Gong 1 can only be with Gong 2

Song Guanghui followed Yan Qinghe's line of sight and saw a tall and strong young man practicing martial arts. He said with a smile, "That's my uncle's fourth brother. He looks good, right?"

Yan Qinghe blinked and said, "Martial arts are good."

Song Guanghui posted it with a smile, and said in a low voice: "He likes men, why don't you introduce him?"

Yan Qinghe quickly said no.

Song Guanghui called the young man over.

The other party's sweat was on his head, his thin shirt was slightly damp, his face was handsome and upright, he had a smile on his face when he ran over, and he looked cheerful.

"Second brother, you called me?" The other party jumped up and down a few times when he came to him.

"There are guests here, so don't be unruly." Song Guanghui said with a gloomy face. The other party glanced at Yan Qinghe and quickly clasped his fists in salute.

"This is Song Qinglun, the fourth brother of my uncle's family. He has no other skills except to cause trouble." Song Guanghui said.

"Second brother, what are you talking about." Song Qinglun glanced at Yan Qinghe, knowing that the other party was the one from Yanhou's mansion, he quickly said: "I heard from my father that you have helped our family a lot."

"Don't be rude." Song Guanghui snorted.

Yan Qinghe said with a smile: "I'm just guessing, it's your own family who made the decision, and it has nothing to do with me."

"But..." Song Qinglun wanted to defend himself, but some of them were the most stupid.

"Okay, you go wash up, change into clean clothes and come to accompany the guests." Song Guanghui said a little impatiently.

Song Qinglun glanced at Yan Qinghe again, then nodded and left.

"What I admire most about my fourth brother is his clever mind. My family thinks that he is so innocent that he hasn't been released to meet people." Song Guanghui winked at Yan Qinghe and said, "Don't look at him as tall, in fact Very obedient one."

When Yan Qinghe saw Song Guanghui recommending Song Qinglun in this way, he knew he had misunderstood.

But it's hard for him to explain too much, after all, the reason why he stopped was because he felt like seeing Zhou Suyan for a certain moment.

But now that I think about it, Zhou Suyan has no skin, no one has a good personality, and he has a particularly stubborn temper, and he has to answer three sentences.

"Let's go, let's go inside." After Song Guanghui led Yan Qinghe around several times, he pushed open the gate, and Yan Qinghe saw a piece of elegant scenery.

"It turns out that there is a universe inside." Only then did Yan Qinghe know that the Song family had arranged the inner courtyard so well.

"Ordinary people are not allowed to come here, only distinguished guests and good friends are allowed." When Song Guanghui was speaking, several young people came to talk with smiles.

Song Guanghui stood there with Yan Qinghe, knowing that these people came to see Yan Qinghe, he looked at Yan Qinghe apologetically.

It was the first time Yan Qinghe saw such a family with such a high affinity, and they were all young people, so he relaxed and talked to a few people.

He spoke coldly but with a slight sense of humor, matching his appearance made people laugh uncontrollably, but his eyes kept falling on Yan Qinghe's face.

"Second Brother, I'm here." Song Qinglun also ran over, wearing a brocade jacket with silver patterns, making him look even more slender and handsome.

Yan Qinghe also praised a good talent.

"He just looks good, but he's an idiot on the inside!" The young man next to him said unconvinced.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Song Qinglun cried out in embarrassment.

It really feels like I haven't seen the outside too much like that, it's really cute.

Yan Qinghe also smiled, and Song Qinglun blushed when he saw it.

The people next to him seemed to feel something, covered their mouths and laughed for a while, and then left. When someone left, they even pushed Song Qinglun toward Yan Qinghe.

Song Guanghui cursed a few words and pulled Song Qinglun away.

Song Qinglun hurriedly apologized to Yan Qinghe.

When Yan Qinghe saw it, he smiled and said it was all right,

"Master Yan has such a good temper." Song Qinglun said blankly.

"Okay, you take brother Qinghe around, I'll go over there to deal with something." Song Guanghui said and cupped his hands to Yan Qinghe.

Yan Qinghe showed a helpless smile. He didn't know what the Song family's style was, but he just took a second look, and this would make him follow Song Qinglun.

Although Song Qinglun has a good temper, he still lacks a lot of honed strength inside. Yan Qinghe knows that living with this kind of person is quite comfortable, but he always lacks the feeling of competing with each other.

It might be interesting if he met Song Qinglun when he first came here.

But now that he has tasted more powerful ones, Song Qinglun can only be a friend's little brother.

"I'll take Brother Qinghe, let's go for a walk." Song Qinglun blushed when Yan Qinghe looked at him, but he was also from the Song family after all, so it's impossible for him not to be able to speak.

On the contrary, when Song Qinglun led Yan Qinghe around, he spoke in a very orderly manner, and he also had allusions at his fingertips.

After listening to it for a while, Yan Qinghe couldn't believe that Song Qinglun was a guy with only good looks. Maybe he was also a very valued one in the Song family, but he lacked experience.

"Let's sit in the pavilion in front." After being walked for a long time, Yan Qinghe couldn't help but want to take a rest.

"Oh, good." Song Qinglun asked someone to prepare refreshments.

When he sat down, some beads of sweat came out from the tip of his nose, and he said with an embarrassed smile, "I talk too much today."

"No, brother Qinglun is also knowledgeable inside. I learned a lot from talking with you." Yan Qinghe said politely.

"Ah?" Song Qinglun blushed again after being praised by Yan Qinghe.

Fortunately, Song Guanghui came over at this time.

Seeing Yan Qinghe sitting there with a calm expression, Song Qinglun blushed and looked helpless.

"Go, uncle is looking for you." Song Guanghui said, and Song Qinglun got up as if he was saved, cupped his fists at Yan Qinghe, and then left quickly.

"My little brother... Hey, he was raised by my uncle so well, I haven't seen anyone much." Song Guanghui shook his head and said.

"It's good, not everyone has to be very sophisticated." Yan Qinghe said.

Song Guanghui nodded with a smile, and told Yan Qinghe some anecdotes. He was obviously better at coping than Song Qinglun.

Yan Qinghe laughed while talking to him.

"What's wrong? What did I say wrong?" Song Guanghui was also stunned.

"It's okay, I just feel that Brother Song, you are indeed much more experienced than Little Brother Qinglun." Yan Qinghe waved his hand and said.

Song Guanghui looked at Yan Qinghe speechlessly, laughed himself, and said, "Brother Qinghe, you just made fun of us two brothers."

Yan Qinghe suppressed his smile, expressing that he didn't mean it.

"Okay, it's almost time for us to go to the banquet. My family may be a little noisy, Brother Qinghe, please don't take offense." Song Guanghui led Yan Qinghe along a path as he said.

It was already autumn, but there were a lot of flowers blooming on the Song family's side. Under the well-arranged lights, the house in front seemed more gorgeous and beautiful.

Yan Qinghe was thinking that his courtyard was just like a Marquis's mansion, and it was much worse than the comfort level of Song's house.

Yan Qinghe praised all the way into the hall, and saw the largest banquet hall in the world after he came to the world.

The soft gold envelops the entire banquet hall, inlaid with gemstones on all sides, and the tables are also in the style of foreign races.

After entering, there were various young male and female waiters walking around, making Yan Qinghe feel as if he had come to another country.

"This is Young Master Yan from Yanhou Mansion, the great benefactor of our Song family." Father Song got up and first introduced Yan Qinghe.

Only then did Yan Qinghe realize that there were many other guests here, even Hu people.

Yan Qinghe himself also laughed, saying that the Song family would not hold such a big event just for him, but those who were invited by the Song family were probably very powerful businessmen.

Song Guanghui introduced Yan Qinghe in a low voice, and Yan Qinghe knew that this was the real gift from the Song family.

If he simply communicated with the merchants in the capital, it would be difficult to expand his scale.

I still need to open up my personal connections more.

As soon as Yan Qinghe entered the arena, he quickly became the focus of the arena. Song Guanghui, who was still a little worried about Yan Qinghe, stood there dumbfounded.

He didn't expect Yan Qinghe to be able to deal with it so well, so good that the Song family felt a little bit of a crisis.

Father Song gave Song Guanghui a look, and Song Guanghui quietly walked over and joined the conversation.

Yan Qinghe glanced at Song Guanghui, as if he understood something and said nothing more.

After all, he is a guest, so don't be too greedy.

Seeing that he was so self-conscious, Song Guanghui felt a little embarrassed again.

Fortunately, the singing and dancing began soon.

All kinds of beauties are on stage.

Yan Qinghe found that everyone was sitting there watching from a distance, and few people made a sound, which meant that the Song family had held such a banquet without knowing it.

When the dancers left the stage, Song Guanghui told Yan Qinghe in a low voice that the dancers in their family were carefully cultivated, and unless they were extremely distinguished guests, no one else could touch them, especially the Song family.

When Yan Qinghe heard this, he understood that the Song family was a complete businessman, and they regarded these dancers more as precious commodities.

"Master Yan."

Song Qinglun quietly came over and sat down.

Song Guanghui looked at Song Qinglun in surprise, and said, "Uncle, are you willing to let you out?"

"I asked for it myself." After Song Qinglun finished speaking, he looked at Yan Qinghe.

That kind of look was much more straightforward, Yan Qinghe nodded with a smile, but didn't mean to speak.

Seeing Yan Qinghe turn his head away, Song Qinglun lost his face.

Song Guanghui slapped Song Qinglun quietly, and Song Qinglun hurriedly pulled himself together.

The banquet didn't end until almost midnight, and the businessmen in the back were excited, and some of them pulled Yan Qinghe to sing and dance.

Seeing this, Song Qinglun almost got into a fight with someone in a hurry.

Yan Qinghe pretended to be drunk and went to the side to rest.

Song Guanghui gave Song Qinglun a look and told him to help Yan Qinghe.

"Brother Qinghe, it's too late tonight, why don't you stay with us and rest." Song Guanghui said in a low voice.