After the rebirth, the real young master was kidnapped by the fake young master

The Yuan family and the Song family are on good terms, so they know more or less the details of how the Song family won the contract.Coupled with the fact that parents all over the world cannot escape the fate of showing their babies, the Song family's bidding meeting's plan is that what Song Jiqiu did has become a positive teaching material for wealthy parents to teach their children.

Many nights, those dandy children cursed Song Jiqiu in their hearts while protecting the game console.

Yuan Lin was ordered to reduce the frequency of playing with cars and stay with Song Jiqiu to do homework.

It was difficult for Master Yuanda to scratch his head quickly but couldn't hold back any ideas for solving the problem. He dropped the ballpoint pen and wailed: "Some people are in love, some people are passionate about racing cars, and some people can't write homework for five or six subjects."

Song Jiqiu seemed to be an emotionless question-writing machine, writing quickly without raising his head: "Wait for me, I'll teach you after I finish writing this question."

"Hey, don't, don't." Yuan Lin waved his hands again and again, "No, my mother asked me to be with you just to let me be influenced by your aura of being a bully. If I really disturb you, my mother can kill me."

"How can it be so serious." Song Jiqiu said, "Although teaching you is more difficult than these topics, you can't give up easily as a human being."

Yuan Lin thick-skinned: "I can't help it, I'm such a challenging man."

Song Jiqiu had long been used to his escapism, turned to the last page of the exercise and answered the answer with a perfunctory nod.

"I really want to go racing." Yuan Lin rested his chin on the table, his eyes showed a desire for freedom.

Song Jiqiu couldn't stand his sad look, so he took a step back: "Auntie only said you should go less, but didn't tell you not to go. Be good, and I'll help you say something nice in front of Auntie."

Yuan Lin regained his energy all of a sudden: "Really? Brother! Brother didn't hurt you for nothing!"

Song Jiqiu faked a smile.

Once the topic turned to the car, Yuan Lin immediately became full of energy: "This week is the final of the racing car, I must go to see it."

His brain circuit jumped quickly: "Xu Jiaping also went."

"Really?" Song Jiqiu became a little interested.

Thinking about it carefully, it shouldn't be a surprise that Xu Jiaping did everything well.

But Yuan Lin's tone dropped instantly: "How can there be such an annoying person as Xu Jiaping in the world?"

When I was young, I played with cats and dogs, and when I grew up, I fought and fought fiercely, but I met a Song Jiqiu who treated him as a treasure.

Song Jiqiu felt numb when he heard similar complaints, he didn't know how to reconcile the conflict between Fa Xiao and Xu Jiaping, so he could only sigh softly: "You are prejudiced against him."

"It's not prejudice." Yuan Lin put down his raised Erlang legs, sat upright, and angrily tapped the table with a ballpoint pen, "You just stood up for him a few days ago, did he accept your favor? He joined that troublemaker in a blink of an eye The West City team. He doesn't distinguish good from bad at all, he only has interests in his eyes."

Song Jiqiu's breathing was stagnant, and his heart seemed to be stabbed by something: "What did you say?"

Yuan Lin was so irritable that he broke his fingers, and his expression unconsciously showed puzzlement: "Don't you know? The discussion in the group went crazy today. Xu Jiaping temporarily changed his mind during the game and jumped to the opposing team. A bunch of people are scolding him. You say this What do you guys think, how can changing teams be so simple, the water behind is very deep..."

Song Jiqiu's mind was in a mess, and the typeface printed on the paper was clearly recognizable but could no longer be connected into a sentence.

Yuan Lin became more and more angry, and finally cursed "sick".

Uncharacteristically, Song Jiqiu didn't refute him, he glanced at the other person's pale face illuminated by the light in surprise:

"Ji Qiu? What's wrong with you?"

Xu Jiaping sat on a chair and leaned against the wall, the phone turned around at his fingertips, and on the gradually darkening screen, the page stayed on the previous dialog box:

[Funds are available to me. ]

There was an extra shadow in front of him, Song Jiqiu stood with the backlight, his brows and eyes were not as bright as before.

Xu Jiaping put away his phone and unconsciously smiled.

"Are you free on weekend nights?"

The final was scheduled at that time, and he wanted to ask Song Jiqiu:

Do you want to come and see?

Song Jiqiu asked, "Is it a racing car?"

Xu Jiaping raised his eyes in surprise: "Yes."

After careful observation, he found that Song Jiqiu's tightly pursed lips and drooping eyes had some bad premonitions.

"You joined the West City team?" Song Jiqiu asked the expected question.

Xu Jiaping froze for a moment, the beating heat of his heart slowly faded away.

He crossed his hands over his chest, and changed into a defensive posture.

"They just beat you, and you joined their team in a blink of an eye." Song Jiqiu's tone rose anxiously, and finally fell softly, "What are you thinking?"

"I didn't think about it, can't I join their team?" Xu Jiaping usually raised the corners of his lips, but the smile on his brows was slowly fading.

Without blinking, Song Jiqiu controlled his voice and said two words: "It's not decent, it's not safe."

Xu Jiaping smiled mockingly, only grasping the previous word: "Is decentness worth money?"

"So it was for money?"

Song Jiqiu's expression was full of indescribable loss.

The prize money of the competition is 300 million, and the team may have paid even more for poaching corners in private.He contacted Xu Jiaping, who he helped to cover up in private, for his actions against He Xin's family.

Xu Jiaping, what do you want to do?

Xu Jiaping's heart froze inch by inch.

Song Jiqiu always thought that he was innocent and couldn't accept any stains on him, but he didn't know that he had rotted long ago.

The cicada hiding in the tree outside the window let out an ugly cry.

"Are you short of money? I can give it to you." Song Jiqiu suppressed his panic, "That convoy is too despicable, if you are used..."

Suddenly, he stopped and suddenly remembered something.

It is impossible for the Song family not to give Xu Jiaping living expenses, the amount they gave must be considerable, but Xu Jiaping's part-time job and car racing only show that Xu Jiaping doesn't want to touch this money at all.

Xu Jiaping seemed to understand what was going on in his mind, with a deep and hoarse voice, he asked word by word:

"Kick me out of Song's house, and then send me money, pity me from above, do you think I'm rare?"

After the young Song Jiqiu was picked up, he had a high fever and saw his biological mother Wu Liyun crying and throwing all of Xu Jiaping's luggage out of the house in a daze. She broke Xu Jiaping's fingers holding her arm , and told him never to come back.

He will always remember, and so will Xu Jiaping.

Song Jiqiu's hands trembled slightly, he explained: "Mom didn't do it on purpose."

Xu Jiaping asked: "Is it important?"

The hatred at that time was real, and so was the abandonment.

Song Jiqiu swallowed heavily, trying to suppress the sore pain that surged up in his heart.

Only now did he know that Xu Jiaping had never let go.

Xu Jiaping doesn't like the Song family.

He is from the Song family, so Xu Jiaping doesn't like him either.

He was sure that the tragedy of the Song family had nothing to do with Xu Jiaping, but he suddenly wondered why they met in the previous life.

Xu Jiaping continued: "Young Master Song, if you want to spend a small amount of money to raise a loyal dog, then you are looking for the wrong person."

He thought that Song Jiqiu would say something like "Every dog ​​knows how to wag its tail instead of biting people" and "You are not as good as a dog" as a counterattack.

But Song Jiqiu would never be able to say such hurtful words out of his mouth, his breathing became disordered for a few beats, and he didn't make a sound.

In the silence, the purpose of the conversation had already deviated from the pre-planned track, but it completely tore apart the pretended peace between them.

Xu Jiaping pursed his lips and remained silent, restraining the itch in his throat, and when he raised his eyes again, he seemed to lose the strength to speak again.

Song Jiqiu didn't say a word, just stared at him with his beautiful eyes, the sockets of which were red.

Xu Jiaping rolled his Adam's apple, seemed to swallow all the syllables, and whispered, "Song Jiqiu."

It seems that calling his name can stop him.

Sorry, let's not argue.

Song Jiqiu didn't hear his voice, and left without looking back, the silent shadow stretched in the silent space.

When he crossed the threshold, he seemed to see the flash of tears on Song Jiqiu's face.