Thousands suspect fake young master after rebirth

Seeing him standing there silently, the butler couldn't help but say, "Second Young Master?"

Song Yuqing looked thoughtful, and returned the things in his hand to the housekeeper: "I'll go back to my room for dinner."

The butler should be at the same time thinking in his heart that he has heard that the Song family is harmonious and has not separated until now, but who knows that as long as Song Juwei is not at home, the three brothers will never be able to get together to eat together.

The face and the heart are at odds, and the rich have too many twists and turns.

But Song Yuqing still came down to eat at night, because Song Juwei and Xu Qing came back.

As soon as he got down, he saw three people gathered in front of the TV. Song Xi sat affectionately beside Xu Qing, holding her arm and telling interesting stories about the company and school, which made Xu Qing smile constantly. The stern faces softened a little.

Song Yuqing stood on the stairs and looked at it coldly.He is now basically sure that Song Xi really has no memory of his previous life, otherwise, with his temperament, it would be absolutely impossible to talk and laugh with them like now.

Out of the corner of Song Xi's eyes, he had already seen Song Yuqing standing on the stairs. The smile on the corner of his mouth widened a little, and he turned to smile at him: "Second brother, you come down, we are going to have dinner soon."

Seeing Song Yuqing, Song Juwei's expression turned ugly.

He cares about face, Song Yuqing has caused so much trouble in the entertainment industry, although there are rumors to be refuted later, but everyone is a mixed blood eater, so they don't care if you are real or not, they only care about what they want to know.

In the past few days, Song Juwei had already been asked whether the matter was true or false by many colleagues, and felt ashamed.

"If you don't do any serious business, you still have the face to come down to eat." Song Juwei had a cold face, and although he had been watching TV, anyone with a discerning eye knew that he was talking about Song Yuqing.

Song Yuqing sat on the sofa farthest from them, not interested in talking.

It was Song Xi who spoke up for him: "The matter has been clarified. It was the little celebrity who wanted to climb up on the second brother's high branch, and that made such a fuss. I think he must have asked someone to take the photo, otherwise the second brother went to that bar So many times, why was it secretly photographed at that one time?"

Song Juwei was even more angry: "Flies don't bite seamless eggs, who told him to make some low-level friends all day long and go to those wine and meat places."

"The bar is not what you think, Dad. It's just adults gathering together to drink and make friends." Song Xi was afraid that Song Juwei would get angry, so he turned to look at Xu Qing for help.

Xu Qing patted his hand and said to comfort him: "Okay, Lao Song, what do you think when you get angry when you get home. But you should think about your elder brother more, second child, he always puts work first , keep yourself clean."

Song Yuqing picked a pear from the table and was peeling the pear with a knife. When he heard what they said, he just responded and almost wrote the word "perfunctory" on the surface.

Song Juwei glared at him, not making himself feel bad, and asked his caring young son: "Why hasn't your elder brother come back yet? The company is not so busy, is it?"

"This... I don't know very well." Song Xi looked at the butler standing aside.

The housekeeper suspected that he had mentioned to Song Xi that the young master was going out, but he mistook Song Xi for not paying attention, so he repeated it again: "The young master called after returning home and said that he would go out for a drink with his friends and not go home for dinner. .”

Xu Qing was stunned: "Aren't you going home? We just came back, and the boss didn't see us?"

Before Song Juwei finished solving Song Yuqing's troubles, he turned around and knew that his most assured boss had also gone out to fool around, and suddenly felt that no one would let him worry: "What's going on? You can call him and ask him clearly. "

The housekeeper called, but no one answered.

"It seems that the sensible and considerate boss of our family has also begun to rebel." Song Yuqing took a bite of the peeled apple, ignoring the chilling atmosphere, talking to himself, as if sighing.

Xu Qing frowned: "Second brother, stop talking."

Song Hengxuan's personal mobile phone is muted during work, and is turned on every time he gets off work.

But this time he forgot, so none of the calls were answered.

In the end, Xu Qing was still worried, and called Song Hengxuan's friends one by one, and finally called Xia Zhao, only to find out that the two of them had made an appointment to go to the bar to drink together.

Although she was a little dissatisfied because Song Hengxuan missed the welcome banquet, Xu Qing had no choice but to suppress her anger and let Xia Zhao look at Song Hengxuan, take care of her, thanked her again and again, and then hung up the phone.

"Your mother still cares about you." Xia Zhao said to Song Hengxuan who came back from the bathroom.

Song Hengxuan didn't make a sound, and waited to sit down and had another drink before speaking: "Sometimes I don't know if she really cares about me, or if she doesn't want to have problems with the heir she spent time and energy cultivating."

Xia Zhao was taken aback: "You drank too much, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Song Hengxuan didn't continue the topic, picked up the wine glass and touched him, then finished it with his head raised.

Xia Zhao felt that his posting was not normal tonight, but he also knew that he couldn't ask Song Hengxuan what he didn't want to say, and he was so angry that he was dying, but he vaguely felt that it had something to do with Song Xunnan who he met at the yacht party last time.

He was thinking about this from the bottom of his heart, so he sent a message to his brother.

Xia Ye was playing disco, when he received a message from his brother, he became curious for a moment.

Everyone in the capital has spread the rumors about the Song family, and there are all kinds of versions, and his ears are callused when he hears it.It's just that after seeing Song Xunnan's and Song Hengxuan's reactions, he felt that either version was almost meaningless, not to mention that he didn't believe that Song Xunnan was that kind of ungrateful person.

"Brother Xia, go draw your cards, four are missing one."

Xia Ye waved his hand: "You play, I still have something to do."

He went to the quieter bathroom, lit a cigarette and thought about it for a while, then called Song Xunnan.

It took half a day for someone to pick up.

As soon as Song Xunnan answered the phone, he was shaken by the music and almost went deaf. He quickly took the phone away: "No, don't look for it, hang up."

It's not the first time if you look at it skillfully.

Xia Ye laughed: "Wait a minute! I didn't ask you out to play. I know that Song is always a person who does big things. I don't have time to play disco. I have business to do."

Mr. Song, who was doing big things, glanced at Wen Jinran who was rushing towards the TV not far away to eat with him, silently put down the game controller in his hand, and coughed lightly, pretending to be serious: "It's good that you know."

Hearing that he was in a better mood, Xia Ye stepped on the thunder with a smile, not shying away from it at all: "I'm telling you something, Song Hengxuan and I went out for a drink, isn't it because you came to get drunk?"

"It seems that my words this afternoon were not harsh enough."

Xia Ye raised his eyebrows: "It's really because of you? Why do you say that?"

Song Xunnan clicked his tongue: "Otherwise, you should tell me now that he had stomach bleeding from drinking and went to the hospital, where he was writhing in pain on the bed."

"...It's really you," Xia Ye was speechless, "Does it have anything to do with you?"

Song Xunnan said casually: "Who knows, it's also possible that the Song family's investment failed and was about to go bankrupt, and he is sad."

Xia Ye: "..." You really hate him.

As if hearing his speechlessness, Song Xunnan chuckled a few times on the phone: "Speaking of business, is your brother beside him?"

"Yeah, I'm drinking."

"Then do me a favor and ask him if he still remembers what I said during the fire." Song Xunnan still couldn't suppress the confusion in his heart.

"What fire?"

"Oh, the circuit was faulty before. There was a small fire in Song's house and my room was burned down. I was very angry." He said lightly.

Xia Ye: "How could Song Hengxuan remember such a thing."

Song Xunnan just smiled: "You might be pleasantly surprised if you ask."

"Okay, let me ask my brother."

"It's troublesome."

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Song family.

The whole dinner was a little depressed because Song Hengxuan couldn't get through the phone. After dinner, Song Juwei went upstairs and sat at the desk to read the quarterly report. The more he looked at it, the more he frowned.

In the past few years, the economy has been down, and real estate has been worsening day by day. Song Hengxuan's performance in the past few months has not been good, and he even made small mistakes.

This made Song Juwei begin to suspect Song Hengxuan's recent ability problems.

On the other side is the branch that Song Xi is currently in charge of. Although it has developed with the financial support of the head office, its prospects are getting better and better, and it can already feed back the head office.

Xiaoxi's ability is not bad, maybe he can help the boss.

Once this idea came up, I couldn't stop it.Song Juwei closed the file and began to think about the possibility of this matter.

Several of his colleagues are all brothers, and their careers are flourishing.Maybe I thought too much before, my family may not have so much trouble.

Coincidentally, just as Song Xi had this idea, he knocked on the door, and Song Juwei took advantage of the opportunity to ask.

"Shall I help elder brother?" Song Xi was surprised, "What about the company?"

"This is not something you should worry about. I will make good arrangements. Now I want to ask you what you think."

Song Xi declined a few more times, and finally accepted with hesitation: "It's just that I'm still a student, so I'm afraid I won't be able to convince everyone."

Song Juwei had already thought about the specific situation, and showed him a few documents newly transferred by the secretary: "This is a new project for the company, take a look."

Song Xi saw the familiar project name, his eyes flickered, and for a moment it was very hot.

If Song Juwei saw it, he would be horrified that it was not the look that his well-behaved, sensible and clingy young son should have.

Unfortunately, Song Xi was facing the computer, and the blue light hit his face, reflecting a senseless coldness.

Has it already started?

He suppressed the excitement in his heart, with a shy face and a shy tone: "I'm still in a bit of trouble, can you bring my manager Yang from the branch to help?"

Song Juwei agreed: "The person you like, of course."

"Well, thank you Dad. There is one more thing, can you not tell my brother before this project is over, I'm afraid he..." Song Xi frowned and couldn't continue, very embarrassed.

Song Juwei also had this idea, and he planned to let Song Hengxuan accept it slowly: "You do it, and I will make arrangements."

"Thank you, Dad." Song Xi hugged Song Juwei's neck affectionately, and rubbed against Song Juwei coquettishly, with a smile constantly expanding on his face, "Dad is so kind."