Is there even half a cent's worth of relationship?

  "In the evening, Wen Yan comes over, so I won't send you back." While having breakfast, Song Qinghe looked up from the newspaper and said to Song Min, "Today is Cheng Yu's birthday."

  "Oh."

  "So where did you go during the day? Want to take a walk around the company?"

  "Not going, I suppose." Song Min thought of the company and got a headache. She really didn't like getting involved in company affairs, but her grandfather had deliberately let her and her second brother take over the company together.

  "There are no tigers or lions in the company, what are you afraid of?" Song Qinghe sneered and continued reading the newspaper.

  Song Min slowly ate his toast, "Second brother, I need to find an internship..."

  "Then come to the company." Song Qinghe flipped through a page of newspaper, without even raising his head, directly interrupting what Song Min was about to say.

  Song Min's second half of the sentence is: Do you know any magazine or newspaper companies?

  "Oh." Song Min reluctantly responded with an "oh", she really didn't want to go to the company, but once her second brother made a decision, no one could change it.

  "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about our relationship." Song Qing shook his head. Song Min's temper was exactly the same as his younger uncle's - they had no interest in company affairs whatsoever. The kind of plot where people fight over family property that you see on TV would never happen in their household. After all, both Song Min and his younger uncle wouldn't even want the family property if it were offered to them.

  "Hmm..."

  "After you finish eating, stay at home and come find me for lunch at noon."

  "I'll just order takeout." Song Min felt that the company was still a distance from this neighborhood and she didn't want to walk too much.

  Song Qing raised an eyebrow, "What nutrition does takeout have?"

  "Hmm..." Song Min silently changed her words, she thought that her second brother might just be using her as an excuse to have dinner with Liang Yijia.

  "Okay." Song Qing smoothed out Song Min's hair, picked up his phone, adjusted his cufflinks and said, "Brother is going to work."

  "Hmm." Song Min lowered his head and ate his toast silently.

  The phone rang, and Song Min picked it up to take a look. It was a message from Wen Yan: Are you awake?

  Song Min replied while eating, his typing speed slowed down a lot: Are you having breakfast?

  Just got off night shift, going to eat now.

  Song Min: When are you coming over?

  Song Min suddenly realized she still had some thoughts about Wen Yan, after all, it had been a month since they last saw each other.

  Warm words: What? Miss me?

  Song Min's hand froze for a few seconds as she typed, and she replied: Uh...

  She quickly replied: Then I'll eat breakfast and go over.

  Song Min: No way, you go home and rest first.

  Wen said: Then I'll go after lunch.

  After doing nothing at Song Qing's house for a whole morning.

  Song Min went out.

  As expected, she couldn't let loose at her own home. Song Min stared at the computer for an entire morning and still hadn't typed out a few words. At this rate, she might lose her job.

  When the elevator went "ding", Song Min suddenly realized that he was going to take the elevator, which was too scary. Song Min shook his head and decided to take the stairs instead.

  The elevator door opened at this time and there was someone inside.

  Black pants and white shirt, with a mask and hat, giving off a cool hip-hop vibe.

  Song Min stopped his footsteps on the stairs and entered the elevator, without paying much attention to the person next to him, lowering his head to look at his phone.

  "Hmm... are you on vacation?" A somewhat familiar voice echoed in her ear.

  Song Min looked up in confusion.

  All he saw was that the man had removed his mask, revealing a handsome face with eyes that held a smile as he looked at Song Min.

  It turned out to be Yan Song.

  "Hmm." Song Min put away his phone and nodded, asking somewhat doubtfully: "You're not working?"

  Song Min thought Yan Song should be very busy being so popular.

  Yan Song smiled helplessly, "Just finished recording a new album, giving myself a break."

  "Hmm." Song Min nodded, for a moment unsure of how to respond, and so fell silent.

  Two people fell into a deathly silence.

  Fortunately, the elevator door opened in time.

  Yan Song followed behind Song Min and came out.

  "Where are you going?" Yan Song had already put on his mask.

  On such a hot day, I still have to wear a thick mask, it's really hard to be an idol, it's heartbreaking.

  Song Min sighed inwardly.

  "Want to go find my brother for dinner?"

  "And you?"

  "Go out and eat something casually." Yan Song's eyes were filled with helplessness, "Wherever you go, there are paparazzi following you."

  As he approached the entrance of the residential area, Song Min didn't know what was on his mind, and without noticing the ground beneath him, he tripped over a protruding brick and fell forward uncontrollably.

  "Be careful." Yan Song's eyes moved quickly as he supported Song Min.

  "Thank you thank you." Song Min flew up quickly, said sorry to Yan Song with a very embarrassed expression, then frowned and turned back, "What thing?"

  Seeing the protruding brick on the ground, Song Min suddenly had nothing to say. What could she say to a brick?

  Such a high-end community, the road surface is actually uneven, bad review!

  "You're welcome." Yan Song noticed the changing expressions on Song Min's face, and his lips under the mask couldn't help but curve up, bringing a smile to his eyes as well. He took out his phone and glanced at it - he was supposed to meet Da Ning soon. He pointed in the opposite direction and said to Song Min, "I'm going to go eat."

  "Uh-huh, bye." Song Min nodded and parted ways with Yan Xuan, heading in the opposite direction.

  It turns out that Song Qinghe and Song Min did not have dinner together.

  When Song Min arrived at the restaurant downstairs of Song Qinghe's company, Liang Yi and Song Qinghe were ordering food. For a moment, Song Min felt a mix of emotions, thinking that her brother didn't really think takeout was unhealthy, but rather used her as an excuse to invite Liang Yi out for dinner.

  Song Min suddenly felt like he was a several thousand watt light bulb...

  "What's that expression?" After ordering, Song Qinghe closed the menu and handed it to the waiter. "Have you all become so thin? Doesn't Second Brother care?"

  Although he also used Song Min's invitation to dinner as an excuse to call out Liang Yi, if it weren't for Song Min, he wouldn't have been able to get Liang Yi to come out at all, it's really... frustrating.

  "Really, Song Song, how did you lose so much weight in just one month back at school?"

  Liang Yi looked at Song Min and also felt that she had lost so much weight that her face had shrunk.

  "My roommates are all busy with their graduate exams and don't have time to go out for meals, so I've been eating in the cafeteria every day." Song Min sighed, "The weather is so hot, and many times nothing tastes good."

  "Pat pat." Liang gently patted Song Min's head, "Song Song, has your thesis topic been decided?"

  "It's settled."

  "What topic?"

  "Xue Tao and Yu Xuanji's poetry comparison." Song Min had a constipated expression, "I've been stuck in the library looking at materials all along, reading both official and unofficial histories, but I haven't found any inspiration, on the other hand, I've seen a whole basket of romantic affairs."

  "Add oil, if you need guidance from your professor, tell sis, sis will take you home for dinner."

  "Huh?" Song Min was confused, what did going home for dinner with Liang have to do with writing her paper?

  "Across from sister's house is a famous professor of F University Chinese Department." Liang Yi and Song Min raised an eyebrow at each other, completely disregarding their image.

  Song Qinghe simply couldn't bear to look at the two people, and the dishes hadn't arrived yet, so he took out his phone and started browsing Weibo.

  Song Min had forgotten that Liang Yi's parents lived in the F University staff quarters, she puffed out her cheeks, looked at Liang Yi with sparkling eyes and said sincerely: "Sister, I love you."

  "Sister also loves you." Liang squeezed Song Min's face, and indeed youth is good, that small face is smooth, tender, full of collagen.

  Song Qinghe's face suddenly sank as he looked at his phone, he took a screenshot and typed a few words before making a call: "Deal with the Weibo message immediately."

  The voice was cold to the extreme.

  "What's wrong?" Liang Yi and Song Min looked at him inexplicably, Song Qing usually had a calm temperament and spoke politely, but this extremely cold tone was only used when he was very angry.

  Song Qinghe handed his mobile phone over to two people.

  A well-known paparazzo posted on Weibo a few minutes ago: Yan Song and a young woman were intimate, suspected of exposing their relationship!

  The following are several high-definition large pictures of Song Min and Yan Sheng coming out of the residential area.

  Yan Song's support for Song Min was like embracing him.

  Can't help but say that the paparazzi's angle is really great, Song Min is very impressed, and at first glance, it really does look like something happened.

  Paparazzi really are everywhere, in heaven and on earth.

  Song Min furrowed his brow and after a long time managed to squeeze out one sentence: "It's poisonous."

  "These paparazzi... " Liang shook his head, they were no different from private fans, simply crazy, couldn't stars have some of their own space and privacy? It was too much!

  "Don't worry, it's already been taken care of." Song Qing's voice softened a few degrees, after all, the two most important women in his life were sitting at this table.

  "Oh." Song Min lowered his head, and for a moment, he thought of Qiao Tian. Being a star was so tiring, always being followed by paparazzi, always having rumors spread about her... how did someone as simple-minded as her manage to stand firm in the entertainment industry?

  "What's wrong? Afraid of Wen Yan getting angry?" Song Qinghe couldn't help but want to smile as he looked at Song Min's worried face.

  Song Min glared at him and sent a message to Wen Yan with his head down: What to do, being caught taking a sneak shot with a star together, how to deal with the rumors?

  "What's wrong?" Liang Yi could clearly feel that Song Min's expression was different from the despair of just now, and a blushing expression actually appeared on her face. Liang Yi revealed a smile, revealing his white teeth, "Song Song? Hmm?"

  "That...my boyfriend..." Song Min confessed obediently.

  "Alas, I didn't even have a chance. Liang Yi sighed regretfully, "Sister, you finally liked a girl so much, alas, how did you find a boyfriend so quickly?"

  Liáng Yī seems to have forgotten what she told Sòng Miǎn before: "If you like someone, go after them, don't let the chance slip away."

  Women...are really changeable creatures...

  This was the only thought in Song Min's mind, but she had forgotten that she was also a woman...

  "Even if I had the chance, I wouldn't agree to it." Song Qing let out a cold snort, still resentful about not knowing earlier that Yan Cong was Liang Yi's cousin and having been fooled by Yan Cong for so long.

  "What does this have to do with you?" Liang Yi didn't want to bother with Song Qinghe at all. Every time he spoke to him, he felt annoyed, and as a grown man, he still acted like a spoiled child.

  "What's wrong?" Song Qinghe raised an eyebrow.

  Li Ang retorted without showing weakness: "Does it have anything to do with even half a cent?"