What evil have you created?

  "My fault, my fault." Vice President Jiang kicked the scumbag with one foot, "Still don't hurry up and apologize!!!!"

  "Sorry." The scumbag hung his head down.

  Song Qing snorted coldly and glanced at the scumbag who was still lowering his head, so he's backing down now? Weren't you just showing off your fangs earlier?

  "Put it away and don't let it bite people."

  "Yes yes yes."

  "Big brother, how did you come?" Song Min was still a little surprised to see Qu Ran appear.

  Qu Ran had just arrived at the hospital and saw that Song Min's hand was wrapped in gauze, with red eyes. For a moment, his anger surged, and he coldly said: "We will go for an injury examination and reserve the right to pursue this matter."

  Vice President Jiang's face turned even paler, these three people he couldn't afford to offend any of them, so he could only nod and admit defeat, this son of his was really good at getting him into trouble.

  "Now is the time for our own family members to visit the patient." Song Qinghe tactfully gave the order to ask the guests to leave.

  Jiang Deputy General Manager apologized again with a bow.

  "Look at what you've done!" Deputy Director Jiang almost kicked the scumbag out, and as soon as they left the emergency room, he slapped the scumbag in the face.

  It was as crisp and clear as a loud "crack".

  "How could I have a son like you? Haven't I taught you how to be a human being? Who do you think you are?" Deputy Director Jiang kicked the scumbag again, "You're always causing trouble and stirring up conflicts, get out! Get out of here!!"

  Song Qing shook his head, "If it weren't for this Vice President Jiang having some real skills, I would have fired him long ago. What kind of thing is this, bullying the Song family?"

  "Big brother, I have a business trip after tomorrow, so I'll leave Ming'er in your care."

  "Yeah, just finished a big case recently, not very busy."

  Song Qing rubbed Song Min's head, "Don't go to the company for now, I'll help you ask for leave."

  "Oh." Song Minxing responded with a faint "oh".

  "How can you be bullied every day?" Qu Ran sighed and sat down beside Song Min, "Not at all like my sister."

  Song Min slightly pouted and said frankly that she also felt that her recent luck was bad, and all sorts of unlucky things had been happening to her.

  "Big brother, second brother... this thing about me getting hurt, let's just keep it a secret for now..."

  "Don't worry." Qu Ran hung a smile with a hint of helplessness and pampering, from young to old, the three of them still had this tacit understanding.

  Song Min's phone suddenly rang loudly, she took a glance, caught sight of the name on the screen, frowned slightly, and immediately hung up.

  Press again, ring again.

  Press again, ring again.

  After being hung up three times, Wen Yan was very sensible and did not call again for a short time, and the mobile phone calmed down.

  Song Min directly put Wen Yan on the blacklist.

  "Why didn't you answer the phone?"

  "Harassing phone call." Song Min calmly put down his mobile phone and took it in hand.

  He couldn't possibly tell his sister that he had clearly seen Wen Yan's name, could he?

  Fell silent for two seconds.

  Song Qinghe's phone rang, he took a look at the incoming call prompt, glanced at Song Min without making a sound, and took the phone outside.

  "Qinghe, how is Song Min doing at your place?" Wen Yan's voice was filled with deep helplessness.

  "Not bad."

  "He didn't return my message or answer my call." Wen said with a sigh, feeling very wronged, "I've been blacklisted."

  What kind of evil deed did he commit to bring back such a little ancestor...

  Song Qing choked back a laugh, could he say that he had personally seen Song Min pull him in?

  "Alas..." He let out a deep sigh and said gloomily, "I don't even know what I did wrong this time, can't even die in peace."

  "Yesterday, Song Min cried on the phone and asked me to pick her up." Song Qinghe thought for a long time before deciding to tell Wen Yan. Otherwise, he wouldn't know that it was just Song Min being angry unilaterally, and this matter would eventually turn into something else. He said slowly: "A Yan, although you are my good brother, but I only have one sister. If you really did something wrong to Min'er, I won't be able to forgive you."

  "You said Song Min cried and called you? When?" Wen Yan's emphasis was clearly not on Song Qing and the words that followed.

  Song Qing felt somewhat depressed, "Yesterday at noon."

  He suddenly remembered Song Min's abnormal behavior yesterday, furrowed his brow, and his temples started throbbing again. "I'll go after work."

  "Uh-huh."

  After finishing the phone call, Song Qinghe returned to the consulting room.

  "What's the plan for this afternoon?" Qu Ran thought it had been a long time since the three siblings had eaten together.

  Song Qinghe raised his wrist to look at the time, it was almost closing time, and he couldn't do much even if he went back to the company. So he said: "Let's have dinner, it's been a long time since we sat down and had a good chat."

  Qu Ran and Song Qinghe exchanged a smile, and indeed still had the tacit understanding of brothers.

  In the restaurant with an excellent environment, yellowish light is sprinkled, and the melodious sound of the violin drifts in the air. Occasionally, there are sounds of wine glasses colliding, as well as whispers from customers, which is very romantic.

  But Song Min didn't have the mood to appreciate this atmosphere, due to her injury, Song Min only had one hand available, she held a fork and focused on dealing with the vegetable salad in the plate.

  "Hurry up and eat." Qu Ran placed the sliced steak in front of Song Min.

  Song Min looked at Qu Ran with gratitude, "Thank you, big brother."

  Song Qinghe raised his eyes and glanced at Song Min, then sent a piece of steak into his mouth.

  "Qinghe, how are you and Liangyi?" Qu Ran took a sip of lemon water, because both of them were driving and also had Song Min with them, so they didn't dare to drink alcohol.

  Song Qing's eyes dimmed slightly, and he lowered his head to cut the steak on his plate. The knife and plate collided, making a "ding ding ding" sound. "Just like that."

  Heaven knows how much Song Qinghe wants to take Liang Yilei home immediately, but why is it so hard for her to say a sentence "Be my boyfriend"?

  "But it's almost done." Song Qinghe sent another piece of steak into his mouth, and the lights in his eyes flickered on and off.

  Song Min despises her second brother, but he is clearly being taken advantage of by Liang Yijia, and yet Liang Yijia is also being taken advantage of by him. How can their efficiency be so slow?

  Song Qinghe saw Song Min's expression and raised an eyebrow, thinking: Do you think you and Wen Yan are very efficient?

  Then he paused for a moment, as if he was much more efficient than him...

  After dinner, three people went to Song Qinghe's house to collect Song Min's things and stayed at Song Qinghe's house for a while.

  Zhong Song Qing went up to the balcony to answer a phone call. When she came back, her eyes met Song Min's and seemed to be saying something but hesitated.

  Song Min didn't notice anything, but Qu Ran saw all the abnormalities of Song Qinghe and muttered to himself: What are these two people up to again?

  "Then I'll leave with big brother and won't disturb your two-person world with Liang Yijie."

  Song Qinghe was pleased with Song Min's words and patted his head, "Remember to go to the hospital for a dressing change."

  "Uh-huh."

  Song Qing closed the door and picked up his phone, sending a three-word message: "I'm going down."

  Song Qinghe lost his phone and went to the balcony, hugging his arms and staring at the thin back shadow downstairs, with long fingers tapping his brow from time to time.

  Out of the unit door, Qu Ran carried Song Min's luggage and walked in front, while Song Min followed behind.

  The lighting in this community is still good, at least it's very bright downstairs.

  Song Min raised her head and stared straight at the car a few steps away, where Wen Yan was sitting.

  But just a few steps away, Song Min suddenly seemed to have lost all his strength and couldn't lift his legs anymore.

  His eyes wandered between Song Min and Wen Yan, then thought of Song Qing's expression that seemed to want to say something but stopped. He had a few guesses in his heart. He patted Song Min's head, "Brother will go wait for you in the car first."

  "Uh-huh."

  Song Min hung his head and thought that he would have to face whatever was coming his way, no matter how hard he tried to escape.

  Wen Yan walked slowly in front of Song Min with his long legs, his eyes fixed on the white thing in Song Min's hand. His eyebrows furrowed, he grabbed Song Min's arm and asked anxiously: "What happened? Are you hurt? Is it serious?"

  Song Min pursed his lips and struggled free from his own arm, "Nothing, just scalded a bit."

  "Can't you be more careful? I'll worry." Wen Yan said hastily, with a hint of sternness in his voice.

  Song Min's eyes welled up with tears, a huge sense of grievance surged into her heart, making it hard for her to breathe.

  "Wen said, grasping Song Min's shoulder and looking at her very seriously. "Why are you ignoring me? What's making you unhappy, tell me, okay? Don't always be like this, I'd die without even knowing how, it's exhausting."

  "Are you tired?" Song Min couldn't help but ask, looking up at Wen Yan with tears streaming down his face like a broken string of pearls. "Then why are we still together?"

  Wen Yan saw Song Min crying and panicked, hurriedly stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on Song Min's face. The skin that came into contact with Song Min's tears was scorching hot, as if it had burned into his heart.

  Wen Yan's heart was completely messed up, he wanted to hold Song Min in his arms, "Song Min listen to me..."

  "Don't say that!" Song Min used all his strength to break free from Wen Yan's grasp, "Wen Yan, it was you who came on to me first."

  "Yes, I was the one who provoked you." Wen Yan didn't dare to use force, fearing that Song Min would hurt herself, so she only grasped her injured wrist.

  "Wen Yan, look, I don't understand your social circle and you don't understand mine. It can be said that we are two people from completely different worlds. Are we really suitable for each other?" Song Minyue said, crying even harder.

  His eyebrows furrowed tighter as he fixed his gaze on Song Min's eyes, his voice several degrees colder. "Song Min, don't say things that aren't suitable."

  Song Min shook his head, "Let's all calm down for a bit, okay?"

  "Can you tell me what exactly happened?" A flash of severity flickered in Wen Yan's eyes.

  Song Min patted his own forehead, slightly closed his eyes, and tears kept flowing out. His voice was tinged with collapse, "Let me calm down... let me calm down... okay?"

  Song Min cried until he was out of breath.

  Wen Yan wiped away the tears on Song Min's face, and the scorching heat from his fingertips made his heart ache. He nodded heavily, "Okay."

  Song Min pushed away Wen Yan's hand and quickly ran to Qu Ran's car, opened the door and got in.

  "What's wrong?" Qu Ran looked at Song Min's tear-stained face, furrowed her brow, and handed her a tissue.

  "It's nothing..." Song Min sobbed, burying his head, "Brother... let's go quickly... don't want to see Wen Yan."

  "Hmm." The car slowly drove away from Wen Yan's side.

  Wen Yan watched as Qu Ran's car disappeared, with a turbulent blackness at the bottom of his eyes.