(Seventy) Haven't even held hands, is that considered dating?

  For several days, Song Min didn't dare go out because he was afraid of being recognized by people.

  Weibo has been blowing up, fans are still increasing, and private messages have accumulated tens of thousands.

  Song Min thought, maybe she's really going to be famous...

  "Bang bang bang", the sound of knocking on the door rang out.

  Song Min was startled and his scalp felt numb, he had a bad premonition, tiptoed to the door and looked outside from the peephole.

  She is a little girl who makes up lessons during holidays.

  Song Min let out a sigh of relief and opened the door.

  The little girl was panting with her hands on her hips, with beads of sweat hanging from her forehead and the tip of her nose, obviously having run here.

  "What's wrong? Come in quickly." Song Min stepped aside to let the little girl in.

  "It's nothing, it's nothing." The little girl panted heavily and waved her hand, "Sister, are you okay?"

  She studies in the city and can only come back once every two weeks. Previously, when she saw Song Min being blackened, she was worried to death. Song Min didn't even reply to her private messages, making her think that something had happened to her. It wasn't until she saw Song Min's video that she slightly put her mind at ease. As soon as she came back, she rushed to see her.

  "It's nothing." Song Min smiled and asked, "Why are you running in such a hurry?"

  "It's okay, it's okay." The little girl swallowed her saliva and was no longer panting as heavily as before. "Sister, I'm leaving now, still have to go for supplementary lessons."

  "En, jiā yóu." Song Min nodded and made a "jiā yóu" gesture with his hand to the little girl.

  Song Min posted on Weibo: Just had a little sister who came running to see me during the make-up class for the holiday, so warm [heart]

  The comments started exploding again, Song Min was extremely regretful of his own impulsiveness in posting on Weibo and threw away his phone to silently cry.

  Song Min's resume sent to her own family company has news, and the company calls to let her go for an interview tomorrow.

  In the evening, Wen Yan walked with Song Min, and just as Song Min was about to tell him this matter.

  Someone called Wen Yan on the phone.

  Wen Yan glanced at the number, released Song Min's hand, rubbed her hair, and walked to the side to answer the phone: "Hello?"

  Song Min's heart sank slightly, and she began to feel uncomfortable. Wen Yan answered the phone and avoided her. Song Min lowered her head, and her toes tapped lightly on the cobblestone floor, feeling a little stifled inside.

  "I and Old Zhao will come to see you over the weekend, be sure to leave some time for us!" The woman's bright voice came through the phone, followed by a few seconds of stunned silence.

  It seemed that at that moment, she went back to the time when she was in college. She would always call and say: Wen Yan, it's the weekend, let's go out for dinner! We won't return until we're drunk!

  The voice in memory overlapped with the sound at the side of the ear, and Wen Yan was stunned for a few seconds before coming back to his senses. "Uh... are you guys coming?"

  "Really? Let's take a look at you."

  "Good." He agreed readily and turned to glance at Song Min, who was lowering his head, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. "Let me treat you guys to a big meal."

  Hanging up the phone, Wen Yan walked over, Song Min continued to lower his head and pretend to kick stones to cover up his bad mood.

  Wen Yan led Song Min along, and they didn't say a word all the way, as if they had a lot on their minds.

  Song Min kicked the stones all the way, feeling more and more suffocated in his heart.

  Song Min

  On the stairs, Wen Yan softly called out to Song Min.

  "Ah?" Song Min raised his head, and his eyes seemed slightly red.

  Wen Yan grabbed Song Min's hand and pushed her against the wall, pressing himself against her. "Why didn't you say a word all along?"

  Song Min hung his head and remained silent.

  Sighing softly, he lowered his head and said, "At least let me know..."

  "Ah!" Song Min suddenly couldn't bear being too close to Wen Yan, her heart was in a mess. She pretended to be very surprised and raised her head, calling out softly: "I just remembered something very important!"

  "Hmm?" Wen Yan's eyebrows furrowed slightly as he caught the fleeting panic in Song Min's eyes just now, and his heart inexplicably felt a twinge of unease.

  "Go home, go home." Song Min pushed away Wen Yan and ran up the stairs.

  "Slow down." He said with a warm and helpless tone from behind.

  Song Min ran even faster, quickly opening the door and slamming it shut with a loud bang.

  Warm words faced the closed door, with eyes growing deeper.

  Song Min hastily washed up and went to bed as soon as he got home, without even glancing at his phone.

  Woke up in the morning and saw Wen Yan's message, my fingers paused on the screen for a long time before finally clicking return.

  Sitting on the bus going to the city, Wenyan sent another message: Are you up?

  Song Min took a deep breath and replied: Go for an interview.

  Warm words: Yeah, come on!

  She gently pressed the temples that were swollen from anger, and the dark circles under her eyes were very noticeable.

  Dr. Li saw him and teased: Take it easy, your body is important.

  Warm words can only bitterly smile.

  Song Min put away his phone and leaned his head against the glass, slowly feeling sleepy.

  The train arrived at the station while I was dozing off.

  Song Min drove a car to the company.

  To be honest, Song Min only came to the company a few times when he was a kid and hasn't been here in years, so it's still quite unfamiliar.

  As he was an intern, the HR manager simply asked a few questions and had a woman in her 30s take Song Min to do the paperwork.

  "My surname is Liu, just call me Sister Liu."

  "Ah, Sister Liu."

  While waiting in front of the photocopier to copy something, Liu Jie chatted with Song Min, "You look like you're alone!"

  "Huh? I'm a common face hahaahaha." Song Min nervously adjusted her glasses, which had frames, in order to avoid being recognized.

  "What are you talking about? You look so good! Do you know that video that was popular online a couple of days ago?"

  Song Min shook his head and looked at Liu Jie with a kind and harmless gaze.

  "But it really is like him!" Liu sister looked up and down at Song Min, sighed.

  "You fill out this form, and I'll photocopy these. You take them and keep them safe. Just give me the completed form."

  "Hmm." Song Min took his student ID and diploma, sat down on one side to fill out the form.

  Liu Jie poured a glass of water for Song Min and placed it beside her, taking a glance at Song Min's name tag. "You're surnamed Song? Same surname as the big boss."

  "Haha, really......" Song Min's laughter was quite stiff.

  After filling out the form, Liu Jie checked it over and then told Song Min: "That's all done. Next Monday, go directly to the finance department to report for duty. If your work permit is ready, come by my place to pick it up."

  "Alright."

  "If you're not in a hurry to leave, you can take a walk around the company and get familiar with it ahead of time."

  "Uh-huh."

  After Liu Jie left, Song Min didn't think about staying for long either. After packing everything up, he was just about to leave.

  Song Qing and his party suddenly appeared.

  Song Qinghe and Zheng followed his dad and the company's shareholders to inspect the company. Seeing Song Min wink at her, she was asked to wait in the office. As a result, Song Min turned around with his bag and ran away, running faster than a rabbit, disappearing into thin air.

  Song Qing endured the faint headache, how could Wen Yan tolerate Song Min's behavior? There was no tacit understanding between siblings at all. Was it still his clever and sensible younger sister?

  "How did this happen?" a shareholder asked Song Min's uncle, after all, the children of the Song family grew up under his watchful eye, although he was old, his eyesight wasn't that bad, "Is that little girl Song Min?"

  "Yes, this kid insists on entering the company with her own strength." Song Min shook his head in great helplessness, but there was pride in his voice, "What can we do? Let her be, after all, our Min'er is also capable."

  For a moment, Song Qinghe's heart was like an overturned five-flavor bottle. Obviously, he was the one born to his father... Ever since Song Min was born, wherever she was, he would definitely have no sense of presence... Not just him, but also his older brother and Song Hao were all the same...

  "Hey, this is really like your family's Old Three!" The shareholder sighed.

  Song Min asked Liang Yi to have lunch together at noon.

  If it weren't for accompanying shareholders to dinner, Song Qinghe would definitely follow closely behind.

  Song Min stirred the noodles, but he didn't have any appetite at all.

  "What's wrong?" Liang Yi felt the gloomy aura emanating from Song Min and couldn't help but ask her.

  "It's nothing."

  "Did you have a fight with your boyfriend?" Liang thought that Song Min rarely got angry about anything, even when he was being smeared online before, he didn't seem to care. This gloomy and unhappy look could only be because of love, right?

  "He always avoids me when he answers the phone." Song Min poked his face slightly.

  "Didn't your second brother also avoid me when he answered the phone?" Liang Yi blurted out without thinking.

  After finishing speaking, both people fell silent.

  Song Min's eyes flashed with a hint of white light, and a sly smile appeared on his face. "Didn't my second brother also avoid you when he made the phone call?"

  In an instant, the gloomy look from just now was swept away, her eyes curved into crescent moons, and her whole person became lively.

  "Ah... " Liang Yi's face flushed slightly red, she picked up the juice beside her and took a sip to cover it up, "Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue."

  "Sister~~~~" Song Min started acting cute.

  "He said he's afraid I'll find him annoying!"

  "This is not important, what's important is, are you with my second brother?"

  "Not... " Liang Yi took another sip of juice, a hint of helplessness flashing in her eyes. Last time she had already hinted at it, basically making it clear, but Song Qing was still clueless, not reacting at all. It was really infuriating that he wasn't sharp when he needed to be, so stupid.

  Song Min drank a mouthful of juice and chuckled. Liang Yijie said to her second brother, "You still have deep feelings for each other."

  Song Min stayed at Song Qing's house and didn't go back home in the evening.

  When Wen Yan called, Song Min was blowing her hair and asked Song Qinghe to answer for her.

  "Hello?" Song Qinghe's voice had a hint of impatience.

  "Qing He?" Wen Yan heard that it was Song Qinghe, and his voice stiffened. Do you even need to control phone calls?

  "While blowing hair." Song Qing and absent-mindedly passed on a message to Wen Yan: "Won't be going back tonight."

  Listening to the faint sound of the blower "humming", Wen Yan's voice lowered a few degrees, "Is there anything wrong with Song Min today?"

  "It's quite normal, what did you do to provoke her?" Song Qinghe took a glance at Song Min who was blow-drying her hair, and indeed, there was nothing abnormal about it.

  "That's good." Wen Yan's temples were throbbing with pain, he also had grievances that he couldn't express. Song Min always made him die without understanding. Wen Yan changed the subject, "Qing He, after all these years of friendship, can't you be a bit more friendly to me?"

  Song Qinghe: "Cannot."

  Warm words: "......"

  Wen Yan hung up the phone directly, Song Qinghe was really too annoying, this kind of childish temper couldn't be resolved until now, it's no wonder that Er Sao of Song Min is still not settled.

  "What's wrong with Wen Yan?" Song Qinghe asked, sitting on the sofa with his arms around his knees.

  Song Min put away the hair dryer and sat down on the sofa, looking down at the floor with his eyes cast down, "It's nothing."

  "To be honest." From young to old, as long as Song Min told a lie, his eyes would wander around.

  "It was him who avoided me when he answered the phone, and I felt a bit uncomfortable." Song Min pursed her lips, actually today after Liang Yi said that, she suddenly felt relieved, after all, Wen Yan had always been so obedient to her.

  "Although my brother doesn't really like Wen Yan, he avoided answering the phone for you, just because he didn't want to bother you." Song Qinghe patted Song Min's head and continued to tease: "He's so old and it's his first time falling in love, so be more patient with him."

  "How did you know he's a first-timer in love?" Wen Yan had clearly been in love before!

  Song Qing raised an eyebrow, "You think you're in a relationship without even holding hands?"

  Brilliant... Song Min almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, his second brother was indeed brilliant...

  Song Qinghe continued to raise an eyebrow, "What am I doing like this?"

  "I'm a bit heartbroken, how could I have a friend like you?"

  "I'm still worried about him, how could he have a girlfriend like you?"

  To be honest, Song Qing and Qian thought that Wen Yan would find a girlfriend who is intelligent, elegant and beautiful beyond compare. After all, Wen Yan's extraordinary IQ and average-looking girls couldn't hold on to him. Unexpectedly, Wen Yan eloped with his sister, and was completely dominated by her.

  It's been ages...