After kicking out my ex-husband, his brother and I got back together.

Beijing City is not close to T City. The good young master of Liyang Group came here to be an intern?

There is a problem, there must be a problem.

The more Zheng Yanqing thought about it, the more wrong she became, so she called Ke Bin again.

……

As soon as Su Xiaojun got home, her phone buzzed. She opened the message and it was Song Jin who had just added WeChat this afternoon.

Song Jin: [Teacher Su, I think you are young and promising. I am only one year younger than you. Can I call you Sister Xiaojun from now on? 】

Song Jin: [Although it is an honorific to call me teacher, I think it is better to call me sister Xiaojun. 】

Su Xiaojun smiled slightly. This person really cared about details and had so many ideas about how to address such a problem.

She changed her shoes, sat on the sofa, and typed a reply.

Su Xiaojun: [Anything is fine, you can call me whatever you think is good. 】

As soon as the news was sent out, news about Song Jin came back.

Song Jin: [Okay, Sister Xiaojun! [Big dog’s gentle face.jpg]]

The emoticon showed a big golden retriever head with a very gentle and well-behaved expression. Su Xiaojun chuckled and put down the phone.

The next time she and Song Jin met was actually two weeks later.

When he met Song Jin this time, he was not as energetic and lively as last time, but was very depressed.

The two of them sat at the hot pot table, looking at the bubbling hot pot, but Song Jin couldn't be happier.

Su Xiaojun noticed something was wrong with him and asked.

"What's wrong? You don't seem to be in a high mood."

Song Jin lowered his head and sighed, put the freshly blanched shrimp into his oil dish and dipped it in, then took a big mouthful and put it into his mouth.

"Don't mention it, I can't do it as a reporter."

"why?"

Su Xiaojun asked.

Song Jin shook his head and stuffed another shrimp slider into his mouth, making his cheeks bulge.

"My dad found me and told me to go back, otherwise he would send people to poach all my colleagues in the project team!"

Su Xiaojun's eyes widened in shock.

"what?"

Who would force his own children to leave like this?Dig people!This was the first time Su Xiaojun saw a parent use this method.

Song Jin finished swallowing the shrimp sliders in his mouth, and then put the duck intestines into his mouth.

He complained as he ate.

"I don't know who is so wicked that he actually told my dad the news about me in T city. Now my dad has sent my brother on the way to T city. He said he would arrest me back. This may be me This is the last hot pot meal I’ll have with you.”

As he spoke, he also made a sad fake gesture.

Su Xiaojun suddenly felt that he was a little cute like this.

Song Jin continued to frown and complain.

"Obviously there is an elder brother at home who will inherit the family business, so what else does it have to do with me? I just like a job where I can travel around and come into contact with many people and things. I don't want to stay in the office every day reading emails and approving documents."

He poked his chopsticks over and over again in his bowl, unable to get rid of his scowl.

Su Xiaojun was stunned. Last time she was thinking about how bad it would be for Song Jin, an intern, to ask him to pay for coffee. Now she knew that this person was also an invisible rich second generation.

She couldn't change the outcome, she could only try her best to comfort him.

"There's nothing wrong with going back and learning to inherit the family business. You should be more open-minded. At least you can stay with your family."

"Oh my God, please don't. When I get home, my dad's curse makes me have a headache." He waved his hand.

"Sister Xiaojun, you don't know that my father is very cruel. My brother was strictly controlled by him when he grew up, and now he can sit in the position of president of the company. When I was a child, my brother and I had completely different personalities at my grandma's house. Same, but my dad insists that I go back to manage the company."

There was a pained expression on his face.

"When I came to work, I hid it from them. My father forced me to major in finance in college, and I secretly passed the postgraduate journalism exams. I was in a difficult situation!"

The heat from the hot pot made both of their faces turn red. Song Jin clapped his hands and spread them to both sides.

"There is nothing now. Although I am already 26, I don't feel that I have grown up at all. My heart is still young. Growing up is really troublesome."

After he said this, Su Xiaojun was stunned.

Song Jin is exactly the opposite of Zheng Yanqing. Zheng Yanqing is 19 years old now, but he is as mature as 29.The 26-year-old in front of me looks like he is 16, and his tone of voice is almost the same as Feng Shucheng's.

After dinner, Song Jin hugged Su Xiaojun again.

"Sister Xiaojun, if I come to T City again in the future, I will definitely come to play with you again. When my dad relaxes his control a little bit, I will run away again!"

Su Xiaojun was amused by him and patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't bother yourself. Maybe you can go back and have a good communication so that your family can understand you?"

Song Jin shook his head.

"Forget it, my dad is very cruel."

The two of them were chatting and walking slowly along the riverside in T City.

It was almost winter, and the wind on the riverside was a bit strong. Song Jin was wearing a jacket and tried to pull up the zipper, but it got stuck.

Su Xiaojun really felt that this man was no different from a child, so she used her hands to help him fix the zipper, but unexpectedly, the zipper got stuck on the side. Su Xiaojun tried hard but couldn't get it off.

Song Jin originally raised his head so that Su Xiaojun could do it for him, but after raising his head for a long time, he was tired. Just when he wanted to relax and rest for a while, he heard Su Xiaojun say, "It's okay."

When Su Xiaojun raised his head, he happened to see Song Jin lowering his head, so Su Xiaojun's forehead hit Song Jin's chin.

The two took a few steps back in pain, and finally looked at each other and laughed.

Song Jin's laughter was so hearty and contagious that Su Xiaojun couldn't stop smiling as long as she looked at him.

"No, stop laughing, I'm really scared of you!"

Su Xiaojun held her stomach.

It had been a long time since she had laughed so heartily. Ever since Zheng Yanqing's accident, her life seemed to be filled with melancholy and helplessness.

After listening to Song Jin's complaints about her father and family tonight, she even complained a few words along with Song Jin.

Now she laughs until her stomach hurts, which makes her very relaxed.

Neither of them noticed that on the opposite side of the green flower bed from the riverside railing, there was a man in a wheelchair with his fists tightly clenched.

Ke Bin stood behind Zheng Yanqing and felt like he was freezing next to Zheng Yanqing.

"Mr. Zheng, it's quite cold here. Let's go back."

Zheng Yanqing also gritted his teeth.

"Yes, on such a cold day, she is still outside blowing the cold wind with others, and she is not afraid of catching a cold!"

Needless to say, Ke Bin knew who Zheng Yanqing was talking about, but he didn't sympathize with his boss at all, and he even felt a little happy in his heart.

This man insisted on driving the person away at first, but now he couldn't stand it when the person was happily chatting with others.

Ke Bin thought for a while, bent down slightly and whispered.

"Mr. Zheng, didn't you notice that Miss Su was very relaxed when she was with Master Song?"

His words were like lighting the fuse of a dynamite pack. Zheng Yanqing slammed the armrest of the wheelchair.

"When will the people from Beijing come to pick up their young master!"