Lin Wanyue sat down and drank a mouthful of wonton soup, and gave the man a thumbs up.

It tasted better than the aunt at home, and he had some talent for cooking.

Chunsheng saw that his sister had already started eating, and couldn't wait to scoop up the wontons and put them in his mouth. He was so hot that he refused to spit them out.

"Eat slowly, there are more in the kitchen."

"Brother Song, your cooking is so delicious!" Chunsheng praised sincerely. If Brother Song has no money in the future, he can still cook to support himself.

"Thank you Chunsheng for your compliment."

Chunsheng blew the wontons in the small spoon and saw a red spot on Song Jiajun's neck opposite him, "Brother Song, is your neck injured?"

Lin Wanyue was choked by the wonton soup when she heard Chunsheng's words, and couldn't help coughing wildly.

Song Jiajun immediately stood up and patted Lin Wanyue on the back, wiped the water stains from the little girl's mouth, and said with a hint of reprimand: "Be careful when drinking, it's dangerous to choke."

Lin Wanyue's eyes were red from coughing. The man's collar was right in front of her, and the red on his neck was extremely conspicuous, which made her eyes hurt.

But this guy was still wandering around in front of her as if he didn't know. Lin Wanyue grabbed his collar and squeezed it tightly.

"Sister, are you feeling better? You have to eat slowly so you don't choke, like me." Sister choked even though she ate so slowly. It seems that she has to eat slower in the future.

"Ahem...Sister is much better, ahem...Chunsheng, eat obediently." Lin Wanyue pinched the man's collar and turned back to Chunsheng and smiled.

Chunsheng quickly lowered his head and drank the soup crazily, and sister laughed so scary...

Song Jiajun could only bend over because his collar was pinched, and he looked at the little girl with a hint of innocence.

"Can't you dress properly? Do you want the whole world to see?" Lin Wanyue was so angry that this bastard ruined my reputation!

"It's unfair, baby. I was a little hot when I got up in the morning, so I didn't button my clothes. I forgot about your... um..."

"If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will sew your mouth shut!!" Lin Wanyue covered the man's mouth that said everything. She was afraid that Chunsheng would hear her and dared to speak in a whisper.

Song Jiajun kissed the girl's palm, and his peach blossom eyes were dotted with smiles, staring at the girl in front of him.

Lin Wanyue, who was attacked by surprise, suddenly withdrew her hand and glared at the old fox fiercely, "Hurry up and eat! Don't be a bitch... Be restrained!"

Song Jiajun sat back in his seat with a smile on his face, glanced at Chunsheng opposite him, and buttoned his collar properly.

Tsk, what a pity, such a beautiful little tooth mark can only be appreciated by myself.

He should have been in front of the camera for a while longer, the audience later must not have seen it.

"I can't bear to watch, how can this man be so coquettish!"

"I have now forgotten how abstinent this man used to be."

"Why don't you answer your brother's question? What's wrong with your neck? Was it a mosquito bite?"

"That's right, why don't you two answer?"

"Why is there no mark on Boss Zhu's body, are you not good enough, Prince?"

"Pass it on, Prince not good enough."

"Pass it on, Prince not good enough."

"Pass it on, Prince not good enough."

......

Song Jiajun didn't know that his coquettish actions not only ruined the girl's reputation, but also his own reputation.

Along with the kiss mark, the entry of "Prince not good enough" also climbed to the hot search.

But the entry was deleted by Shengjiang Group before it was hot, and everyone in the public relations department was terrified. Who made this entry? BIG courage!

"That... our boss... can't...?"

"Has the boss never touched a woman... a little... incapable?"

"You can't do it before you're thirty?? Poor the beautiful boss lady..."

"Shh!! You're asking for death! You deserve to be killed for saying such things!!"

The PR department was silent for a while, and they both had a firm idea in their silent gaze.

To protect the boss's face, just pretend nothing happened.

The PR department was going to keep it a secret, but netizens refused to give up.

The entry that was just being refreshed instantly turned into a 404 page, which further confirmed the netizens' speculation.

It seems that they hit a sore spot. When they showed their affection before, those entries dominated the charts, but Shengjiang Group didn't ban them.

This entry was blocked instantly before it was posted. It seems that the rumor about the prince's inability is not a rumor anymore.

Since this entry was blocked, they created another one. Netizens created one entry after another in a cryptic way, and the PR department, who swore to be loyal to them, blocked them one by one.

The Internet was full of people chasing each other, because the PR department's relentless pursuit made this matter more important than Song Jiajun's neck..

The PR department was trembling with fear for a moment. What should they do? They originally wanted to bury the boss's secret in the soil, but who would have thought that it would sprout and grow tall.

"It's over. We've messed up. Will we be assassinated?"

"I have parents and children to take care of! I'm the backbone of the family!"

"Does assassination count as martyrdom? Is there any compensation?"

The PR department went from being high-spirited and swearing allegiance to being panicked and demoralized.

Song Jiajun didn't know what good things his PR department had done. He had offended the little girl and was standing in the corner.

Chunsheng was also standing in the corner. The two stood side by side by the wall, lowering their heads and standing obediently.

Song Jiajun was punished because Lin Wanyue discovered the ins and outs of the ahoge incident on his head yesterday. Lin Wanyue was so angry that she punched Song Jiajun twice.

Chunsheng was punished to stand. Just now, he took Xiao Rizi out to play. He caught a bunch of ants from somewhere and held them in his palm to show Lin Wanyue.

As soon as he opened his hand, ants were crawling everywhere, and Lin Wanyue's scalp was numb instantly.

Now all the servants in the manor are spreading medicine and cleaning in the main building, and Xiao Rizi is forced to wear a muzzle.

If it was just one thing, Lin Wanyue would not be so angry. Now that two things happened together, she really couldn't help it and made the two stand by the wall for half an hour.

"Brother Song, sister doesn't like little ants."

"Your sister doesn't like Xiao Daimao either."

The two brothers looked at each other and sighed silently.

Lin Wanyue sat on the sofa for a while and her anger subsided a lot. She felt a little sorry when she saw Chunsheng's left and right legs falling back and forth.

"Chunsheng, do you know where you went wrong?"

"I shouldn't have caught the little ants and brought them home. I don't like them."

"It's not that I don't like ants. It's that if you catch the ants and bring them home, they will run everywhere. The uncles and aunts will have to spread the pesticides and clean them up bit by bit. It's very hard. They have to wear a muzzle every day."

"I was wrong, sister. I won't do it again!"

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