Chapter 26: The Student and His Little Prince (26)
The follower student and his little prince (Twenty-six)
"I'm sorry, Mr. Xu. Our company has recently extended an offer to you, but we are in urgent need of new talent. So we have to recruit other employees first. However, we believe that an excellent person like Mr. Xu will not lack suitable opportunities. We hope to see you again."
Xu Yi hung up the phone with a grim face.
Another call to withdraw the offer. Something is wrong. There must be something wrong!
"What's wrong? Why are you up so early today?"
A pair of arms covered with marks came up from behind Xu Yi.
Song Qing was still a little dazed. Yesterday was Friday so the two of them stayed up very late last night and he was still feeling sleepy now.
"there is a problem."
Xu Yi took a deep breath, and still suppressed his emotions and pretended to be relaxed.
"Didn't I tell you before that I negotiated several good offers with my own abilities? It's strange today. Three companies have called to cancel my offers. There must be something wrong here."
Song Qing's eyes suddenly widened.
"Cancel your offer? That's impossible. Who doesn't know that you and I are a couple now?"
He is about to be recognized as a member of the Song family, and there is no way any company would ignore the Song family's consideration.
Xu Yi groped to the bedside, found a cigarette and lit it, his tone vague.
"That's what I thought, so there must be someone behind this."
"Ahem, you're right. Brother Yi, wait a minute. I'll call someone to check it out."
Song Qing was about to get out of bed to look for his cell phone without thinking, but when he reached the bed, he felt a pain in his waist and stumbled to the ground.
Xu Yi's eyes licked across his red-marked back like tongues of fire, and his eyes deepened when they reached the waist.
As expected, he and Song Ning are a family. His waist is somewhat similar to Song Ning's.
But thinking back to Song Qing's stiffness last night, he felt a little disgusted.
Although Song Qing is also an art student, he is not a dancer but a violinist. He sits for a long time to practice every day. His waist looks thin but is as stiff as a stone, which is not very interesting to touch.
He took a deep breath and then pulled the person back to the bed, offering perfunctory words of comfort.
"There's still no rush. How about you take a good rest first? I must have tired you out last night."
Song Qing's face turned red, and she leaned against his chest with a little joy.
"I'm fine, my waist is just a little sore, brother Yi, you just need to massage it for me."
"Brother Yi, it would be better if you could resolve this matter as soon as possible, so that I can feel relieved."
Xu Yi agreed, got out of bed, picked up the phone and gave it to him, and put his hand behind Song Qing's waist.
Song Qing looked shy as she turned on her cell phone and dialed a number.
"Hello, Dad, it's me, Qingqing."
"Yeah, I know I've been doing pretty well recently. Do you remember the senior dad I mentioned before? He takes good care of me, so I'm doing pretty well in school."
"I'm serious. No one can bully me. Oh, but Dad, I want to ask you for a favor. There was an accident with our senior."
"He's the senior who helped me a lot. He's been so haggard lately that I always feel like something's wrong. Today I asked him about it and found out that all the offers he got based on his ability were suddenly gone. It seems like someone is deliberately messing with him behind his back."
"I don't know either. The senior is a nice person and he is also an excellent student union president. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to get several good offers based on his own abilities before graduation."
"Please, Dad. You know, I used to have a hard time because I had no money. Fortunately, you didn't look down on me and took me to various circles to see the world. Now it's my turn to repay you."
"Okay, thank you dad, I'll wait for your good news!"
As soon as Song Qing finished the phone call, he immediately smiled and took credit for it from Xu Yi.
"It's done. My dad said he'll have his assistant look into this matter, and we'll have the results by tomorrow at the latest, Brother Yi."
Xu Yi's eyes flickered slightly, and a trace of gratitude and affection appeared on his face as he looked down at him.
"Then I'll trouble you uncle. I really love you. It is right for you to listen to me and return to the Song family."
Song Qing snuggled into his arms obediently, tapping his chest with her fingers.
"Yes, Brother Yi, it's a good thing you persuaded me to find out my true life experience, otherwise I wouldn't know that I should have been raised like a little prince like Song Ning."
little Prince?
There was an inexplicable emotion in Xu Yi's eyes.
"Yes, you didn't have to suffer for those twenty years, and you could have grown up being pampered like Song Ning."
Song Qing nodded, with a hint of jealousy and hatred in his eyes.
"Yes, I could have avoided suffering for those twenty years..."
The shining life that Song Ning had should have belonged to him.
Song Yue had only been abroad for two days when he made eight overseas calls to Song Ning.
Song Ning also gradually developed from responding seriously at the beginning to being disgusted.
"I'm fine. Dad, you're so long-winded. Let Lance talk to you."
After Song Ning finished speaking, he stuffed his phone directly into Lance's phone, with the three big words "liberated" written on his face.
Lance wasn't surprised either.
"Uncle Song, if you have any questions, I will answer them on behalf of baby Ningning."
He didn't want to hear the voice of that brat Lance, he wanted to hear the good boy speak!
Song Yue felt a little regretful that he had gone too far and scared the good boy away, so he could only pretend to ask a few questions.
Lance answered each one honestly.
Song Ning rolled his eyes and ran away impatiently.
From Lance's answer, you can tell that the questions his father asked were all the same nonsense he had asked before!
so boring.
Seeing Song Ning running away, an arc of electricity jumped in his eyes.
Lance: "Uncle Song just happened to have something to talk to you about."
Song Yue was about to hang up the phone, but when he heard him say that, he suddenly felt something was not right.
"What's going on? Something happened to Ningning? He's hiding it from me again? Why didn't you inform me right away?"
"No, Ningning baby is safe for the time being."
Lance hinted.
Song Yue's voice sank.
"Lance, just speak up."
Lance walked towards the balcony. In the garden, his little prince was dancing in a good mood.
The agile figure in the sunlight was like a newborn elf hidden in an unknown elf forest. The sunlight cast on him sparkled, and even the flowers bloomed around him. This scene was like a dream turned into reality, making it seem too unreal.
Lance: "Uncle Song, have you been concerned about the Song family's movements recently?"
"Song family? Why are you mentioning that? Don't you know that I have stopped associating with that group of people a long time ago?"
Song Yue asked back unhappily.
Lance said in a humble tone, "How could I not know? It's just that the Song family recently recognized a illegitimate child. Uncle Song, do you know about this?"
With Song Qing's presence, it's time for Song Yue to be alert.