After her mind was read, the spoiled brat became the darling of the whole group.

Xie Xing rubbed his face and defended himself, saying, "I'm not looking for wealth and status."

Song Yingqiu touched her nose. "Alright, alright, you're the young lady now."

"Third Brother still has to make a living under your command."

Xie Xing straightened his expression, stared into Song Yingqiu's eyes, and said, word by word, "Third Brother, I have never felt that I can disown you after finding my real parents."

“You are my third brother, and always will be.”

Song Yingqiu was stunned for a moment, and his eyes reddened.

Within Xie Xing's sight, he reached out and wiped away his tears, laughing, "You silly girl, you really know how to say nice things to make your third brother happy."

Seeing his appearance, Xie Xing laughed: "Third brother is such a grown man, yet he still cries."

After the two talked things out, Song Yingqiu's awkwardness towards Xie Xing completely disappeared.

He glanced around, then sat down, crossed his legs, tossed a pear in his hand, and started munching on it. "I heard the General's Mansion only recognizes that fake who usurped the position?"

"What? Have they sincerely repented now?"

Yunyan Pavilion is no ordinary shop; its profits are substantial, and not just anyone can afford it.

The fact that the shopkeeper directly addressed Xie Xing as "owner" indicates that Yunyan Pavilion already belongs to her.

Xie Xing poured Song Yingqiu a cup of tea and said, "This shop was given to me by my grandmother."

As for Xie Ansheng and his wife...

Madam Xie still cherishes Xie Mingzhu as a treasure.

Although Xie Ansheng claimed to treat her like his own daughter, he actually did her no favors whatsoever.

[A man who talks a big game.]

Xie Xing pursed his lips.

Song Yingqiu was startled when he suddenly heard the sound again.

His eyes sharpened, and he fixed his gaze on Xie Xing.

That voice just now sounded exactly like his younger sister's voice.

"Xing'er, did you speak again just now?" Song Yingqiu asked tentatively.

Xie Xing shook his head: "No, Third Brother."

Her gaze fell on Song Yingqiu's clothes. The weather was getting colder, and Song Yingqiu was still wearing such thin clothes. She wondered if he would be cold.

[Third Brother, you're dressed so thinly, aren't you cold?]

[You're dressed too lightly. Haven't you been making some money lately? Why haven't you bought yourself any new clothes?]

The system replied: [Song Yingqiu encountered a group of beggars some time ago, and all this money was used to help them; of course, it's not enough.]

The strange sound rang out again.

Now Song Yingqiu was completely certain that the voice was coming from Xie Xing's side.

But she didn't move her mouth, so where did the sound he heard come from?

And that strange sound.

How did you know about him?

Song Yingqiu was filled with doubt and unease.

What has his sister been through during this time?

Is there a monster hiding inside my body?

[A beggar?]

System: [These are people Song Yingqiu met during his time wandering. It's like a butterfly effect; Yunyan Pavilion fell into your hands during that period, and the manager adopted Song Yingqiu's ideas, which is why Song Yingqiu seems a bit better off now than in the original story.]

Xie Xing felt even more heartbroken.

If I give Third Brother a silver note, there shouldn't be any problem, right?

After that sound, the system fell silent.

After a long pause, the system finally replied: "[It should be fine. Your third brother has an exceptional business acumen; with capital, he'll only grow faster.]"

Xie Xing was overjoyed.

Hearing these thoughts, Song Yingqiu felt somewhat uneasy.

Overwhelmed.

"Third Brother, you've been in the capital lately, why don't you go see Eldest Brother?"

Xie Xing suddenly spoke up and asked.

Song Yingqiu touched his nose, somewhat awkwardly, and said, "Now that my elder brother has achieved great success, I can rest assured and won't go looking for him."

"Why?" Xie Xing asked, puzzled.

Shouldn't one be more eager to seek out opportunities after achieving success and fame?

Song Yingqiu coughed twice, his eyes darting around, "Anyway, you should mind your own business."

After you left, the three Song brothers had a fight, especially Song Yingqiu. In his ambition to make something of himself, he ran away from home and became a wanderer, stubbornly refusing to return, saying he would wait until he had achieved fame and success.

Xie Xing understood.

It turns out that the chuunibyou (adolescent delusions of grandeur) spirit within me was burning.

She exclaimed with emotion: "So, even Third Brother harbors a dream of writing a thrilling, action-packed novel."

Song Yingqiu's face flushed red instantly.

He was a little angry and embarrassed.

That damned monster, how does he know so much and tell it all?

Xie Xing certainly wouldn't just hand over the silver notes to Song Yingqiu.

After sitting for a while, she smiled and pulled him up, saying, "Third Brother, we haven't seen each other for a long time. Come and play with me."

"I don't know when I'll have another chance to go out and have fun with you like this again."

Song Yingqiu hesitated.

He glanced at his clothes and said, "Is this how I'm going out with you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xie Xing interrupted him.

She puffed out her cheeks and complained, "Whatever kind of person Third Brother takes me for, no matter who Third Brother is, I will never look down on him."

This wasn't just the original owner's own emotion; she wasn't that kind of person either.

Song Yingqiu's face relaxed.

He was originally an optimistic and cheerful young man. When he heard Xie Xing say this, he put one hand on his waist and the other on Xie Xing's shoulder, and laughed, "Okay, in that case, I'll let you take care of me today, little sister."

"Let's go."

Xie Xing took Song Yingqiu out.

Today was supposed to be a joyous occasion, and she was accompanied by her two maids, Caiyue and Linyi, who bought many things for Song Yingqiu wherever they went.

There were many stalls set up on the street, and people were coming and going all around.

Xie Xing then said to Song Yingqiu, "Third Brother, your idea in Yunyan Pavilion is excellent. I originally wanted to collaborate with you."

"Now that I know it's you, Third Brother, I'm even more determined to help you."

Song Yingqiu scratched the back of his head and laughed, "It's just good luck."

"Those cosmetics were negotiated with me by chance when I met a merchant from abroad."

"They are all goods from overseas."

Xie Xing blinked. "Third Brother, I may not know as much about business as you do, but I can help you in this capital city."

"Just tell me."

Song Yingqiu refused without even thinking.

"Xing'er, what kind of person do you take me for? If your third brother wants to become famous, he will do so through his own abilities. How can he rely on his sister for help?"

Xie Xing tugged at Song Yingqiu's sleeve and said, "Third Brother, you are mistaken."

"I was just trying to make money anyway, but since this person is Third Brother, it makes me feel more at ease."

"Does Third Brother not trust me?"

Song Yingqiu was speechless.

That's not what he meant.

Looking at Xie Xing's stubborn gaze, Song Yingqiu felt a mix of helplessness and warmth.

At least he knew that his sister hadn't abandoned them.

Song Yingqiu shrugged and said helplessly, "Alright, alright, I'll do as you say."

"If our young lady wants to help me, how can I refuse?"

The two walked up to a pitch-pot stall.

Song Yingqiu's gaze fell on a small ceramic figure on it. A smile played on his lips as he pointed at the figure and said, "You used to love this ceramic figure the most. Do you want your third brother to help you take it down?"

at this time.

On the other side of the street corner.

"Yuze, isn't that your sister?"