After the fake master disappeared, the real master went crazy

Huo Chengfeng didn't know why, his face that had been smiling all the time collapsed, as if a thunderstorm had suddenly fallen in a clear sky, which made people feel frightened.

But only for a moment, his face turned into clear sky, "Xiao Ci, don't think too much, if mom doesn't like you, she won't even bother to talk about you."

"That's true." Song Xici seemed to be convinced by this sentence, and a faint smile appeared on his face, "I was thinking too much. By the way, when is the midterm exam?"

"Just next week, I was reminded in class before the exam." Huo Chengfeng was puzzled, "Why are you asking this?"

Song Xici shook his head and said he was just asking casually, but in fact he didn't think so in his heart. He heard clearly before that Tong Xiaoshan was asking Huo Chengfeng about his studies.

She obviously never cared about learning these things before, but now she starts to care. Is it because of Huo Chengfeng?

If her own grades can also improve and she can get rid of her bad habits, won't Tong Xiaoshan be disappointed in him?

Song Xici had a goal, and his eyes lit up. In the afternoon class, a person who had never opened a textbook started to memorize notes.

Cheng Xiuhe was shocked and sent him a message asking why he had suddenly changed his gender. Song Xici ignored it and just turned his head to give him a booing gesture.

Cheng Xiuhe was even more surprised by his attitude of not wanting to be disturbed. He quickly sent a message to Deng Hantong, but he didn't expect the other party to reply him, "Don't tell me about Song Xici, I'm not interested."

Cheng Xiuhe: "..."

I really don't know when they can reconcile, otherwise, at this time, there would be no one to talk to.

Apart from Song Xici being a little good at sports, he has no talent in other aspects.

This class was a math class, and he took notes honestly and sorted out the case questions given by the teacher, but when it came time to calculate by himself, no matter how he calculated it, it was wrong.

Huo Chengfeng saw that he looked anxious and lost the point, took the draft paper and calculated the answer on the paper a couple of times, "Your foundation is so poor that you don't even know the formula, how can you calculate it without formulas?" .”

"You are so good, Xiaofeng." Song Xici held the pen with admiration on his face. He didn't pay attention to how other people did the questions. He wondered if he was as fluent as Huo Chengfeng.

Huo Chengfeng started to work on his own topic again, and took the time to say to Song Xici: "In your current state, it is difficult to follow the class directly. If you really want to study hard, I suggest you supplement the basics."

In fact, Song Xici didn't have any special feelings about studying hard. He was just thinking that he got into trouble and made Tong Xiaoshan unhappy, so he had to do something to make up for it.

His blank expression fell into Huo Chengfeng's eyes, and Huo Chengfeng frowned, "If you can't make up your mind, you won't make any progress in your studies, Song Xici, you have to think about your future."

future?Song Xici fell silent, he didn't even notice that Huo Chengfeng called his full name in an extremely serious tone just now.

He used to be loved so much that he didn't have to worry about his future no matter what, but now Huo Chengfeng's words have awakened him. He can't rely on his elder brother and mother for the rest of his life. He must be able to afford the future of himself and Huo Chengying .

He promised that once he became independent, he would take Huo Chengying out. At that time, he would not be able to rely on the Song family to support her.

"Thank you, Xiaofeng." Song Xi said his thanks, took out his phone and sent Song Yanting a message.

Song Yanting had been on a business trip before, and this afternoon should be the day for his return.

Gao Yuting was correcting other classes' homework in the office. When school was about to end in the afternoon, she received a call from Secretary Song Yanting. She thought that the secretary was about to start a fight before asking the teacher for a crime, but she didn't expect that it was to apply for Song Xici not to go to evening self-study.

Even in the group of them, they would pick their fingers and play with their mobile phones even in the evening self-study. Gao Yuting had no hesitation and agreed directly. Anyway, as long as there were no troubles in the class, she basically didn't care what Song Xici would do.

So just after the afternoon class, Song Yanting sent a car to pick him up.

He just picked up Song Xici, but he didn't want to bring Huo Chengfeng with him. The one who came to pick him up was Song Yanting's secretary Gao She. After welcoming Song Xici into the car, he cleared his throat and said to Huo Chengfeng: "Master, Mr. Song has Let me convey a few words on your behalf, your good classmate has already settled down for you, please let go of the previous things in the future and live a good life."

"I see." The expression on Huo Chengfeng's face was expressionless, even happy, "Thank you for helping me, big brother."

But after the black Bentley merged into the traffic, Huo Chengfeng suddenly sneered. Song Yanting had inquired about him before picking him up. will bring him back.

His good big brother has been beating him openly and secretly since he was brought back, but if no measures are taken, just beating is of no use.

Gao She did not send Song Xici back to the Song family, but took him directly to Song Yanting's office.

Song's is located in the Jinglong Building in the commercial center. It is the leader of high-end enterprises in City A. Its main product is chips, and it also manufactures and produces mobile phones, as well as many other businesses. Song Xici has almost no influence on Song's industry. conceptual.

Gao She took the elevator with Song Xici to the 24th floor. When the elevator opened, it was facing Song's trademark. After entering the door, there was almost no one in the office, only one or two people who stayed overtime were typing on the keyboard .

Song Yanting's office is at the innermost part of the 24th floor. The interior decoration is very simple, but because of the good lighting, the sunlight pours down from the huge floor-to-ceiling windows and hits the camel-colored carpet, making the office look very luxurious.

In the office, on the opposite side of Song Yanting's desk, against the wall, there is a large desk abruptly, and behind the desk is a bookshelf, which is full of various teaching materials.

Song Yanting was still approving the documents with his head down, closed the folder after reading a document, and waved to Song Xici: "Come here."

Song Xici hopped over, and Song Yanting took out a gadget for him from the drawer. It was a colorful ball with a small mechanism to adjust the mirror inside. It shone brightly in the sun, which was very beautiful.

"Thank you brother." Song Xici narrowed his eyes with a smile.

Song Xici patted him on the shoulder, "Why do you suddenly think of making up lessons?"

"It was the little wind that woke me up. I can't just be under the wings of you and my mother. I have to learn to grow up on my own." Song Xici was a little embarrassed, scratching his sugary ears, "Brother, would you Do you think I'm naive?"

"It's not naive, it's grown up and matured." Song Yanting smiled and said with relief: "Xiaofeng did the right thing this time."

"By the way, Mom seems to be dissatisfied with you recently, what's wrong?" Song Yanting tapped his fingers on the table thoughtfully.

"I was too impulsive and got into a fight with others." Song Xici lowered his head and blamed himself, "I'm sorry, brother."

"Is your fight related to Xiaofeng, to protect him?" Song Yanting asked.

"No, it's because I had some conflicts with my classmates, it has nothing to do with Xiaofeng." Song Xici rested his elbows on Song Yanting's desk, playing with the toys he just got.

"By the way, brother, when did you get an extra desk in your office?" He pointed to the well-lit corner, "You don't want me to make up lessons here, do you?"

"I don't look at you, so don't worry." Song Yanting did not deny that this desk was bought by him for Song Xici's make-up lessons.

"No, are you looking at me?" Song Xici was shocked, "Are you so worried about me?"

"You have endured hardships and studied hard since you were young, and no one is staring at you. Do you think you can persevere?" Song Yanting glanced at Song Xici with a playful look, "Song Song, are you so confident?"

"Then you don't need to watch it yourself, can't you let Xiaofeng watch me?" Song Xici was in a hurry. At such an age, it would be embarrassing for my elder brother to watch me for a make-up class.

If someone knows this and spreads it to him, Song Xici will be even more helpless at school.

"Xiaofeng has to study by himself, so I don't have time to care about you." Song Yanting opened his folder and continued to instruct documents, which meant that he didn't want to talk about it anymore, and the matter was settled.

"Young master, please sit down for a while, I'll get you cake and milk, and the tutor who invited you will arrive soon, we have to work out your study plan together."

Gao She was smiling, and Song Xici suspected that he really wanted to laugh.

"So troublesome?" Song Xici drooped his shoulders, lifted the oval colored ball, and looked at it through the light.

"Just do it well. Since you want to learn, of course you have to learn." Song Yanting said without raising his head: "Gao She, bring him coffee, he won't drink milk today."

"Add more sugar and milk to the coffee, otherwise it will be too bitter and I won't drink it." Song Xici shouted at Gao She's back.

"Squeamish." Song Yanting scolded him, but his tone was with a smile.

Song Xici took a deep breath, and lay down on the sofa relaxedly. Fortunately, the elder brother treated him as before, and fortunately, he did not disappoint the elder brother.

Great.

The pressure in his heart these past few days suddenly relaxed, Song Xici's eyes were sore, and he wanted to cry for the relief he got.

But if he cried for no reason, Song Yanting would force him to ask what happened, and he had no choice but to pour back his tears.

How can boys cry casually.

Gao She brought him a piece of mango-flavored mousse cake and a glass of milk with a little coffee in it.

Song Xici took a sip, and immediately noticed the mystery, and secretly gave Gao She a wink, but in fact, this was ordered by Song Yanting. If Song Yanting didn't say anything, Gao She would just add more milk and milk to his coffee. sugar cube.

When the food was almost finished, the tutor Song Yanting invited arrived, but Tong Xiaoshan and Huo Chengfeng also came together.

The expression on Tong Xiaoshan's face was not very happy, "Yanting, you want to ask the teacher to make up lessons for Song Song, why don't you bring Xiaofeng with you?"