The door of Song Yuqing's bedroom—

With a creaking sound, the door opened.

My sister Song Yuqing stood inside the door, staring at the brother Song Zhichao who turned around and was about to leave with bright eyes, and said with a stern face: "What are you doing when you knock on the door?"

Song Zhichao: “…”

I originally thought about a lot of words and even made up my mind to apologize to my sister, but when I was really facing my sister, I couldn't say a single word.

"Ahem, my parents went to the teahouse for breakfast. I'm afraid you'll be hungry. The food in my third sister-in-law left is pretty good. Do you want to eat a little?" Song Zhichao put on a very easy-going attitude and said embarrassedly.

"That's all?" The little sister Song Yuqing stared at him.

Song Zhichao scratched his eyebrows with his left finger, "If it's not these, what else are there?"

When Song Yuqing heard this, she acted and wanted to close the door. Song Zhichao hurriedly said, "I'm sorry." Her voice was very low.

Song Yuqing heard it clearly, looked at the embarrassed old man, and hugged his arms: "What did you say just now?"

Song Zhichao: "..." Touching his chin, "Uh, I said I'll let you go down to have a meal."

Song Yuqing curled her lips: "Is it that difficult to say sorry?"

Song Zhichao: “…”

Firming up, "It's a bit difficult."

Song Yuqing couldn't help but laughed, but immediately said with a tense face, "Okay, I have a lot of it, accept your apology."

Song Zhichao was stunned for a moment: "It's so easy?"

Upon hearing this, Song Yuqing turned her face tense again: "Of course it's not that easy - you need to reflect..."

“Uh, reflect?”

"Yes, it's reflection. First of all, you have to reflect on your position in this family - you are not a landlord class, and I, my parents, are not tenants who work for you, so you don't have the right to ask us to do this or that..."

Song Zhichao scratched his scalp, "I didn't ask you to do anything, I also provide free food and drink for you, and I'll give you credit card..."

"Look at you, this is the idea of ​​the capitalist exploiting class - who are your parents, who are you, who are the ones who gave birth to you, are you wrong to serve them? Who am I, I am your sister, your sister spends you a little money before getting married, and will pay you a lot of money when you work in the future. You still make a profit... Such a simple question, can you be so exaggerated?"

Song Zhichao: "I..."

I feel that it is a loss for my sister not to cheat others.

"What do I do? You need to reflect!" Song Yuqing said, "Of course, I have done something wrong during this period. I shouldn't be scrambling outside, I shouldn't swipe the card, I shouldn't study hard, and I fantasize about star dreams all day long... I also need to self-examination."

Song Zhichao: "Uh, that's just right."

"What does it mean? I'm just criticizing myself—" Song Yuqing had a stern face, "Also, you should reflect on the reality of our family, that is, my parents and I don't want to become the upper class in Hong Kong, nor do I want to go out to socialize with you or smile with others. We want to live our own lives, so don't force us to do this or that."

Song Zhichao nodded, "Okay, I admit that I didn't do well in this."

Seeing that his brother admitted his wrong attitude, Song Yuqing showed a gratifying expression of "a child can teach" on her face.

Seeing that her sister seemed to be much happier, Song Zhichao asked, "I heard that you are very close to the one named Peter Chen recently..."

Song Yuqing's little face immediately changed: "Why, are you monitoring me?"

It turns out that there is indeed a rich son named "Peter Chen" in school recently who is pursuing Song Yuqing.

Song Yuqing didn't catch a cold from him, and felt that this person only knew how to be cool and handsome, and had no meaning.

However, I had an accident not long ago and was teased by several young and dandy guys at the door of the bar. It was Peter Chen who came forward to save him.

This "hero saves beauty" made Song Yuqing somewhat change her mind about this rich family.

But this matter is very secretive. No one knows except for a few good friends around him. Unexpectedly, his brother Song Zhichao suddenly brought it up.

Song Zhichao shrugged: "I care about you too... That Peter Chen is not simple, please stop interacting with him."

Song Yuqing rolled her eyes.

Seeing this, Song Zhichao knew that he had said the wrong thing again, so he hurriedly said, "Okay, let's not talk about these things for now... You haven't eaten yet, so why don't I ask my third sister-in-law to heat you up the food..."

At this time, Song Yuqing's cell phone rang in her bedroom.

Song Yuqing went into the room to answer her phone, and then said to Song Zhichao: "No need, a friend invites me to dinner."

"Friend? What kind of friend? Isn't it that Peter Chen again?"

"You have to care!" Song Yuqing gave her brother a blank look and began to pack up her things.

Song Zhichao stood at the door helplessly and looked at his sister: "Does the third sister-in-law's meal still have to be hot?"

Song Yuqing didn't say anything.

Song Yuqing packed up her things and came to the door.

Song Zhichao blocked the door and saw that his sister was about to speak again, so he hurriedly said, "I'll send you over - even if you apologize, you must not refuse."

Song Yuqing opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say it.

...

Causeway Bay, Hong Kong—

At 10 o'clock in the morning, the crowds in Causeway Bay gradually increase. However, compared with the colorful and luxurious Causeway Bay in the evening and the night sky, the streets at this moment can only be called "cold".

Song Zhichao drove slowly on the streets of Causeway Bay with his sister Song Yuqing.

Song Zhichao originally wanted Jin Jiu and Niu Xiong to drive him and his sister out, but Song Yuqing said that Jin Jiu and Niu Xiong were too fierce and refused to let them go. She said that this would scare her friends, and she also said that Song Zhichao was not sincere and would not let others drive if he was sincere.

There was no choice but to give Jin Jiu and Niu Xiong a day off, act as a driver, and drive Song Yuqing to meet her friend in a black BMW.

"Is your friend a man or a woman?" Song Zhichao drove while placing his sister's words.

"You will know when you arrive." Song Yuqing sat in the passenger seat, holding her mobile phone to send text messages.

"Do you tell me what to do? I'm mentally prepared. I'll know what to say when I meet later." Song Zhichao continued to work hard.

Song Yuqing: "You don't have to see them - just stay in the car."

Song Zhichao: “…”

I was a little unhappy, "You really treat me as a driver."

Song Yuqing then looked up at him: "Who made you gossip so much?"

After a week after the Black BMW went on Russell Street, she reached a music bar, and Song Yuqing urged Song Zhichao to stop here.

Song Zhichao looked around through the car window and found that it was obviously a bar street. It was just that it was broad daylight now, and there was no such brilliant lights. Instead, looking at the different bar signs, I felt a lifeless feeling.

"Your friend invites you to have a meal here?" Song Zhichao asked with a frown.

"What, isn't it possible?"
Chapter completed!