The heat of summer is almost over and the autumn wind is bleak.
Song Siyuan was sitting in the city gate tower wearing a fashionable windbreaker, her eyes hidden behind brown sunglasses, staring closely at the ordinary people under the city gate.
Li Debiao stood beside him holding a tea tray, nodding and bending like a pug:
"Miss Song, since Secretary Song taught me a lesson last time, we don't dare to do this again. Look, how harmoniously these vendors get along with the security team. The entire police force and the people are very harmonious~"
"If you have any instructions, just let the servants inform you. Why do you need your noble body to come here to blow the autumn wind?"
Song Siyuan smelled the smell of alcohol on his body, and her eyes under her sunglasses were slightly dissatisfied:
"Captain Li, I'm not here to cause trouble for you today, I just want to pick up a friend."
"Huh~"
As soon as Li Debiao heard that he was not causing trouble, he took a long breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and the panic in his eyes disappeared.
"Then...then you are busy, I have to go to the police station."
Li Debiao put the tea tray on the table and ran away in despair. Under the sunglasses, Song Siyuan's lips curved into a smile.
She was about to drink tea when dust rose in the distance from the city gate, and the fat little black horse came neighing.
"Hey, here!"
Song Siyuan stood on the tower and shouted.
"Brother, she is the reporter you mentioned, and she doesn't look as good-looking as you said!"
Yue Erpao chewed the roots of grass and didn't take it seriously.
"What can you see through the city gate tower? Let's wait until we see her."
Yue Guanchao ignored his brother's complaints and ran into the city gate in a hurry. This time, no one stopped him from looking at his ID.
Take the stone steps and climb the tower.
It was nearly half a month before Yue Guanchao saw Song Siyuan again. She was no longer as charming as when they first met. The camel-colored trench coat made her appear gentle and elegant as an intellectual, which was more to his taste.
"Why did you come just now?"
It had been two or three days since the letter was sent, and Song Siyuan thought the letter had been lost. She thought that with Yue Guanchao's resolute personality, if he didn't come after two days, something must have gone wrong. In fact, she had already planned to go to Yingzuiping to find him.
"I have to help my second uncle take care of things before I can come. No, I also brought an oil bottle."
Yue Guanchao showed his brother from behind!
"Is this your biological brother?"
Song Siyuan looked at Yue Guanhai. He was half a head shorter than Yue Guanchao. His wheat-colored skin was well-proportioned and slightly white, with thin muscles all over his body. He had a short head and single eyelids. Although he was not as strong and strong as Yue Guanchao, his facial features were straight and clear, but... he looked at his age. Not big!
"Of course not. This is my second uncle's boy. He has been raised as a younger brother since he was a child."
Yue Guanchao was about to touch the back of his head, but Yue Erpao dodged him.
"Is this Sister Siyuan?"
Yue Erpao saw Song Siyuan take off her sunglasses, and then he felt her beauty.
If Lou Yunxian's beauty is compared to that of a courtesan who is enthusiastic, bright and moving, then Song Siyuan's beauty is obviously that of a talented lady, graceful and charming, giving people a natural sense of scholarly elegance!
"Hurry and wipe your saliva~"
Yue Guanchao woke up his brother who was looking at the beauty.
Song Siyuan smiled:
"Okay, stop teasing him. I have to take you to Futang class to see Lou Yunxian. I heard she has a play this afternoon."
"Okay, enjoy the show."
Meeting the two fairy sisters all afternoon, Yue Erpao felt like he was Zhu Bajie who had only entered Pansi Cave, and his saliva was about to dry up.
They were about to get off the city wall when Li Debiao suddenly ran over:
"Oh, this is my father-in-law, you are here again."
When Li Debiao saw Yue Guanchao here, although his face was full of smiles, he was thinking in his heart that Song Siyuan was probably waiting for this grandson. He dared not speak out in anger, so he could only say a few dry words.
"You guys can't leave yet?"
"What's the matter? You don't want to avenge yourself publicly?"
Yue Guanchao deliberately teased him.
"That...that's not true. How dare I do that? It was the housekeeper of the Song Mansion who called and said he was looking for Miss Song. I didn't dare to neglect and sent it to you immediately."
Song Siyuan knew Uncle Song's personality. He would not call if it was not an important matter. She did say to come to the city gate before she left.
She took the phone call from the police station: "Uncle Song, what do you want from me?"
"What?"
After listening to Uncle Song's call, Song Siyuan's voice rose several times, and her brows were furrowed, obviously unhappy.
"Okay, I understand. I'll ask myself later."
After hanging up the phone, Song Siyuan looked at the two of them: "Come back to the car with me, let's go somewhere."
Seeing them walking away, Li Debiao grabbed the rice cakes from the tea tray and stuffed them into his mouth:
"Hey, this kid is really lucky to have Miss Song favor him so much."
Song Siyuan got off the city wall and called a waiting car. After they all got into the car, she said, "The situation has changed. We may not be able to go to Futang Theater for the time being."
"Miss Song, is there something urgent?"
Yue Guanchao saw her gloomy face, obviously something bad had happened.
Song Siyuan turned around and said coldly:
"The special feature on Tang Dianrong was rejected by the newspaper!"
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