I'm confronting the scum with the tsundere boss

"Do you think Lin Ci and I can still get together and part ways?" Song Yan sneered, his voice without any warmth: "You are still too naive."

Song Yan spoke cryptically, but Wang Yi understood.

Song Yan glanced at Wang Yi coldly, then withdrew his eyes, lowered his eyes, suppressed the churning emotions in his heart, and continued to eat porridge.

After a long time.

"What are you going to do?" Wang Yi frowned tightly, his throat moved slightly and his voice was hoarse. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he saw that the downcast eyes of Song Yan were full of haze.

"As long as I show that I am still interested in a certain 'toy'," Song Yan said with a mocking face, "but I don't care too much, then this 'toy' is safe."

The corner of Song Yan's mouth twitched, he thought he might have inherited his mother's abnormality.

Just like he was able to send the white cat away, he might have a better solution, but he could fool Wang Yi, but he couldn't fool himself. He was unwilling to let Lin Ci go, so he found a good reason for it.

Wang Yi nodded thoughtfully.

After a while, Wang Yi's dark voice sounded again: "What are you going to do to Qin Nuan?"

Song Yan stopped holding the spoon, squinted his eyes and looked at Wang Yi, and said coldly: "Don't you think it's impolite for you to mention his father's illegitimate son in front of the royal son?"

"The main room? Which age's cancer theory is this?" Wang Yi couldn't help laughing. He got up and took a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator. He looked down and saw that it wasn't the brand Song Yan liked. He raised his eyebrows: " Didn't you say, do you want to change it back? Why didn't you change it?"

Song Yan fixedly looked at the mineral water in Wang Yi's hand. After a while, he turned his head and said lazily, "I don't want to trouble you. The brand Lin Ci drinks tastes okay."

trouble?Wang Yi looked at Song Yan suspiciously. Song Yan's ears were slightly red, and he suddenly understood.

Don't you just want to drink the same brand of mineral water as Lin Ci?As for being so fresh and refined?

"Song Yan," Wang Yi unscrewed the bottle cap, took a sip, put down the water bottle, put his hands on the table, leaned forward, and looked into Song Yan's eyes: "Don't go around the topic, tell me, what are you going to do?" How do you treat Qin Nuan?"

Song Yan was taken aback for a moment, then raised his eyes and watched Wang Yi raise his eyebrows: "It seems that what you care about is not Lin Ci, not me, but Qin Nuan?"

Wang Yi pursed his lips and said nothing, which was equivalent to acquiescing.

Song Yan put down the spoon, pushed the empty bowl aside, stretched his waist and said slowly: "Wang Yi, if I guessed correctly, you belong to my mother, right?"

Wang Yi was his manager who took him with him when he debuted. If he hadn't passed his mother's review, he wouldn't have been with him for so many years.

This can only show one thing, Wang Yi is from his mother's side.

Wang Yi was taken aback when he heard the words, and then sneered.

"Don't say it so disgusting," Wang Yi intentionally made goosebumps trembling: "I don't belong to anyone."

"Okay." Song Yan leaned back, raised his chin, and with a bit of arrogance on his face, he said bluntly, "I don't like Qin Nuan."

Song Yan really didn't like Qin Nuan, he didn't care whether Qin Nuan was innocent or not as an illegitimate child, just thinking of Lin Ci's intentions for Qin Nuan being revealed, he wanted to kill him.

Song Yan could only think about this idea, he clearly understood that Qin Nuan was Lin Ci's savior.

Just because he doesn't like the other party doesn't mean he will repay his kindness with revenge.

"It's just that you don't like it?" Wang Yi hesitated for a few seconds, his sharp eyes fixed on Song Yan again, and asked forcefully, "Will you do something else?"

"What do you want me to do?" Song Yan rolled his eyelids, and said with a sneer, "It seems that I am surrounded by actors...Wang Yi, this is your true face, right?"

Wang Yi spread his hands indifferently.

"Don't worry," Song Yan turned his head and looked at the clear sky outside the window. Right now he and Lin Ci are under the same sky. It feels so good. Song Yan closed his eyes and said calmly: "I Just because I don't like it, doesn't mean I will harm the other party."

Wang Yi thought he understood Song Yan fairly well, so he nodded reassuringly: "Next, what are you going to do?"

"What else can I do?" Song Yan looked away, and he lowered his head and sneered: "Open the chasing wife crematorium."

Wang Yi choked and almost bit his tongue.

After a while, Wang Yi stood up straight and sincerely said to Song Yan, "I wish you success."

"Thank you." Song Yan frowned, his eyes were not friendly, and his face was half a smile: "Why do I think you are very happy to see it?"

"I didn't. This is your illusion." Wang Yi reached out and slapped his nose, looked at Song Yan with disgust, and suggested, "I think you should take a bath first."

Song Yan sniffed hard, as if he couldn't bear the sloppiness around him, he stood up: "Go and deal with Chen Jie, I'll take a shower."

Wang Yi stood still, and asked back, "What should I do?"

"Comfort? Seduce? Be sure to make her your own," Song Yan pretended to be surprised, and his tone was exaggerated: "You can't even do such a simple operation?"

Wang Yi rubbed his eyebrows, and he glanced at Song Yan lightly: "I'm not the kind of person you think."

Song Yan laughed muffled.

Wang Yi waved his hand speechlessly, he opened the door and walked out.

As the door was closed, Song Yan's deliberate relaxation disappeared without a trace.

His face was as deep as water, his lips were tightly pursed, he strode his long legs, walked a few steps to the charging place of the mobile phone, pulled out the charger, and reached out his hand to press the power button.

The mobile phone was turned on very fast, and then the mobile phone was stuck, and a large number of WeChat messages, text messages...all flooded into the mobile phone.

Song Yan suppressed his nervousness, he walked back and forth with his mobile phone in his hand.

After a while, the phone finally quieted down.

Song Yan clutched his cell phone, walked to the window, and started to make the first call.

"Hey, Song Yan," Xia Yi answered the phone quickly, and immediately asked, "What happened to you these two days?"

"My mother has looked for you?" Song Yan reacted quickly, he pondered for a while, and he seemed to think of something: "Yes, she can't contact me, she will definitely check my call records."

Xia Yi opened his mouth, but he couldn't understand.

What kind of mother-child relationship did Song Yan have with his mother?

After Song Yan became an adult, he never called his mother his mother, at most he called him his mother.

Song Yan's mother didn't give Song Yan any space, she just checked call records, flight information, and everything that could be queried.

"Yes," Xia Yi cleared his throat, turned over and sat up, and said seriously: "She came to me and asked what you have been doing lately?"

"What did you say?" Song Yan lowered his eyes, and his slender fingers unconsciously wrote the word "Lin" on the glass window.

"I didn't say anything specific." Xia Yi lit a cigarette: "I just said that you are not in a good mood recently, and you may be under a lot of pressure. I often call to comfort you."

"Thank you, brother," Song Yan smiled with his lips curled up, his smile was astringent: "I know you are also afraid of my mother, but I still have something to ask you."

"What's the matter?" Xia Yi lowered his brows and said in a low voice, "Let's listen first."

"First, find out what happened to Zhou He's family when he went abroad that year." Song Yan's throat rolled, and he lowered his voice: "Second thing, the real estate where Zhou He's accident happened, the accident in Lutian Building Get me a copy of the report."

As soon as Song Yan finished speaking, Xia Yi's face changed in horror.

"Song... Yan!" Xia Yi took a deep breath, trying to make his voice sound more normal: "Why did you suddenly think of checking this?"

"Xia Yi," Song Yan frowned, stretched out his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, his tone was tired: "Others don't understand what it means, don't you understand?"

"You really think it over?" Xia Yi's heart sank, he frowned and asked back: "For Lin Ci, do you think it's worth it?"

"This is the second time you've asked me if it's worth it." Song Yan subconsciously stood up straight, and he raised the corners of his lips: "I tell you, it's worth it! Don't ask me in the future."

Song Yan admits that he sometimes has thick lines, but he is not really stupid, even sometimes, he relies on instinct.

The stupidest thing he did, but also the smartest thing, was that he didn't discover his feelings for Lin Ci early on. He was really lucky, he found out his heart at the most suitable place and at the most suitable time.

Xia Yi held up his mobile phone and didn't know what to say for a while.

What is the value?For people like them, the most suitable marriage model is that they can't have feelings and exchange interests.

Not to mention that Song Yan and Lin Ci are still two men.

What is it worth!

"Don't come forward to investigate yourself," Song Yan was a little worried, he reminded: "You can use the name of your big brother to investigate, my mother dare not act rashly, and dare not alarm my grandfather."

"Okay, I see." Xia Yi understood in seconds.

The Zhao family belongs to a family of meritorious service, and they are of great importance, but each descendant is not as good as one. After Mr. Zhao stepped down, the Zhao family only had a reputation, and they could only shy away from the popular figures of the Shang Xia family.

"Don't say thank you for your kindness, let's not say anything," Song Yan said hoarsely: "I will call Zuo Linsong now to ask him for help."

"And about Zuo Linsong?" Xia Yi was stunned.

"Well," Song Yan raised his head, and said directly, "I need to bypass Zhao Song's forces and investigate Qin Nuan's car accident."

The Zuo Linsong family is a well-known trust group and a global organization, and it is more capable of inquiring about such accidents than the official.

"Are you crazy?" The cigarette in Xia Yi's hand almost fell to the ground, and he asked in surprise, "What are you planning?"

What is he plotting?Song Yan clenched his fists, and after a while, he said hoarsely: "I'm trying to figure out the truth."

Xia Yi was silent.

The two hung up the phone.

Song Yan stood by the window and made phone calls one after another.

After calling for nearly two hours, he finally ended the call, walked quickly to the refrigerator, took out mineral water, and took a sip with his head raised.

Song Yan's throat rolled, he squeezed the mineral water bottle tightly, closed his eyes hard, and the reason he couldn't say lingered around his mouth:

"Sorry, I can't let you leave me, I can only do it, you protect the person you want to protect, and I will protect you."

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I wish you all a happy reading~

One day when Zhubei whitewashed Song Xiaoyan, let me explain this sentence: The stupidest thing he did, but also the smartest thing, was that he didn't discover his feelings for Lin Ci early on. He was really lucky, he was at the most suitable place The place, the most opportune time, had found his heart.

Song Yan knew his mother's surveillance and perverted thoughts since he was a child. He relied on instinct (not daring to be nice to Lin Ci, a little bit bad, but he didn't care at all, and he was also a little paranoid. Can you tell from his many behaviors? Trash can, let Lin Xiaoci strip naked...) Treating Lin Ci, on the contrary, allowed Lin Ci to grow up, and also avoided the fucking clutches.