After Rebirth, I Decided To Inherit the Family Property

Cheng Jiaming didn't dare to get out of the air.

In his impression, Qin Ke was a very restrained person. Even if someone provoked him before, he would only walk away blankly, and both of them dismissed each other's lofty appearance.

But at this moment, the pain from his wrist told him that Qin Ke was angry.

Cheng Jiaming has never seen Qin Ke angry, but in his subconscious, he always thinks that Qin Ke, who is his age, should not have such a strong sense of oppression, let alone look at two jumping clowns, with contempt in his eyes. mean.

It's as if standing in front of him is not his classmates from college, but two-tier superstars whose qualifications and popularity are much higher than him.

"You, you got it wrong." Cheng Jiaming lost his smile, "It's not what you think, we have been in friendship for many years, right, you can let me go first."

Qin Ke didn't let go: "I don't want to hear this."

Cheng Jiaming was helpless, so he turned his head and said to the phone: "I was talking nonsense just now, Qin Ke is not in that kind of relationship with his boss, don't believe it."

The person who listened to the whole process on the phone: "..."

Although I didn't believe it, but you are too fast to slip and kneel.

Qin Ke actually felt the same way.

Regardless of the previous life or the current life, he didn't want to pass it, just a role in two plays. How could Cheng Jiaming, who had always been above the top, find ways to target him.

He even sacrificed his own future twice.

If Song Yunran knew what he thought, he would definitely think lovingly: "Stupid boy, because you are the protagonist. The princesses in fairy tales are all framed by others. With such a simple reason, your IQ is not even this. Can’t understand?"

"Is it all right?" Cheng Jiaming's trembling voice interrupted his thoughts.

Qin Ke retracted his hand and looked at him slowly: "Go away."

Cheng Jiaming rolled numbly.

He rolled on both sides, thinking on both sides, it seems that after Qin Ke's resources soared, his temper has also grown, and the two must be careful in the future, and must not let the other party catch the handle again.

Suddenly, Qin Ke whispered to him: "Cheng Jiaming."

Cheng Jiaming turned back subconsciously: "Hey, what's the matter?"

After speaking, I wanted to slap myself in the face and answer so flatteringly what is it for!

A few meters away, Qin Ke swept over with his eyes coldly: "I'll do it for myself."

Cheng Jiaming was stunned, two bursts of chill rushed from his spine to his temples.

For a brief moment, it was as if his skull had been removed, and all his dirty thoughts were seen through by people's eyes.

Real fear spread from the soles of his feet. He swallowed hard, did not dare to say two more words, and fled the scene in a panic.

In the evening, Qin Ke returned to the upper court of Xicheng.

Before getting off the car, he thought for a while and told his assistant Xiao Ke: "There is an actor named Cheng Jiaming in the same crew. He used to be a classmate of my university, but our relationship is not very good."

Xiao Ke is a smart person and immediately promised: "Understand, I will report to the company and try to avoid other contacts with you."

Qin Ke thanked him, got off the car and crossed the apartment's underground parking lot, preparing to take the elevator upstairs.

As soon as he entered, he heard someone shouting "Wait a second", so he pressed the door open button, retreated to the innermost corner of the elevator, and waited for people from outside to come in.

"Thanks--"

Song Yunran's voice stopped abruptly in the air, and people stopped moving.

Qin Ke: "?"

Song Yunran took a few deep breaths, and secretly accused Assistant Tang of being unfavorable. Had Qin Ke lived in the same two apartments with him, he wouldn't have met someone as soon as he got home from get off work!

No, I have to alienate him.

Song Yunran thought that he must not be allowed to make mistakes.

Thinking of this, he stepped back and wanted to leave the elevator as soon as possible.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, he seemed to see Qin Ke's lips move a few times, as if saying something to him.

Before Song Yunran could react, he was suddenly caught by something on the left and right sides of his body and bounced away quickly.

Song Yunran caught off guard: "Ah!"

In fact, the pain is not painful, that is, he was wandering just now, and the two episodes were too unexpected, which directly scared him into two screaming chickens.

"..."

Qin Ke couldn't stand it anymore, and simply stepped forward and pulled the boss who had just been caught by the elevator door into the car, "Why are you standing there?"

Song Yunran was still a little confused, and said with horror on his face: "I was caught by the door."

Qin Ke: "...Well, I saw it."

"You don't understand, I was caught by the door again!"

Song Yunran remembered the unbearable past when he was just reborn. At that time, he wanted to use money to cut off Qin Ke's famous path, but he was trapped by the magical power of the original work and would be caught in the elevator for several days.

"Why is this?" he muttered to himself in wonder.

Isn't it okay to stay away from Qin Ke?

Can't because Qin Ke is the protagonist, the tool man must accept his love unconditionally.

Qin Ke was silent for a few seconds before explaining, "The reason why you are caught by the door is that the induction system of the elevator door is probably malfunctioning. Just wait until the property inspection is notified. It is not a big problem."

Song Yunran was desperate, suspecting that Qin Ke had regarded him as a mentally retarded, but also deeply felt that this was just like talking about him.

He shook his head and didn't want to discuss this problem with Qin Ke anymore. After pressing his own floor, he glanced over the bag on the other party's body, a little curious about what was filled with it, but after all, he didn't take the initiative to speak up.

Wan Liang Qin Ke misunderstood what he meant and confessed directly to him what to do.

That's not good, a man will only affect the extent to which he makes money.

Qin Ke sighed and said, "The bag is filled with clothes and shoes for training in the martial arts gym, as well as two pairs of knee pads."

Song Yunran was startled, how did he know what I was thinking?

Qin Ke turned his face and asked with a smile, "Mr. Song, has anyone told you that what you want in your heart is often written on your face?"

Song Yunran closed her lips tightly and put on a posture of refusing to communicate.

Qin Ke noticed his abnormality and couldn't help asking: "Is this any new gameplay, deliberately not talking to me?"

"...?"

New, play, and method?

Song Yunran was shocked, shouldn't Qin Ke think that he was playing a game!

He quickly cleared his throat and said, "No, it's just too tired."

Qin Ke looked at his radiant face, and didn't see where to start with this tired character.

But out of courtesy, he added two more sentences before leaving the elevator: "Then you pay attention to your body and take a good rest."

The angle he turned around was just right, and the lights from the corridor and the elevator blended on his face, reflecting the gaze in his pitch-black eyes affectionately. In addition, Qin Ke's voice is very magnetic, and at first hearing it adds a sense of atmosphere of whispering love words.

The elevator doors closed slowly.

The wall of the mirror showed Song Yunran's dumbfounded face.

Qin Ke actually cared about his physical condition and gently told him to take a good rest!

What is this intention?

Is it because the silent spring rain turned into a moisturizer to impress him?

Hey, Qin Ke, your love-brained persona really doesn't collapse.

Song Yunran returned home with a heavy heart.

The aunt who took care of his daily life stuck her head out of the kitchen: "Yunran back?"

"Yeah." He replied feebly.

The aunt smiled and said, "You wash your hands and rest twice, and dinner will be ready soon. Today, my country relatives sent two baskets of native eggs. I will help you make an omelette?"

"What fried eggs?!"

Song Yunran couldn't hear any words related to Qin Ke now, and rushed into the kitchen like an enemy, "I don't want to eat fried eggs!"

The aunt showed the expression of an old subway man looking at her phone: "But haven't you been the favorite to eat fried eggs since you were a child?"

The edges are still fragrant and crispy, and the yellow soft-boiled eggs are just two sticks in the middle.

Song Yunran said righteously: "I don't like it anymore. From now on, I will delete the fried eggs from my recipe."

"……OK."

The aunt turned around in confusion and continued to be busy, thinking that the young master might have ushered in two new rounds of rebellion.

Song Yunran went into the bathroom and washed his hands, and then stood worryingly in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, overlooking the street under his feet.

It was dark outside, and the lights of thousands of houses were lit up, forming a splendid night view of the luxurious city.

In the face of this situation, other presidents are probably thinking about how to bankrupt the opponent company.

And he stood here, thinking about...

Am I going to move for this?

But this place is close to the company, life is very convenient, and the roads extend in all directions. Song Yunran really doesn't want to move.

He was distressed for a long while, unable to think of a solution, so he could only take out his phone again, planning to look at the cute cats, cats and dogs on Weibo to relieve his inner anxiety.

As soon as he clicked in, the small red dot on the message bar at the bottom of the interface attracted Song Yunran's attention.

Song Yunran cried out strangely. His account lived like a zombie account. He hadn't even added a friend. How could there be new news suddenly appeared, most of it was an advertisement.

But he didn't like that the little red dot was left there as an eyebrow, so he opened his eyes and opened it.

[Fleeing ice cream in summer: girl, are you talking about this too? 】

Song Yunran: "......?"

What is it, sent to the wrong person?

He didn't realize the danger was approaching, he didn't even think about it, and he threw out two rows of question marks with his backhand.

Summer escape ice cream probably lived on Weibo, and finally waited until he replied, he immediately sent two sentences: [Girl, stop pretending, your likes can't deceive people. 】

Song Yunran was even more inexplicable.

When he opened his Weibo likes interface and saw the latest two likes clearly, he froze on the spot.

Grass.

Song Yunran was speechless for a moment, and he accidentally liked the content of the identity of the mysterious motorcyclist.

Rubbish Weibo makes my hands slippery.

Song Yunran cursed the broken software in his heart, and then noticed that the blogger's id called Xia Xia escape ice cream.

He rubbed his eyebrows and cut to reply: [No, my hand slipped a little wrong. 】

Fleeing ice cream in summer: [I don't believe it, it's human nature to be caught by this pair of Gu. 】

She threw out two Weibo group links, [Come on, girl, now give you a chance to join us. 】

Song Yunran couldn't help rolling his eyes, making it difficult to communicate.

He moved his fingers, just about to pull the other party into the blacklist, but he accidentally scanned the group number displayed in the chat log.

No more, no less, exactly ten.

...Just me and Qin Ke, can there be ten CP fans on the whole network?

Could it be the navy that Qin Ke spent money to buy, or maybe it was the two of them who played the role of the N corner in it to stir up the atmosphere, maybe he was the one who flees for ice cream this summer.

Song Yunran's mind suddenly appeared as Qin Ke was holding his mobile phone and typing "girl". The picture was so funny that he immediately became happy.

With these two kinds of joy, joy leads to sorrow.

Song Yunran slipped again.

When the two rows of "Welcome Newcomers, Newcomers Post" had been swiped across the group, Song Yunran stared at his right hand angrily, just wanting to cut it off severely.

For two days, what troubles have been caused.

The poor CP fans in the group are very enthusiastic, and someone immediately said: [Today is a memorable day, we finally have twelve people! How do you call the new sisters? 】

This sentence was followed by two pink bunny expressions, which looked weird and cute.

The attitude of the other party made Song Yunran unbearable to immediately withdraw from the group.

He hesitated for a moment, holding in the mood that both came, he glanced at his garbled id: [Just call me ten taels. 】

[Then call you a little one! 】

Song Yunran: "..."

Is it necessary to add a small print at the front?

Wouldn't you be Assistant Tang's personal disciple?

He glanced at the group's name, typed and asked: [Why are your group's names called "Halo"? 】

The other two people answered him: [Because it is Qin Ke X Song Yunran, Ke Yun, isn't it just a homonym for halo? 】

Oh, awesome, so creative.

Song Yunran turned off the group blankly, and when he cut out, he saw that Xia Xia escaped from ice cream and sent him a private message.

[Little Shiliang, let’s take a look at our summary of faint sugar spots! 】

……Um?

Song Yunran was completely shocked this time.

As far as he and Qin Ke are the two, can they still have some sweet conclusions?

The author has something to say: CP fan: Yes, we are very professional

The clip will be posted tomorrow, and the next chapter will be updated at 23:00 tomorrow (June 4th). Please forgive me, the little cuties, post it (〃ω〃)