Rebirth 90s: Sweetheart Cub

Huicheng is still lively late at night.

Especially in entertainment venues like the Crown Club, the nightlife really starts at eleven o'clock in the evening.

In a separate booth on the second floor, there were wine bottles rolling all over the floor, and the young man sitting next to the short table was still drinking from the bottle.

Yan Qin pushed open the glass door of the booth, and the strong smell of alcohol in the air made him frown.

The booth is very deserted, which is inversely proportional to the bustle outside.

The young man sat alone on the sofa, with no one around him.

"Are you here?" Hearing the sound of footsteps, the young man lazily rolled his eyelids, and threw the empty wine bottle on the ground with a laugh.

Yanqin walked over and sat down, "Why do you drink so much?"

Song Ziyu wiped off the wine stains from the corners of his mouth, "What else can I do without drinking? Now I know why so many people here like to be drunk and dream about their lives. Getting drunk can relieve all worries, hehehe!"

The resentment in his words was hard to conceal, it was aimed at Yanqin.

"Song's current situation is not because I refuse to help you, but because I can't do anything." Yan Qin said calmly.

"Powerless? You didn't do anything at all, did you? That's right, seek good luck and avoid bad luck, I understand." Song Ziyu nodded, "No matter how good a brother is, there is a price in the face of benefits. If you help me, it will be better than that uncle of yours." It's not easy to do business in front of you, how could you offend him for me? I wouldn't dare to do it for me."

"Yan's is not my decision."

Hearing the man's evasion, Song Ziyu suddenly broke out, kicked hard on the short table, and shouted, "But you never told me that Fu Yanchi is the eldest son of Yan!"

Yanqin never revealed a single word to him.

Not even a cryptic reminder.

If Yanqin really regarded him as a brother and mentioned him back then, his family would not be in the situation it is today.

After Ziyun's accident, he and his father managed to stabilize the shareholders in the company with great difficulty, but in the blink of an eye, the old story between Song Yueliang and Yan's eldest son broke out.

Those who saw the wind and turned the rudder immediately started to attack the Song family again, taking advantage of the fire to rob.

In the past few days, the Song family has faintly collapsed.

The Song family is about to collapse.

So those people who used to surround him all ran away.

He drank here today and couldn't even find a companion.

Yan Qin quietly looked at the venting young man, without speaking, and turned his gaze to the outside of the glass wall after a while.

It was very lively outside, and the dance floor was full of people, ambiguous and crazy.

This entertainment club has stood in Huicheng for many years, and has witnessed countless ups and downs in the upper circles of Huicheng.

Someday, he will also be a member of Ups and Downs?

"I went to meet that child, it's very cute." He said, "At this time, I was supposed to be in the capital to stabilize the army, but Yan Huai specially sent me here to meet that child."

"What do you mean?" Song Ziyu frowned.

"After I met that child, if anything happened to her in Huicheng, Yan Huai would blame it all on me, no matter if I did it or not." Yan Qin raised his lips, his dark eyes behind the lens were cold, "that is Said that from today onwards, I will become the invisible umbrella of that child, and I will not be able to resist."

He turned his head and looked at Song Ziyu, "That's what it is like to be subordinate to others. I can't be the master at all. As a son of a wealthy family, you are the heir from birth, but I am not. I have to fight for everything I want. , I don’t have the right to freedom at all. It’s the same if I didn’t tell you about Fu Yanchi back then. If I had, I would have been kicked out by the Yan family long ago.”

"Song Ziyu, the Yan family is a place where people eat people."

"So, you can't blame me. Talk about brotherhood? You call me brother and brother, isn't it also my identity as a child of the Yan family?"

Song Ziyu was speechless.

After a while, he covered his head and laughed.

The ghosts in Vanity Fair die because of fame and fortune.

...

Fu Yanchi had a good night's sleep and woke up the next day full of energy.

On the contrary, the Erha youth who shared the bed with him looked haggard, with two huge dark circles hanging on his face.

The man was sitting by the bed, and when Fu Yanchi woke up, the first thing the young man asked was, "Why am I the one who started the company?"

He watched the plan all night, and he didn't think of the most important question until dawn was over.

Why is he running the company?

Isn't Fu Yanchi's mother also from the Yan family? And he is the eldest son of the eldest son, the heir with the right of family inheritance at birth!

Even if he wants to start a company and build a second fortress for his family, it should be Fu Yanchi!

Why is it him?

Fu Yanchi got out of bed, first stretched her waist and stretched her muscles and bones, and then looked back at Erha, who was already accumulating anger, "Why didn't you ask me this last night, have you finished reading the plan now? You've read it all, It’s okay to try, right? It’s okay for me to start a company, but the money I make is mine.”

The man paused, his eyes widened in disbelief, "Do you want me to raise you?"

"..." Yan Xi almost died of anger.

How cheap! How fucking cheap this man is!

"Even if I want food, I don't want you to support me!"

"Whatever you want, you can make money by starting a company." The man stroked the curly yellow hair on his head like a dog, "Start working after the year."

...

After breakfast in the morning, Fu Yanchi, a bitch, followed Song Yueliang back to the city, chasing after his wife.

Yan Xi didn't do anything all morning, just squatted under the eaves of the main room in a daze, putting her fist to her forehead and thinking about life.

"Uncle, Uncle? Are you sick?" Qi Qi circled around him twice, counted the time, Zhu Zi fell asleep for a long time after eating pig roe, uncle still didn't move, Qi Qi was worried.

Yan Xi lowered her fist and looked at Qi Qi seriously, "Baby, don't you think your father might not be human?"

Qi Qi hit the young man on the forehead with a small fist, and bared her teeth viciously, "Hmph!"

"Hiss!" Yan Xi made a gesture of pain, covering her forehead and leaning back, "I'm just asking, why do you still hit people?"

Qiqi puffed her face, "I didn't hit anyone, I was joking with my uncle!"

"..." Like a father, like a daughter, Yan Xi was heartbroken.

The demonic potential in Xiao Zai'er has already begun to emerge, so she shouldn't be allowed to stay with Fu Yan any longer.

Qiqi was so good before!

"Qiqi, uncle asks you, what do you want to be when you grow up?" The uncle and nephew had a romp for a while, Yanxi dragged Qiqi to squat on the porch with him.

When the young man asked this sentence, his eyes looked at the void opposite, and his eyes showed confusion.

This confusion has been hidden in his heart since last night, but he doesn't know who to talk to.

Ask Mr. Fu, he doesn't seem to be that close.

Ask Granny Zhang, that's embarrassing her.

As for Fu Yanchi... Yan Xi wouldn't talk to him even if she was killed, she couldn't afford to lose that face.

Song Yueliang didn't even have to think about it, wouldn't it be the same as talking to that man Fu Yanchi?

In the end, he could only confide in secret with a little doll.

I will try my best to add one more chapter~ see you soon~