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The young man standing at the door had a cold and sharp look in his eyes. He had an exquisite hairstyle and an exquisite suit. His expressionless face was filled with deterrence. There was a black suitcase at his feet and a pair of silver glasses that Song Qinghuan was most familiar with on the bridge of his nose.

It was Song Mingxiu's birthday this year and she had given it to him.

No one had expected Song Mingxiu to appear at the door, so Uncle Rong was the first to react. He walked over to greet him, "Young Master, you're here."

Song Mingxiu nodded. The suitcase was taken by Uncle Rong. He changed his shoes and walked in.

As they got closer, Song Qinghuan noticed that behind Song Mingxiu's glasses, there were a few bloodstains that could not be hidden. He was not as handsome and refined as before, instead, he looked somewhat haggard.

"Big brother, no matter what, why didn't you inform me in advance so that I could pick you up?" Song Shuyao's fingers intertwined with her skirt as she smiled coquettishly at Song Mingxiu in an attempt to skip the previous topic, because she didn't know how much Song Mingxiu had listened to.

In the past, her elder brother had always sided with Song Qinghuan. If he knew that she was bullying Song Qinghuan, he would definitely be scolded!

"Big brother." Song Qinghuan was still resisting Song Mingxiu's intimacy. She grabbed her towel and said, "I'm going up to dry my hair."

"Go." Song Mingxiu nodded and watched as Song Qinghuan went upstairs. Uncle Rong then ordered a cup of coffee for the servants as he liked.

He sat across from Song Shuyao and only raised his head to look at her. Obviously, he hadn't done anything yet, but Song Shuyao already knew that her brother was angry, so she whispered, "I didn't do it on purpose."

Song Mingxiu picked up the cup of coffee and rubbed the side of his cup with his fingers. He said in a low and gentle voice, "There won't be a next time."

"I know." Song Shuyao felt wronged. She left her pillow behind and went back to her room. Since she was young, her big brother had always been biased towards Song Qinghuan. Why, she was the one who was born with Song Mingxiu!

Song Qinghuan, that slut, was indeed the same as her mistress. She was able to seduce men to pretend to be innocent. This was truly infuriating!

After Song Qinghuan changed her clothes, she was sure that there was nothing important left in the room. She picked up her backpack and opened the door. The moment she opened the door, she saw Song Shuyao standing in the corridor, glaring at her with resentment.

When Song Qinghuan closed the door, Song Shuyao walked over aggressively, "If you can't get on the stage, you can't get on the stage. I thought you had robbed some amazing person, but he's just an eighteen-star."

Song Shuyao smiled and said: "My dear little sister, I didn't expect you to actually like this kind of trash. Just say it earlier, any one of the suitors behind your big sister would be stronger than that little Eighteen Star Xu Ningzhou. As long as you open your mouth, you can have any one."

As the young miss of the Song Family, the one Song Shuyao lacked least was a suitor. She looked pretty good, and with the Song Corporation behind her, she was very popular among the rich second generation in Lin An city.

"The 18th thread?" A celebrity? " An unknown smile appeared in Song Qinghuan's eyes.

She misunderstood that Song Qinghuan had also been deceived by Xu Ningzhou's appearance. She thought that the other party was some big young master of some family, but he was just a little star. Song Shuyao rolled up her hair as she vigilantly looked at the corridor.

Song Shuyao giggled in Song Qinghuan's ear, "What a pity, this little celebrity has already been banned. Tsk tsk, elder sister is deeply sympathetic towards this. Even though it's not good for you to offend someone, you still have to offend the second young master of the Hyatt Entertainment Company."

"Is that so?" Song Qinghuan nodded sincerely, "Thank you for the reminder."

In Wan Ning City, he actually dared to ban Xu Ningzhou. Not to mention that Xu Ningzhou wasn't an Eighteen Line Celebrity, even if she wanted to mix in in the entertainment circle, she would still be an unobstructed existence.

This young master of this Jiyue Entertainment's previous life, Song Qinghuan, had also heard of him. This man was famous for being a popinjay, and even though he didn't know Xu Ningzhou, it didn't mean that Xu Ningzhou's status was low.

To put it bluntly, if Li Kairi went to cause trouble for Xu Ningzhou, it would be like smashing an egg on a rock.

Despite not knowing anything, he was instead overjoyed. He was truly stupid and laughable.

Song Qing was overjoyed to see Song Shuyao die.

Song Shuyao saw Song Qinghuan turn around and head downstairs. She angrily kicked Song Qinghuan's door, venting her anger. After kicking her, Song Shuyao hugged her toes as she cried.

He bitterly gritted his teeth and muttered, "This jinx!"

Just you wait! There will be times when you cry!

When Song Qinghuan went downstairs, Song Mingxiu stood up and asked, "Go back to school? I'll send you off. "

"Sorry for the trouble, big brother." Song Qinghuan saw the car keys in Song Mingxiu's hand and knew that he was waiting for her. After hiding for so long, what was to come had to be faced.

Song Qinghuan took a deep breath and sat in the front passenger seat.

As the car drove out of the villa area, the two of them did not say a word. Song Ming felt that the atmosphere was a little tense as he turned on the music. When the music started, Song Qinghuan was stunned.

This was a piano piece. To be more precise, it was Song Qinghuan's practice song.

Song Mingxiu looked at the steering wheel with his left hand and raised his right hand. Just like before, he rubbed the back of Song Qinghuan's head and said: "Why do I feel like I'm skinnier? Did I not eat properly?"

Song Qinghuan blinked her eyes and did not say anything. She only took the opportunity to shake her head while taking her palm off.

Song Mingxiu sighed. He knew that the little girl was angry, so he said, "Don't listen to Shuyao's nonsense."

Song Qinghuan had her elbows on the window as she turned her head to look at Song Mingxiu, "This isn't the first time, brother." Song Qinghuan purposely stopped her words to test him, "We aren't twins, and I'm not my mother's child, right?"

The car came to a screeching halt, and the two couldn't help but lean forward. Song Mingxiu's reaction was too big, to the point that Song Qing already had an answer.

Sure enough, Song Mingxiu already knew that she wasn't born of Xia Runan. Her identity with Song Shuyao, the twin, was truly ironic.

"Huanhuan."

Song Mingxiu grabbed Song Qinghuan's shoulders and forced her to look in his eyes. Song Mingxiu looked into Song Qinghuan's clear eyes and felt his heart skip a beat. He was stunned for a few seconds before he said in a deep voice: "No matter who you are, you are my most beloved …"

"Sister."

Song Mingxiu emphasized the last two words, as if he was going to bite them to pieces.

Song Qing laughed, but did not understand the meaning behind his words. She patted Song Mingxiu's shoulder and forced a smile, "I understand brother, I am just a little sad. Shuyao seems to hate me."

Song Mingxiu promised, "With Big Bro here, don't worry, she won't be like this in the future."