roccoschili Chapter 111 They're family!
Chapter 111 They're family!
Yan Xun initially thought that He Jinqiu's brother was just aloof and didn't like to talk to people.
But when the maid in He Jinqiu's house filled the empty bowl next to him with a full bowl of rice and stuck chopsticks in the middle of the rice, Yan Xun finally felt a strong sense of incongruity.
Sitting next to Yan Xun, He Jinqiu thoughtfully asked if Yan Xun liked the food, without mentioning his brother who was still late in coming down.
"Aren't we waiting for him?" Yan Xun asked, glancing at the seat to his left.
The empty seat contained only a bowl of rice with chopsticks stuck in it. The fact that her brother, He Jinqiu, had not yet appeared made Yan Xun realize that this so-called brother was probably not human.
"No need," He Jinqiu said casually. "This will be fine."
In the huge restaurant, only he and Yan Xun were alive. "He can eat by himself."
The entire He family home was unusually quiet, probably because every corner of the house was carpeted, and the sound absorption inside was excellent. Even if someone passed by nearby, there wouldn't be a sound of footsteps.
Such caution suggests that rather than He Jinqiu's family being quiet, it's more like they've disturbed the peace and quiet of something.
Even the food in front of them only looked delicious; once they tasted it, it was tasteless.
—These dishes have already been tasted.
Yan Xun recalled what the older generation often said: the fruits and dishes offered in sacrifices always had no flavor because those things had absorbed the essence of the food.
The dishes on the table in front of you are just like that.
After finishing his dinner with such a poor appetite, Yan Xun finally put down his chopsticks and said, "It's getting late, I want to go back."
He Jinqiu also put down his chopsticks. He didn't know if his sense of taste had failed him or if he had simply gotten used to such bland food, but he didn't think that the food in his home was particularly unpalatable.
"it is good……"
He had barely finished speaking.
Suddenly, the sound of chopsticks hitting the ground rang out abruptly at the dining table.
Yan Xun turned around and found that the two chopsticks stuck in the rice beside him had fallen onto the table... rolled a few times, and landed near a steamed fish dish.
He Jinqiu seemed unsurprised.
He stood up, pushed the fish dish in front of the rice, then sat down and said to Yan Xun, "I'll go back with you later."
Yan Xun looked at the person beside him.
Even though there was no one next to him, the moment his chopsticks rolled onto the table, he knew that something had already sat down at the table.
Soon, the amount of fish on the plate didn't decrease, but the aroma of the food had completely disappeared, as if it had turned into a lifelike food model.
Yan Xun's phone vibrated again at that moment. He opened it and found that it was Song Baiyuan calling him.
As soon as the call connected, the other party's voice came through the microphone.
"Where are you?"
"He Jinqiu...at home?" Yan Xun asked, glancing at He Jinqiu sitting beside him.
Song Baiyuan sighed across from him, "Alright, then you can stay at his house for now and come back tomorrow."
"Because of what happened with the paparazzi this afternoon, quite a few paparazzi have quietly come to the underground parking lot... You guys go directly to the company tomorrow."
"I'll handle the rest."
At this point, Song Baiyuan suddenly probed, "Tell your uncle what you think about relationships within the team."
Yan Xun: "...?"
"His crimes are unforgivable and will be punished by heaven and earth," Yan Xun said resolutely.
"That's good." His uncle breathed a heavy sigh of relief. "I'm relieved that you think that way."
"Nothing else. Be careful when you come to the company tomorrow."
"Have He Jinqiu change to another car, and the two of you come to the company quietly."
Song Baiyuan seemed to have other things to do, so he quickly gave a few more instructions and hung up the phone.
He Jinqiu didn't hear what Song Baiyuan was saying on the other side. He only heard Yan Xun first answer that he was at home, and then say something about crimes that were unforgivable and could be punished by heaven and earth... He was immediately uneasy and didn't understand how Yan Xun's visit to his home could be considered such a heinous crime.
So he cautiously probed with a few questions.
Yan Xun put down his phone and glanced at He Jinqiu.
"Don't worry, it has nothing to do with you."
A question mark appeared above He Jinqiu's head.
"As long as you don't engage in romantic relationships within the team, whether it's an unforgivable crime or divine retribution, it has nothing to do with you," Yan Xun said.
He Jinqiu: "…………………………"
He slowly frowned.
The thought that the call was made by that old man, Song Baiyuan, immediately made her suspect that the old man had ulterior motives and must know something to deliberately disrupt the morale of the troops.
"I think what's worse than in-team romances is workplace politics," He Jinqiu said discontentedly.
Yan Xun did not understand what he meant.
What workplace unspoken rules? Who here can engage in unspoken rules?
Could it be that He Jinqiu knows which high-ranking executive in the company has been sexually harassing one of the artists under his management?
"Who has been subjected to workplace harassment?" Yan Xun couldn't help but ask.
He Jinqiu looked at Yan Xun for a few seconds, then tentatively asked somewhat uneasily, "What are your feelings for Song Baiyuan?"
"Song Baiyuan has engaged in unspoken rules?" Yan Xun exclaimed in surprise.
He Jinqiu: "..."
"No?"
"I don't know." Yan Xun pondered. The forum guides he had found earlier didn't mention that the player would be Song Baiyuan's nephew, so of course they wouldn't mention the unspoken rules.
—Sometimes Yan Xun even doubted whether the instance he was in was the same one that players on the forum were talking about.
"What is your impression of Song Baiyuan?" He Jinqiu asked cautiously.
Yan Xun thought to himself, what impression could I possibly have? Isn't this my relative?
So he said loudly to He Jinqiu, "Family."
—It can be interpreted as either that they are relatives, or that he treats Song Baiyuan, his agent, as family.
Unexpectedly, He Jinqiu looked devastated and distraught upon hearing this.
Yan Xun couldn't help but wonder if his words as a family member were too sycophantic and obsequious.
It's as if some scab suddenly emerged from the masses, desperately stirring up trouble?
He Jinqiu had no idea what Yan Xun was thinking. He just forced a smile. The food, which was already hard to eat, looked even more unpalatable now.
His unseen older brother, however, seemed oblivious to the subtle atmosphere in the restaurant.
The chopsticks rolled back onto the table, this time landing in front of the bowl of meat soup.
He Jinqiu was about to stand up when he saw Yan Xun push the bowl of soup to the empty table... He looked at it, then said to Yan Xun, "You're the first one..."
“Four Dao Pu.” Yan Xun immediately made a shushing gesture.
Everyone knows that, whether it's a game or a movie, the worst thing you can do is suddenly say "You're the first person to say that." Saying that immediately sets a death flag.
"I just have a keen eye for work and I'm quick with my hands and feet."
Don't ever say that he's the first person who isn't afraid of his brother, or the first person who doesn't find the rules in his family strange!
Yan Xun shouted in his heart!