After kicking out my ex-husband, his brother and I got back together.

Feng Yining walked up to Su Xiaojun and took her hand with a guilty look on her face.

"Good boy, it's my aunt who failed to educate her son well, so you are wronged."

Hearing Feng Yining say this, Su Xiaojun already knew their purpose.

She chuckled and patted the back of Feng Yining's hand comfortingly.

"Auntie, it's okay. I don't care about children's matters. Ah Qing is still young now, and I don't blame him."

Feng Yining became even more excited after hearing this, and she quickly shook her head.

"No, no, Xiaojun, I know the child Yanqing best. He is having trouble with me right now. Don't believe his lies."

Su Xiaojun was stunned, and Song Zi also said.

"Yes, Xiaojun, don't be afraid. My uncle and aunt are supporting you. I gave that brat a good lesson a few days ago."

"Actually, there's no need for it, uncle."

Several people came to sit down on the sofa, and Feng Yining frowned and asked her.

"Xiaojun, do you really believe that Yanqing and Xiaojing are together? Xiaojing has someone she likes abroad, and she and Yanqing are just pretending."

"I know."

Su Xiaojun was very calm.

"you know?"

This time Songzi was also shocked.

"Then you... also deliberately agreed to separate Yanqing?"

Su Xiaojun nodded.

"Always let him know that he must be responsible for what he says."

Songzi and Feng Yining looked at each other, and their expressions finally relaxed a little.

Feng Yining let out a long sigh of relief.

"Xiaojun, with your words, I feel relieved. If you need any help from us, just ask. Your uncle and I fully support you."

Songzi stamped his foot in agreement.

"Yes, I need to teach that kid a lesson."

Su Xiaojun looked at Feng Yining and suddenly reached out and hugged her.

"Aunt, uncle, thank you for treating me like your niece."

Feng Yining smiled gently.

"Silly boy, what are you talking about? You are our biological niece. I still want to wait until I have the opportunity to make you my biological daughter-in-law."

Feng Yining looked at the almost cold dumplings on the table and said with a smile.

"Xiaojun, don't you like fried dumplings? Auntie will fry dumplings for you."

Su Xiaojun smiled and nodded.

"Thank you auntie."

After resting at home for a week, Su Xiaojun's hand healed and her vocal cords almost recovered.

This time she lost her voice for a short period of time and recovered very quickly. On Monday of the second week, she went back to her unit to report.

That afternoon, as soon as she walked out of the company, she met an unexpected person.

"Hey, hello, is your name Su Xiaojun, Teacher Su?"

Su Xiaojun turned around and saw an unfamiliar face, a boy who looked very sunny.

"you are?"

The man smiled and patted his chest.

"Hello, I am Song Jin from the News Department. The news magazine our News Department is preparing to report recently is about you."

Su Xiaojun chuckled.

"Hello, what's the matter with you?"

Song Jin raised his hand and clasped the back of his head, looking down, feeling a little embarrassed.

"I just came to the News Department last month as an intern. Your project was done by two competing teams. I think..."

He hesitated for a while and then said.

"I wonder... could you spare 10 minutes, just 10 minutes! I'll buy you some coffee and ask you a few questions."

Su Xiaojun looked at his time and saw that he had nothing to do after get off work today, so he nodded in agreement.

Song Jin instantly bowed to Su Xiaojun as if he had won the lottery. "Thank you so much. If I can interview you alone, I can become a regular employee next month."

Su Xiaojun looked at the other party's cheerful appearance, and his own mood also improved.

The two found a quiet coffee shop nearby. Song Jin took out the notebook and pen in his bag, began to ask Su Xiaojun some questions, and carefully wrote down her answers.

After the interview, Song Jin put away his notebook, put it in his schoolbag like a treasure, and patted it twice with his hand.

"This is a treasure. I have to keep it and show it off to my colleagues tomorrow."

Su Xiaojun looked at him as if she saw herself when she just graduated from graduate school. When she followed the teacher into the simultaneous interpretation room for the first time, she felt nervous and excited.

Song Jin stood up and stood solemnly in front of Su Xiaojun.

"Teacher Su, you are the first person I have formally interviewed since I started working. Can I make a small request?"

Su Xiaojun raised his eyebrows.

"Of course, you say."

Song Jin opened his hands and smiled heartily but a little shyly.

"I want to give you a hug, okay?"

Su Xiaojun lowered her head and smiled, naturally she would not refuse such a request.

The two had a big hug at the table.

Outside the glass, in the car not far away, Zheng Yanqing was sitting in the back seat, his face as gloomy as if a heavy rainstorm was about to begin.

Ke Bin felt that the air pressure in the car was low at this time. Who could come to save him?He really wanted to escape.

"Mr. Zheng, let's... leave?"

Zheng Yanqing's sharp eyes glared at him through the rearview mirror.

Ke Bin looked at a loss.

"Then...then I go?"

As soon as he said these words, Zheng Yanqing was so angry that he closed his eyes and raised his hands. Ke Bin immediately started the car and left.

This is not like his boss's usual style. Can he watch Miss Su talking, laughing, and hugging others?
Can't...

Just as he was thinking about it, Zheng Yanqing behind him spoke.

"Go check that guy out."

"Alright Mr. Zheng."

See, I just said I couldn’t.

After Song Jin finished interviewing Su Xiaojun, the two turned around and went to the front desk to pay the bill.

Just as he was about to take out his wallet, the front desk told him that he had already paid.

Song Jin was very confused and looked at Su Xiaojun beside him.

"Teacher Su, didn't I say I would invite you?"

Su Xiaojun smiled calmly.

"I'm a member here, just by the way. Next time, when you become a real reporter, treat me to a nice meal."

Song Jin was stunned for a few seconds, and then a big smile appeared on his face.

"it is good!"

Su Xiaojun and Song Jin walked out of the coffee shop. Song Jin thanked Su Xiaojun while unable to conceal his inner excitement.

He watched Su Xiaojun drive away, and when the car was completely out of sight, he took out his mobile phone and sent six one-minute voice messages to the project group.

One minute is the voice limit, not his limit.

After sending it, he patted his bag lovingly and left briskly.

As soon as Song Jin left, a man with a camera in his hand came out from the corner behind the coffee shop.

He took a few more photos of Song Jin's back and uploaded them. Not long after, a text message came back from the phone.

It was a string of identity information and photos, just like Baidu Encyclopedia.

The man slowly widened his eyes as he watched.

……

As soon as Zheng Yanqing returned home, he received Song Jin's identity information from Ke Bin. The more he looked at it, the deeper his frown deepened.

"Beijing City Song Family, Liyang Group..."