Rebirth of the famous family in the entertainment industry

Chapter 71 The photo was exploded (2)
Lin Siqi: "..."

"But there is still mother." Lin Siyuan frowned, thinking thoughtfully, "If he is second, mother will be third."

Lin Siqi: "..."

Lin Siyuan looked at her curiously, his round eyes glowed curiously under the light, as if he would not stop waiting for an answer.

"What are children thinking about these things?" Lin Siqi stretched out her hand and twisted his nose again, "You are family members. In the future, that, if I marry your brother Song, he will also be family members. You are all my favorite people, Where is the first and the second?"

"But……"

"But what?" Lin Siqi blushed, "Do you love me or mother the most?"

"Here," Lin Siyuan shrank himself into the quilt again, and said in a buzzing voice, "Okay. I love them all. I don't love my father either."

Lin Siqi didn't say a word, listening to him.

Lin Siyuan said in a muffled voice: "Last time those people wanted to rob us. When they first caught me, my father was scared away. They didn't care about me. They didn't like him."

"What did you say?"

Lin Siqi didn't know what happened last time, Xiao Siyuan was too sad and didn't tell her, and Lin's mother was worried that she would quarrel with Lin's father again in a fit of anger, so she didn't tell her.

At this moment, Lin Siqi frowned tightly, and asked in surprise: "You said he ran away when he was robbed? Didn't care about you?"

"Yeah," Lin Siyuan said, still aggrieved when he thought about it, "But those bad guys didn't beat me, and even scolded Dad angrily."

Lin Siqi was so angry that she couldn't speak, she put one hand on the quilt and hugged Lin Siyuan.

She didn't realize that the man was so indifferent and ignored his own son, really, he was a father in vain.

The disgust in her heart was even worse, she almost wanted to drive Father Lin out immediately, but she was afraid that the excessive behavior would make Mother Lin sad, so she could only sigh in her heart.

The mother is soft-tempered, she has to give her some time.

She was thinking like this, but she didn't say anything, she patted Lin Siyuan's back with one hand, but the cell phone by the bed suddenly rang.

It was Song Wang who was on the phone, so she connected and said "Hello" softly.

"Sleeping?" Song Wang heard that her voice was quite low, so she asked a little while speaking.

"No," Lin Siqi said again, and moved to the side of the bed, "Where is Ah Yuan? I'm afraid I'll disturb him."

"Sister, I'm fine." Lin Siyuan said crisply, and on the other end of the phone, Song Wang subconsciously raised his eyebrows and said, "Who are you with? Ah Yuan?"

"Well, he's sleeping with me tonight."

"Why?" Song Wang frowned tightly, "Why did I sleep with you?"

If he remembers correctly, her younger brother is already ten years old!okay?
Not one year old, two years old, three years old, not four years old, five years old, six years old, but ten years old!

A ten-year-old boy already has gender awareness, and still insists on sleeping with his older sister. Is there a difference between a man and a woman?
"Uh," Lin Siqi was a little speechless when he asked her back, her voice became softer, and she hummed, "Well, let's send a text message. Hang up first."

"For...," Song Wang hadn't said the word "what" before, and the beeping sound on the phone made him even more stunned.

Why text?
What's so shameful about him?

It's not convenient for her brother to even talk?

Song Wang was indescribably depressed, holding up the phone, wishing that Lin Siqi, who was cautious there, would be picked out and tidied up.

"I'm afraid I'll make him rest." Lin Siqi hung up the phone and sent a text message.

"It's better not to send it," Song Wang snorted while holding the phone, frowned and wrote: "Your brother is ten years old, do you think it's appropriate for you to sleep together?"

Is it suitable...

His eyes fell on the last few words, and the movement he was about to send stopped.

Why do you say that, it feels like he really minds!
Little Siyuan is only ten years old, ten years old, ten years old...

Song Wang did some mental construction by himself. While deleting the text messages, he couldn't help but think, "Ten years old is already a big boy!"

Lin Siqi waited for a long time before the phone started to move.

"Children don't sleep well at night, they are punched and kicked, it's better for you to cover them with two quilts." Song Wang's words were full of concern.

Lin Siqi smiled and replied, "It's okay. The quilt is two meters wide."

"Hey," Song Wang stared at his phone for a long time, reached out and rubbed his brows twice, and the jealousy in his heart immediately overflowed.

"You really don't understand what I mean?"

Lin Siqi looked at the sentence that popped up on the phone, and was leaning against the bedside to figure it out, when Song Wang sent another text message: "Good boy. Let's share two quilts with him. Is it all right?"

Is it...

Lin Siqi felt that what he said sounded a little angry, looked at Lin Siyuan who was already asleep, pushed the entire quilt over, got out of bed softly, and took a new one for herself from the cabinet.

"Yeah. I got another one for myself."

Song Wang looked at the text message and smiled, still a little dissatisfied in his heart. He held the phone and looked at it for a while, thinking about what to say, Lin Siqi said again: "Are you angry? I think what you said just now seems a little unhappy .”

"No, how could it be?" Song Wangfei quickly replied, "It's just that it's late and I'm a little sleepy, so go to bed quickly. Good night."

"Good night." Lin Siqi replied briefly.

Song Wang leaned against the bedside while holding the phone, and let out a long sigh.

He was actually sleepy, he was lying on the bed where Lin Siqi slept last time, he didn't feel sleepy at all, he just felt that there was a woman missing beside him.

Unable to fall asleep, he simply used his mobile phone to log on to Weibo.

Lin Siqi's latest Weibo has a lot of comments, without exception, they are basically "Come on Siqi, I will always support you".

Song Wang browsed for a while, smiled, and felt an inexplicable sense of pride. He said "I support you" on the trumpet, and looked at her profile picture for a while before he put away the phone.

(End of this chapter)