Chapter 3

"I just like my sister." Li Qingxuan's honest reply doesn't make people feel angry at all. He really likes song Yan, who has only met once.

Li Qingyu glanced at him with an unidentified look, and then began to pour cold water on him. "It's useless for you to like her any more. Didn't you hear that she said she was married?"

Li Qingxuan is just a child under five years old. She doesn't quite understand the real meaning of marriage. She just insists: "I don't care, I want you to marry her!"

The man slightly pursed the thin lip, ignoring the unreasonable son.

Back to Emperor Jingxuan Pavilion, Li Qingyu asked the housekeeper Wang Shu to take Li Qingxuan to take a bath. He went to the study and called his assistant fan Ming.

"You help me to check a person's relevant information and send it to my personal email in an hour."

As soon as he explained the matter, he hung up decisively and neatly.

Fan Ming has been working very fast. In less than an hour, Li Qingyu received the relevant information from him.

Song Yan, formerly known as song jiarou, is a 25-year-old reporter from a small eight trigrams entertainment magazine. She is also the wife of an Shaochuan, general manager of an's company.

What makes Li Qingyu most unexpected is that song Yan is song Zhengtao's daughter. Five years ago, the building developed by the Song family suddenly collapsed. Then a big fire broke out in the Song family, burning the whole song family clean. Song Yan's parents and brother died in the fire

After reading the relevant information about song Yan, Li Qingyu's eyes became dark, like thinking about something.

The next day, as soon as song Yan arrived at the magazine, Chen Mei, the editor in chief, called her to her office to give her a hard lecture.

"Song Yan, how long have you been on this line with Xu Zhiyu's mysterious boyfriend? How come there is no progress at all!"

Song Yan just quietly listens to her rebuke, and doesn't intend to refute her, an old witch in menopause. Originally, she can refute her righteously, but she accidentally saved Li Qingyu's son last night. She has a very complicated feeling about the little guy in her heart, so she regards Li Qingyu as her rumored boyfriend.

"Song Yan, look at your snail like work efficiency. Do you want to be fired?" When Chen Mei saw that she was silent, even calm, her anger became even more vigorous and out of control. "Do you think you can muddle through your work by virtue of your beauty?"

"Editor in chief, I never thought of that." Hearing her insulting words, song Yan can't listen to them any more. She refutes them. Since she joined the magazine, Chen Mei always troubles her from time to time. She is always picking the bone from the egg.

"Not that much?" Chen Mei looked at her with disdain, and her eyes were even more disdainful. "Then you can come up with some material."

Song Yan accidentally photographed Xu Zhiyu's best friend Yao Shu with a rich man.

Yao Shu is now one of the most popular women, and her topic and attention are no worse than Xu Zhiyu, the film queen.

Chen Mei's face softened. She raised her hand, "you can go out."

Then Feng Nana was called into her office. When she came out again, Feng Nana was very proud. When she looked at Song Yan, she was even more arrogant.

"Song Yan, the editor in chief told me to publish what you have painstakingly photographed." Her tone is affectation and undisguised provocation, and then she looks at Song Yan sympathetically, "I really sympathize with you, but sometimes people are more angry than others, so you can be more open."

Song Yan looks at her coldly. It is said that Chen Mei is Feng Nana's mother's sister, so Feng Nana is her niece. She gives her all the good jobs in the newspaper, which is no surprise.

But Chen Mei doesn't know how to deal with song Yan. She always gives Feng Nana some powerful materials she has dug up. When she gets paid every month, Feng Nana easily gets a high bonus, while she almost lives at the end of her salary.

Originally, she was a little grandmother who settled down and didn't care about the money, but since she accidentally found out her husband's extramarital affair last night, plus a secret that made her feel cold, she immediately understood that some things need to be fought for and defended by herself, and it's not just a compromise that can solve the problem.

"Then I wish you a soft hand in your bonus this month." Song Yan looks at her with calm eyes. The bottom of her eyes is clearly condensed with scorn, as if to say that Feng Na is just a waste relying on Chen Mei.

The simple minded Feng Nana can't see song Yan's disdain, and can't feel her indifference. She still smiles happily, "then you have to work hard to dig the big news."

Feng Nana has to leave. Zheng Ling, a female colleague who has a good relationship with song Yan in the magazine, is not used to Feng Nana's style. She comes to song Yan's ear and whispers, "Yan Yan, how can you stand her? It's clear that you are deliberately bullying you."

"Nothing." Song Yan is very open-minded, faint smile, but the heart is not so think, she suffered unfair treatment, she will slowly recover, also not urgent at this time, now her wings are not full, some things also have to deal with well, she can better fight back against them.Seeing her indifferent attitude, Zheng Ling is not good to say anything more. In fact, many times in the workplace, the relationship is always more important than your ability.

Chen Mei came out of the office, "Song Yan, Feng Nana, you two come into my office."

As soon as song Yan and Feng Nana walk into the office, Chen Mei says, "tomorrow, you two will go to Shengshi square immediately. Xu Zhiyu is going to cut the ribbon for the new luxury center of Shengshi group. It's said that Li Qingyu, the leader of Shengshi group, will also come to the scene. You two should seize the opportunity and take some valuable pictures 。”

"Editor in chief, I won't let you down." Feng Nana is full of confidence.

Song Yan is silent.

When she comes out of Chen Mei's office, song Yan receives a call from an Shaochuan, "Yan Yan, my parents want to go home for dinner at night. You should wait for me in front of the nearest bus stop at six o'clock."

When an Shaochuan called her, he always finished the story without giving her any chance to interrupt.

"Can't you come and take me back with you?" This time, song Yan did not follow his advice as usual, but made unexpected demands.