Chapter 49: Is This Really My Big Brother?

Chen Beichen's face changed abruptly.

Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, he forcefully pushed Su Qianran away, eager to clear his relationship with her:

"Auntie, please don't misunderstand! I'm really not familiar with her. She's the one shamelessly pestering me, insisting I introduce her to a job!"

"Worst yet, she's an employee of your company, the one who made a huge scene at work today!"

Pushed mercilessly by him, Su Qianran stumbled backward. Her ankle twisted, and with a "thud," she fell heavily onto the cold, hard floor.

Song Jinxuan let out a sneer of unclear meaning:

"Don't call me randomly, who is your Auntie? We are not that familiar. I will tell Jiajia exactly what happened today from beginning to end, look out for yourself."

Su Qianran abruptly raised her head, her eyes wide open.

Her brain buzzed. She instantly pieced together the truth from the brief conversation between these two—Chen Beichen had always been pursuing Chairman Song's niece!

Then what he said in the corridor just now about "daughter-in-law of a wealthy family" and "marrying into our family"... were all ghost stories to deceive her!

What did she count as in his eyes? A plaything for amusement when bored? A tool that could be casually used and casually discarded?

Even, in order to show loyalty in front of another woman, he could unhesitatingly trample her like this?

She struggled to climb up from the cold floor, ignoring her current wretchedness and pain. Carrying a heavy crying tone, she screamed hoarsely toward the heavily drunk Xu Yunzhou:

"Yunzhou! Yunzhou, wake up! I was wrong! I really know I was wrong! I regret it! Come back! I don't blame you anymore! Let's go back to how we were before and live a good life, okay? I beg you!"

She tried to rush over and grab Xu Yunzhou, but was expressionlessly stopped by the female driver Song Jinxuan brought, unable to advance a single inch.

Looking at the hazy, drunken profile of the man in her arms, then glancing at Su Qianran, who looked like a madwoman, Song Jinxuan unexpectedly reached out her slender fingers.

She gently pinched Xu Yunzhou's chin, tilting his face slightly toward hers, her tone laced with playfulness and possessiveness:

"I couldn't tell..."

Her red lips parted slightly, her warm breath brushing past his ear, tantalizingly faint,

"You're quite the hot commodity, wherever you go there are women fighting over you out of jealousy."

Before her words fell, under Su Qianran's almost fire-breathing gaze, she actually leaned down slightly, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, precisely covered Xu Yunzhou's slightly parted lips.

This kiss was brief yet extremely aggressive, carrying the mellow aroma of red wine and a trace of indescribable retaliatory pleasure.

At this moment, a certain hidden corner deep in Song Jinxuan's heart obtained unprecedented satisfaction.

Since childhood, whether in studies, appearance, or figure, she was suppressed by her older cousin Lin Ruoxuan in every aspect.

Even her current career relied on her cousin's support back then. On the surface, she maintained a grateful front, but deep down, she had always harbored a bitter, unyielding resentment...

Now, she finally felt a wave of sweet vindication!

Heh, the very man her cousin had watched from afar for so many years without ever daring to approach, this "white moonlight" carefully hidden at the bottom of her heart, had now fallen into her hands first.

At least in the matter of "getting this man," she finally won once against that cousin who was as perfect as a celestial being!

"Chairman Song, you... you are shameless! Taking advantage of my boyfriend when he's drunk!"

Su Qianran trembled all over with anger.

Song Jinxuan slowly straightened up, unhurriedly wiping the corner of her lips with her fingertip, as if savoring that kiss just now.

She looked down at Su Qianran condescendingly, her gaze as contemptuous as looking at a piece of trash.

"Setting aside the fact that he's no longer your boyfriend, even if he were..."

She paused meaningfully,

"Now, He isn't yours anymore."

Su Qianran's mouth fell open in shock, utter disbelief written all over her exquisitely made-up face.

Could this man, whom she had once disdained as entirely beneath her, actually be Chairman Song's favorite? Had she thrown away a massive opportunity?

Beside her, Chen Beichen stood utterly dumbfounded, staring blankly at the unbelievable scene unfolding before him.

He felt his entire worldview collapsing—just what kind of absurd, dog-shit luck had Xu Yunzhou stumbled into?

How could an elite heiress like Song Jinxuan, a wealthy, fair-skinned beauty whose standards were famously sky-high and whose family background was illustrious, dote so heavily on a man who had scraped his way up from the absolute bottom?

Had the world gone completely mad?

Right at this moment, a dazzling figure barged into this chaotic corridor, instantly attracting everyone's gaze!

A woman wearing a gorgeously peerless pure white wedding dress was running over hurriedly.

Her figure was tall and graceful, the wedding dress outlining breathtaking curves. She wore a mask on her face, revealing only a pair of clear and anxious eyes.

Like a bride rushing to a fated appointment, her footsteps hurried as she brushed past Song Jinxuan, who was still hugging Xu Yunzhou, bringing a faint fragrant breeze.

Yet, just a few steps past them, she came to an abrupt halt.

Guided by some invisible telepathy, she slowly turned around, raised her hand, and gently slipped the mask off her face.

Unveiling a highly recognizable face that frequently dominated major media headlines, topped music charts, and was known to millions of adoring fans—

Song Jiaru!

The corridor instantly plunged into a bizarre, deathly silence!

The nearby onlookers, Chen Beichen (whose face had been twisted in eager anticipation of a messy drama), and even Su Qianran (who had just been mute with rage) all froze on the spot as if struck by a paralysis spell, their mouths agape and their eyes wide with sheer disbelief!

Song Jiaru?

That Queen of Pop Song Jiaru who was wildly popular across half the sky?

How could she appear in this kind of place?

Moreover... in the middle of the night like this, wearing such a grand and extraordinarily meaningful wedding dress?

If this were posted online, it would simply be nuclear-bomb-level news capable of detonating the entire entertainment circle and paralyzing social media servers!

Heaven knows how many outrageous associations and overwhelming scandals it would draw out!

Song Jiaru, however, completely ignored everyone. Her gaze was locked firmly on Xu Yunzhou.

She walked toward him step by step, her eyes full of unbelievable ecstasy. Her voice trembling slightly, she called out carrying a suppressed crying tone:

"Big Brother... I finally... found you..."

Seeing her, Song Jinxuan frowned slightly, her tone carrying a trace of displeasure and reminder:

"Teacher Song, is it appropriate for you to appear in such a public place in the middle of the night looking like this? Please pay attention to your own identity and influence, otherwise it will seriously affect our upcoming cooperation. Go inside quickly, Manager Chang is waiting for you inside."

Qingsheng Media was exactly one of the organizers of Song Jiaru's current concert tour. Her manager Chang Yuan coming over tonight was exactly to negotiate some final details.

However, Song Jiaru seemed to not have heard her words at all, her gaze still glued firmly to Xu Yunzhou.

Seeing this, the corners of Song Jinxuan's mouth hooked into an imperceptible arc, and she instructed the female driver beside her:

"Support him into my car."

Then she said to Song Jiaru:

"I've made our Queen of Pop see a joke. He is a friend of mine, drank too much, I'll take him back to rest first. When the concert concludes successfully, I will personally host a celebration banquet for Teacher Song."

After saying that, she didn't linger, walking straight toward the elevator.

Song Jiaru stared blankly as their figures disappeared behind the closing elevator doors, her heart churning like an overturned river and sea.

This man... was he truly the Big Brother she had spent ten agonizing years searching for?

Or... was he merely a stranger who happened to look uncannily similar?

Right!

She suddenly remembered: years ago, when she first came to Binzhou for a competition, hadn't she spotted a high schooler playing soccer who looked almost exactly like Big Brother?

Perhaps... the drunken man before her now was that very same boy, all grown up?

Manager Chang Yuan also chased out anxiously upon hearing the sound. Seeing Song Jiaru standing in the corridor as if she had lost her soul, still wearing that shocking wedding dress, she was scared out of her wits.

She hurriedly stepped forward to protect her and bring her back into the private room, her tone full of lingering fear:

"My little ancestor! How could you just run out so recklessly! Good thing the privacy of this club is top-notch, and there aren't many people on this floor right now. If you were photographed... the sky would collapse! Hurry back inside with me!"

Song Jiaru still stood blankly in place:

"Sister Chang, who was the man in that video you sent just now?"

Chang Yuan said while pushing her:

"It seems to be a... um, 'special worker' brought by a friend of Chairman Song... Why? Don't tell me you're interested in him?"

(TL: "Special worker" implies a gigolo/host.)

Song Jiaru's spirits sank, her thoughts an absolute, muddled mess.

Forget it. Waiting a few more hours wouldn't change anything.

She would find out the absolute truth tomorrow morning... because before Big Brother vanished all those years ago, he had promised to meet her for breakfast by the West Lake.

As promised, here's today's double release!

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