After Rebirth, I Decided To Inherit the Family Property

Chapter 25 Trash Weibo, my hand slipped.

 

Cheng Jiaming didn’t even dare to breathe.

 

His impression of Qin Ke is as a very restrained person. Even if someone provoked him in the past, he would only walk away expressionlessly, looking like he didn’t bother to pay attention to the other party.

 

But at this moment, the pain from his wrist told him that Qin Ke was angry.

 

Cheng Jiaming had never seen Qin Ke get angry before. But subconsciously, he thought that Qin Ke, who was the same age as him, should not have such a strong sense of oppression. Not to mention that his eyes were full of contempt as if he was a two-legged clown.

 

It was as if the person standing in front of him(CJ) was not one of his classmates from university, but a two-tier superstar with far more seniority and popularity than him.

 

“You, you heard wrong.” Cheng Jiaming compensated with a smile, “It’s not what you think. We’ve been friends for many years, right? can you let go of me first?”

 

Qin Ke did not let go: “That’s not what I want to hear.”

 

Cheng Jiaming had no choice but to turn his head to the phone and say, “I was just talking nonsense. Qin Ke and his boss are not in that kind of relationship, don’t believe me.”

 

The person on the other end of the phone who listened to the whole thing: “……”

 

I didn’t believe it in the first place…but you slipped on your knees too quickly.

 

Qin Ke felt the same way.

 

In both his previous and current lives, he never thought he’d be able to get past the fact that he was just a character in two films and that the ever-optimistic Cheng Jiaming would find a way to target him.

 

He even sacrificed his promising role both times.

 

If Song Yunran could have known what he was thinking, he would have thought endearingly, “Silly boy, it’s because you’re the main character. All the princes in fairy tales have to be framed, such a simple truth. Can’t your brain even understand that?”

 

“Is that alright?” Cheng Jiaming’s trembling voice interrupted his thoughts.

 

Qin Ke retracted his hand, looked at him slowly and deliberated for two seconds, “Get lost.”

 

Cheng Jiaming smoothly fled.

 

As he left, he thought to himself, ‘It seems that after Qin Ke’s resources have increased, his temper has also increased. In the future, he must be careful and must not let the other side catch him again.’

 

Suddenly, Qin Ke called out to him in a low voice: “Cheng Jiaming.”

 

Cheng Jiaming suspiciously turned around, “What is it?”

 

After saying that, he wanted to slap himself twice, what was the point of answering so flatteringly?

 

A few metres away, Qin Ke’s eyes swept over in a cold and hostile manner, “Take care of yourself.”

 

Cheng Jiaming froze, and chills rushed up his spine to his temples.

 

For a brief moment, it was as if his skull had been cut open and all his filthy thoughts had been seen through with one glance.

 

Real fear spread from the soles of his feet and he swallowed hard, not daring to say another word, and fled the scene in a panic.

 

In the late afternoon, Qin Ke returned to the Upper Courtyard of Xicheng.

 

Before getting ready to get out of the car, he thought about it and told his assistant Xiao Ke: “There is an actor named Cheng Jiaming in the crew, who used to be my college classmate, but we are not on good terms.”

 

Xiao Ke was a smart man and immediately assured, “Understood, I will report to the company and try to avoid any further contact between you two.”

 

Qin Ke thanked him and got out of the car and walked through the underground car parking of the apartment, ready to take the lift upstairs.

 

He had just entered when he heard someone shout “wait a moment”, so he pressed the door button and retreated to the innermost corner of the lift, waiting for the person outside to come in.

 

“Thank…”

 

Song Yunran’s voice stopped abruptly in the middle as he stood still.

 

Qin Ke: “???”

 

Song Yunran took two deep breaths, cursing Assistant Tang for his poor work. If Qin Ke didn’t live in the same building as him, he wouldn’t have met him right after he got home from work!

 

No, I have to distance myself from him.

 

Song Yunran thought, ‘I can’t let him make it any worse than it was.’

 

With this in mind, he stepped back and tried to get out of the lift.

 

At that moment, he seemed to see Qin Ke’s lips move a few times as if he was trying to say something to him.

 

Before Song Yunran could react, his body was suddenly crushed by something on the left and right sides and then quickly bounced away.

 

Song Yunran was caught off guard: “Ah!”

 

It didn’t really hurt, but he was just lost in thought, and these two blows came so unexpectedly that he was scared into a squealing chicken.

 

“……”

 

Qin Ke couldn’t stand it anymore and simply went up and pulled his boss, who had just been caught in the lift door, into the lift, “What are you doing standing there?”

 

Song Yunran, still a bit confused, said with panic, “I got caught in the door.”

 

Qin Ke: “…… Well, I saw that.”

 

“You don’t understand, I got caught in the door again!”

 

Song Yunran remembered the unpleasant past when he had just been reborn when he still wanted to use the power of money to cut off Qin Ke’s path to fame. As a result, he was pitted by the magical power of the original work and had to get caught when entering the lift for several days in a row.

 

“Why is this happening?” He muttered in wonder.

 

Could it be that staying away from Qin Ke was not an option?

 

It couldn’t be that just because Qin Ke was the protagonist, the supporting characters had to accept his affection unconditionally.

 

Qin Ke was silent for a few seconds before explaining, “The reason you got caught by the door is most likely that the induction system of the lift door malfunctioned. Just inform the property to check it later, it’s not a big problem.”

 

Song Yunran was desperate, suspecting that Qin Ke had mistaken him for a retard, but also feeling that this was a complete failure.

 

He shook his head, not wanting to discuss this problem with Qin Ke, and pressed his floor. He swept his eyes over the bag he(QK) was carrying, a little curious about what was stuffed inside, but didn’t start any conversation in the end.

 

What if Qin Ke misunderstands him and just confesses to him?

 

That’s no good, a man will only affect how much money he makes.

 

When the lift ascended halfway up, Qin Ke sighed and said, “The bag contains clothes and shoes to wear for training at the martial arts school, and two pairs of knee pads.”

 

Song Yunran was stunned, how did he know what I was thinking?

 

Qin Ke turned his face sideways and asked with a smile, “Xiao Song, has anyone ever told you that what you think in your heart is often written on your face?”

 

Song Yunran closed his lips tightly and took a stance of refusing to communicate.

 

Noticing his abnormality, Qin Ke asked, “Is this some kind of new game, deliberately not talking to me?”

 

“……?”

 

New game, technique?

 

Song Yunran was shocked, could it be that Qin Ke thought he was playing hard to get?

 

He hurriedly cleared his throat and said, “No, I’m just too tired.”

 

Qin Ke looked at his glowing appearance, not seeing where the word tired was supposed to come from.

 

But out of courtesy, he added a couple of words before leaving the lift, “Then take care of yourself and get some rest.”

 

He turned at the right angle, and the light from both the corridor and the lift blended into his face, reflecting the look in his dark eyes with deep emotion. His voice was already very magnetic, so at first glance, it added to the ambience of a whispered love language.

 

The lift doors slowly closed.

 

The wall of mirrors reflected Song Yunran’s dumbfounded face.

 

Qin Ke was so concerned about his health that he gently told him to take a good rest!

 

What was his intention?

 

Was he trying to impress him like the silent spring rain?

 

Tsk, Qin Ke, this romantic brain persona of yours really does not fall apart.

 

Song Yunran returned home with a heavy heart.

 

The aunt who took care of him poked her head out of the kitchen, “Yunran is back?”

 

“Yes.” He answered weakly.

 

Auntie smiled and said, “Wash your hands and rest for a while, dinner will be ready soon. My relatives in the countryside sent me two baskets of local eggs today, so I’ll make you an omelette then?”

 

“What omelette?!”

 

Song Yunran couldn’t hear any words related to Qin Ke now, and rushed into the kitchen like an enemy, “I don’t want to eat omelette!”

 

Auntie gave the expression of an elderly man looking at the phone, “But haven’t you loved omelettes since you were a kid?”

 

It was still a loose egg that was fried crispy and crunchy around the edges and runny in the middle when poked twice.

 

Song Yunran said righteously, “I don’t like it anymore. From now on, remove omelette from the menu in my house.”

 

“…Okay.”

 

Auntie turned around with a confused look on her face and went back to work, thinking that perhaps the young master had embarked on a new wave of rebellion.

 

Song Yunran went into the bathroom and came out after washing his hands, and again apprehensively stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the street beneath his feet.

 

It was dark outside, and the lights were lit up, forming a glorious night scene of the luxurious city.

 

The other CEOs, faced with this scene, were probably thinking about how to drive the rival companies out of business.

 

But here he stands, thinking about ……

 

Do I have to move away from here?

 

But this place is so close to the company, so convenient to live in, and the roads are so well connected that Song Yunran doesn’t want to move.

 

He had been struggling for a long time, but could not think of a solution. He could only take out his phone to look at the cute cats and dogs on Weibo to ease his anxiety.

 

Just as he clicked in, the little red dot on the message bar at the bottom of the interface caught Song Yunran’s eye.

 

Song Yunran gave a strange “Huh”, his number was like a dead number, he hadn’t even added any friends, how could there be new messages all of a sudden, most likely it was an advertisement.

 

But he didn’t like the little red dot staying there, so he clicked on it to take a look.

 

[Summer Getaway Ice Cream: Hey girl, are you hooked on this pair too?

 

Song Yunran: “……?”

 

What the hell, sent it to the wrong person?

 

He didn’t realise the danger approaching and didn’t even think about it, he just threw out two lines of question marks with his backhand.

 

Summer Getaway Ice Cream probably lived on Weibo, and when he finally replied, they immediately sent two sentences: [Girl, don’t pretend, you can’t fool people with all those likes].

 

Song Yunran was even more baffled.

 

When he opened his Weibo-like interface and read the latest two likes, he froze on the spot.

 

I don’t know.

 

Song Yunran was speechless, he had accidentally liked the content that revealed the identity of the mysterious motorcyclist.

 

Trash Weibo, my hand slipped.

 

Song Yunran cursed the software in his heart before noticing that the blogger’s id was called Summer Getaway Ice Cream.

 

He rubbed his eyebrows and cut over to reply: [Not at all, my hand slipped and I clicked on the wrong one.]

 

Summer Getaway Ice Cream: [I don’t believe it, it’s human nature to be bewitched by this pair.]

 

She dropped two Weibo group links, [Come on, girl, now you have a chance to join us.]

 

Song Yunran couldn’t help but roll his eyes, it was hard for him to negotiate.

 

He moved his fingers and was about to blacklist the other party when his eyes accidentally swept over the number of people in the group shown in the chat log.

 

There are no more, no less, exactly ten.

 

…Just me and Qin Ke, how can there be ten CP fans on the whole internet?

 

I think it’s possible that Qin Ke paid for the water army, or maybe the two of them are playing N roles in the hype, or maybe this summer getaway ice cream is his account.

 

The picture in Song Yunran’s mind immediately appeared when Qin Ke was holding his mobile phone and typing in “girl”, the image was so funny that he burst out laughing.

 

The image was so hilarious that he was amused.

 

Song Yunran’s hand slipped again.

 

Song Yunran stared angrily at his right hand as the text “Welcome Newcomers, Rookie Posting” swept through the group, wanting to cut it off viciously.

 

What kind of trouble was he getting into every day?

 

The few CP fans in the group were so enthusiastic that someone immediately said: [Today is a memorable day, we finally have 12 people! What do you say to the newbie sister?]

 

This was followed by two pink bunny emojis, which looked oddly cute.

 

The other party’s attitude made Song Yunran unable to resist withdrawing from the group immediately.

 

He hesitated for a moment, and with a feeling that he had come to the group anyways. He looked at his messy code like id: [Just call me Shilang.]

 

[Then let’s call you Xiao Shiliang!]

 

Song Yunran: “……”

 

You have to add the word “Xiao” in front, don’t you?

 

You’re not one of Assistant Tang’s disciples, are you?

 

He scanned the group name and typed: [Why is your group name “Dizzy”? (T/N The group name is ke yun which means dizzy.)

 

The other two answered him: [Because it’s Qin Ke X Song Yuran, and isn’t Ke Yunran the phonetic equivalent of “dizzy”? 

 

Oh, that’s great, how creative.

 

Song Yunran expressionlessly closed the group and switched out to see Summer Getaway Ice Cream sending him another private message.

 

[Xiao Shiliang, check out the summary of our dizzy candy site! (T/N candy here means the material that supports CP given off by the main characters.) 

 

……eh?

 

Song Yunran was completely shocked this time.

 

Just him and Qin Ke, how can there be any candy?

 

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CP fans: Yes, we’re professionals!