Rebirth of the Wealthy Fakes

The Land Rover was rampaging all the way, and the surrounding cars acted as if he was a plague god and consciously stayed three feet away from it...

"Uncle Pang, you have stepped into someone else's path."

"Uncle Pang, don't keep honking the horn, women and children will protest."

"Uncle Pang, you have kept the headlights on, so that the other party's vehicle can't see clearly."

In the end, Zong Ze couldn't bear it anymore and pinched Pang Yi's wrist, and said without any resistance, "Change positions, I will drive."

The momentum was too strong, Pang Yi had no choice but to let him go.

In fact, if you continue to drive, accidents will happen if you don’t keep them neatly. Pang Yi feels that his eyelids are twitching, and the world seems to be pulling the curtain.

"Send me to the apartment instead of going to Muma Mountain. I'll sleep for a while." Then he collapsed on the passenger seat, squinting his eyes and feeling drowsy. He commanded angrily, "Stop!!"

Zong Ze didn't know why, so he had to stop the car according to his idea.

The body is very tired, but the spirit is very empty, and it feels like there is always something that can't be filled.

He pulled Zongze over and kissed him fiercely on the lips, his movements were eager and rough.

Zong Ze stuck out his tongue to respond to him, and just about to deepen the kiss, Pang Yi suddenly backed away.Anxiously, he kicked the car decoration with his foot, scratched his hair, and growled, "Fuck! I'm so crazy!"

Zong Ze wanted to say something, but Pang Yilue turned sideways dejectedly, "Forget it, just go back and pretend I didn't do anything."

The atmosphere was awkward for a while.

After being silent for a while, Pang Yi heard Zong Ze ask with a sigh, "Uncle Pang, do you like me?"

What reason does he not like such a young and beautiful boy?

"I like it." Pang Yi said the truth.

"Do you like it as much as you like Song Feile?"

Pang Yi was stunned, he didn't expect him to be so obvious.

I don't know how to answer, so there is only silence.

Zong Ze wasn't asking any more questions, the car drove slowly towards Pang Yi's residence, there was an eerie silence all the way, Pang Yi simply pretended to be a turtle and slept all the way back, he didn't dare and couldn't bear to look Zong Ze in the eyes.For all the beautiful boys in the three thousand episodes, he should appreciate them like pets, which is visual and satisfactorily satisfying.

To Song Feile...

It is a longing that cannot be filled from the previous life to this life.

Realizing this made him feel even more irritable.

In his whole life, if he likes it, he likes it, and if he hates it, he hates it. He has never set up a gray area in his relationship, and he can't answer Zongze's question.

Zong Ze was a smart boy, he never asked too many questions, he just told him to drink plenty of water when he got home, and then he left straight away, seeing his straight back, Pang Yi himself sighed.I thought to myself, why do you think people are so cheap?Song Feile didn't like him, he rushed to stick his cold ass, and offered to come to the bowl, but he was not interested.

What a bad debt!

He fell asleep when he got home, and fell into a deep sleep under the influence of alcohol, until a harsh doorbell shook his head awake.

Which killer came to him so early?

With a layer of frost on his face, Pang Yi opened the door with a stinky face.

The courier boy's face was even more stinky than his, and he stuffed a document into him stiffly, complaining, "I made countless calls and didn't answer, wasting my delivery time, sign now!"

"No one said they would send me a courier." Pang Yi rubbed his temples and muttered strangely.

The other party ignored him at all, "Hurry up and sign! I have to send it to another family! You are the only one to waste time."

Pang Yi had to sign.

When I entered the room, I opened it and muttered inexplicably, "What is it?" Say it's a bomb, and it won't be so thin...

A list fell from the inside lightly and landed at Pang's feet.

Huh?Pang Yi picked it up and took a look.

What the hell! ! ! ! ! !

The sky-high repair fee! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Staring at the string of zeros on the back, Pang Yi laughed angrily, blackmail is not so cruel!

Signature: Song Feile.

These three words are too dazzling!

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The courier boy was summoned up 10 minutes after he went downstairs.

Pang Yi scribbled the words "Xiu your sister" on the form and threw it to the other party, "Whoever sent it, send it back the same way." At the end, he added, "Delivery within the same day."

Snake spirit disease!simply.The courier boy watched silently as the same item was sent back to his place of origin.His delivery route today does not include that route, okay?

"Three times the price." Pang Yi knows that money can turn ghosts around.

So... Song Feile received a courier from Pang Yi three hours later, glanced at the thin document, and said to the courier as if he had expected it, "How much did he pay you?"

The courier boy shook his head, trying not to be tempted by money, and said, "Three...three...three times..."

Song Feile's expression was expressionless, "Five times."

Courier brother, "!!!"

Song Feile pointed to the document, "Send it back to me within an hour."

Courier brother, "..."

Don't guess what the local tyrant is thinking... Could it be that he has been running around for this document all day today...?

When the document was returned to Pang Yi without even opening it, Pang Yi was so angry that he threw the document away, and immediately dialed Assistant Pei's phone number.

"Mr. Pang!!" Assistant Pei immediately treated him seriously. Normally, when Pang Yi called at such a time, there must be nothing good.

"Go get me a phone harassment software that makes countless calls every day."

Assistant Pei, "..." Sure enough...

Next, Song Feile's mobile phone was always harassed by strange calls, no matter when Song Feile was in class, during breaks, eating, or practicing archery...At the beginning, Song Feile would still answer the call. After the connection, it was either the strange music when Sadako crawled out, or groaning, or audio such as "I am a lonely lady with a family fortune of tens of millions. Record commercials.

As a result, Song Feile's phone kept beeping strangely all day long. Even if it was turned off to vibrate, it kept moving. The only way to find peace was in the Do Not Disturb mode.

Xi Siyuan couldn't help but joked, "Hey, what kind of young woman loves you so much that she can't help herself, the rhythm of blowing up her phone?"

Song Feile turned off the phone and smiled slightly, "It's okay."

Then, this is not over yet. In order to facilitate going to school, Song Feile has an independent duplex apartment in a famous high-end community near the school. The area is very large, about 250 square meters.On the upper level of the apartment is the spacious master bedroom with soft carpet.He doesn't like too many people, and a nanny will come to clean up the room regularly, but for dinner, Uncle Wang, the housekeeper of the Song family, will make it for him.

Uncle Wang drooped his face, "Young Master, the mourners have come three times today, and they swear that we will hold funerals here."

Song Feile looked out from the curtain, and sure enough, a group of people in sackcloth and filial piety were crying and howling underneath.After Uncle Wang complained about the property management, the security guards came to chase him away immediately, so a group of people danced and sang, holding bells in their hands, and Song Feile, who was originally a low-key student, became completely famous this time.

After finishing this episode, Pang Yi laughed so hard at the coffee shop opposite Song Feile's apartment that Song Feile's dark cloud crossing face was so pretty, brat, I'll let you beat me.

"Mr. Pang, pay attention to your image." Secretary Lin pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and reminded him kindly.

Pang Yi's suit is sharp today, and the hugoboss silver-gray stylish slim suit makes him luxurious and business-like, attracting coffee

The other women in the hall turned their heads frequently.He crossed his legs and looked proudly at the mourning team coming out of the Song Feile community, feeling that the mood that had been suppressed for a few days suddenly changed today.

"Be careful and play it off." A young man on the opposite side said while flipping through today's newspaper, "I heard that you just came out of the police station half a month ago. I thought you had already learned a lesson from Young Master Song."

The one who spoke was Pang Yi's friend, Lin Lin.

"What nonsense?" Pang Yi frowned and immediately retorted, "What do you think he can do to me?" Pang Yi felt a thorn in his heart when he mentioned the incident half a month ago. Falling asleep, such an embarrassing scene, Pang Yi almost wanted to erase that day.

"Cut." Lin Lin glanced at him contemptuously, "I heard from Assistant Pei that you can't walk very well for a few days."

mlgb's Pei has a big mouth!

"But..." Lin Lin looked in the direction of Song Feile's house thoughtfully, and asked suspiciously, "Why does he always live alone?"

Pang Yi thumped in his heart, feeling that Lin Lin was right on point. He had been lurking here for the past few days, and he hadn't seen Wang Ya, an indifferent woman, come to see his son. Except for Song Feile who came once, there was almost no one else. Of course, I don't know if I called him or not. It stands to reason that if he harassed him like that, the phone probably wouldn't get through.

Thinking about it carefully, since before, he seldom heard Wang Ya talk about his own children, let alone her husband.

What kind of environment did Song Feile grow up in?He was suddenly a little curious.

"What are you thinking about?" Lin Lin stood up and packed his bag, seeing him wandering, couldn't help waving his fingers in front of him.

After regaining his senses, Pang Yi realized that his friend was talking to him. He stood up and put his arm around the other person's shoulder and shouted, "Why are you going?

Go to the bar, my treat! "