Rebirth of the Wealthy Fakes

It's hard for Wang Ya to get Song Feile to come here to fulfill her responsibilities as a mother. She and Uncle Wang made a table of Song Feile's favorite dishes, and waited and waited, but her son just didn't come back.

She frowned and asked Uncle Wang, "Did you call him? Why hasn't he come back yet? Has he gone to school recently?"

Uncle Wang has served his family for decades, and the young masters can be said to have watched them grow up. Others think that a wealthy family can do whatever they want, and get what they want. Only he understands the ups and downs, and can't help but speak for the young master .

"The young master occasionally goes to school, and he can skip a grade to graduate from that course. During this time, he goes to the company more often."

Wang Ya didn't answer, she was silent for a while and continued to ask, "Does he often go to Pang Yi?"

Uncle Wang didn't know how to answer this question, so he had to be honest, "I keep calling, but the other party doesn't seem to answer, and I didn't look good when I came back two days ago."

"Two days ago? Did something happen?" Wang Ya thought about it, and her son handled the property well. After all, he had been exposed to these things since he was a child, and the speed of getting started even exceeded her expectations.

If it's not about work, then it's about love.Just as I was about to ask again, there was a "wow" sound of the door opening next to my ear.

Seeing her son coming back, Wang Ya smiled lightly and said, "You're back."

Xi Siyuan followed Song Feile, entered the door and saw Wang Ya, he laughed dryly, "Wang... Aunt Wang..." I probably didn't expect her to come back today.

With a cold face, Song Feile changed his shoes casually, without greeting anyone or looking at his mother, he just went straight up to the second floor and entered the room, and slammed the door behind him.

The door slammed shut, leaving the people downstairs bewildered.

Wang Ya had never seen his son like this before. He asked Xi Siyuan, "What's the matter? Where did he go today?"

As soon as Xi Siyuan saw Song Feile's mother, the mouse met the cat. He always knew Wang Ya's power, so he panicked and wanted to run away. "Auntie... I have something to do today, so I'm leaving first..." Xi Siyuan hurriedly said goodbye.

Wang Ya immediately lowered her face, "Xiao Yuan! Who did he meet today?"

Xi Siyuan said hahaha, oiled the soles of his feet and ran quickly, "I met a friend...hehe...friend..." After finishing speaking, he quickly retreated.

Wang Ya looked worried, and looked at Uncle Wang, then stepped upstairs and stood at the door of Song Feile's room. She knocked on the door of Song Feile's room, and called out in a low voice, "Feile..."

There was no answer from the room.

Wang Ya glanced at Uncle Wang, and Uncle Wang immediately came over and knocked on the door, "Master, there are many dishes you like, come out and eat."

Still no answer from the room.

Wang Ya signaled Uncle Wang to go down first, then stood at the door without speaking.

Song Feile in the room was lying on the bed.

He didn't turn on the light, nor opened the curtains, and the whole room was plunged into a cold darkness.

Wang Ya's voice came from far away from the door. The soundproof door was effective, and the voice was very soft and far away. He closed his eyes and remained silent in the cold darkness.

Uncle Wang was downstairs looking upstairs, thinking that Song Feile would come down if the time was later, but it was almost twelve o'clock in the evening, why didn't anyone come down yet?Staring at all the cold food on the table, Uncle Wang hesitated for a while whether to put it away or not.

"Take it away." Wang Ya saw Uncle Wang's hesitation, "Get a bowl of his favorite dishes and save them. If he comes out, warm them up for him."

Uncle Wang nodded, and then began to clean up the things on the table. What a wonderful dish, it's so good now, it's all cold.Shaking his head and sighing, he cleaned up the dishes one by one, picked out what Song Feile liked to eat according to Wang Ya's instructions, and made a small bowl, and put it aside.

Wang Ya and her husband are separated, and it's so late today, so they just stay here with Song Feile.While making the bed for her, Uncle Wang sighed and said, "The young master is really like you, Miss, you are so boring. If you want him to confide in someone, he probably can't do it. Miss, you shut yourself up in the past. Dehydration..." The words stopped abruptly at this point, Uncle Wang realized that he had said something he shouldn't have said, and immediately fell silent.

"Forget it, he won't come out even if you knock on the door now, only when he wants to come out. Uncle Wang, you should go to bed earlier, if he comes out in the middle of the night, I'll give him some hot food to eat." Wang Ya will He took off the earrings on his ears, pretended not to hear, and looked at himself in the mirror.

Uncle Wang definitely hoped that the mother and son could develop a better relationship, so he nodded quickly.

After Uncle Wang left, Wang Ya continued to unload necklaces, brooches and other accessories on the dressing table, and combed her long black hair carefully with a comb.Since the hair was not dyed, it grew very fast, so it needs to be trimmed again.

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I originally thought that even if my son skipped breakfast, at least he would automatically open the door and come out when he was hungry at noon.It was only when I went upstairs that I realized that the breakfast that had been placed at the door of the room early in the morning had not been touched at all.

It seems that the room has not been turned on, and it has been in a state of darkness from the crack of the floor.

"Still sleeping?" Uncle Wang put his ear to the door and wanted to knock but saw Wang Ya shaking his head worriedly.Uncle Wang was very obedient, and silently removed the breakfast and replaced it with lunch.

But will there be any problems if there is no dripping water?Uncle Wang was very worried that Song Feile's body would not be able to resist.

For the past two days, Wang Ya was here with Song Feile. After the company dealt with the matter, the driver drove her over. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Uncle Wang packing up the food.This situation exceeded her expectations, and she asked in shock, "It hasn't come out yet?"

All day and three days.

"Miss, I'm very worried, why don't we force the door open?" Uncle Wang was no longer worried but anxious.

Wang Ya threw the handbag to Uncle Wang, changed her shoes, and walked upstairs. On the way, she was still thinking about calling her eldest son and asking in detail what happened to the previous bombing.Now she suspects that the youngest son and the eldest son have colluded a confession for her, and the matter may be far more complicated than what she heard.

She is not a particularly enthusiastic person, and sometimes she feels deeply defeated when facing her youngest son.

"Follow me!" Hearing Wang Ya's words, Uncle Wang nodded quickly, and the two walked towards the door of Song Feile's bedroom.

"Feile...can you open the door?" Wang Ya endured the worry in her heart and knocked on the door again.

But there was no sound of any kind inside, not even the sound of footsteps or people moving about.This situation caused her worries to rise to the point of derailment in an instant. She increased the strength of knocking on the door and the voice of calling, and said loudly:

"Feile! Open the door!" If she didn't open it, she would find someone to hit the door directly.

Originally, I thought there would be no response this time, but I only heard a "Wow!", and the door of the room opened.Because it had been dark for too long, when the light from the door suddenly penetrated into Song Feile's eyes, his brown pupils narrowed forcefully due to fear of light.

"Mom." He yelled lazily.

As a mother, Wang Ya carefully observed the changes in her son.

He didn't look any different, even his usual expression was the same as before.It's just that except for the originally fair skin, because of being locked up for a few days, it was stained with a hazy cyan color that has not rested well.

Finally, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm so hungry, Uncle Wang, please get me something to eat." Song Feile said lightly.

Of course Uncle Wang was very happy, and hurried to the kitchen to serve food.Wang Ya felt sorry for the tired look on his face, and couldn't help asking, "What happened these two days?"

Song Feile didn't seem to want to continue this topic, but said, "Mom, I'm fine."

Wang Ya was a little unhappy. It's not that she didn't hear the gossip between her son and Pang Yi, but because she didn't pay much attention to the child, she didn't care. After all, the struggle within the group is now fierce. Ever since her father fell ill, the second uncle has been overbearing. Powerful, with a group of veterans, they used tricks to lift her up.

Song Feile didn't speak, and Wang Ya couldn't find anything to say to her son. The mother and son ate quietly at the table.

Since he had been hungry for a few days, Uncle Wang ordered some porridge from the list to nourish his stomach. Song Feile's eyelashes drooped, and he couldn't eat happily.

"Is there something unhappy?" Wang Ya asked her son.

"No." Song Feile said calmly.

"You haven't been to school for a long time. Your father is anxious to send you abroad at the end of the year. Are you willing?"

Originally, he thought that Song Feile would express his opinion to some extent, but he didn't expect his son to say without blinking his eyes, "Whatever."

Faced with his answer, Wang Ya didn't know how to proceed with the topic of communication with his son.

For Song Feile, going abroad means separating from Pang Yi.

He lowered his eyes and stuffed the warm porridge into his mouth spoon by spoon.An overly hungry stomach was comforted by a small amount of food in pain and eased.While eating slowly, Uncle Wang came over, handed him the phone and said, "Master Feile, your phone has been ringing since yesterday."

To be honest, young master Feile's appearance that nothing had happened frightened him a bit.

Song Feile raised his eyebrows and took the phone. Since the Ross incident last time, he had changed his phone, and he didn't have time to reissue the previous number.One of the main reasons is that if he calls Pang Yi with his previous mobile phone number, Pang Yi will either cut it off or directly block it, so it is more convenient for him to use the new number.

Looking at the phone number, Xi Siyuan has called several times, and there are text messages, nothing more than telling him the recent situation of Yuehe Investment, how good the market prospect is, and praising him for his vision.

Wang Ya seemed to roughly guess who the caller was, but she eased her expression and laughed, "Is it Xiaoyuan? You slipped faster than a rabbit that day, and the projects you invested in are doing well. I heard that you are doing audio As for the media, the original plan was to lose three years, but now it has been evened out in about one year."

His son is very talented in business and has a good eye. After all, he is the blood of the Wang and Song families, and the best things in his genes have been inherited.

As for the negative things in the genes... Wang Ya originally wanted to ask her son why he would be in the mood to go into the high-end hotel market. You must know that Pang Yi had been watching this market for a long time, and whenever he had time to stand up, he would immediately enter it.

"Mom~" Song Feile called Wang Ya.

It was rare for Wang Ya to see his son calling her so intimately, so she couldn't help but softly said, "What else?"

Song Feile stared obediently into his fucking eyes, and begged, "Is Pang Yi's ID card and household registration book locked in your hand, can you give it to me?

Wang Ya was just about to pick up the chopsticks, but she froze in mid-air.