I am a rich man

"That's fine, brother... If you don't like me calling me, don't be unhappy." Song Yao forced a smile, bit his lip, and quickly hid his grievance,

He seemed to want to say something to Song Yuan, but in the end he hung his head anxiously and stopped talking.

From Aunt Zhang's point of view, she was completely afraid of Song Yuan, and she was sad and sad with her head down.

She sneered, stared at Song Yuan, and said loudly on purpose: "Second Young Master, you bullied Eldest Young Master just after you came back? Do you respect your elder brother's self-knowledge?"

She purposely emphasized the word "Second Young Master", just to slap Song Yuan in the face.

Aunt Zhang has worked in the Song family for more than 20 years. She was there when Master Song and Mrs. Song had no children.Mrs. Song got along well with her, and after a long time, she treated her like she treated her own mother.Therefore, Aunt Zhang treated Song Yao very well, treating him as her own son.

Although Song Yao was not born to Mrs. Song, she still liked Song Yao, especially when she knew that Mrs. Song was not very happy about Song Yuan's arrival, she disliked Song Yuan even more.

In her eyes, Song Yuan's arrival was nothing but making Song Yao and the Song family sad.

"Master, it's time to go." The driver walked in quickly, stopped beside Song Yao, and spoke respectfully.

"I'm older than him." Song Yuan stood up, looked at Aunt Zhang calmly, and said softly, "Auntie made a mistake."

He didn't say too much, even if Aunt Zhang mocked him, she didn't show any expression, her tone was flat and indifferent, as if she didn't care about anything.

But Aunt Zhang felt that what Song Yuan said was "deliberately" targeting her, so she let out a slap in the face, and her expression became distorted because she was too excited: "Who said you are older than Master Song Yao?! Song Yao The young master was born on July [-]th, and you were born on July [-]th, how come you are older than Master Song Yao?!"

Seeing that Aunt Zhang was so excited and looked like she was going to eat people, the corners of Song Yao's lips could not help but rise slightly when he raised his head.

He quickly hid his smile, grabbed Aunt Zhang, his eyes were terribly red, and he looked like he was about to cry, "Aunt Zhang, stop talking. My birthday...is Song Yuan's. So, he is indeed My elder brother. I was born on July [-]th, Song Yuan, I..."

He wanted to call out brother, but he didn't plan in advance. He really couldn't call out brother, because he didn't intend to treat Song Yuan as a family member from the bottom of his heart.

Song Yuan interrupted him: "You can call me by my name."

The anger was suppressed in her heart, and she couldn't do anything to Song Yuan because of her status. Aunt Zhang found Song Yuan even more unpleasant. After coaxing Song Yao, she mopped the floor and taunted her in a strange way: "Oh, there are some people from the countryside. It's just different, unscrupulous like everyone owes him, uneducated, not talking, and not having any self-knowledge."

It goes without saying who she's talking about.

"Aunt Zhang, don't say that, I really owe Song Yuan." It was Song Yuan who was ridiculing inside and out. I was wronged, and it should be Song Yuan who has been loved by my parents for 18 years, not me, and all of this does not belong to me. Aunt Zhang, if you say that, Song Yuan will be sad, and I will be sad too."

The young master who was so elegant on weekdays was blushing from crying at this moment, looking extremely fragile.Aunt Zhang yelled a few times, "You're a sinner" in distress, and hurriedly went to wipe Song Yao's tears.

Song Yuan quietly watched one of them acting and the other coaxing, with a calm expression as if they were not in the same world as them.

Song Yao stopped his tears and said, "I'm fine, Song Yuan should be more sad, am I too annoying?" While peeking at Song Yuan, seeing that he had no expression from the beginning to the end, he gave a slight smile. Leng.

Do you really not care, or just pretend?

How could a person not react at all when he heard what he said, what Aunt Zhang said?

Noticing his gaze, Song Yuan said, "It's almost eight o'clock."

I have class at eight o'clock, so I'm going to be late.

Song Yao came to his senses and said to Aunt Zhang: "Aunt Zhang, I'm fine, don't say that next time, it's for me and for Song Yuan. From today on, Song Yuan will live with us. Very bad, I will make up for what I owe him all these years."

"You don't owe him anything, and you don't need to make up for it. This matter has nothing to do with you. Don't take it on yourself." Aunt Zhang patted Song Yao's head.

As long as Song Yuan doesn't cause trouble, she won't dislike Song Yuan.

But she doesn't think Song Yuan is pitiful. Compared with Song Yuan, she feels that Song Yao, who has been suffering all the time, is more pitiful and innocent. After all, she has lived with her family for so long, and knowing her identity will definitely break down.

As for Song Yuan, his life was so bad before, and now that he is back, he is probably overjoyed.

Song Yao picked up his schoolbag and walked out in a hurry.

He was a student with excellent grades in school. He never arrived late or left early. He won the first place in every exam. His teachers and classmates praised him every day, and he was even named a male god by the school.

I'm late for the first time today because of Song Yuan.

The driver got into the co-pilot and was about to leave when Song Yao got into the car, completely forgetting about Song Yuan.

Song Yuan didn't care, opened the car door and got in, putting on his seat belt.

"Don't mind, the driver uncle didn't get used to your arrival for a while, and I forgot to remind you, if you want to blame me, don't blame the driver uncle."

The moment the seat belt was fastened, Song Yao who was sitting next to him spoke cautiously.

Song Yuan withdrew his hand and looked out the window, "I don't mind."

Hearing Song Yao's words, the driver remembered Song Yuan, and quickly turned his head to apologize: "I'm sorry Second Young Master, I forgot. I'm used to picking up Young Master alone. Master and Madam even told me to go out, I'm so stupid Second young master, don't be angry..."

Song Yuan interrupted him: "It's okay."

The driver stopped talking and drove away. Because of what Song Yao said before, he was somewhat afraid that Song Yuan would complain to Mrs. Song.

"You and I are in the same class, Class A. Mom and Dad know that you haven't studied, and have already found a tutor for you. Class A has grade requirements. If you fail to pass the mid-term exam in two months, You will be kicked out of Class A." Song Yao hesitated and said, "Song Yuan, work hard and don't let your parents down. I will help you. If you have any questions, you can ask me, and I can give you tutoring."

"Yes, Master Song Yao is number one in school, he can do everything, Second Young Master, if you don't know anything, you can find Master Song Yao, he is very good." The driver smiled openly, and he could tell from his tone that he was very nervous. I like Song Yao.

Song Yuan said "Yes", "Thank you."

He didn't go to correct the driver's address to him.

Song Yao felt that he was boring and at the same time felt that he was always pretending.

Deliberately pretending that he doesn't care about anything must be to make him relax his vigilance, and he must have been planning something in his heart.

Thinking of this, Song Yao sneered in his heart.

He has been the young master of the Song family for 18 years, and it is absolutely impossible to give up the position of the young master of the Song family.

There is also the Song family, which is also his, and his parents are also his!

So what if Song Yuan is the real young master of the Song family, for everyone now, he is an extra person, neither outstanding nor likable.

Song Yuan is not qualified to compete with him.

Song Yao covered the cold light in his eyes, smiled brightly, turned his head and bent his eyes at Song Yuan: "Song Yuan, don't be nervous, our classmates are easy to get along with, they know that you and I are brothers, and will help you."

The moment the car stopped at the school gate, the class bell just rang.

When getting out of the car, the driver hesitated all the time and wanted to talk to Song Yuan, but he didn't say it in the end.

Seeing what he was worried about, Song Yuan approached him and said softly, "Uncle, I'm not angry, so you don't have to worry about me suing."

In a word, the driver was instantly relieved and thanked him quickly.

Song Yao stood aside, looking at this scene with cold eyes.

*

Song Yao was late for the first time, and he was still with this boy.

The boy's figure was thin and thin, and he looked as if he would fall if the wind blows. His cold and indifferent appearance was very different from Song Yao, who had a gentle smile on his face.

Everyone was curious and asked why Song Yao was late.

"Song Yuan came to school on the first day," Song Yao apologized, "I wasted some time at home. Teacher, I'm sorry, it's my fault."

All kinds of eyes fell on Song Yuan instantly, because most of Song Yao's words were full of hostility.

"Who is this? It made Song Yao late."

"Song Yao just said that his name is Song Yuan? Also his surname is Song? The rumors he heard before turned out to be true. It's interesting."

"What rumor? Tell me quickly."

Whispering sounds came to his ears, Song Yuan looked at the students sitting below calmly, and didn't care.

"It's okay, you don't need to apologize, it's not your fault." The homeroom teacher patted Song Yao on the shoulder, his eyes fell on Song Yuan, "New student?"

The principal had greeted her in advance, and she also knew that there would be a freshman coming today, and I heard that he was from the countryside, but Song Yuan looked different from what she had imagined.

Song Yuan nodded.

"I heard that you haven't studied?" The head teacher frowned, his tone a little cold, "Although I don't know why you agreed to transfer directly to Class Three, but since you are here, you have to keep up or leave the class. Do you understand? "

Song Yuan: "Understood."

Facing Song Yao, the homeroom teacher smiled all over his face and comforted him softly: "It's okay, Song Yao, don't be sad, it happened for a reason, the teacher won't blame you for being late, go back to your seat and sit down."

Going back to Song Yuan again, the head teacher's attitude changed 180 degrees, "Don't think that you are Song Yuan's younger brother, and you will be fine if you have poor grades. If your grades fail, even Song Yao will help you speak up."

Brother Song Yao?

The people in the classroom blew up the pot.

Master Song claimed that Song Yuan was Song Yao's younger brother, but this lie was already broken without probing.

The Song family has only one young master from the beginning to the end. This is known to the outside world. Where did the other young master come from?

It is impossible to hide the rich and powerful turmoil.

Some students in the class knew about it a long time ago, and they all looked at Song Yuan with the mentality of watching a play.

"Really young master? I think it's about the same as a real pheasant. I heard that he lives in the countryside, the house is built of mud, and it leaks, and he doesn't take a bath for a few days."

"Ah! Then does he stink?"

"It doesn't look like it, but who knows if it was washed for three days and three nights before coming here, hahahaha."

"There's a big difference between him and Song Yao...Although it's a little pitiful, if I were him, I would never go back to my home to humiliate myself."

"He didn't study, won't entering our class lower the average score of our class? How could the teacher agree with him to come in? It's really unlucky."

"The identity of the young master of the Song family, otherwise how would he come in. Since he is delusional that he can gain a foothold in our class, let him see how much he is."

"..."

The discussion stopped when the head teacher slapped the ruler on the table.

"Okay, just introduce yourself and go down and find a seat where no one is sitting."

Song Yuan picked up the chalk, wrote his name on the blackboard, and turned to face the crowd: "Hi everyone, my name is Song Yuan."

His voice was flat, his eyes were indifferent, even though he was ridiculed maliciously by everyone, nothing changed.

Coupled with the beautiful font on the blackboard behind him, everyone was a little surprised, including the head teacher.

It is said that he has never read the book, but the written words do not look like he has never read the book.

At least it takes at least a few years of practice to write to this point.

Song Yao stared at the words on the blackboard, and slightly tightened his hand holding the book.

Master Song is usually serious and doesn't like to laugh. Most of his thoughts are on the company, and he rarely cares about Song Yao.Song Yao knew that Master Song liked calligraphy when he was in junior high school. In order to make Master Song happy, he started to practice calligraphy.

It took several years of practice to write beautiful calligraphy, which made Master Song very happy and fell in love with him.

Then at this time, Song Yuan appeared.

Why Song Yuan can write such a good handwriting.

What makes Song Yao even more unacceptable is that he has practiced calligraphy for so long, it is not as good as Song Yuan who has never read a book.

The book was scratched and wrinkled, Song Yao came back to his senses.

It is estimated that Song Yuan's handwriting is more beautiful, and the rest is useless.

Thinking of this, Song Yao curled his lips into a smile, and quickly smoothed the book.

*

In the classroom, there were only two vacant seats at the back door in the last row. Just as Song Yuan sat down in the vacant seat outside, everyone suddenly burst into laughter.

"He dared to sit in Gu Yuhe's seat, he is finished. When Gu Yuhe comes tomorrow, he will know that his position has been tarnished, and he will probably kill someone."

"Hahahahaha, I'm already looking forward to Gu Yuhe's return, and I will definitely grab him and throw him out."

"I've already taken a picture and sent it to Aite Gu Yuhe in the class. I believe he will see it soon."

"Stop arguing, you are so noisy. Also, why are you always laughing at others?" The voice of ridicule was interrupted by this sentence, and everyone looked at the speaker.

"Hey, squad leader, why are you talking about ours? Oh, I remembered, you like to look at handsome guys. Did you see that the newcomer looks a little good-looking, and you like him, so you can speak for him?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Xiao Liu glared at them, and secretly glanced at Song Yao who was writing, his cheeks were slightly red.

She likes Song Yao, but she doesn't like Song Yuan. She speaks for Song Yuan because she likes Song Yao.

Song Yao has been writing, and he didn't pay attention to the booing from the people around him.

Xiao Liu withdrew his gaze sadly: "Song Yuan, there is someone sitting in your seat, you can sit in another seat."

She didn't say much to Song Yuan, especially about Gu Yuhe, she didn't mention a word.

The people around heard that she did it on purpose, and instantly winked and laughed.

The seat where Song Yuan was sitting was indeed occupied, and he sat inside by the window.

He didn't bring anything, but he brought a pen. The school didn't give it to him, and they deliberately moved the table forward to ignore him. Finally, Song Yao handed him his book.

"Use mine." Song Yao smiled with tenderness in his eyes.

"There are no books for the time being, you can use Song Yao's first." The head teacher saw this scene and found out that Song Yuan had no books.

Song Yuan did not refuse, and said "Thank you" to Song Yao after receiving it.

"You're welcome, we are a family." Song Yao shook his head and smiled softly.

His words caused the surrounding people to discuss again.

"Song Yuan is back, will Song Yao not be affected?"

"What's the influence? Song Yao is so good, can he be compared to Song Yuan? Even if it's his own, he can't compare to Song Yao."

"Tsk tsk, Song Yuan is still a bit pitiful. When he was a child, he was hugged and missed for more than ten years. After being recognized, he was suppressed everywhere. Tsk, pitiful."

"What? Do you feel sorry for him?"

"No, no, I just want to watch the show. I think Song Yao is somewhat dangerous. After all, blood is thicker than water."

"Indeed. Who do you think will inherit Song's enterprise in the end?"

"..."

Song Yao lowered his eyes, looked at the words "Song Yuan" on the entire page of the textbook, picked up a pen and ruthlessly crossed out one after another.

The head teacher is a math teacher, and he lectures very fast. No matter whether there is anyone listening carefully, he will go straight to the next question after one question is finished. From time to time, he will ask Song Yao to answer questions, and praise Song Yao a few words after Song Yao answers.

The content of the school textbook is the same as what Song Yuan learned when he was in the book, and he can understand what the teacher said.

It's not that Song Yuan hasn't read the book, it's just that Li Qian won't let him read it after a few years.

Later, I accidentally crossed the book, and re-read the books of more than ten years in the world of books.

A pink envelope suddenly fell out of the drawer next to it. Song Yuan picked it up and stuffed it into the drawer, only to find that except for some books, there were unopened letters in the drawer.

He stuffed the letter into it and continued with the lecture.

*

"Mister is awake."

Four words made Gu Yuhe, who was sitting on the sofa, stand up abruptly, "Uncle is awake? Is there any discomfort? Call the doctor quickly. No, I have to go and see Uncle."

"No." Seeing that he was so anxious, the assistant smiled, "Mr. is recovering very well, and there is no major problem. I still have something to do, so I will leave first."

"Where are you going?" Gu Yuhe stopped him, wondering, "Uncle is not in good health yet, if you leave, there will be no one around Uncle."

Assistant He glanced at the nanny standing next to him, indicating that a new nanny had been recruited, smiled slightly, and explained, "Mr. asked me to find someone."

"Who is it? Uncle asked you to find someone even if he didn't take good care of his health? Who is it in such a hurry?" Gu Yuhe said, thinking of something, his eyes widened, "I have an aunt?"

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