Mr. He, please respect yourself

With nothing to do, Song Zicheng wanted to lie down again, but not long after he lay down, the door of the room suddenly slammed loudly, and was pushed open by Li Yaoxu.

"Chengzi!" Li Yaoxu shouted loudly.

Song Zicheng:? ? ?

"My brother is coming back!"

Song Zicheng:! ! !

With a loud roar, the two of them stared wide-eyed in the room, no, they squinted wide-eyed. Li Yaoxu burst out laughing when he saw Song Zicheng's eyes swollen like two light bulbs.

"Cheng, have you been stung by a bee?" Li Yaoxu threw himself onto Song Zicheng's bed, looked around at his face, and then stroked Song Zicheng's head like a puppy. Xiao Chengzi was wronged."

Song Zicheng pursed his lips, his eyes were about to turn red again.

"Are you hungry?" Li Yaoxu asked.

"hungry."

"Then why don't you get up?" Li Yaoxu jumped off the bed, "Let's go! Brother will take you to eat and drink spicy food."

Song Zicheng also got up suddenly.

This time, the Prince of Chuan Chuan didn’t do it anymore. Today, Li Yaoxu drove his father’s coquettish sports car, put on a pair of coquettish sunglasses, and drove Song Zicheng all the way to a certain place in the center of City A. A hot pot restaurant.

This is one of the few restaurants that Li Yaoxu likes to go to, not because of how cheap and affordable or how delicious the food is, but because this restaurant is run by his family.

When the pocket money for equipment is used up, he loves to come and eat and drink.

The life of the rich young master is so simple.

Song Zicheng was also fully equipped and followed Li Yaoxu. The two of them had greeted each other before they came, so the restaurant manager had waited early and led them in through the back door of the restaurant. They went directly to the VIP room on the second floor and opened a small private room.

On a good day, you want to eat spicy food. First, serve the hot and spicy bottom of the pot, and then prepare various side dishes. Li Yaoxu desperately ordered dishes, and he piled up the whole table.

When the waiter came in and out, the two of them didn't take off their glasses and masks, and they sat in a strict and mysterious manner like a young master. When the waiter said "please use slowly" and closed the door to leave, the two souls were immediately activated.

"Cheng! Hurry up, move quickly, it doesn't cost money!" Li Yaoxu added meat to the pot desperately, and at the same time ordered Song Zicheng to prepare the dipping sauce for the soul.

After getting ready, the two started to eat in a storm.

The spicy taste stimulated the taste buds, and Song Zicheng ate so much that tears fell down his face.

"Cheng, let's fill our stomachs first, don't worry about anything else." Li Yaoxu took a bite of meat into Song Zicheng's bowl, and then stuffed another piece into his mouth.

"I feel ashamed." Song Zicheng stuffed the meat into his mouth, chewing with a whimper, "At the He family, and at the hospital, I feel so ashamed... Aunt Mei is in front of so many people. Slapped me, pushed me and hit me...I'm so ashamed, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Li Yaoxu: "What shame, she is the one who loses face, what's none of your business?"

Song Zicheng wiped away his tears, then continued to cry and eat, "A lot of people took pictures and made videos... oh...now everyone knows...they all watched me being raped. The Song family kicked out... woo woo woo... I'm going to sleep on the street from now on..."

"The outdoor environment of the street is good." Li Yaoxu praised.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooah? ..... woo woo woo... put some mushrooms down... I want to eat."

"Do you want to add some spice?" Li Yaoxu added meat to Song Zicheng's bowl again.

Song Zicheng sniffed, "Woooo, no more, my mouth is almost numb."

Li Yaoxu: "Isn't old man Song awake? Why don't you go to him? Even if Aunt Mei drives you away, will the old man be willing?"

"How can I find it? There are so many reporters squatting in the hospital." Song Zicheng calmed down and drank a big mouthful of milk. "I don't have the face to go back. It wasn't mine in the first place."

"Why don't you have the face to go back, as if you did something wrong." Li Yaoxu was dissatisfied with Song Zicheng's tone, "If you don't go back, you won't go back. It's not that you have no place to go. You can come to my house, or to my uncle's house. My brother and Ji Changqing have already booked a plane ticket and come back, we won't leave you alone."

Song Zicheng's eyes turned red again when he heard Li Yaoxu's nasty words, "What are they doing back here, didn't you tell them, am I okay?"

"You just listen to what you say?" Li Yaoxu rolled his eyes at him, "How big this matter is in the circle, you definitely don't know after a day's sleep. Anyway, it's not just the two of them. I heard from my dad that your uncle is also Hurry back. After your old man was hospitalized, I don’t know how many people are staring at him. There are still people who say that he may make a will. I am really convinced that such words can be spread! Anyway, all pigs and dogs are coming to your house now. If no one comes back to preside over the overall situation, the Song family will be in chaos."

Song Zicheng gnawed on the meat and listened silently.

Li Yaoxu: "Also, my uncle said, fortunately you didn't make trouble that day, and didn't fight back. It turned out that at the banquet of He's family that day, there were reporters watching all the time. I heard that many photos were taken, but they were all taken by He's family." It was intercepted by others, so it was not released publicly. It sounds like a conspiracy by someone, maybe someone made a fake report, just to play this farce, and turned the world upside down. I don’t even know what to draw.”

Song Zicheng stopped his chopsticks and said, "This report is true."

Li Yaoxu's hands stopped, looked at Song Zicheng, "How do you know?"

"I've seen a similar paternity test report before." Song Zicheng said slowly: "About two or three years ago, it seemed that I was engaged to Chu Mo for less than half a year. Now that Aunt Mei has this item, although I don’t know when she took our identification sample, I always feel that the report is true.”

Li Yaoxu brushed the meat, and said after a while: "Is it KO?"

Song Zicheng nodded.

Li Yaoxu put another plate of beef into the pot, and after a while, he suddenly slapped his thigh, "Cheng, then you have made money all these years, and that is the Song family! Two slaps are nothing, at least you have been a boss for 20 years." Rich young master."

Song Zicheng was taken aback, and it took him a while to react. He smiled and raised the milk bottle in his hand, "Yes, I've made a lot of money these years. Come on, cheers!"

"Damn it! Fuck that rich young master!" Li Yaoxu also raised his drink and clinked glasses with Song Zicheng.

Song Zicheng: "Hahahaha."

The crisp sound made when the glass bottles collided was somewhat clear, completely opposite to the sound of hurried footsteps walking in the hospital corridor at the same time.

Song Suian hurriedly stepped off the plane and went straight to the hospital.

Before getting out of the car, he saw that the front of the hospital was surrounded by reporters. Song Suian asked the driver to drive to the back door of the hospital. There were also reporters. In desperation, he walked through the internal passage of the hospital, and then went directly from the underground garage to where Mr. Song was. floors.

Mei Shu, who was guarding in the corridor, saw her husband, cried and called Song Suian's name, and almost rushed forward with her whole body.But Song Suian kept a stern face, glared at her, walked around her, and then looked around at the relatives of the Song family and Mei Shu's natal family who had been making noise around the door of the ward, without saying a word, He pushed open the door of the ward and walked in.

The inside of the ward is different from the outside of the ward. Because of Mr. Song's request, the doctor ordered no one to enter the ward, so the ward is extremely quiet now.

The window was open, the breeze was blowing in, the white curtains fluttered gently, the air carried the woody fragrance of the trees, and the afterglow of the sunset shone into the room. Mr. Song lay on the hospital bed and looked out the window, his face was silent, as if He was thinking about something, and he was so lost in thought that even when Song Suian came into the ward, he was still motionless.

"dad."

Song Suian stepped forward and called softly.