Rebirth of the Blind Prince

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"Two years ago, when Ranran told me your identities, I really didn't believe it. Now that I think about it, I somehow agreed with him." Ji Aotian drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, and said to Ji Ziyu , "Go find him, I probably know where he is..."

Seeing Ji Ziyu's eyebrows move, Ji Aotian didn't hold back, and said directly and generously: "At that time, I heard him say that the most regrettable life may be the life caught in the middle."

209. Love ([-])

Ji Aotian smiled and watched the disappearing "tails" after following Ji Ziyu, poured himself another glass of water, and drank it slowly.It is not easy to hear Ji Ziyu say "thank you".Looking up and seeing the layers of walls, a trace of fatigue flashed in Ji Aotian's eyes: that's it... Qiyue, is my current appearance your favorite?

The breeze blew, and the flowers fell all over the ground.

……

"Did you see it?" A group of women in professional attire gathered together, with mysterious and obsessive faces, and sneered.

"You mean the new intern?" Obviously, everyone knew what they were talking about, and the exquisite makeup couldn't conceal the excitement on their faces.

"Yeah, yeah!" The woman who spoke had a look of nympho, "If I were five years younger, I would chase him!"

"It looks like a foreigner or a mixed race, maybe he's only a few years younger, five years old is nothing!" another woman encouraged her.

"Go!" The woman patted him, "Will the one in my family agree? I've also had an eye addiction."

"It's true... In the past six months, has someone in our company gone to burn incense and worship Buddha? The newcomers are more handsome than each other!"

"Ahem..." A nice voice came from behind them, startling them to part their heads.

Turning his head, he saw their manager looking at them with raised eyebrows: "Ladies, what handsome guy did you see today, so excited?"

"Hey——" All the women were stunned by his smile, and said, "No one is as handsome as you, the manager——"

Shaking his head helplessly, the man said with a gentle smile, "But my charm doesn't seem to be enough for all the sisters to work with peace of mind..."

The women scattered like a flock of birds, and finally one of them floated back gently, and secretly said to the man: "The new intern is good, manager, you can think about it."

Smiling and shaking his head, Song Cheng walked steadily towards the office.

"What did you just say to the manager?" Several women secretly gathered together again, their voices lowered.

"Ahem——it's nothing..."

"Tsk tsk, the little girl doesn't want to fly on a branch and become a phoenix. It's not impossible, this figure and appearance are not bad."

"Sister Qiu, don't be joking!" The person who had just floated back and secretly talked to Song Cheng blushed, "I definitely don't have such thoughts! And such a high branch, if you can't climb it, you will fall to your death!"

"That's right. I became a department manager in just half a year. My surname is Song. I heard that he is the junior of the boss of the company. He is so handsome and handsome!" Sister Qiu sighed again, "I wish I were five years younger— —”

Everyone laughed and laughed together for a while, and then dispersed to do things.Such a big company, how can there be so much time to be lazy.

In the office, Song Cheng was lazily spread out on the chair. If the girls outside saw it, they would be shocked to death.The gentle and gracious young master in their hearts is now the same as a lazy ordinary child.

He has been in this world for several years, and he wants to live a life that he has never experienced before.Live alone, but everyone around you loves you.Good family background, good personality, good looks, good brains... This person is shining as soon as he stands there.

The Song family is not an ancient family, but a business giant that has emerged in the new era.A chain of food merchants and toy merchants with countless assets.

The current head of the Song family has only two daughters, and the two daughters happen to like men from ordinary families.The two men who joined the Song family were also up to date, and they were smart enough to love their wives.The whole Song family is doing well, and there is not even any gossip about fighting for family property.The only regret may be that the third generation does not know why it is always full of disasters.

The two couples have been married for more than ten years.In the past ten years, there have been more than ten children.However, half of them miscarried in the stomach, and they stayed in the hospital 24 hours a day, and it was useless to have full-time staff watching.It's hard to give birth, and there are quite a few who haven't lived a year.

Now, the third generation of the Song family only has two.A girl, a boy.The girl is still healthy, but the boy is poor, and he gets sick every three days.The whole family looked at him, afraid that he would die if he was not careful.Now he is 23 or [-] years old, and he is protected as innocent as hell, and his sick body looks very weak, even more slender than his sister.The entire Song family was worried about Song Yuan until Song Cheng appeared.

He used a clever trick to save Song Yuan's life, and suddenly became Song Cheng, the adopted son of the Song family, from a "black household" without any status.For more than two years, he was sent to school to learn things and was taught manners at home.The entire Song family treated him like his own.So good...he didn't even bother to move his nest.

When Song Cheng was thinking about things on the chair with his eyes closed, his cell phone rang suddenly.

As soon as he picked it up, there was a delicate voice: "Brother Cheng, are you coming tonight?"

It was Song Yuan's birthday today, and two months ago, he called him to go, and these days, he was on time like three meals.Song Cheng pinched the center of his brows, and the brilliance flowed in his dark eyes.After soothing the person on the other end of the phone, Song Cheng said in a gentle voice, "Don't worry, why don't I go on your birthday?"

"Then have you prepared a gift for me?" The other party obviously smiled, looking coquettish.

Song Cheng raised his eyebrows: "Why, if I don't bring a gift, will you not let me in?"

"Hmph! You have to come whether you bring it or not!" The other party was obviously in a hurry, and quickly emphasized, "You must come! Come early!"

Without waiting for Song Cheng to answer, he hung up the phone with a click.

Putting down the phone, Song Cheng rubbed his face and narrowed his eyes: It seems... It's almost time to play with a different identity.I'm tired of seeing this face.

Maybe it's because it's not the same face as the one in memory, even if you can't see yourself, you will feel bored.

After thinking about it, I haven't bought any gifts yet.Song Cheng stood up and straightened his clothes: "Tsk... If you don't come, I won't be able to continue acting."

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"Hey, Manager Song left early today, saying he has something to do." Seeing the intern knocking on the door of the manager's room, the kind-hearted sister Qiu came up and said.

Turn around this expression, why is it so cold!Frighten me to death!

Taking a closer look, this man's appearance is really flawless!But why is the hair so white, the eyes are quite beautiful, amber... seems to have a golden light.

"Okay, thank you." After finishing speaking, Ji Ziyu narrowed his eyes and walked towards his desk.

A group of them came to Earth and found news of Ji Ran after nearly a year.Ji Ziyu sighed for the umpteenth time in his heart, not knowing what that little bastard was thinking.In the beginning, Ji Ziyu did have lumps in his heart, but once Ji Ran disappeared, he disappeared for so long without revealing any news, let alone lumps, even the sarcoids were gone.Now, Ji Ziyu is suffering every day.

Can you not suffer?

From the time when they were the king of gods to the present, the days when they stayed together were far less than the days when they were separated.Moreover, this separation means that there is no news from the other party.

Ji Ziyu thought for a while, took out his mobile phone and contacted Mu Zipei and the others who were abroad. After hearing what they said, he raised his eyebrows: "I'm going to take that little bastard home tonight!"Of course, if you catch him back, you will have to give him a good punishment.

……

"Brother Cheng—" The 24-year-old man today looks like a boy of seventeen or eighteen, with a slender body and intimate movements.He leaned over to Song Cheng, his voice still had a youthful Qingyue: "Where's the gift?"

"Just remember the gift?" Song Cheng's handsome face showed a smile, "Didn't you say you would come if you didn't bring it?"

Song Yuan pouted: "No way, you really didn't bring it?"

Song Xuan came over and patted Song Yuan on the head, and said in a pampering tone, "You're already 24, why are you acting like a spoiled child? Brother Cheng's gift was put in your room by the housekeeper, so go up and look at it by yourself at night."

"Wow——" Song Yuan cheered, looking at Song Cheng with sparkling eyes, almost rushing up and rubbing it a few times.

However, the members of the Song family also knew that Song Cheng had a good temper, but he didn't like being close to others.So Song Yuan looked at Song Cheng's waist with some regret, and was dragged away by Song Xuan when he wanted to say something: "Today is your birthday, and father will introduce you to those uncles, so don't hide I'm here to disturb Brother Cheng!"

Even though he was pulled away, Song Yuan's deer-like eyes full of trust and dependence always fell on Song Cheng.Of course, apart from Song Yuan's eyes, there are also all kinds of envious and probing eyes on him.

When it was almost time, Song Jiahui brought Song Yuan to the stage and said a series of words, which meant that apart from announcing his identity, he also confirmed the identity of his heir.Then he put the microphone into Song Yuan's hand: "Yuanyuan, say something?"

Song Yuan seemed a little nervous. After opening and closing the hand holding the microphone a few times, he took a deep breath and turned towards the audience.