As soon as I got home, I saw Zha Gong pretending to be a white lotus

grandson? "

Good intentions: "Yes."

Although Yuan Xi was a little excited about finding a treasure, he quickly suppressed it, and instead asked with some doubts: "But how could he attend such an occasion? I heard that he has always kept a low profile and rarely appeared in public view."

Cheng Yi: "How would I know?"

"It's no wonder people from Media Asia act like this. I used to think he was a high-level executive from Media Asia, but now that I think about it, even if he's a senior manager from Media Asia, there's no need for someone with the surname Xiang to flatter him like this. It turned out to be so."

Kindness: "Oh."

"This kind of noble son from a famous family with a golden spoon in his mouth has no airs when talking to others. No wonder Song Lan values ​​​​him so much, and he is about to hand over the entire Song family to his descendants. Song Qinyi's self-cultivation is indeed better than those The nouveau riche who got rich overnight is not a little bit good."

"Maybe." Sheng Yi said with a tired tone, "Have you finished?"

Yuan Xi let go and asked him the last question, "How is your relationship, are you familiar?"

"The last time I ate at his table was seven years ago, don't you think?"

Old Yuan: "..."

On the way back, Shengyi smoked in the car for the first time.

Because Wen Ran felt nauseous when he smelled the smoke, and it was difficult for the smell to dissipate completely after smoking in the car for a while, so unless he couldn't control it, he would endure it.

He sat in the back seat of the car and covered his eyes, feeling uncomfortable.

He saw the news by accident.

At that time, in the first semester of freshman year, Sheng Yi was eating in the cafeteria, and suddenly a push came out on his mobile phone. The title fully reflected the characteristics of gossip.

He clicked in to read the full text, the content was always secretive, and only vaguely mentioned at the end of the article that the funeral of the aunt of the young master of the Song family had just passed, so she was too impatient.

It was just a quick glance.

Shengyi looked at the name again with uncertainty.

The young master of the Song family who has become a starlet, his aunt's name is Song Xiyun.However, when he searched for Song Xiyun's photos, he could hardly find them.

As the Song family, which has always been visited by gossip paparazzi, they haven't even taken a single photo of Song Xiyun. This fact really doesn't make sense.

Returning to the dormitory with good intentions, he learned more about the Song family when he was digging three feet to find out whether Song Xiyun of the Song family and Song's mother he knew were alone.

The Song family started from scratch with the Song brothers Song Lan and Song Cang. After Song Cang passed away, his lineage gradually declined, so the current actual power of the Song family is Song Lan.

Song Lan had a son and a daughter. The eldest son Song Shihe died young, and the daughter Song Xiyun died of a serious illness.

Song Lan, who had already lost his beloved son, lost his daughter. The person in charge of the Song family may only be able to choose one of the many sons and daughters of Song Cang from the line of his younger brother who has long since declined.This is what the media is following up on almost every day.

Along with the reports, it was also revealed that the Song family and the Huo family were married.

The media are digging why Song Xiyun insisted on divorcing Huo tingshen back then, and why he left the Song family at the cost of leaving the house after the divorce.

"Song Xiyun disappeared for 18 years. Where did she go and what did she do all these years?"

When Shengyi saw this sentence, her hands trembled and she stared at the computer in a daze.

Song Xiyun is Song's mother.

Mother Song died of illness.

Sheng Yi's heart was clenched, and his eyes were already wet before he knew it.

During that period of time afterwards, he had been looking for clues on the Internet, looking for clues about Song Qinyi's whereabouts, but the traces of this person seemed to have been erased, and Song Qinyi's existence was never mentioned in any reports.

He finally understood what Ms. Liang meant when she said that Song Qinyi's grandfather's house was far away, and if he went there, he might never come back again.

It wasn't until the last two years that Song Qinyi's news began to be unblocked by the Song family. Seeing his name gradually appearing in the reports, Shengyi experienced the description of Cen Guang.

Even if it's not enough, it's not that the last series of things about him were all known from others after he left.

Song Qinyi really hadn't confessed to him at all, so he covered it tightly.

Very good, Sheng Yi wants to laugh when he thinks about it, he and a fool are worried that he will be like those rich and powerful families in the TV series, but he has actually been bought and murdered, and his body will be destroyed afterwards, so that he will disappear from the world.

But in fact, this guy is alive and well, but he just doesn't want to respond to him.

Fuck it, take it.

What do you think of him.

Since then, Shengyi has stopped paying attention to his news. In his eyes, this guy surnamed Song and the Song Qinyi in his impression are completely two people.

I don't think there will be any intersection in this life.

On the second day of the meeting with Huanya Machinery, Shengyi stayed at home all day and didn't go to work.

In the evening, Wen Ran came to see him with a bucket of chicken soup, and as soon as he entered, he could smell the smell of smoke all over the room.

"Yuan Xi said you didn't go to the company, I thought you were sick, so you're hiding at home smoking?"

Wen Ran stood at the door, covering his nose with his hands so as not to enter, and hung the chicken soup at the door, "What's wrong with you, what happened?"

Shengyi got up from the sofa and went to open the window to let out the smell. There is already a revival of spring outdoors, or it may be that the room has been stuffy for too long, and the fresh air feels comfortable on the face.

He grabbed a coat and walked towards Wen Ran: "It's okay, it's almost better now, let's go out for a stroll."

Chi Wenran: "Wait a minute, I'll put the chicken soup in the refrigerator."

"Let me come, the smell of smoke is strong here, you go downstairs first."

He poured the chicken soup in the thermos into the soup basin, sealed it with plastic wrap, and the phone rang.

It's an unfamiliar number.

After connecting it, he put it aside, opened the refrigerator door, and heard the other party's familiar voice, "Ah Yan."

Song Qinyi turned out that number was blocked by him, and he still hasn't got it back.

Sheng Yi's left eyelid started to twitch again. He felt that there might be nothing good going on, so he said in a calm tone, "What is Mr. Song doing?"

Song Qinyi asked, "Are you free?"

If the private invitation is rejected, it is estimated that there will be another company party for him like yesterday.

The embarrassing dinner last night caused him insomnia, and he didn't want to experience it again.

It is also possible that Song Qinyi deliberately made the atmosphere so awkward yesterday, so that he would know the consequences of directly refusing.

Shengyi was silent for a moment, and almost wanted to ask: Are you enough?

But this reply, which was little more than a refusal, obviously didn't satisfy the guy.

He was a little tired when he spoke: "What do you want to do?"

Song Qinyi: "I'm in a shopping mall near your company now. If it's convenient, I'd like to treat you to a meal."

Sheng Yi looked down at the time on the phone, and it was really accurate.

It is a point with the meal that was not available last time.

Kindly go to the meeting with Wen Ran.

The candlelight lights in the western restaurant complement each other, and the quiet and empty space seems to be packed.He saw Song Qinyi's figure by the window of the restaurant.

Sheng Yi originally thought that he was the only one who brought a female companion, but he didn't expect this guy to bring her too.

Song Qinyi arrived earlier than him. I don't know how long it was. The girl with exquisite makeup beside him was talking to him. Seeing Shengyi walking towards here, the girl smiled friendly.

After taking their seats one after another, Sheng Yi introduced to the two people sitting across from her with a smile: "This is my girlfriend, Chi Wenran."

Wen Ran smiled slightly, imitating the gesture of kindness, "This is my boyfriend, so kindness."

The girl sitting next to Song Qinyi was suddenly paused by Xiuen's hand stirring the drink, and introduced herself: "Ji Qingru."

Song Qinyi's eyes fell on Chi Wenran, and his voice was gentle and calm: "Hi, Miss Chi, I'm Song Qinyi."

Chi Wenran had heard of this name before, but he was a little surprised to see the real person.

Song Qinyi was different from what Shengyi described. This is a person who looks gentle and gentle. His appearance is not inferior to that of a movie star, and his demeanor is very calm.

She looked away and landed on Ji Qingru. The two sat together like a couple.

If girls want to open up the topic, a cosmetic or a piece of clothing can chat all over the world.

Before Sheng Yi and Song Qinyi, who was sitting across from each other, finished the first sentence of the session, the two female companions beside them had already added WeChat.

During the period, Chengyi went to the bathroom, and when he went out, he ran into Song Qinyi head-on. He looked away, as if he saw a stranger, without pausing for a moment.

Song Qinyi looked away one after another, turning a blind eye just like him.

After returning to their seats, they still kept their distance.

The occasional voices of Chi Wenran and Ji Qingru made their side more silent.

Until the dinner was over, he and Wen Ran wandered around the shopping mall below the western restaurant to digest food, and Wen Ran said with emotion: "You didn't say a word just now, and then you went to the bathroom back and forth, and Ji Qingru asked me what's wrong with you .”

Good intentions: "There's nothing to talk about."

Song Qinyi can get a glimpse of his life, but he is completely unfamiliar with Song Qinyi's life. If the surname Song wants to say something, he has already said it, and he doesn't want to mention himself. It's meaningless.

Wen Ran took his hand, thinking of something, she was amused by her own thoughts: "Now when I think back to how you were eating, I think of the two children from my aunt's family who sulked after arguing with them It's exactly the same."

With good intentions, "He is not a child."

This kind of appointment is once every three days on average, and Chi Wenran was almost scared of being eaten. Half a month later, before going out, she looked in the mirror and asked Kindness, "Do you think I'm fat?"

Sheng Yi felt that going on like this was really not an option.

Every time he and Song Qinyi had a dinner party, he and Song Qinyi were more socialites than the two female companions around them. Not only did he not let that one back down, but he also made his girlfriend more mellow.

he simply let go