[pattern] Song's son

"Yi Zheng," Song Yubin held on to the handrail of the stairs, and leaned over to look at Su Yizheng, who was sitting on the chair thinking about something, "What are you thinking about? So engrossed."

"Ah..." Su Yizheng woke up from his contemplation, and when he looked up, he saw the man leaning leisurely on the armrest, his usual handsome face was a bit confused from just waking up, he smiled slightly and said, "Come down and eat , there is your favorite braised pork ribs."

"Eh?" Song Yubin raised his eyebrows in surprise, quickly walked down the stairs, walked behind Su Yizheng, bowed slightly and kissed Su Yizheng's face, "I love you."

Su Yizheng laughed, stood up and opened the lid of the pot. Fortunately, it didn't take long to prepare the dishes, and the dishes were still steaming. He filled a bowl of rice and handed it to Song Yubin who was sitting opposite him, and then sat down.

"Why don't you eat it?" Song Yubin put a piece of braised pork ribs in his mouth, and said with some slurred words, "It's so delicious, I haven't tasted Yi Zheng's cooking skills for a long time, and Yi Zheng's is really the best. .”

"I've already eaten," Su Yizheng said softly after watching Song Yubin swallow a piece of ribs with a calm expression, "Xiyan came here just now. I ate with her."

"How did she come?"

"I asked her to come here," Su Yizheng frowned, lowering his eyes slightly to hide the expression in his eyes, "I told her about our affairs."

Song Yubin's hands paused, and after putting down the bowl and chopsticks, he asked nonchalantly, "What did she say?"

"You care... right?" Su Yizheng's voice was very low, unable to hear any emotion, "She said she would never marry you again, and you don't have to keep your promise to her."

"Woo Bin, I will do my best to help the Park family."

"I owe her that."

"En..." Song Yubin stood up and bent down to clean up the dishes as if he didn't care.

"Yu Bin, don't you want to say something?" Su Yizheng put the ring in his hand on the table before saying slowly, "This is the ring she dropped here..."

"If you want to find her, just give her this ring and bring her back, and here I... just pretend that what happened today never happened."

Su Yizheng, like the ceramics he made, would rather have broken pieces of jade than complete tiles.

Song Yubin picked up a spare rib and put it in his mouth. After swallowing it, he put down his rice bowl and picked up the ring on the table to look at it slowly.

The perfectly cut diamonds on the ring sparkle under the light, as if they are eternal love, faithful and undiminished.

It's like his unswerving love for him.

"Su Yizheng, I love you." He threw the ring back violently, allowing the ring to roll to an unknown corner, "As for Xiyan, I just feel guilty."

I love you, this love has never changed from the last life to the present.

Su Yi looked at Song Yubin intently for a few seconds and then suddenly smiled, "She also said one more thing. She said that Song Hui already knew about the two of us. Is this true?"

Song Yubin paused while holding the plate, turned around and put the plate behind the stove before saying nonchalantly, "What are you thinking? How could he know? Xiyan probably said it to scare you. You Do you really believe it? Really, weren’t you so smart before? Why are you so…”

"Do you still remember the Song Dynasty?" Su Yizheng lowered his head and interrupted Song Yubin's words, his long bangs covered his expression, "The Song Dynasty who died in a car accident more than ten years ago."

"Yu Bin, you should know better than me why he died."

Song Yubin paused after listening, turned around and sat on the chair.

Song Chao, Song Hui's eldest brother, failed in his family's pursuit of profit. A car accident pushed him off a cliff.

But rather than saying that he is a victim of the family's profit, it is more like Song Hui trying to clean up the unscrupulous descendants who have corrupted the family style.

In Song Dynasty, even if he is talented, so what if he is Song Hui's dearest elder brother, in Song Hui's eyes, he is just a homosexual, an unworthy descendant who will ruin the family tradition.

In the Song Dynasty, there was more than one death.

"He won't treat me like this," Song Yubin murmured, his face turned pale as if remembering something bad, "I'm his son..."

"Son?" Su Yizheng sneered, "Song Yubin, from a family like ours, you still believe in the so-called family affection. I really don't know what to say about you."

"Compared to the Song family's reputation that has been defended all your life, what are you... Song Yubin?"

"He has done this kind of thing like killing relatives once, so naturally he is not afraid of doing it again."

A son can be reborn without a son, but the reputation that has been defended for a lifetime will not be erected if it is destroyed for a while.

Song Hui, the man who has defended the Song family for so many years, will not sit idly by.

Neither he nor Yu Bin has the ability to stop that man now.

"Then he didn't care about... my mother?" Song Yubin murmured, his face turned pale as if he suddenly thought of something.

"Yu Bin, why are you at a time like this..." Su Yizheng paused before continuing, "Mrs. Pu's death was really a pure accident? How do you know there are no human factors involved?"

"How many times has Mrs. Park been back to Korea in more than ten years? Something happened when she finally returned to Korea. And the timing is so coincidental, just a few days before you and Park Xiyan are going to get engaged."

Su Yizheng raised his head and looked straight at Song Yubin, "Yubin, if you say that these few things are not related, would you believe it?"

"Or, as the young master of the Rixin Society, do you... believe it?"

That man Song Hui seemed to be loving, but that was only because he was within his allowed range, and if he exceeded his allowed range, he would be disowned by his relatives.

Song Yubin froze for a moment, closed his eyes, with a look of either sadness or happiness on his face, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Su Yizheng looked at Song Yubin like this, and felt a little unbearable in his heart, but he forcibly suppressed it and continued: "Do you still remember the day I quarreled with you in Europe?"

"I met a man that day, a man named Chuyang. Did you know that he has a trader named Leo under him."

"Trader Leo, Yu Bin, you should know more than me, right?"

Leo, the financial criminal, is also the world's top trader. As long as he is given a sum of money, he can shake the financial circle of a small country.

Also known as...the Devil Trader.

"A few months ago, I withdrew 8000 million from the Su family's principal and put it in the financial market to suppress the economic growth of the Song family," Su Yizheng continued after looking at Song Yubin's expression, "and Chuyang also Find me for this reason."

"He hopes that I can use the power of the Su family to fight against the Song family with him."

"Yu Bin, once a world-class trader has sufficient funds and the right time, it will not be a problem to severely damage the Song family economically. And that Chuyang seems to have more goals than that. He seems to want to What is..."

"Destroy the Song family completely."

"The Song family is destroyed!" Song Yubin's face turned pale, the impression left on him in his previous life was too deep.

That day, the fire turned the night red, and dozens of people from the Song family were spared except Song Yubin, and everyone was killed.

"Who in this world would have such a deep hatred for the Song family? Forbearance for decades is just for revenge." Su Yizheng closed his eyes, and the image of a man in a wheelchair smiling flashed through his mind, but no matter how well he hid it, he couldn't hide it. Concealing the undisguised hatred when he talked about the Song family, the hatred revealed in those eyes that were very similar to Song Yubin shocked him.

Unforgettable, irreconcilable.

"Song Chao!" Song Yubin murmured, he wasn't stupid at all, but he was in a mess because it involved his most respected father and the Song family.

"Song Chao didn't die!" Song Yubin pursed his lips. In his previous life, he never doubted Song Dynasty at all, or he never doubted that the dead could come back to life. He didn't find a place to live in seclusion, but silently endured it for decades. One hit kills.

Song Dynasty, the name that was considered taboo by the Song family, even though it was taboo, he had heard servants talking about him several times when he was a child.

They said that the Song Dynasty was outstanding in appearance and could be said to be the most handsome man in the previous generation.

They said that the Song Dynasty was so talented that he could hold up half the sky of the Song family when he was an adult, and he was known as the son of the Song family with an unlimited future.

They said that Song Chao's high-profile coming out of the closet surprised the entire upper class.

"I promised to cooperate with him," Su Yizheng smiled when Song Yubin understood, and said softly, "Tomorrow is the time for me to go to Europe to discuss with him how to deal with the Song family."

"I tell you, I want you to guard against Song Hui after I leave. He is not as pure as you imagined, and I don't want us to have any quarrels and misunderstandings because of this kind of thing in the future."

After a long time, Song Yubin responded in a low voice, and said softly, "Tomorrow, I'll go with you..."

"I also want to know what kind of man he is."

That relative who had been absent in his life since he was born, that handsome man who came out in a high-profile manner...what did he look like and what kind of story did he have.

The person who could make him come out in a high-profile manner... Who is it?

He... must stop him, and not allow the tragedy of his previous life to repeat itself.

Su Yizheng took a deep look at Song Yubin, nodded after a long time, and said softly, "Okay."

Yu Bin...he just wanted to stop that man.

That is the home he has lived in for more than ten years, and there are people who love him and love him.

No matter what, he will be by his side.

The author has something to say: the countdown to the end has entered, thank you for your company for such a long time!

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