night tide recedes

Shen Wangshan and Song Ran made an appointment to meet in an antique restaurant.

Song Ran had never been to this kind of place before, he hesitated at the door for a long time before mustering up the courage to tell the waiter that he had an appointment.

Going around the small waterfall in front of the door, there is a cave inside. The waiter in cheongsam led him through the carved corridor, through the small garden full of rockery, around the round arch, all the way to a very antique box.

A scent of sandalwood came towards him, Song Ran looked at the strange place and wanted to run away.

The waiter asked him to wait on the wooden sofa, turned around and went out, and after a while, he brought a washbasin made of white porcelain for Song Ran to wash his hands. Song Ran had never received such careful service, and waved his hands repeatedly to say no, the waiter Smiling and asking him what kind of tea he would like to drink, he also hesitated and couldn't explain why, and finally he could only say, "I'll just wait for someone to come."

"Okay sir, if you need anything, please press the button on the far right, and I will come in to serve you."

After saying this, the graceful waiter left with a smile.

When only Song Ran was left in the box, he felt a little more at ease. He looked at the decoration of the box and said it was a place to eat, but there were sofas, coffee tables, sandalwood vases, and through the floor-to-ceiling windows, he could still see straight green bamboos outside the room. , as if you can smell the fragrance of bamboo.

Why did you ask him to meet in such a luxurious place?Song Ran panicked, and soon he realized that with the financial strength of the Shen family, dining in such a restaurant was commonplace, but he hadn't seen the world, so he made a fuss.

In the past seven years with Shen Wenfei, although he did not have to worry about food and clothing, he also knew that Shen Wenfei's family background was rich, but he had never been in and out of these places with Shen Wenfei, which made him ignore the fact that Shen Wenfei's family background was rich.

Song Ran felt ashamed when he thought of his family background.

He waited in the box for about ten minutes, looking at the closed door from time to time, as if he was waiting for a criminal to be sentenced, feeling anxious.

Almost as soon as he heard movement at the door, Song Ran stood up reflexively. He looked at the door nervously, only to see a waiter leading a middle-aged man in, undoubtedly Shen Wangshan.

Shen Wangshan's appearance is three points similar to Shen Wenfei's, but compared to Shen Wenfei's coldness, he is obviously much softer. He is over fifty, wearing an iron-gray suit, tall and thin, and his gestures are very elegant. A man who is ups and downs in the business world is like a professor with rich knowledge.

Song Ran didn't expect that the temperament between father and son could be so different. When Shen Wangshan looked over, he swallowed nervously and said in a voice like a mosquito, "Hello, Mr. Shen."

"You are Wen Fei's lover, you can just call me uncle." Shen Wangshan smiled at Song Ran, and walked to the Sifang dining table, before Song Ran could speak, he said, "Come here and sit."

Song Ran was stunned by the word lover. He wanted to explain to Shen Wangshan, but Shen Wangshan had already washed his hands in a porcelain bowl. He was obviously used to these services. After washing his hands, he naturally took a warm towel and dried them. Sheng nodded, "It's time to serve."

Seeing that Song Ran was still standing there, he raised his hand, "Xiao Song, don't be so cautious, come here."

A little song shortened the distance between the two, and Shen Wangshan's tone was as intimate as that of a loving elder, which slightly relieved Song Ran's embarrassment. He stepped forward nervously and sat down opposite Shen Wangshan.

Shen Wangshan seemed to invite him to have a meal. After asking the waiter to serve the food, he asked Song Ran to take the food.

Song Ran muttered thank you.

On the dining table are steamed grouper, boiled red devil shrimp, Wensi tofu, crispy duck with minced lychee, double-headed abalone in oil, served with Shiquan turtle soup, all of which are big dishes. Although he is familiar with it, it takes a lot of effort to make these dishes, especially in such a restaurant, where the prices are skyrocketing, taking a bite is like chewing gold, and there are only him and Shen Wangshan at the dinner table, such dishes are actually a bit extravagant of.

However, Shen Wangshan didn't seem to feel Song Ran's thoughts. He picked up an abalone for Song Ran with his serving chopsticks, and said, "I don't know how well the abalone is made here. Xiao Song, you can try it."

Song Ran hastily raised the bowl with both hands to accept Shen Wangshan's delivery, and said with trepidation, "Uncle Shen, I'll do it myself."

"You have been with Wen Fei for so many years, we count as half of the family, you don't have to be polite to me." Shen Wangshan put down his serving chopsticks, and his words seemed to be sincere.

Song Ran didn't expect Shen Wangshan to be so approachable, and he was even more flattered to hear that voice from half of his family.

"Xiao Song, I heard that you are two years older than Wen Fei?"

Shen Wangshan picked up the vegetables in a calm manner, and asked an ordinary question.

Song Ran quickly nodded in agreement.

Shen Wangshan raised his eyes, still smiling, "Then you must have known each other since high school, right? Are you Wen Fei's senior?"

Song Ran's face paled in an instant, and the abalone he ate suddenly lost its aroma. He was embarrassed, "No."

"Look at my memory," Shen Wangshan shook his head, "I almost forgot, Xiao Song, you didn't go to high school, I'm really sorry."

Song Ran reluctantly swallowed the abalone. Shen Wangshan was obviously very kind when he spoke, but he already felt the thorns in the words. He finally came to his senses that Shen Wangshan might not be as easy to get along with as he appeared on the surface. He squeezed his chopsticks tightly, She lowered her eyes and said, "It's okay..." What I said was the truth, there is no need to apologize to him.

"Wen Fei, this child, never had to worry about his family since he was a child. He has both good character and learning, and is polite. His relatives and friends are sure that he has made great achievements. If he hadn't misunderstood me, he would have been helping out in the company at home," Shen Wangshan said. Talking about Shen Wenfei's strengths with Song Ran as if confiding in his heart, he changed the topic, "After he graduated from university, his family wanted to send him abroad. Originally, he wanted to go out to see the world and get started with his family's career when he came back. It's a pity that he is too thoughtful. You found a company to join yourself, you know about this, right?"

Song Ran didn't know what Shen Wangshan was saying to him, so he nodded slightly, "I know."

"Then do you know the reason?"

Shen Wangshan put down his chopsticks, and the bamboo chopsticks collided with the table with a slight sound. Song Ran raised his eyes and saw Shen Wangshan still smiling kindly.

"He actually said that he didn't want to have anything to do with the family. It's funny if you say it. He is my son, but he wanted to distance himself from me. In the end, he lived with a man in the blink of an eye."

Song Ran was startled for a moment, and hurriedly said, "Uncle Shen, I..." Shen Wangshan raised his hand to signal Song Ran not to speak, and slowly stopped laughing. When he was not smiling, he looked very serious, the years Grinding gave him an air of superiority, "You don't need to explain the relationship between you to me. Frankly speaking, I don't care. It is common for young people to make detours. The key is whether they can get back on track."

Song Ran was silent like a cicada, not daring to make a sound, the amiable elder suddenly became cold, his hand on his lap was tense and convulsed a little.

"Xiao Song, I know something about you and Wen Fei. To be honest, I checked you before I met you." Shen Wangshan's eyes were bright, "You have a father who is addicted to gambling. , I abandoned you when you were 16 years old. I appeared to ask you for money a while ago. I thought that after you saw the gap between you and Wen Fei, you would leave consciously. Unexpectedly, you could let Wen Fei come forward Help you solve it."

Song Ran grasped something keenly. It turned out that Song Wei's sudden appearance was not accidental, but what made him more concerned was Shen Wangshan's last sentence. His heart was beating non-stop, and his tone was anxious, "What do you mean?"

"Wen Fei's character is like this. He does a lot of things without letting you know, so that you can accept his benefits with peace of mind," Shen Wangshan said in a deep voice, "He gave your gambling father 100 million, you don't know that? .”

Song Ran's eyes widened in shock, and her ten fingers convulsed even more. When did Shen Wenfei know that Song Wei came to look for him?

"Actually, it's not just this one thing." Shen Wangshan picked up Pu'er and took a sip. "Back then you were tricked into signing a contract. Wen Fei came to beg me, but he refused to call me dad for three years. Bow your head to me and ask me to find someone named Song Ran, speaking of it, you are still a great benefactor to ease the relationship between our father and son."

Song Ran's brain was buzzing and his breathing was short of breath.

"His mother left him 20.00% of the company's shares, but the will will not take effect until he is 20 years old. At that time, Wen Fei was just an adult. If he was not desperate, he would never come to me for help. The hundreds of thousands, yes I lent it to him." Shen Wangshan looked at Song Ran sharply, with blame in his words, "He paid off your family's debts for you and gave you a job. If it wasn't for Wen Fei, I don't think you would be able to do well now. Sit here and talk to me."

Song Ran was agitated inside, he never knew the truth was like this, he wanted to regain some dignity in front of Shen Wangshan, sobbing, "I have already returned the 40 to Wen Fei."

"Yeah, the 40 is paid off, what about the 100 million you gave to your father, what do you pay back?" Shen Wangshan asked sharply, "Continue to do the so-called housekeeping for Wen Fei, Xiao Song, you should Clearly, the relationship between you and Wen Fei is not clear, housekeeping is just a cover, the real reason is that you like Wen Fei and don't want to leave, and Wen Fei just needs a clean and obedient bed partner to let you be by his side After staying for so many years, men always like to save Feng Chen, and Wen Fei is the same, I understand him."

In Shen Wangshan's words, the relationship between Song Ran and Shen Wenfei was so unbearable. Song Ran wanted to refute, but he didn't know what to do to stop Shen Wangshan's accusation. One thing Shen Wangshan was right about was that he really didn't want to leave Shen Wenfei. However, he never thought about getting something from Shen Wenfei.

His eyes were red, and he couldn't hide from Shen Wangshan's questioning voice.

Shen Wangshan still refused to let him go, "Xiao Song, you are a very good person, but as Wen Fei's father, I hope that the person I associate with him is someone who is equal in every way. , career, which point can stand side by side with Wen Fei, in these years, has Wen Fei introduced you to a friend even once, in his eyes, you may not be able to do it."

Every word punished his heart, Song Ran clenched his fists, his face pale.

"I'm not afraid to tell you that my family is looking for a blind date for Wen Fei. The girl is 22 years old. She came back from studying in the United States two months ago. She is very suitable for Wen Fei in every aspect. I hope he can get married and have children and inherit the family. instead of doing a so-called decent job and hanging out with men for a lifetime," Shen Wangshan looked deeply at Song Ran's face that was so pale that there was no trace of blood, "and you owe Wen Fei so much, you should repay Wen Fei the most. , just stop obstructing Wen Fei's wonderful life, and leave as soon as possible."

In Shen Wangshan's eyes, Song Ran was just a mistake and a stumbling block in Shen Wenfei's life. In his words, Song Ran was extremely inferior and ashamed.

"Mr. Song," Shen Wangshan changed his name and put on a cold face, "That's all I said, I hope you think about it again, I don't want Wen Fei to know about today's conversation, please understand a father's painstaking efforts for his son."

Song Ran's whole body was cold, and it took a long time to squeeze out a broken word from between his teeth, "Okay."

Shen Wangshan got up and left the box, leaving Song Ran sitting blankly like a frozen cave.

The sharp words echoed in Song Ran's mind over and over again, like a knife blade piercing back and forth, causing him to tremble in pain.

After a long while, he raised his drooping head, and tears covered his whole face. No matter what he did, he couldn't relieve the extreme pain in his heart.

There was only one voice left in his heart, he and Shen Wenfei were really over.

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