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The author has something to say: This month should be able to end. Some explanations about Pan Yao and Lao Cheng will be released in the subsequent chapters?? The relationship between the two has not been easy along the way, but it can stand the test and be precious . (?????????)

Song Xianfei understood that one day Cheng Guoqiang would know about his and Cheng Yi's affairs, but he didn't expect it to come so soon and to reveal it in this way.

He silently put the photo back, then tied the file bag and put it on his lap, and confessed to Cheng Guoqiang his lover relationship with Cheng Yi.

Cheng Guoqiang was not that surprised, he just asked, "Do you know where you got these photos?"

Song Xianfei shook his head.

"Xinye sent people to follow the process for a while. Originally, they wanted to find something to add fuel to the flames, but they didn't expect you two to be in their arms." Cheng Guoqiang took a sip of hot water, which seemed to be too weak. A pinch of tea leaves was spilled from the opened tea box on the table, "Once these photos are spread, at this juncture, the impact will be unpredictable."

Song Xianfei's heart was tight all his life, and he clenched his hands into fists unconsciously. He didn't expect that this love was actually dancing on the edge of a cliff, and if he was not careful, he would fall to pieces.

"I don't want to hide it from you. This matter has been suppressed and will not appear in media reports for the time being." Cheng Guoqiang kept his eyes on Song Xianfei's face while speaking, "Although it will not affect Cheng Yuan at the moment, but Gu Buqi will not be caught by people with ulterior motives like Song Shiduan in the future."

Song Xianfei raised his head and met Cheng Guoqiang's gaze directly. How could he not understand the meaning of the words.

Cheng Yi is Cheng Yuan's future successor and also the face of the company. This face must be clean and develop towards their established ideal type.

How could he be delayed by others?He shouldn't have his own selfishness, he is himself, but he is not himself.

This is still Cheng Yi.

Song Xianfei also couldn't figure out what kind of mood he had now, was it unfair?pity?worried?But only without timidity.

It's easy to fall to death, but it's not too difficult to fall in love.

"You are very smart, you should understand what I mean." Cheng Guoqiang said, "I really have no right to intervene in the love of you young people, but Cheng Yi's surname is Cheng, Cheng Yuan's Cheng, and you, who are also men, have already been in love. It has planted a ticking time bomb for Cheng Yuan, not to mention that both of you are still in the company."

Song Xianfei nodded after a long time, his voice was not loud, but his tone was flat, without any panic, "I understand what you said, and I have thought about many consequences for the good and the bad."

Cheng Guoqiang seemed to have experience in dealing with young people like him, so he sneered and said, "I can help you get promoted or get a job in the government, or you just need money. How you choose is up to you.”

Song Xianfei frowned and smiled, with a bit of bitterness in his smile, "Cheng Dong, I don't want promotion, salary increase or official career, I don't want these, money is not that attractive to me, these things bring death If you don’t take it with you, you will only leave regrets when you die.”

Cheng Guoqiang was slightly taken aback, narrowed his eyes and asked him, "Then what do you want?"

"Cheng Dong." Song Xianfei took a deep breath and asked, "Do you know what Cheng Yi really needs?"

Cheng Guoqiang's smile froze, and his eyes were dim. It was the first time he was asked such a question by a young man, and all his requests were rejected. To put it bluntly, Song Xianfei just doesn't know what's good and what's wrong.

"What does Cheng Yi need? He has never been short of anything since he was a child, and he is even more satisfied in terms of funds. Whatever he wants, I, as a grandfather, will give him as much as possible." Cheng Guoqiang seemed a little angry, and his tone could not help but rush Some, "Don't you know him better than me?"

"Don't be angry, I'm not questioning you." Song Xianfei raised his face and looked straight at Cheng Guoqiang, "He does not lack in everything materially, but what he really wants is the understanding of his family. He has become better, so he has arranged Cheng Yi into the company, and he has also tried to make changes in order to cater to him, convincing himself to accept everything you gave him."

Cheng Guoqiang took a deep breath, but he listened a little bit, and didn't interrupt Song Xianfei to continue talking.

"I know Cheng Dong is a sensible person. Cheng Yuan is important, but Cheng Yi is not a tool. He should have his own choice and life."

"Cheng Yi is my only grandson, so I will naturally take care of it." Cheng Guoqiang looked at him quietly, before speaking for a while, "You don't want money or future, so what do you want to do?"

Song Xianfei replied without hesitation: "If the risk of two people can be minimized, I would rather be the one who makes the sacrifice."

Cheng Guoqiang could not help but smile, and continued, "What if I firmly refuse to allow you to be together?"

Song Xianfei was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't know where his courage came from. His tone was as forceful as before, "Cheng Yi is very important to me. Unless he personally tells me to leave, I cannot and absolutely will not give up."

"It seems that you are sure and confident in him?"

"I trust him."

Cheng Guoqiang sighed, closed his eyes slowly, and stopped talking, Song Xianfei sat on the sofa and waited quietly, until Cheng Guoqiang moved his lips and said, let's go, Song Xianfei got up and put the portfolio on the table in front of him , then bowed and walked out.

"Thank you Cheng Dong for your kindness and so many years of cultivation."

When Song Xianfei said these words, tears suddenly blurred his vision, as if all the accumulated emotions during this period were released like a flood.

He closed the door and walked out, letting his tears flow happily. Fortunately, there was no one else in the corridor on the second floor at this time, and he could only see the sun and smell the fragrance of flowers in silence.

No matter what the choice is, it is difficult to choose, but his will is hard to disobey, he can't lie to himself, let alone Cheng Yi.

The kindness of Zhiyu saved his life, Song Xianfei never mentioned this matter to others, and he has always been grateful to Cheng Guoqiang, he has worked hard in the company and worked tirelessly for several years.

In the first two years of joining Cheng Yuan, Song Xianfei had just graduated, and it was difficult to find a job, which was a problem that almost every graduate faced. Song Xianfei urgently needed to find a job. There is a large amount of student loans to pay off.

Adults may not be able to withstand the pressure, let alone a student who is only in his 20s and has just entered the society. Song Xianfei is looking for a job while doing odd jobs to earn money to repay the loan, but it is not so easy. Liwan is a big city. What was lacking was talent. He interviewed everywhere, bumped into walls everywhere, suffered from hunger and cold, and finally one day, like some others, he walked onto the roof of the building full of exhaustion and disappointment.

He just stood there, looking at the tall buildings and buildings everywhere, people coming and going, feeling that there is no place to stay in such a big place, and he has nothing to worry about, fate just played a joke on him, hurt him badly, and To hastily end.

But before deciding to give up all this, Song Xianfei accidentally received an interview notice from Cheng Yuan. The gentle voice of the informant on the phone made him seem to see a glimmer of hope for survival. The interviewer sitting in the middle at that time was Cheng Guoqiang.

It's just that the memory of eight years ago is really a little fuzzy. The clearest thing is what Cheng Guoqiang said to himself at that time - he believed that he had read the right person.

One sentence, one affirmation, pulled a young man who was heavily in debt out of despair, otherwise, Song Xianfei wouldn't be there today.

When Cheng Yi drove the car back to the parking space, he found that there was already a person standing there to help him occupy the space.

Song Xianfei turned his back to everyone in the venue, and was staring up at an osmanthus tree in a daze, unaware of the petals falling all over his head and body.

The handsome man and the flowers stand together. For a moment, he didn't know whether to look at the flowers or the people. Cheng Yi secretly parked the car in the distance, and then took out his mobile phone to freeze the scene forever.

The scent of sweet-scented osmanthus attracted many bugs who came to steal the scent. Song Xianfei was staring at a bee addicted to collecting honey in a daze when he suddenly found a hand on his shoulder.

He turned his head and saw Cheng Yi's approaching face with a smile.

"You and Lao Cheng are so mysterious, what are you talking about?"

Song Xianfei stared at him in a daze, then shook his head, pursed his lips and smiled, "It's nothing."

Cheng Yi obviously didn't believe it. He turned Song Xianfei's shoulders and looked at him face to face.

Only then did Cheng Yi see Song Xianfei's face clearly, the tails of his eyes were slightly red, as if he had just cried a while ago.

"Are you crying?" Cheng Yi raised his hand to touch his face, and asked with a frown, "Is it because of Old Cheng? Or did he mention Pan Yao to you?"

Song Xianfei looked at him quietly, and answered vaguely after a while, "After all, he and I are the only ones in the company who have the best relationship."

"This old Cheng is real." Cheng Yi sighed, feeling that Song Xianfei was in a better mood these days. He knew that Old Cheng would get involved with Pan Yao, so he would never leave Song Xianfei there alone. .

Song Xianfei smiled, looked up at the sweet-scented osmanthus tree and took a deep breath, then exhaled freely, the fragrance of the flower spread along the trachea, and quickly penetrated into the lungs.

"Cheng Yi, I want to live a more ordinary life with only one house and one courtyard. At that time, I was not a Director Song, just an ordinary man with a little elegance."

Cheng Yi didn't know why Song Xianfei said these inexplicably, but he never just listened, he would listen carefully and keep it in his heart.

"Then I am this man's man." Cheng Yi held his shoulders, his eyes were clear and open, "It doesn't matter whether you are Director Song or not, if you don't like it, then I will only call you A Fei from now on. "

Song Xianfei closed his eyes and smiled, as if drunk in the fragrance of flowers, Cheng Yi was like the biggest bet in his life, betting everything about himself, but he had no fear and no regrets.

"A Fei, our matter... Actually, I have already told my mother just now." Cheng Yi said cautiously, and then observed Song Xianfei's reaction.

Song Xianfei opened his eyes in a daze, and was unconscious for a moment. After a while, he asked him, "What did Mrs. Cheng say?"

Cheng Yi reached out and brushed the sweet-scented osmanthus off his head, every movement was extremely gentle, "My mother was surprised at first, because you are the only lover I told her name, she said that she would seriously consider it, and would do it as soon as possible." Give me an answer."

Song Xianfei looked at him with calm and gentle eyes, like sunlight falling from a branch, bright and dazzled, making Cheng Yi's heart beat faster.

"Okay." Song Xianfei smiled slightly, took the initiative to hold Cheng Yi's hand, and crossed his fingers, "Come home with me."

Song Xianfei closed his eyes as soon as he got in the car, a person is not a storage box, he will only become tired and tired if he packs too many things, he seems to be tired, and his breathing becomes heavy.

Cheng Yi drove him not far, and pulled over to stop the car. Although Song Xianfei didn't open his eyes, he felt that he hadn't left the road full of sweet-scented osmanthus trees.

Because the strong floral fragrance never dissipated, but became more intense.

Cheng Yi didn't open his mouth to speak, Song Xianfei still didn't open his eyes, and after about tens of seconds of silence, Song Xianfei felt the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus gathered at the tip of his nose run away, replaced by warm breaths and a kiss.

Then Cheng Yi leaned close to his ear, and said softly in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "A Fei, if you agree, I want to marry you, even if it's just a title, I want to give it to you as much as possible. "