Three Do Not Confused

The investigation of Yunfeng Town has been completed, Lan Si's conclusion is: Song Xian's proposal is relatively low in feasibility.

Song Xian was a little anxious: "Why?!"

Lan Si said: "The tourism industry in Yunfeng Town is severely restricted by seasons. There is nothing wrong with the large number of people during the flower season. Once the flower season is over, there is no traffic at all, and only permanent residents are left. These are two extremes. If According to your idea, if we transform your home into a restaurant and hotel, then this restaurant and hotel will also face this kind of problem, that is, the guests will be full during the flower season, and once the flower season is over, there will be no customers at all, and the permanent residents will eat and live in their own homes. Who would stay in your hotel when they are full? There are only 12 months of 2 months in a year, and it is valuable. Then you do the math, how much is its availability?"

When Song Xian heard this, he was a little discouraged.It seems to be the case.

Lan Si saw his expression, and said again: "So, why don't you think about how to improve its availability? That is your hometown, and you are more familiar with it. If you think about it, make it a Let me see the whole package. If I think it is feasible, then I will invest."

Song Xian's eyes lit up, feeling that life was full of hope again.He solemnly bowed to Lan Si and said: "Okay! I know the boss! I will try my best to think about it!" Then he ran away.

Lan Si smiled slightly and shook his head: "No brains."

When July also ushered in its tail, Song Xian transferred the first "salary" to Jiang Lijun, 7.Jiang Lijun was shocked when she received it, saying that only 800 would be enough.It's just that Song Xian insisted, she had no choice but to accept it.

Song Xian took the bus back to the entrance of the community, and unexpectedly welcomed an unexpected visitor.

This was the first time Yi Nanchuang took the initiative to approach Song Xian for his affairs.

Song Xian brought Yi Nanchuang in at the entrance of the community, but Yi Nanchuang didn't say what was going on yet.He brought a drink to Yi Nanchuang, sat across from Yi Nanchuang, and said, "Tell me, as long as I can help, I will go through fire and water, and I will do whatever it takes."

Yi Nanchuang's expression made Song Xian feel that it was a very difficult thing to say.He said: "It's okay, I let you know about my embarrassment. Tell me, I will help you."

Yi Nanchuang crossed his fingers, lowered his head slightly, and said, "I want to ask you to help me... Come back to my house with me and see my dad."

Song Xian didn't understand at first: "Just... just take a look?" But he still readily agreed, "Okay. When?"

Yi Nanchuang never looked into Song Xian's eyes, and said, "It's...as my...boyfriend. Come with me. Is that okay?"

Song Xian paused for a moment: "Ah...ah?"

Yi Nanchuang said: "When I was a freshman, I told my family that I fell in love with a boy. It took me three years to get them to accept it. However, many things happened later... So, I never took him home."

Song Xian's mind was in a mess.

Yi Nanchuang said: "My dad, he suffered from lymphoma in my third year of college, and he has been undergoing radiation therapy for these years. During this period, it suddenly deteriorated. The doctor said that it might not last long. So...he asked me to Take that boy...take him to the hospital this weekend and show him."

Song Xian's heart became heavy, and he didn't think about any possibility.Just think of it as helping a friend or repaying a favor.He nodded: "Okay, don't worry, I'll go with you." He paused and said, "But, I don't know if they will like me, if they don't like me, I...then why don't you Isn't it self-defeating?"

Only then did Yi Nanchuang look at him: "It's okay. They will like you."

Song Xian said: "Then... that's fine." He took a deep breath, regained his fighting spirit, and said, "Then tell me quickly, your parents, what type do they like? Lively and cheerful? Quiet and graceful." ? People who like Gu’s family or have a successful career? You just tell me, I will definitely be able to act well! Don’t worry!”

Yi Nanchuang looked at him, smiled slightly, his expression sank again, and said, "They are all teachers. You just have to be nice."

Song Xian: "..." That's why Yi Nanchuang usually thinks he's not well-behaved!He nodded, "Okay then. Don't worry, I can do it!"

After agreeing on a time, Yi Nanchuang didn't stay any longer, and soon left Song Xian's house.

Song Xian waited for him to leave, and hurried to look for clothes in his closet.

well-behaved?He thought angrily: I think I am very well-behaved!

When Song Xian was a freshman, Z University had a sports meeting.

As an officer of the Propaganda Department, Song Xian was originally only responsible for writing supportive manuscripts for the Department of Chinese Language and Culture.Later, they were suddenly transferred by their secretary to help the student union of the school.

At that time, Song Xian was only a freshman, and he felt that he was quite shy, and he didn't know anyone in the student union, so when he first went to the camp of the student union, he was quite nervous, not knowing who to approach and what to do.And at that time, it seemed that everyone was busy with their work.

After hesitant to speak a few times, a person behind him said, "Student, come and help me."

Song Xian turned around, yes, it was Yi Nanchuang's cheating character.Although I don't know if Yi Nanchuang still remembers him, but at least he knows Yi Nanchuang!Song Xian seemed to have found the revolutionary camp in an instant, even at that time the sense of security completely overshadowed the jealousy!The will is so weak... Ah no, it's just that those who know the current affairs are the best!He ran to Yi Nanchuang's desk in two or three steps, and said, "Okay! I'm here!"

Yi Nanchuang lowered his head and smiled slightly, let him sit next to him, and said, "My name is Yi Nanchuang."

Song Xian nodded: "Oh, I know!" Then, without asking his name, Yi Nanchuang turned around and said a few words to the people behind him.When turning back again, the time had passed for too long, Song Xian was completely embarrassed to say to him again, "My surname is Song, my name is Xian!", so he had to give up.

So in fact, Song Xian didn't dare to confirm whether Yi Nanchuang knew his name or not during the whole freshman year.

At that time, Yi Nanchuang was also a member of the Propaganda Department. His task was to write summary drafts, compliment drafts, hot spot drafts... all kinds of comprehensive drafts, regardless of department.

Song Xian asked him quietly: "Student, why are you the only one writing the manuscript?"

Yi Nanchuang also whispered to him, "Because the others have rebelled!"

Song Xian: "..."

Yi Nanchuang chuckled a few times and said, "A few people have gone back to compete in their own departments."

Song Xian said: "Oh, hey, shall I write with you or not?"

Yi Nanchuang said seriously: "No need! You study ink for the lonely king!"

Song Xian: "..." Why does this person who is like a flower in the mountains have such attributes!He said angrily, "Where is the ink?"

Yi Nanchuang pointed to the table next to him: "It's over there!"

When Song Xian saw it, he was terrified: Nima really has ink!He shivered and asked: "You... you still need to use a brush to write a manuscript?!" Oh my god!Such a god-defying thing can't be done!Better go back in despair!

Yi Nanchuang laughed and said, "It's not for writing manuscripts. After a while, write me an announcement. Write it according to this."

He pushed a manuscript to Song Xian, which was about punishment and warnings for some athletes who violated the competition rules.He asked, "Is it written on that red paper?"

Yi Nanchuang nodded: "Yes. Is there any problem with brush writing?"

Song Xian said: "It's definitely no problem to write that!"

Yi Nanchuang looked at him appreciatively, and he said anxiously, "Whether you can see it or not is a question..."

Yi Nanchuang: "..."

Song Xian straightened his back and said eagerly, "Oh! It's okay, it's okay, no matter how ugly it is, you can still recognize the content! I'll just write it!"

So Yi Nanchuang watched nervously as he spread out the red paper—it was the only red paper!The writing is broken but you have to go far to buy it!But looking at Song's eagerness to try and his high interest, Yi really couldn't stop him.

Song Xian picked up the brush and dipped it in the ink, and with a flick of the brush, a notice was written.Yi Nanchuang's expression gradually relaxed and finally turned into surprise, the writing was unexpectedly beautiful!

Song Xian was a little blunt|badly embarrassed, and said: "My grandfather said that my handwriting is not good. But I seem to write like this, I have no talent, so I can't help it."

Yi Nanchuang smiled and shook his head: "Your grandfather is too demanding of you. You are like this, and the first prize in the calligraphy competition is easy."

Song Xian felt a little egg|ball happy at that time.

Yi Nanchuang said: "Roll up that notice first and put it there. You come to my place."

Song Xian sat back again, and Yi Nanchuang said, "You write it for me, and I'll tell you how to write it. After a while, put it aside, and someone will come and collect it from the radio station. You don't have to worry about it."

Yi Nanchuang told him what to write and how to write it, and finally said: "I have a relay race in half an hour, and now I have to go and prepare. Is there any problem here?"

Song Xian said: "No problem, you can go."

Yi Nanchuang nodded, he took his own things, and when he was leaving, he suddenly said, "Hey, why don't you cheer me up?"

Song Xian really forgot, and hurriedly said, "Come on!"

Yi Nanchuang: "...This is too perfunctory!"

Song Xian: "..." He couldn't help but smile, "Then... how can I say it in a non-perfunctory way?"

Yi Nanchuang walked back to him again, stretched out his hand, and said, "Writing is so beautiful, use it for me."

So Song Xian wrote a big cheer on his palm with a pen, and also drew ^[-]^~.Yi Nanchuang folded his palms together, smiled and ran away.

In the men's relay race, the preliminary round was between the English department and the Chinese department, mathematics department, and music department.

Because they are all of the same strength... Weak chickens, everyone automatically ignores the overall speed, and they are nervous and excited to watch.The sound of cheering throughout the arena was overwhelming, one after another.

Yi Nanchuang received the last baton. He was tall and long-legged. When he took the baton and ran hard to cross the finish line first, Song Xian had completely forgotten that he was from the Department of Chinese Language and Literature, and couldn't help cheering for him.The English department already had a lot of girls, but he was quickly submerged in the crowd of girls who brought water and towels.

It was not until the end of the morning that Yi Nanchuang returned to the camp.He handed Song Xian a bottle of drink and said, "The manuscript is well written. Pack it up and go eat."

Song Xian nodded and asked, "What about the announcement?"

Yi Nanchuang said: "I'll just take it and stick it up. Come in this afternoon?"

Song Xian said, "I don't know, let's see what our secretary says."

Yi Nanchuang said casually: "Our department goes out for lunch, can I bring you something for the afternoon?"

Song Xian froze for a moment, and said, "That's so embarrassing... I think the egg tarts at the bakery that turns left at the school gate are delicious!"

Yi Nanchuang: "..." He nodded and smiled, "I'll bring it to you in the afternoon."

However, the goose egg tart has not been eaten yet.That afternoon, Song Xian was transferred back to the Department of Chinese Language and Literature, and he never had a chance to find Yi Nanchuang, and at that time his skin was not so thick, so he was ashamed to ask someone to give him egg tarts.

Early on Saturday morning, Song Xian got up and dressed herself nervously.In fact, he didn't know why he was so nervous. Later, he thought it must be because he was going to meet the old president and his wife. After all, according to the description in the novel, they are very dignified!

However, Song Xian remembered that Yi Nanchuang said that the old president... Song Xian's nervousness suddenly disappeared.He didn't hairspray his hair, just loose it, wearing white casual clothes and white sneakers.

The person in the mirror looks really cute.

In any case, the old president must be satisfied, and he must not have any worries anymore.Song Xian thought.

Yi Nanchuang parked the car at the main entrance of Qinghe Villa, and looked at Song Xian who was gradually approaching him through the car window.

The white figure overlapped with the little boy from many years ago, and he was just as energetic.

Song Xian walked over and knocked on his window, Yi Nanchuang lowered the car window, Song Xian said: "Get down quickly!"

Yi Nanchuang was puzzled: "Get in the car."

Song Xian said anxiously: "You should come down first!"

Yi Nanchuang unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car. Song Xian turned around solemnly and asked seriously, "Aren't you cute?"

Yi Nanchuang: "..." He clenched his fist and coughed lightly, saying, "Well, very cute."

Song Xian said, "I knew it!" Satisfied, he sat in the passenger seat and fastened his seat belt, and said, "Let's go buy some fruit and take it to the hospital."

Yi Nanchuang said, "No need, my dad can't eat it."

Song Xian said: "Whether you eat it or not is one thing, but whether you buy it or not is another. We can give it to the old president's wife!"

Yi Nanchuang: "...old... what?"

Song Xian quickly covered his mouth.He looked at Yi Nanchuang and said, "Buy it, buy it, I must buy it."

Yi Nanchuang followed him.

When they reached the downstairs of the hospital, Song Xian started to coward again, grabbed Yi Nanchuang's sleeve and dragged him aside, and asked nervously, "Um...do I still look good now?"

Yi Nanchuang was a little helpless: "Don't be nervous, my parents are easy to get along with. Teacher, have you forgotten?"

Song Xian said, "Then...that's fine."

After dawdling on the way to the fourth floor of the inpatient department, Song Xian suddenly grabbed Yi Nanchuang again.

Yi Nanchuang stopped and was about to speak when Song Xian raised his head and said, "I just want to tell you that I'm not nervous at all." After speaking, he shrank behind Yi Nanchuang and broke down, "Oh my god, I'm not nervous at all." Really nervous!"

Yi Nanchuang: "..."

After hesitating for a long time, he suddenly grabbed Song Xian's hand and dragged him out to stand beside him.

Song Xian slightly opened his eyes and looked at his hands.

Yi Nanchuang regained his composure, and led Song Xian to an independent single room.He knocked on the door, then pushed it open.

The half-lying person in the ward and the dignified woman beside the bed raised their heads at the same time.

Both Yi Nanchuang and Song Xian's faces flushed slightly.

Song Xian's face was getting hotter and hotter, he bite the bullet and shouted: "Hello, Uncle, Hello, Auntie."

The hands of the two people loosened.Yi Nanchuang went in and put the fruit on the table.

Yi's mother immediately spread a knowing smile on her face. She went to hold Song Xian and said, "Xiao Xian is exactly what Nan Chuang said, cute and handsome."

Song Xian: "..."

Yi's mother pulled him to Yi's father's hospital bed. Yi's father had a large swollen neck and looked very hard.Song Xian was a little worried, frowned slightly, and said, "Uncle, how do you feel?"

Yi's father looked at Song Xian, smiled kindly, and said, "I am very happy."

Song Xian felt that his nose was astringent. Father Yi patted Song Xian's hand slowly and said, "I feel relieved when I see you. I'm still worried. No one takes care of Nan Chuang. He can't take care of himself well either." .”

Song Xian said: "Don't worry, I will take good care of Nanchuang. Uncle, look at me, do I look very well-behaved? In fact, not only do I look very well-behaved, I am actually very well-behaved! I can do everything ! I will cook a lot of dishes, and I will definitely not starve him! Don't worry!"

Both Yi's father and Yi's mother laughed softly.Yi's father said, "I'm more relieved that you are so capable."

Song Xian said: "Yes! It must! Get well soon, I will cook for everyone, I bet you will like my cooking!"

Yi's father smiled again: "I definitely like it."

Song Xian said: "Uncles and aunts, let me tell you that my grandfather definitely likes you to drink tea. He is an educated youth, so he likes teachers very much. He always said that being a teacher is the greatest profession in the world."

Song Xian remembered that Yi Nanchuang's words were not too loud, and kept his sense of proportion. After saying these things, he gradually became quiet, waiting for Yi's father and Yi mother to ask him occasionally, and he would answer them, and when they didn't ask, he would quietly accompany him. They, if Mother Yi wants to do something, they will fight.

When we stayed until noon, a customer called Song Xian. He walked out of the ward to pick him up outside, asking about the status of some of his products.Song Xian reported the approximate quantity on What'sAPP based on the inventory information Tao Aiwen gave him a few days ago.Putting away the phone, Song Xian looked up and realized that there was a girl on the opposite side who seemed to be looking at her all the time.Song Xian paused, smiled at her habitually, then looked away and walked back to the ward quickly.

In the afternoon, Yi's father needed to rest, so Yi Nanchuang sent Song Xian back.

From then on, Song Xian would make a call every afternoon to Mother Yi's mobile phone to check on Father Yi's situation.

Until a week later, Yi's father died of illness.

Yi's father, named Yi Bowen, worked as a professor in a university before suffering from cancer.Many people attended his funeral, but only one of his college classmates came, Qiu Congrong.Due to the heavy atmosphere, Song Xian and Qiu Congrong did not talk too much, but simply greeted each other.

Song Xian was wearing a black suit and was always by Mama Yi's side.

When the funeral was over and everyone dispersed, except for Yi Mama and Yi Nanchuang, only Qiu Congrong and Song Xian were left, a girl in the same black suit suddenly came.

Holding a bouquet of white flowers, she walked very slowly, without looking at any of the four people, but her eyes kept falling on Papa Yi's tombstone.She looked very lonely.

Song Xian thought she looked very familiar, but couldn't remember where she saw her.Song Xian heard Yi's mother ask: "Nan Chuang, is this your friend? Or a colleague?"

After hearing no answer for a long time, Song Xian turned to look at Yi Nanchuang, but was stunned.She had never seen such an expression on Yi Nanchuang's face.Surprised, flustered, and at a loss, yet forced himself to remain calm.He said: "Calm down, take my mother and Song Xian back to my house first, thank you."

Qiu Congrong didn't know what happened, but he knew how to measure and agreed immediately.

Song Xian supported Yi's mother and followed Qiu calmly.

Qiu Congrong sent Song Xian and Yi's mother to Yi Nanchuang's home.That was Song Xian's first visit to Yi Nanchuang's house.At this moment, he is still holding the identity of "Yi Nanchuang's boyfriend", and he is responsible for appeasing Yi's mother.It was time for dinner, although everyone had no appetite, Song Xian went to the kitchen, found some ingredients, and prepared to cook some soup for everyone to drink.

He closed the kitchen door and stood by the boiler, a little dazed.

He felt a little unacceptable. In this world, there were still people who could make Yi Nanchuang show such an expression.

That girl, Song Xian suddenly remembered where he had seen her before.In the hospital, the girl standing across from him when he was on the phone.

Although Song Xian was very curious, he had no position to ask.That's it.He took out the soup and filled three bowls, letting both Qiu Congrong and Yi's mother drink a little.After Yi's mother finished drinking, she went to the room to rest.

Yi Nanchuang never came back.Qiu Congrong called Song Xian to the balcony and asked him: "You and Nanchuang..."

Song Xian lowered his voice and said, "It's an actor, I'm just helping him." He hesitated, "The girl at the funeral just now was... do you know who it is?"

Qiu calmly shook his head: "I don't know him."

Song Xian nodded: "Oh."

Qiu Congrong said, "Did Nan Chuang never tell you his thoughts?"

Song Xian was a little dazed: "What... what?"

Qiu Congrong said: "...Forget it." He looked at Song Xian and said seriously, "I want to ask you a question, do you like Nanchuang?"

Song Xian seemed to be taken aback by this question. He was stunned for a while, but when he remembered what happened that night, he couldn't answer.

Qiu Congrong looked away from his face, looked at his watch, and said, "I still have something to do, I have to go back. Come back from Nanchuang, and say hello to him for me."

Song Xian looked up at him: "Ah? You are leaving? Don't leave, just wait for me. I can't leave now, it's not good for Auntie to be alone at home. Just wait for me. When Yi Nanchuang comes back, I will Come with you."

Qiu Congrong said: "Why am I waiting for you? I have something to do. Why don't you let Nanchuang take you off later?"

Song Xian was in a hurry: "Don't! Just wait for me! Just wait until you take me to the subway entrance! He he he he will be back soon!"

Qiu Congrong was quite speechless: "He he he he he will not eat you! What are you doing?"

Song Xian: "...I think you are very unloved by your classmates."

Qiu Congrong unjustly went to the living room to get the phone key, and planned to leave.At this time, the door opened.

Yi Nanchuang walked in.

Qiu Congrong said, "Are you back? I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

Yi Nanchuang nodded slightly: "Okay."

Song Xian hurriedly said: "Then I... I'll go first too, I'll take Qiu Congrong's car to the subway entrance."

Yi Nanchuang looked at him: "I'll see you off."

Song Xian shook his head quickly: "You have to stay at home and take care of Auntie." He hesitated for a moment, then said, "You...you talk to her more."

Yi Nanchuang was silent for a while, then nodded slightly: "Then... goodbye."

For some reason, Song Xian miraculously heard the meaning of "see you again" from this sentence.He said in a daze, "Okay."

Because it was not on the way, Song Xian got off at a subway entrance.

Qiu Congrong waved to him: "Call Zhong Yuxin when you have time, let's have dinner together."

Song Xian smiled and nodded: "Okay."

Song Xian's life was peaceful again, he didn't deliberately ask and even gradually let himself suppress all his curiosity about that girl.It was as if he had never seen her before.

Yi Nanchuang never contacted him again, and he no longer took the initiative to send greetings to Yi Nanchuang.He devoted himself wholeheartedly to the plan of getting rich overnight.After thinking hard for two weeks, he finally handed over the whole plan to Lan Si.

He decided to transform his home into a three-story ancient style small building.

The first floor is used as a restaurant, the second floor is used as an art photo studio, and the third floor is used as a hotel.

As for the specific plan, it is like this.

From January to August every year, students and tourists are the main customers; from September to December, the Mid-Autumn Festival, the [-]th long holiday, Double [-], Double [-] theme activities and art photos are the main ones, supplemented by catering and accommodation .In winter in Yunfeng Town, there is another advantage that no other place in Guangdong can match: it will snow.

Under unique circumstances, Song Xian believes that no matter it is the lantern cornices in the paradise or the ancient buildings in the ice and snow, they are undoubtedly very attractive.

But this involves a very important issue: publicity and popularity.In this regard, the main possibility is to rely on the relationship of Lansi.

As for the publicity point, from February to April, it must be a sea of ​​flowers; from June to August, it is fruit.The fruits in northern Guangdong are not the very common apples, longan, lychees or bananas, but peaches and a very special kind of plums, golden yellow with high sweetness and good taste and color; June to December is the period mentioned above Holiday-themed activities and artistic photos, as well as the vast snow in winter.In addition, the terrain of Yunfeng Town is a plain located in a mountainous area, with dense forests and winding and criss-crossing roads. Looking down, there are many mountains and mountains, which is also spectacular.This is also a big attraction.

As long as the publicity is in place, these things are extremely attractive to urban people.

There are still some ideas, and Song Xian wants to wait for Lan Si to read the plan before raising them.

Just when Song Xian thought life was going to be like this, another uninvited guest approached him.

Song Xian sat opposite the girl, and the atmosphere was a little weird at first.

Song Xian began to confirm that this girl did have a close relationship with Yi Nanchuang.He is not slow, and he can more or less guess that the reason why the girl came to him must be inseparable from the fact that he pretended to be Yi Nanchuang's boyfriend.If there was a misunderstanding because of that incident, then it is necessary to explain clearly.He took the initiative to say: "Hello, my name is Song Xian, Yi Nanchuang and I..."

The girl interrupted him: "I'm Yi Nanchuang's fiancée."

Song Xian was shocked by this sentence. Since Yi Nanchuang had a fiancée, why did he claim to be "three not confused"? Since he had a fiancée, why did he let him pretend to be his boyfriend?These questions were all pushed back to the bottom of my heart by Song Xian.

Because no matter what Yi Nanchuang did, he always believed that he had a reason.He found that he had a very blind trust in Yi Nanchuang.

It took him a long time to find his voice: "Oh, you... hello, what's your name?"

The girl said, "Ye Yunwen."

Song Xian nodded: "Miss Yunwen, hello. Actually, Yi Nanchuang and I are college classmates. Last time we were in the hospital..."

Ye Yunwen looked straight into Song Xian's eyes: "I'm from Beijing, and my personal assets may be more than your entire family combined."

Song Xian didn't like this kind of feeling, who would like others to reveal that he was poor!But she said that she is Yi Nanchuang's fiancée, so Song Xian tried to be polite as much as possible: "Miss Yunwen, you can express what you want to say very straightforwardly, and there is no need to make preparations. I am poor, and your The fiancé doesn't even have a leg. You can really verify this. If you make false statements, you will be struck by lightning. This is all I want to say. So, do you have anything else to say?"

Ye Yunwen said, "My personal assets are beyond your imagination."

Song Xian: "..." He was a little dumbfounded, "If you don't mean to share with me, then stop emphasizing it. Don't you know that you were struck by lightning when you flaunt your wealth?"

Ye Yunwen's expression was a little dull, and he said, "All Yi Nanchuang's money was taken from me."

Song Xian seemed to have fallen into an ice cave in an instant.He felt that he must have not burned incense when he went out today.That's why this kind of thing happens.He didn't want to hear such things, nor did he want to believe such things, let alone such things, the protagonist turned out to be Yi Nanchuang.

He felt that he could not accept it.

Ye Yunwen looked at Song Xian, and said, "Yi Nanchuang, he is the man I entrusted|raised. Can't you accept it? But it's the truth."

Song Xian's whole body entered a state of sluggishness.

Ye Yunwen said: "Yi Nanchuang's family is just an ordinary middle-class family. His father is still seriously ill and has spent all his savings. If I hadn't supported him in starting his business, he would have been an ordinary normal student. , What do you think he can do to start the company in just three years, with a net worth of over [-] million? No money, no background, what kind of business does he create, what kind of disease he cures."

Song Xian screamed in his heart, wanting to accuse her of lying.But she calmly, as if she was stating a fact, kept screaming, without embellishment.Even the whole person showed a kind of loneliness, which made it impossible for Song Xian to refute her.

Ye Yunwen said: "If he uses my money, he should abide by my rules. He promised me that he will not approach women or men. In a few years, we will get married. I trust him so much, but he took advantage of it Seeing me abroad, doing things wrong. He really shouldn't think of me as a fool."

Song Xian defended Yi Nanchuang weakly but instinctively: "You may have misunderstood him. He didn't mess around behind your back."

Ye Yunwen suddenly became excited: "No? Isn't it enough to have one of you? I'm his fiancee! Well, even if he says he won't get married now, it's fine. His father wants to meet his partner, and he would rather take you there than call I'm back! He didn't even notify me of his father's funeral. He's just using me, he just wants my money."

Song Xian shook his head blankly, and said in a low voice: "Impossible, he is not such a person." The voice was so low that it seemed that he was just talking to himself. In fact, the only person he wanted to convince was himself.

Ye Yunwen heard it, she took out her mobile phone with trembling hands, and said: "What is impossible, why do you say it is impossible, then we will call him over and listen to him in person. You listen to him in person and let him Tell you who he is. Why, why did he treat me like this!"

Song Xian stood up abruptly, shaking his head: "Don't do this! This must be a misunderstanding! Don't do this. If you really like him, give him some self-esteem, please. Don't ask him to come over. I I swear, I really have nothing to do with him, and he has never violated any agreement between you. It's true, why don't you have a good talk with him? He will definitely do what he said. Since you are willing to support him, why don't you want to trust him?"

Ye Yunwen's eyes suddenly turned red, and she said: "Because I am such a person, I cannot accept any betrayal. He has already come."

Song Xian stood up and wanted to leave.He didn't want to see Yi Nanchuang at such a time, and he didn't want to let Yi Nanchuang face the embarrassment of having a third person present at such a time.But Ye Yunwen said: "If you dare to leave, I will immediately make this matter public and ruin his reputation."

Song Xian shook his head: "Why do you have to make him hate you?"

Ye Yunwen wiped her eyes: "He doesn't love me anyway."

The two remained silent until there was a sound of hurried footsteps.

Song Xian and Ye Yunwen raised their heads at the same time, looking at Yi Nanchuang who was panting and completely lost his composure.

Yi Nanchuang walked towards Ye Yunwen: "You promised me that you would not look for him."

Ye Yunwen said: "What are you afraid of? Are you afraid of what I will do to him?"

Yi Nanchuang took a deep breath: "Why are you so unreasonable!"

Ye Yunwen's eyes quickly turned red again, but she didn't cry.She said: "So what, you spend my money, can't you bear such a temper?"

Song Xian was completely surrounded by fear.He didn't want to see Yi Nanchuang's dignity being trampled on, but he felt completely powerless.He had no choice but to say: "Miss Yunwen, why do you have to make the third one laugh at the matter between the two of you? Calm down, think about it, I'm leaving first."

But Ye Yunwen stopped Song Xian relentlessly: "Stop." She said, "Yi Nanchuang, tell him, are you being adopted by me and using my money?"

Song Xian's back was facing them, and Yi Nanchuang could only see his slightly bent back. An overwhelming darkness filled his heart, completely burying his youth and hazy hopes.His fingertips trembled a little, and he said, "Yes, are you satisfied?"

Ye Yunwen said, "You can only marry me?"

Yi Nanchuang said, "Yes."

Ye Yunwen said: "Without me, you would be nothing today, wouldn't you?"

Yi Nanchuang's voice was calm and depressing: "Yes."

Ye Yunwen sighed slightly, raised her hand, and pointed at Song Xian's back: "You like him, don't you?"

There was a deathly silence in the air.

Ye Yunwen said: "Is it so difficult to say 'no'? If you say 'no', I will let it go and pretend that none of this happened. Why don't you say it, say it!"

Yi Nanchuang's lips trembled slightly.

Song Xian felt that he was about to be driven crazy by the silence and depression.He couldn't bear it anymore, turned around and said, "Have you had enough trouble! You are no longer young, why do you still not know how to advance and retreat! What do you want!"

Ye Yunwen snorted and said, "What do I want? I can do whatever I want. I have no shortage of men. If this one is not pleasing to the eye and disobedient, I will destroy him. How can you stop me? ? What can you do? You can't do anything."

Yi Nanchuang said: "Ye Yunwen, if doing this can make you happy, then just do it."

Song Xian's voice trembled a little: "Yi Nanchuang, shut up!" He calmed down his overexcited emotions, knowing that there is always room for redemption.This girl obviously likes Yi Nanchuang, but now she is just dazzled by anger.He must not let such a situation that hurts both sides happen, he said: "Miss Yunwen, listen to me, you will regret it. You are just angry now. In fact, the person you hate and the person you want to take revenge on are me That's all. As long as you don't kill or maim me, that's fine. You can take revenge on me, but don't do things that you will regret later."

Yi Nanchuang clenched his fists: "Song Xian, you go back and don't meddle in our affairs."

Ye Yunwen said: "Look, you asked me to take revenge on you. His heart hurts again." She sat in her seat, turned the chair to Song Xian, and said, "Kneel down and beg me to let him go. I will let him go." he."

Song Xian stepped forward and knelt down on the ground without hesitation, but before his knee fell to the ground, Yi Nanchuang pulled him up forcefully, so much that Song Xian's arm ached.His air pressure has dropped to the extreme.

Song Xian was pulled by him, and he wanted to speak but was stopped.Yi Nanchuang pulled him and walked out the door without any doubt.He forced Song Xian into the passenger seat and drove him back to Qinghe Villa.

After Song Xian got out of the car, Yi Nanchuang said, "Go back. She won't look for you again, I'm sorry."

Song Xian wanted to speak, but the raised car window resolutely blocked the sight of the two of them.

Song Xian really wanted to say something to him, but he didn't know what to say.All he knows is that he believes in him.He always believed that everything he did must have his own reasons.He chased out a few steps and whispered, "I believe in you."

He couldn't help shouting: "Yi Nanchuang! I believe in you!"

However, the car has already gone away quickly, leaving a smear of dust.

Song Xian stopped in his tracks, his throat was astringent and his eyes were red from being stimulated by such a bloody plot.He whispered, "I really, really believe in you."