I became popular after reuniting with my wealthy ex-boyfriend

Song Yan read this wechat several times, and the depression that had accumulated for a long time was relieved a little.

Fortunately, Sheng Yun has a brain and knows why he is angry.

Just thinking about it, Song Yan gritted his teeth, only to realize that he was completely in the hands of Sheng Yun.

Why do you coldly force yourself for a week, and then just say sorry and let it go?

And let myself wait for him to go home together, waiting for a ball of yarn.

The more Song Yan thought about it, the more dissatisfied he was, typing on his mobile phone.

Originally, I wanted to say that he would move out tonight if he didn't go back, but after thinking about it, he still didn't send it out.

If you move out directly, does it count as...running away from home after a quarrel?

Song Yan frowned. He had some psychological shadows about the behavior of running away directly.

When she was young, Lu Zhinan always seemed to be arguing with the Song family, and the old lady of the Song family would always let her go.

When he was still young, he was carried away by his mother crying and left home.

I remember one time, it was very cold at night and it was raining.

Lu Zhinan hugged him, so he couldn't open the umbrella. The umbrella was wobbly, and the cold and hard raindrops hit him one after another.

At the reception, the fragrance of clothes, the shadows on the temples, the interlacing of cups and cups, and the circulation of light and shadow.

However, Song Yan touched the back of his neck subconsciously here, as if there was still a faint pain from the rain hitting it.

If he moved out tonight... he would either not take the glutinous rice balls with him, or he would have to take her with him overnight.

Not good for kids.

Song Yanru convinced himself, deleted the sentence in the input box, and re-entered:

[I don't know the way? 】

After sending it, Song Yan put the phone away, with a bit of depression on his face.

Sheng Yun, this bastard... He never did this before, never let himself feel any feeling of being left out.

However, he couldn't say anything, after all, he was the one who was the "scumbag" back then, just like he was atoning now, and he felt that he didn't care about losing his temper.

Song Yan held his breath, turned his grief and anger into appetite and ate the blueberry in his hand.

"Yeah? Where did you get the blueberry?" Zhou Chun happened to see it and wondered, "There's only one?"

Song Yan: "..."

He said vaguely, "I took it with me."

Zhou Chun smiled and said, "Don't make it so pitiful, I'll get you a plate."

Song Yan declined, "Don't bother."

He has always been better than one thing less, and he doesn't want to fight for some of his own ideas that are not strong, but Zhou Chun is obviously the opposite.

Zhou Chun really searched everywhere to find the waiter who was carrying the fruit plate and brought him a plate of fruit and stuffed it into his hand.

Song Yan looked at the blueberry in his hand, with snow-white fruit cream still hanging on it.

Zhou Chun said with a smile: "Mr. Song, you are too indifferent to the world, and sometimes you are not good. Do whatever you want, say whatever you want."

Song Yan smiled faintly: "Thank you."

Zhou Chun waved his hand: "Oh, we are all friends now, so I really don't have to be so polite."

Song Yan picked up a blueberry and put it in his mouth, the sweet and sour juice immediately filled his mouth.

Do what you want, say what you want.

Is it really possible?

If you don't hibernate, don't make yourself invisible, and don't bury many things in your heart, can you still guarantee a peaceful and stable life?

"By the way, I'm going to go upstairs to take pictures of the big arched staircase, are you going too?" Zhou Chun said, "I know you haven't posted a selfie for a long time, it's okay to be closed all the time, your girls They're all going to die."

Song Yan responded, An Yuan also asked for the same, and was planning to do so.

He looked down at his phone and found that Sheng Yun hadn't replied to the message.

Then he realized what he was expecting, and immediately put away such absurd thoughts and put down his phone.

Will Guan Shengyun come back?No one cares!

While he was in a daze, Song Yan didn't even notice that someone came to talk to Zhou Chun.

Until he heard Zhou Chun's tone suddenly calm down, he came back to his senses.

He didn't know the person very well, but he seemed to have seen him before. In his impression, he was a martial arts actor, with a slightly familiar face, a cropped cut, and very mean features.

The man looked at Song Yan with hostility in his eyes.

Song Yan: "?"

He was quite puzzled, and he didn't remember when he had an enmity with this man.

Zhou Chun's expression became obviously unnatural: "Is there something wrong?"

The man looked at Zhou Chun, then at Song Yan, and snorted coldly: "What are you talking about? Have a good chat?"

Song Yan frowned slightly, and his eyes turned cold when he looked at the man.

Zhou Chun lowered his voice and opened his almond eyes: "This is Teacher Song Yansong, don't talk nonsense."

"Hey, who am I supposed to be." The man said eccentrically, "So it's a new star, Mr. Song."

The man's eyes looked Song Yan up and down without hesitation, and he ground his back teeth: "Zhou Chun, your taste has changed, do you like this kind of boy?"

Zhou Chun suddenly became anxious: "Gao Hao!"

Hearing the name, Song Yan vaguely remembered it.

Born in a family of martial arts, his uncle and grandfather are relatively well-known martial arts stars, but his ability is relatively average, relying on the family's shadow to make a living, and the reputation in the circle is not very good, everyone says he relies on his family To the second ancestor who cleaned up the mess.

He usually doesn't like to inquire about these extremely complicated gossip stories, but there are always various winds blowing in around him, so he understands a little.

Song Yan didn't want to have a conflict with him on the surface, and at the same time saw Zhou Chun's embarrassment and embarrassment, so he took two steps back, showing an attitude of unwillingness to inquire about their relationship.

However, Gao Hao didn't wink, instead he followed a few steps, showing a provocative look: "Song Yan, you don't think that you are a little bit hot after filming a movie, so you treat yourself as a person? You blushed like this with a little white face Your actor is nothing in front of a family like ours!"

Song Yan lowered his eyelids, and clicked his tongue lightly: "Whose family? Didn't I hear that Mr. Gao didn't let you go for his [-]th birthday, do you think it's annoying?"

This gossip was also passed on before. Song Yan heard it from the gossip queen An Yuan. She didn't take it to heart at first, and just passed it as a joke, but now she remembered it again.

I have to thank my strong memory ability.

Gao Hao's dark skin immediately turned red and green.

This incident is actually false. The old man was just angry. However, it spread outside. For him, it has always been a special pain point that cannot be mentioned. He did not expect that the soft-tempered man in front of him would actually speak. It was cold and poking, and it made him panic at once.

Seeing that Gao Hao was going to cause trouble, Zhou Chun was so anxious that the corners of his eyes turned red, and he grabbed his arm: "Don't be ashamed here, talk about it!"

How could Gao Hao care so much, he remained so unmoved that Zhou Chun couldn't move him at all.

Song Yan glanced away and wanted to leave, but Gao Hao immediately went to drag him.

However, before Gao Hao's hand touched him, he suddenly saw something, but his expression was terrified, and his hand immediately retracted.

Song Yan raised his head and saw Sheng Yun and a few bosses walking over slowly, as if they were going to talk to someone over there.

Although no one noticed the faint conflict that was about to erupt here, Gao Hao had some brains anyway, and he never dared to make trouble in front of these characters, so he immediately restrained himself a lot and stood still.

Song Yan stood at the same spot, watching from the corner of his eye Sheng Yun with an alienated and indifferent smile and occasionally a few words back and forth with the people around him, without looking at him, and walked past them in another direction.

After being interrupted, Gao Hao said viciously: "You wait."

Song Yan didn't bother to answer him, and didn't even look back.

After a while, he turned around and saw Zhou Chun walking out of the reception hall with him.

He frowned slightly, vaguely worried, but judging from what he said just now, the two of them seemed to have relationship problems.

He didn't know Zhou Chun very well, so it seemed...inappropriate to intervene rashly.

The phone vibrated slightly, Song Yan picked it up, and saw the message from Sheng Yun:

[How to thank me. 】

Song Yan: [? 】

Sheng Yun: [? 】

Song Yan reacted at this time: […]

Gan Qing Sheng Yun did it on purpose, and deliberately came here to make a face, so that Gao Hao would not dare to do anything.

Song Yan: [I can solve it myself. 】

Sheng Yun replied: [Yes, a kitten wearing a tiger skin can also be a hero to save the beauty. 】

Song Yan: "?"

What is wearing a tiger's skin, who is a cat? ?

Why didn't he know when Sheng Yun gave himself such a nickname.

Thinking of the soft and spineless appearance of the glutinous rice balls, Song Yan felt that he had nothing to do with cats.

At this moment, An Yuan sent a message, urging him to take pictures.

He put away his cell phone, didn't reply to Sheng Yun, went straight to the gate, and didn't take another look at where Sheng Yun was.

On the other side, Sheng Yun saw the cat in tiger skin leave the reception hall through a gap in the crowd among a group of new people who approached him.

Someone beside him reminded him: "Mr. Sheng, are you listening?"

Sheng Yun withdrew his gaze, and the faint smile in his eyes disappeared immediately, and he twitched the corner of his mouth indifferently: "Say it."

Song Yan followed the signs to the arched staircase.

The way was a bit difficult to find, and it was even more difficult for him as a road idiot who didn't know the direction. Compared with the location given by An Yuan, he didn't arrive for a long time.

Going around, on the contrary, it became more and more secluded, and I didn't know where I went.

When he came to a corner of a corridor where no one was around, he stopped in place, looked down at his phone, and wanted to confirm where he was again.

"... As I said, we have already broken up, so don't pester me anymore..."

"Let me go...!"

A faint voice came from the depths of the corridor, and Song Yan paused with his fingers scratching the screen, realizing that it was Zhou Chun's voice.

He raised his head immediately, frowning tightly.

The voice gradually became louder, and even brought a crying voice.

Song Yan was dazed on the spot for a few seconds, then suddenly speeded up and plunged straight into the dark corridor. Sure enough, in the depths of the corridor, he saw Zhou Chun and Gao Hao who was holding her shoulders tightly.

Gao Hao saw him first, sneered a few times, let go of Zhou Chun first, gritted his teeth at her and said, "Hey, did you call for rescue?"

Zhou Chun turned around abruptly, the makeup on her face was washed away by tears, she didn't expect Song Yan to find this place, and said dully: "Teacher Song..."

Song Yan kept a few steps away from Gao Hao, and whispered to Zhou Chun, "Come here."

Zhou Chun wanted to take a step, but Gao Hao grabbed his arm: "How dare you!"

Zhou Chun was in pain, tears immediately fell down.

Song Yan frowned, and said coldly, "You really want to go to the police station for a few days, don't you?"

Gao Hao didn't care much, and threw Zhou Chun back vigorously.

Song Yan subconsciously took a step forward to help her, but the girl's thin body fell heavily to the ground, Song Yan's heart trembled.

Gao Hao had already come in front of him, raised his head and got very close to him: "Do you really want to taste my fist? Come on, Bibi?"

Song Yan closed his eyes, already bored to the extreme: "I'm not interested."

Gao Hao laughed arrogantly. He himself was born in martial arts, and he felt that he could beat Song Yan eight times in one go.

"Get out if you don't want to be beaten." Gao Hao's eyes widened and he said harshly, "What's your relationship with her? What right do you have to meddle in her affairs?"

This sentence actually dug a hole, he wanted to provoke Song Yan to say something related to the relationship between men and women, so he could use this matter to discredit Zhou Chun.

Of course Song Yan also understood clearly.

He glanced at Zhou Chun, who fell to the ground and tried to get up several times without success: "I don't have any special relationship with her. I shouldn't care about her affairs."

He paused, smiled contemptuously, and continued: "But everyone is qualified to teach you a bastard."

Gao Hao squinted his eyes, failed to set Song Yan up, clenched his fists even more angrily, and frantically recalled in his mind whether this person had a family background, whether he had a backer, and calculated how much it would cost him to beat him.

Song Yan's Adam's apple slipped slightly, and he began to think that if he really had to fight, how much time would be left for Zhou Chun to let her run quickly.

He still fought, though not a lot.

When Sheng Yun heard him say that, he laughed out loud and didn't believe him, claiming that it was impossible for him to fight with someone with his thin arms and legs.

Song Yan said seriously at the time that he really had to fight and win.

It was when he was in junior high school, he was bullied for too long, and finally when his classmates insulted Lu Zhinan, he was touched the deepest bottom line, and got into a fight with a group of boys who were a head taller than himself.

Song Yan still remembers what the insulting Lu Zhinan was, those boys just learned the insulting words, saying "your mother is a bus".

Since Song Yan fought almost to death that time, it scared others. Since then, everyone knew that his bottom line was his mother, so no one dared to say such a thing again.

When telling Sheng Yun about these things, Song Yan was always depressed. He didn't know whether he should tell Sheng Yun about the past, but he still couldn't hold back and said it.

Sheng Yun said at the time that he would never allow himself to be wronged like this again.

however……

A year later, he was still in deep danger.

Sheng Yun was also in this building at this time, but Song Yan knew it was too late to call him.

Or they can only report Sheng Yun's name.

Wouldn't it be a bit embarrassing to say "my boyfriend is Sheng Yun" at this time?

And Sheng Yun doesn't seem to be his...boyfriend now.

Thinking of this fatal bug, Song Yan pursed his thin lips, while Gao Hao rolled up his sleeves and was ready to do it.

The sharp vibration of the mobile phone sounded, and Song Yan subconsciously lifted the hand holding the mobile phone. He didn't have time to look at it, but Gao Hao saw the name on the caller ID.

"Sheng Yun".

Why does this name look familiar?

Gao Hao stopped his movements, thought for a while, and vaguely realized something.

He stared at Song Yan with wide eyes, a little unbelievable.

Why did this little boy get a call from that boss?

Was it a bluff, a pretense?

Song Yan looked at the screen, glanced at Gao Hao's expression as if he had eaten a fly, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Then he picked up the phone.

Also pressed the speakerphone.

Sheng Yun's voice just echoed in the empty corridor:

"where?"

When Gao Hao heard this voice, his legs went limp from fright.

In addition to his confirmation that it was the voice of the prince of the Star Group, he also heard a gentle tone that he had never heard from this young big man.

Song Yan replied: "Fight with someone."

Sheng Yun was silent for a moment.

Then, Sheng Yun's tone became obviously colder, with some urgency: "Don't make trouble, send me a location, hurry up."

Before Song Yan could open his mouth, Gao Hao slid to his knees.

"That... Mr. Sheng Sheng Sheng Sheng... that's not the case, I didn't touch Brother Song, I didn't move a single finger!! Really!!!" Gao Hao stammered and begged for mercy, Song Yan didn't hang up the phone at all, Waiting for him to admit his mistake to Sheng Yun through the mobile phone, "Don't worry, I will never pester Zhou Chun and Brother Song again in the future, really! I'll go home and think about my mistakes behind closed doors! I beg your lord to have a lot..."

There was a "beep beep" sound from the mobile phone, and Gao Hao's howling stopped abruptly.

He stared blankly at Song Yan, almost crying: "Brother Song, you see... what does Mr. Sheng mean?"

Song Yan lowered his eyes to look at him, and was a little bored seeing this face, closed his eyes and said coldly: "It means you can get out."

Gao Hao still wanted to plead with Song Yan, but Song Yan interrupted him: "If you don't leave, you just wait for him..."

Gao Hao immediately ran away rolling and crawling.

Zhou Chun stood aside with tears on his face, Song Yan walked over to support her: "Where is the injury?"

Zhou Chun shook his head, opened his mouth but was speechless.

Song Yan comforted: "Go back and rest first, and we'll talk about it later."

He held Zhou Chun's elbow and led her away. When he left the long corridor, he saw Sheng Yun leading a few people up the stairs from afar.

Song Yan was a little surprised how he found this place, Sheng Yun had already seen him, and walked over quickly with a hurried expression.

As soon as Sheng Yun came to him, he frowned and said, "Is it hurt?"

Song Yan shook his head quickly: "I'm fine, Zhou Chun may be injured."

Sheng Yun frowned, looked him up and down, then looked at Zhou Chun, and said to the people beside him: "Contact Ms. Zhou's manager, and send him to the hospital for examination first."

Zhou Chun turned his head and thanked Song Yan again. Song Yan suddenly remembered something, turned his back on Sheng Yun's gaze, and vaguely said to her: "Tonight... I and..."

Zhou Chunbingxue was smart, noticed his eyes, and of course understood what he meant, and immediately said, "Don't worry."

Song Yan nodded, watched her being taken away by the staff, and then looked at Sheng Yun: "Thank you, Mr. Sheng."

Sheng Yun's expression has returned to alienation and indifference: "Yes."

Song Yan took two steps back: "Then I'll go to my agent first."

Sheng Yun didn't say anything, just turned around and left, before he left, he motioned to a staff member to take him to where he was going.

Song Yan stood where he was, vaguely feeling that Sheng Yun seemed... angry, which made him a little confused.

Under the guidance of the staff, Song Yan did not get lost again, and finally met An Yuan.

On the way to take pictures, he always felt uneasy. He checked his phone several times but there was no news of Sheng Yun.

It wasn't until before the photo was taken that Sheng Yun sent him a location, nothing more.

It means to let him locate there to meet up.

Song Yan was a little upset, what does this mean? I feel that the relationship between roommates is as unfamiliar as possible.

Even so, he obediently went to the meeting place and waited.

The night was getting dark, Song Yan waited there for more than 20 minutes before Sheng Yun's car arrived.

He pressed his hat and mask, and quickly got into the car.

After the car drove out, Song Yan looked at Sheng Yun's expression, feeling a little dissatisfied.

"Why didn't you say that you were coming later, I waited for 10 minutes, I was so cold..."

He finished speaking half aggrieved, but he didn't wait for Sheng Yun's reply.

He turned his head and looked at Sheng Yun's cold side face, looking at the road ahead as if he didn't hear himself speaking.

"you……"

Song Yan's nose was sore, he didn't say anything, swallowed the remaining grievances, turned his head and looked out the car window.

I didn't go home for a week, I almost encountered danger and didn't ask a few questions, let myself wait in the cold wind for 10 minutes without a word of explanation, and ignored myself?

It's not that he's just looking for trouble, he's doing what's right for him!What face are you throwing at him?

The more Song Yan thought about it, the more angry he became, and he didn't speak all the way.

Back at the villa, Song Yan's aggrieved almost burst his heart.

As soon as he entered the house, he thought to himself that the two of them were at home, and they hadn't been alone for a week, so it was time to say a few words. Unexpectedly, Sheng Yun didn't say anything and went upstairs to enter the bedroom on his own.

As if he did not exist.

Song Yan closed his eyes, wanting to make a decision, and said loudly, "Wait a minute."

Sheng Yun stopped on the stairs and looked back at him.

Touching Sheng Yun's cold eyes, Song Yan felt sore in his chest: "What's your attitude? Why are you angry?"

Sheng Yun narrowed his eyes and sneered in disbelief: "What's my attitude?"

Song Yan poured out the grievances in his heart: "It was you who didn't come home for a week, and you left me alone for a week and ignored me. I almost had an accident just now to help Zhou Chun, and it wasn't me who deliberately picked someone up to fight. What did I do wrong? Did you? Are you taking revenge on me for what happened in the past? Then don't ignore me, okay?"

At the end, I finally couldn't help crying.

Sheng Yun was silent.

He stood on the stairs, where it was rather dark, and Song Yan couldn't see his expression clearly, he vaguely guessed that he still had a cold face, to see how he could cry out flowers.

He finally made up his mind, wiped away the tears that were about to pour out, lifted his chin and quickly walked up the stairs, intending to go back to the bedroom to pack his things and leave tonight.

When Sheng Yun passed by, his arm was tightly grasped.

Song Yan stopped and turned his head abruptly. This time he saw Sheng Yun's expression clearly, and saw a look of dumbfounding on his face, as if he was laughing at himself.

Song Yan: "? What are you doing!"

Sheng Yun finally spoke, quite helplessly: "Do you think I'm taking revenge on you?"

Song Yan stared at him silently, with the words "Isn't it?" written all over his face.

Sheng Yun sighed for a long time, and said: "Let's not talk about the previous one... You said I was angry because you helped Zhou Chun?"

"I'm angry that you didn't contact me until trouble was imminent."

Song Yan was slightly taken aback.

Sheng Yun really didn't know what was going on in this kitten's head, so he whispered: "If I don't call you, will you contact me?"

Song Yan was silent.

He hadn't thought it through yet.

"So," Sheng Yun's tone was gentle, but extremely serious, with a little warning, "Don't let yourself be in danger in the future, you should contact me immediately when you find out the situation, and send me the location instead of Let me know that you are in danger and go to you again, have you considered my feelings?"

With a low voice, he asked softly, "What do you think of me? Doesn't it count as a friend who can be turned to in a crisis?"

Song Yan choked up suddenly, he wanted to say something, but he seemed unable to say anything.

Sheng Yun waited for him to digest for a while, then raised his hand and rubbed his head: "Okay, let's think about it tonight."

Seeing that Sheng Yun wanted to leave, Song Yan shouted again: "Wait."

Sheng Yun: "Huh?"

Song Yan pursed his lips: "You haven't made it clear about your absence this week."

He felt that Sheng Yun's criticism was justified, so he was quite guilty, so he wanted to win back a victory, and he had to explain this matter clearly.

It's definitely not because he cares about Sheng Yun's itinerary.

Song Yanru said to himself.

Sheng Yun said: "Come to my study, and I'll tell you."

The two came to the study, and Sheng Yun turned on the computer:

"I was really too busy this week. Some days I lived in the office, and some days I came home very late. You were already asleep when I came back, and you were still asleep when I left."

He opened a folder in the computer: "There are surveillance cameras here, both in the office and at home. You can come here to confirm at any time. The computer password is your birthday."

Song Yan: "..."

Song Yan stared at the computer screen and remained silent for a long time.

Of course he knew what Sheng Yun said was true.

Another week of thinking in vain!

"I thought……"

Song Yan muttered for a while, but stopped talking.

He thought Sheng Yun was thinking about his mother's affairs, and he hadn't come to a conclusion yet.

Sheng Yun turned around, smiled softly and said, "I'm sorry, I thought you didn't care if I didn't come back at night, so I didn't tell you."

Of course he wouldn't say that he really wanted to test whether the kitten cared or not.

When Song Yan heard this, he immediately raised his head and glared at him: "I don't care."

He thought for a while and added: "I'm just supervising your male moral cultivation, as a president, it's also very important."

Sheng Yun laughed suddenly: "Yes, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Song Yan left the study, not wanting to see Sheng Yun's face again.

I lost all my face tonight.

Back in his room, Song Yan took off his makeup first, and thought of Gao Hao while washing his face.

Zhou Chun would definitely not say that he had a personal relationship with Sheng Yun, but Gao Hao...

With his kind of dirty mind, he might not know how to arrange his relationship with Sheng Yun.

Thinking of this, he felt something was wrong, dried his face and went to Sheng Yun again.

The light was turned off in the master bedroom, Song Yan thought he was still dealing with work, so he went to look for him in the study.

He pushed open the door of the study and said, "I just..."

As soon as the three words were spoken, he immediately stopped speaking.

Sheng Yun was sitting on the desk, wearing a bluetooth headset, talking to the computer.

Seeing Song Yan coming in, he raised his eyes and stopped talking.

Song Yan was stunned on the spot, and immediately realized that he was having a video conference.

Help!

Why didn't Sheng Yun tell himself? ? ?

Didn't his voice just now be heard? ?

Song Yan was stunned, and Sheng Yun's expression was a little unnatural.

It was already very late, and he thought Song Yan would go to sleep directly, but the meeting was so sudden, he never thought that he should be notified first.

After a long while, Sheng Yun pressed the headset, and heard the jokes and chuckles of the directors and asked who it was.

His Adam's apple slipped slightly for a moment.

Then, Song Yan heard Sheng Yun speak in a state of panic and bewilderment, with a deep voice and an ear-tickling chuckle:

"Sorry, it was just... my kitten."

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Uncle Directors: Young people really know how to play.