after scraping a customer's car

Nie Huai'an was thrown heavily to the ground.

Shen Ci trembled subconsciously, he tried his best to keep calm, and grabbed Song Yan who was about to step forward to kick Nie Huai'an.

"Song Yan..." Shen Ci called him, trying to calm his emotions, "Let's go."

Song Yan's face turned blue, and the hand held by Shen Ci clenched a little bit, and his eyes slowly looked at him. Through the headlights, he could see Shen Ci's expressionless face clearly, and Song Yan stopped the gritted teeth. Furious, he said softly: "Xiao Ci," he raised a hand and pinched his chin, trying to be as gentle as possible, but he couldn't control it, his eyes were burning like a torch, and he said word by word: "Today I want to settle with him This account is gone."

He hardened his heart, avoided Shen Ci's gaze, pushed him away, and looked at Nie Huai'an with a cold gaze.

Nie Huai'an, who had already stood up from the ground, saw who was coming. He adjusted his breathing, frowned, and shouted coldly: "Barbarian! You are a barbarian who only knows how to fight and doesn't know anything!"

After Nie Huai'an yelled, he took a step to pull Shenci away, but he was kicked by Song Yan with a quick roundabout. The pain made his eyes dark, and he almost couldn't stand still. He staggered back a few steps.

"Song Yan!" Shen Ci said loudly, but he just opened his mouth. Song Yan immediately "shushed", pulled him into his arms, and patted his back lightly with his fingers, "Xiao Ci, I have 100% I can kill him with certainty, if you beg for mercy, I really can't guarantee what I will do."

Shen Ci was startled, looked up at him in a daze, met Song Yan's eyes, his heart trembled suddenly, there was a warning in Song Yan's eyes, which was unprecedentedly cold.

At this moment, Song Yan was unfamiliar to Shen Ci, so unfamiliar that Shen Ci opened his mouth without saying a word.

Song Yan looked at Nie Huai'an again, slightly curled the corners of his lips, looked directly at him, and asked lightly, "You can hug me, too?"

Nie Huai'an stood still and adjusted his breathing again. He wasn't afraid of Song Yan, but today this person was like a wild beast that went crazy and reckless, and he was not as cowardly as before. At this moment, he had to be a little bit afraid.

He rubbed his wrists, stared at Song Yan, and smiled coldly, "You are a fucking piece of trash who can only fight. If you really love Xiaoci, you should give him back to me."

The phrase "a trash who only knows how to fight" seemed to have poked at Song Yan's weak spot that he didn't want to mention the most. There was a rising anger in his chest, but his eyes darkened.

Nie Huai'an sneered, "Xiao Ci is facing such a big difficulty, what did your boyfriend do for you?" He paused, and added something meaningful, "Who can't cook or something."

Song Yan clenched his fist even tighter, and then let it go slowly. To tell the truth, it was the truth. He felt as if he had been slapped hard by Nie Huaian, without any strength to fight back.

Nie Huai'an took two steps towards Shen Ci, and looked at Song Yan provocatively, "I don't like fighting the most. Men rely on fists, they are the most stupid and incompetent. You have the ability to solve Xiao Ci's troubles. I respect you for being a man!"

"Nie Huai'an," Shen Ci said, "We are all adults, don't be so childish, okay?"

What he said was more like speaking to Song Yan.

Song Yan returned to his senses, looked down at Shen Ci, but Shen Ci didn't look at him, and left directly after saying that.

Song Yan took a heavy breath, and quickly chased after him.

With a sullen face, Nie Huai'an looked at the two figures walking away by the light of the headlights, and said through gnashing of teeth, "Bastard!"

Shen Ci got in the car and fastened his seat belt. After Song Yan got in the car, he started the car and stepped on the gas to go home.

Along the way, the car was quiet and a little stuffy.

Both of them have a gang nestled in their chests, but neither of them can get angry.

Shen Ci didn't go to the Shen family's villa, his emotions were usually on his face, at this juncture, he didn't want the old man to worry.

After returning to the apartment, he swiped his fingerprints to open the door, Song Yan followed him closely, put on his shoes, Song Yan called out, "Xiaoci."

Shen Ci ignored him, dropped the car keys, mobile phone and the document, and went straight to the bathroom.

Song Yan took a long breath and adjusted his mood. He didn't care about Shen Ci's attitude, but hoped that Shen Ci would get angry at him. The premise was not to break up with him.

Song Yan stood in the living room in a daze, and went to the kitchen to boil water. Shen Ci had the habit of drinking a glass of boiled water after taking a bath.

When Shen Ci came out of the bathroom and saw a poured glass of boiled water placed in the most conspicuous place, the anger in his heart immediately subsided a lot.

He walked over, picked it up and took a sip, it was a little hot, Shen Ci put it back to the original place, his eyes searched for Song Yan's figure, and found Song Yan who was smoking on the balcony.

Shen Ci hesitated for a few seconds before walking slowly towards the balcony.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Song Yan stopped smoking for a moment, but he didn't turn around, and continued to look at the night sky outside, smoking silently.

Shen Ci didn't say a word, he was always not very active, he stood beside Song Yan, silent, not unhappy, but not happy either.

Shen Ci looked at Song Yan who was smoking dull in front of him, then followed him to the distant night, and said, "When I came back with the documents, I met him and was hugged by him. That's it, absolutely nothing. of."

This was an explanation, but Song Yan didn't respond.

Shen Ci looked at him, saw that he was silent, and fell silent.

1 minute, 2 minutes, 3 minutes... 10 minutes...

Song Yan had smoked most of his second cigarette.

When Song Yan lit the third cigarette, Shen Ci finally said, "Smoking less." After finishing speaking, he added a few words half-jokingly, "Get angry with me? Are you going to ignore me forever? Hmm ?”

Song Yan snuffed out the cigarette in his hand, "I don't know what to tell you, I'm afraid you'll bother me."

Hearing this, Shen Ci frowned slightly, "Annoying you?" He chuckled, "Why do you always think so?"

"That's the truth," Song Yan pondered, "I'm not good enough for you, so I think so. After we're together, I'm...careful every day."

Shen Ci looked at him, smiled lightly, with disappointment in his eyes, "Am I such a superficial person in your eyes?"

Song Yan lowered his head, not looking into his eyes.

Shen Ci laughed shortly again, turned around to leave, Song Yan quickly grabbed him with one hand, and then pulled Shen Ci tightly into his arms.

"Xiaoci, the more I don't deserve you, the more I don't want to lose you. What do you think should I do?" He raised his eyes with hidden evil intentions.

Shen Ci looked directly at him, Song Yan's expression and emotions today were quite different from before, but he knew that this was Song Yan, and for a moment, he realized that he didn't understand this man at all.

In fact, thinking about it is also true. When I came together with him, I didn't think it through carefully, but it was a momentary heartbeat, coupled with a dramatic misunderstanding, and some use of existence.

At this moment, Song Yan looked back at him with that unfamiliar sharp and bad eyes.

"What do you think about Xiaoci? You are too attracted to me." Song Yan said again, with imperceptible anger, "Did you ever regret being with me for a moment?"

Shen Ci narrowed his eyes, this man's inferiority complex was hopeless.

"Song Yan," Shen Ci's tone did not sound angry, but there was a touch of coldness, "You can be unwilling, angry, or even complain, but if you look down on yourself, then don't expect others People can value you."

Song Yan's eyebrows darkened, not knowing what to answer.

Shen Ci pushed him away without stopping.

Song Yan looked at his back as he left, feeling even more disappointed in his heart.

After smoking another cigarette, Song Yan remembered that the high-ranking, cold-faced and kind-hearted Shen Ci belonged to him, and that loss was replaced by rejoicing.

Fortunately, Shen Ci is his.

After falling asleep, Shen Ci woke up the next day, and Song Yan was making breakfast in the kitchen.

"Xiao Ci, breakfast is almost ready, wash up and eat quickly." He said to Shen Ci with a smile.

Shen Ci was stunned for a moment, then smiled lightly, and went to the bathroom without mentioning what happened last night.

Every day is about financing. Shen Ci, Shen Lin and Shen Aoqi went to battle. Although the results were not satisfactory, they had already seen hope.

Half a month later, the news of Nie Huai'an's divorce from Zhou Min was overwhelming. Song Yan was not in the habit of reading newspapers and magazines, but this time, he couldn't help paying attention.

Song Yan wondered if he was being too sensitive.But can't control it.

His lover's ex was too good. On the other hand, he really felt a great sense of oppression.

Song Yan went back to the small house that he rented with Song Lu. Because the rent was paid in full every year, it was not due until this winter. The house was empty, and he walked back and forth twice.

Then he hid in the kitchen, and there were dried beans, dried radishes, onion, ginger, garlic, rice, oil and salt that he got last summer.

Song Yan leaned on the refrigerator and took out the cigarette case. He looked at the small kitchen quietly for a while, then put the cigarette in his mouth and lit it.

The sound of checking the door came from outside, and then Song Lu's voice sounded, "Brother..."

Song Yan exhaled a string of smoke rings, and responded with a cry.

Song Lu froze for a moment, then went to the kitchen, "Brother, my sister-in-law is looking for you, why did you come here?"

Song Yan glanced at her lightly and said "Oh", and asked, "How do you know I'm here?"

"I didn't know you were here. I'm here to pick up things." Song Lu said, "Clean up a few important things, and we'll be leaving the house after a while."

Song Yan's expression froze for a moment, "Who said you want to retreat?"

Song Lu was stunned, blinked, "Not going back? Then..." She frowned, "Brother, didn't we all move to live with my sister-in-law, it's a waste of money to rent this house."

Song Yan's brows were full of gloom, he smoked a cigarette and said nothing, after a long while, he said, "I see there are still a lot of things in the kitchen, I'll steam the buns for you to eat."

Song Lu was stunned again, dumbfounded, "Have you got your face?"

"No, I remember there is yeast powder. Get some warm water and knead the noodles, wrap them in a plastic bag and put them on the ground in the sun. They will be ready in a while." Song Yan rummaged through the yeast powder with a cigarette in his mouth.

Song Lu stood there dumbfounded. She knew that his brother would cook whenever he was in a bad mood.

Song Yan was busy in the kitchen for a while, kneading noodles and soaking dried beans. There was no meat, so he went to the supermarket below to buy minced meat.

Song Lu watched TV in the living room and waited for a long time. She tiptoed over and said cautiously, "Brother, do you have something on your mind?"

Song Yan lowered his head and kneaded his face without making a sound.

Song Lu took a deep breath and said boldly, "Brother, I think you are too sensitive, not a man at all."

Song Yan stopped kneading the dough, lowered his head and continued kneading the dough, still silent.

Song Lu cleared her throat, "I know you have low self-esteem, and I have low self-esteem. Take this school as an example. It is full of rich people's sons and daughters. Their bags are worth tens of thousands. Sitting with them, I don't feel comfortable at all. I don’t go in, because I don’t have a common topic, and I don’t understand what they are talking about. Sometimes I want to open my mouth to chat with them, but I’m afraid of making jokes, but brother, I can’t shrink back because of this. This is what my sister-in-law taught me. She said that if you want to integrate into a new environment and make new friends, you must first lower your posture. Therefore, I listen to my sister-in-law. I take the initiative to talk to them and be honest with them. , What do I know, what do I not know, I sincerely say that I want to make friends with them, I hope they don't dislike me, brother, do you know, they actually praise me, because I know, they don't know, they You can't even tell the difference between wheat and chives."

She said with a smile, "Brother, your sister, I even gave them the anti-wolf tricks you taught me, and I praised you, especially when I showed them the photos of you hahahahaha , Fascinated by a group of girls."

Song Yan listened quietly, and he had already put the wrapped buns into the steamer with quick hands and feet.

"Brother," Song Lu exclaimed, "Look at how powerful you are, within the time I said a few words, you put the buns into the steamer."

Song Yan finally raised his eyes to look at him, and smiled softly, "Stop flattering me."

"I didn't shoot it, I meant it sincerely." Song Lu smiled.

Song Yan had no expression on his face, wiped his hands, and said, "Call me in 10 minutes, I'll go to sleep." He finished speaking and left the kitchen.

Song Lu blinked, but said nothing.

Song Yan entered his small bedroom. The bed had not been slept in for a long time, and there was a slight damp smell. He frowned. He turned out the box under the bed and found some photos from it.

Each picture is a memory, just like yesterday, but the self-confident self is gone.

Song Yan put the photo on the head of the bed, buried himself in the bed, and gradually fell asleep.

He felt that he hadn't slept for too long, but when he woke up, the buns were already cooked, the fire was turned off, and Song Lu wasn't there.

Song Yan washed his face, rinsed his mouth, and drank half a glass of water. He was staring at the steamed buns in the pot in a daze, when the sound of the door opening suddenly came from outside.

Song Yan thought it was Song Lu, so he didn't even look at it. He just said, "The face is not well-fat, it's a bit ugly, I don't know how it tastes."

No one responded, Song Yan was puzzled, turned to look outside the kitchen, and saw Shen Ci standing at the door of the kitchen, Song Yan was very pleasantly surprised, and blurted out, "Xiaoci."

Shen Ci responded, and he carried a big bag containing canned beer in his hand, "Lulu told me that you are making buns here."

Song Yan smiled, "Well, it's stuffed with dried beans and pork."

Shen Ci raised his eyebrows slightly, recalling a certain memory, he smiled, "I want to eat one."

"The face is not ready." Song Yan reminded.

"It's okay." Shen Ci put down the bag in his hand, washed his hands, picked one up, took a bite, the noodles were a bit hard, but the taste was good.

He took a few more bites, made an objective evaluation, and then said, "It's not as delicious as the first time, but it's not bad." He looked at Song Yan as he said, "Do you remember when you ate it for the first time? Have you got this stuffed bun?"

"Of course I remember," Song Yan fell into that memory because of his words, "I sent it to you on Laba Festival last year."

"You don't know, it was Xu Anming who insisted on calling you that day, because it was too cold and other people didn't deliver breakfast, so they called you." Shen Ciyang smiled, "I didn't expect that I had the first breakfast in my life." A strange and delicious taste."

"Really?" Song Yan looked at him straight, his eyes were like water.

"Well," Shen Ci laughed again, "At that time, you were really strange. I even told you that I don't want you to pay for the scraping of the car, but you insisted on it."

Song Yan half-joked, "Because I fell in love with you at that time."

Shen Ci narrowed his eyes, and bit the bun again, "I've seen it a long time ago." After saying that, he wanted to laugh.

Seeing that he was eating happily, Song Yan was also hungry, so he went to eat the buns in Shen Ci's hand.

Shen Ci generously brought the bun to his mouth.

The two ate a steamed stuffed bun intimately and naturally, and Shen Ci took two cans of beer, "Suddenly I want to drink this."

"You have a bad stomach, drink less." Song Yan said with concern.

"Yeah, drink some, it'll whet your appetite." Shen Ci said as he opened a can of beer, and he took a sip. The beer smelled in his mouth, and then he handed it to Song Yan's mouth, "Have a drink."

Song Yan took a sip, and the two of them recalled the past because of the topic of steamed stuffed buns. At a certain moment, he carried Shen Ci to the desk... and lowered his head... the aroma of beer was in his mouth, and he wanted to taste it , but the taste is so good that you can't stop once you taste it, you can only taste a few more mouthfuls.

{This section of content can only be deleted, and it has been edited ten times. I don’t know what to do. You can make up this and that picture by yourself}. The two of them drank this delicious and sweet beer together, and their mood gradually improved.

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Song Yan said dotingly: "No, you can't do it, there is no... it will hurt you."

No matter how much you want, you can't hurt Shen Ci, this is Song Yan's principle.

Shen Ci was amused by his seriousness, and he insisted on doing it.

Song Yan caressed the back of Shen Ci's head lightly with his big hand, as if coaxing, "No, absolutely not, it will really hurt you, be good, be obedient."

Where he... If... comes, Shen Ci will definitely be hurt.

Shen Ci couldn't help laughing, "How confident are you in yourself?"

"It's not confidence, it's the truth." After finishing speaking, Song Yan stroked the back of Shen Ci's head with his big hand.

Shen Ci laughed out loud, Song Yan would often coax him like a child, although this is not the way Shen Ci likes, but there is a person who treats you as a precious treasure, holds it in the palm of his hand, and puts it on the tip of his heart, for fear that you will hurt , afraid that you will cry, afraid that you will fall, afraid that you will be broken, afraid that you will not be able to bear it, and afraid that you will be unhappy, it may not be a pleasure.

He nodded, "Okay, I'll listen to you." Then he changed the subject, "Why do you want to come to this rental room?"

"There are still some things here that haven't been moved, so I'll take a look." Song Yan said.

Shen Ci got down from the desk, walked around the room with him, and said: "When I first came here, I was surprised by such a small house, and the first thought that came to my mind was, Spring Xia Qiudong, are you comfortable living in such a place? Looking at it today, such a small but warm place is not bad."

Song Yan nodded, "Actually, I'm used to living here, and it's just Lulu and I living there, so we can live comfortably."

Shen Ci looked at him with a smile, and the two went to Song Yan's small bedroom. Shen Ci saw the photo on the small table beside the bed.

"Song Yan, you will really surprise me," Shen Ci looked at one by one and asked, "Why didn't you show me these photos last time?"

"It's all taken before, nothing interesting." Song Yan scratched his head, showing a little shyness.

Shen Ci glanced at him, and said, "You're humble again." He pointed to a photo, on which Song Yan was wearing camouflage #cai#, "Look, what a handsome young man."

Song Yan told him even more embarrassingly, "It's all in the past, now it's gone."

Shen Ci glanced at him and said, "Don't always be so inferior, you are no worse than before, really."

Song Yan put his arms around Shen Ci's waist, "Thank you Xiaoci, I will work hard." After he finished speaking, he added, "Give me some time."

Shen Ci smiled shortly and remained silent. In fact, he never asked Song Yan to become a businessman. He found that Song Yan had many advantages and traits. Unfortunately, this person always felt that he was not good enough.

It's useless to say too much, let him figure it out by himself.

On Friday afternoon, Song Yan went to find Nie Huai'an.

Nie Huai'an was very surprised that Song Yan would come to him, so that the first thing he said when he saw him was, "What? Did you come to fight with me today?"

"No." Song Yan's eyes were sincere and full of seriousness, "I came to you for two things. The first thing is to apologize to you for beating you last time, and the second thing is to ask you for advice. Of course, there is one point I want to emphasize, the small words are mine, and this does not conflict with my apology to you and my asking for advice."

"..." Nie Huai'an was momentarily stunned by his righteousness, and then lightly snorted, ignoring it.

Song Yan didn't care about his attitude, and continued: "Mr. Nie, I know that you have very strong business acumen and management knowledge, and you are also willing to help Xiaoci. This is the premise for me to ask you for advice today."

Nie Huai'an just wanted to laugh. He lazily leaned back on the sofa, looked at Song Yan, and said in a contemptuous tone, "Ask me? You are really funny. Why are you not ashamed to ask?"

Song Yan didn't back down, and said calmly, "Well, don't be ashamed to ask."

Nie Huai'an smiled contemptuously again, "I advise you to stop showing off your IQ here, and go back, things in the business field are not something you, a layman, can understand."

Song Yan frowned slightly, but still did not flinch, "I want to help Xiaoci, but I don't know where to start."

Nie Huai'an's expression was cold, and his tone was cool, "It's fine for me to help Xiaoci, you just need to leave him and don't cause him any trouble."

Song Yan said, "I'm sorry, but now I'm Xiao Ci's boyfriend."

"Sorry, I don't want to have any conversation with you." Nie Huai'an finished speaking and ordered the secretary to see off the guests.

On Saturday, Sunday and the next few days, every afternoon, Song Yan would go to Nie Huaian's company to look for him.

Nie Huai'an maintained a state of surprise and speechlessness plus a bit of anger and disgust, but in his own company, he couldn't fight Song Yan, so he had to bear it silently.

Song Yan had learned psychological tactics, and after several days of stalking, he felt that the timing was about right.

"Mr. Nie," Song Yan walked into his office and stood in front of him, "I want to turn enemies into friends with you, and help Xiao Ci get through this difficult time together."

Nie Huai'an raised a cold tone and glanced at him lightly, "Who are you? Have you knocked on the door? Just barge into my office like this. Be careful, I'll call security."

"No security guard here can beat me." Song Yan said with a serious expression on his face.

"..." The corners of Nie Huai'an's mouth twitched slightly, showing impatience, "You are fucking sick, are you? Have I called the police?"

"Many of the Policeoffice are friends I brought along." Song Yan said.

Nie Huai'an, "..." He had nothing to say, so he could only treat Song Yan as air.

Song Yan didn't care about Nie Huai'an's unfriendly attitude at all, he asked a few questions that he didn't understand.

Nie Huai'an is a top student in economics, management and finance. Facing Song Yan's relatively elementary questions, he didn't even bother to answer them. For the stern teacher wearing glasses in the class, he scolded Song Yan at first, then said correct and unique opinion, and finally looked at Song Yan with disgust, "You still want to help Xiao Ci?" He sighed lightly, and said sarcastically, "I'm afraid it won't be enough if I study for another 30 years!"

Song Yan didn't speak, and didn't care about his cynicism. He was concentrating on taking notes, yes, he was taking notes, and quickly wrote them down in his small notebook with a carbon pen.

"..." Nie Huai'an's temples twitched, his breathing was hard to breathe, he gritted his teeth for a while, "I'm fucking..." I'll kill you!He didn't say the following words, he had already lost his temper due to Song Yan's anger.

The two rivals in love stayed in the office all afternoon.Nie Huaian's secretary already knew Song Yan, and every time Song Yan came, she would tell Song Yan very politely and friendly where Nie Huaian was.

This incident made Nie Huai'an very angry, he pulled his tie, and asked the secretary with wide eyes, "Are you his fucking secretary or my secretary?"

Miss Secretary shook her body from the roar, she hung her head and dared not make a sound.

Nie Huai'an was angry, but he didn't intend to fire her, and asked her to prepare for a business trip.

Nie Huaian was going on a business trip to City C for half a month, and Song Yan volunteered to be a coolie to follow.

Song Yan tidied up and told Shen Ci that he had something to go out for half a month.

Shen Ci was very puzzled, "What have you been up to lately?"

Song Yan leaned over and kissed his face, "Study, this time I went out to study, about half a month."

Shen Ci was even more puzzled, "What class did you enroll in?"

"Management, finance, marketing." Song Yan said.

"..." Shen Ci stared at him blankly, "When did you report it?"

"A while ago, you were already busy with the company's affairs, so I didn't tell you." Song Yan said and went to kiss him again, "Okay, I'm leaving, or I will be left behind by the teacher."

Shen Ci let out a blank "Oh", a little funny, but he was very supportive, saying: "Go early and come back early, remember to call."

After half a month's business trip, Song Yan completely lost Nie Huai'an's temper, leaving only annoyance, and he really wanted to get rid of Song Yan's annoyance.

After the business trip, Nie Huaian did not go back. Instead, he went to the Ao# Gate. Song Yan didn't know why, but he still followed. He called Shen Ci and lied that the study time would be extended for a few days.

On the way, Nie Huaian took the initiative to talk to Song Yan for the first time ever, "Have you played?"

Song Yan shook his head.

Nie Huai'an was disgusted, "Haven't you played the ##money game?"

"I've played Fighting the Landlord before." Song Yan replied honestly.

"..." Nie Huai'an's mouth twitched again and again, too lazy to talk nonsense with him.

After arriving at the destination, he said again, "Recently, I come every half a month, and then I will change it to every day. If possible, I hope to win every time."

Song Yan didn't make a sound, he probably guessed why Nie Huai'an came here.

"Do you want to learn?" Nie Huai'an said again, "Two people together are faster than one."

Song Yan remained silent.

Nie Huai'an glanced at him and stopped talking.

It was the first time that Song Yan saw the scene in the movie in real life, and at the same time, it was fresh, and even more surprised by Nie Huai'an.

It turns out that Nie Huai'an is a genius in quantitative analysis. He has a very accurate ability to count ###cards, and knows how to grasp the winning##loss.

After getting out there, it was already the second day. Nie Huai'an was very tired. He sat against the back of the car seat, closed his eyes and did not speak.

Song Yan played back everything he saw and learned today in his mind.

After another week, Song Yan somewhat understood the routine, but couldn't bear to be curious and wanted to know the details, so he came out from there that night and asked a few questions.

Nie Huai'an leaned against the car seat with a tired look on his face, but it was rare for him to tell him in a good temper, "There is a limit to losing, and there is no limit to winning. Make the saw wire longer and win big." He lowered his voice and frowned. Started, "More than 160 billion. Grandpa said that more than 60 billion has been filled, and there are 100 billion left. Sell my company. The remaining billions, I will try to win how much I can win."

A certain string in Song Yan's nerves seemed to be broken, and he was stunned, speechless for a long time.

At this moment, Song Yan was not jealous, unwilling, or unbalanced, but sincerely ashamed.

Nie Huaian couldn't help smiling when he saw that his face was a little dark, "Do you think I'm particularly useless?"

Song Yan admitted frankly.

Nie Huai'an chuckled, and said bluntly: "You are really useless, how can someone like you get through the wind and rain with Xiaoci?" He sighed and was about to open his mouth to say something, when suddenly there was a huge impact from behind the car , and then another.

They and the driver were both stunned for a moment, and then the driver quickly pulled over to the side of the road and stopped.

The incident happened very suddenly, without any warning, the car stopped, but it still caused the collision of that car.

Song Yan quickly opened the door and got out of the car, and Nie Huaian and the driver also got out of the car.

The opponent's car stopped, two black sedans, and eight people got off after a while.

Nie Huai'an knew exactly what the visitor was doing.

Song Yan also made a rough guess. He observed the surrounding vigilantly and was sure that there were only eight people coming. He stood there and calculated that it would take a few minutes to hit them. I was thinking about when I would do it.

"Boss Nie, is he happy?" A thick-necked nouveau riche man spoke first, speaking in Cantonese.

Nie Huai'an smiled silently, and replied in Cantonese: "Of course I'm happy, this is my skill, unlike some people, don't play if you can't afford to lose."

The man laughed loudly, and turned into anger after laughing, "Don't you fucking look at whose territory this is?" He spat, "You want to win, right? I'll let you win as much as you fucking want at once! "

The time in Song Yan's heart has come.

When a man on the other side rushed over, Song Yan flashed in front of Nie Huai'an, kicked the man in the chest, kicked him a few meters away, and slammed into the glass of the car. The glass in front of the car shattered, sending out There was a crisp sound.The man let out a muffled grunt, some shards of glass pierced his back, and then slid down the body of the car in embarrassment, lay half dead on the ground and twitched for a long time without moving.

The reason why Song Yan didn't fight much was that if he really wanted to fight, the strike would be very heavy.

The high-intensity fighting training back then was no joke. If it was true, the chance of ##death was very high.

This kick stunned everyone present, including Nie Huai'an.

Six against one, Song Yan easily dealt with it, but when the other party took out..., Nie Huai'an was horrified.

Song Yan's expression froze slightly, and the man pointed at him, "Don't move, let's see if it's your quickness or mine... quicker."

Song Yan stared at the... in front of him without blinking. Then he quickly grabbed the man's wrist, and with a strong force, it... reached his hand, and then he raised his leg and gave the man a kick.

Song Yanyong...to the nouveau riche man in front of him, and replied in Cantonese: "Sir, it's your choice whether to go or continue." After speaking, he made a slight movement to drop the inside... and throw the useless things back gave it to the other party.

The other party ran away, and Song Yan and the others returned to the hotel. His leg that had undergone surgery was aching, but it was fine. After washing his face, he called Shen Ci to report that he was safe, and ended the call. Nie Huai'an, who smoked, said: "I don't think we can rely on this to help Xiaoci. If he knows, he will be unhappy."

Nie Huai'an looked at him smoking a cigarette, didn't answer, but threw him a cigarette and then the lighter.

Song Yan took it, put the cigarette in his mouth, lowered his head to light it, and returned the lighter to Nie Huai'an.

After taking a few puffs of cigarettes in silence, Nie Huai'an said, "It seems that when you fought with me, you showed mercy."

Song Yan didn't respond, but said, "There must be other ways to help Xiaoci."

Nie Huai'an smiled slightly, "If we find the biggest financier, we can solve it easily."

Song Yan smoked a cigarette and was silent for a moment, then said: "There are so many rich people in China. I have heard a saying that the rich people in the world belong to one family. I think there is always someone willing to help the Shen family."

Nie Huai'an rolled his eyes at him, then chuckled with a slight disdain, "Did you watch too many bloody idol romance dramas at eight o'clock?"

"I haven't seen it." Song Yan said.

"..." Nie Huai'an stubbed out the cigarette, and was silent for a while, "The Xu family may be able to help the Shen family, but Mr. Xu has a weird personality, so it's very difficult to meet him."

"The Xu family?" Song Yan didn't know him, so he asked him to explain.

Nie Huai'an told him that Song Yan's expression changed when he heard the names of Xu's elders and his grandson.

After smoking another cigarette, he said, "I'll try it."

Nie Huai'an paused, and then mocked, "Don't think that if you follow Xiaoci, you will be overwhelmed. With your status, it's not me who hit you. I'm afraid you won't even be able to see the Xu family's nanny!"

Song Yan ignored his ridicule and got up to go back.

When Song Yan returned home, Shen Ci's expression was not very good. He knew that he was hanging out with Nie Huai'an.

He didn't know Song Yan's purpose, so he simply sat there without saying a word, and just let out a breath of air.

"Xiaoci, do you miss me?" Song Yan smiled.

Shen Ci lightly raised his eyes to look at Song Yan, and remained silent with a sullen face.

Song Yan raised his hand to touch Shen Ci's face, but Shen Ci avoided it.

"I want to know what's going on, what do you mean?" Shen Ci asked coldly.

Song Yan held his hand, held it in the palm of his hand, and murmured, "Xiaoci, I'm just going to study."

Shen Ci snorted inaudibly, "Study? What are you studying?"

"Just learn to do business," Song Yan said sincerely, "I know this time, he is really a business genius, not just bragging, I learned a lot of things that I didn't know before following him."

"..." Shen Ci stared wide-eyed, staring at him blankly.

Song Yan added: "His IQ is not on the same line as mine. I admire him. I really admire him."

Shen Ci, "..."

Seeing Shen Ci's dumbfounded look, Song Yan couldn't help but smile, "Xiao Ci, why do you think he is so powerful?"

Shen Ci's chest rose and fell quickly, and he said angrily, "I don't know!" After speaking, he pushed him away, got up and left.

Song Yan stuck to it shamelessly, put his arms around Shen Ci's waist, and chatted with him again with great interest.

Shen Ci was a little resentful and didn't want to talk to him, with a dull face.

Song Yan didn't care, he finished his chatter, then bent his eyes and asked repeatedly: "Xiaoci, do you miss me?"

Shen Ci glared at him, and at the same time, there was a hint of amused, "You are with him..." He chuckled.

Song Yan leaned forward slightly, lowered his voice, "Xiao Ci, I miss you so much."

Shen Ci looked back at him, remained silent for a while, and then said: "I miss you too, and I'm still worried about you." He paused as he spoke, gnashing his teeth a little bit, "You've kept it so deep from me, you can do it! If you can’t learn from anyone, you have to find him?”

Song Yan smiled, a little embarrassed, "He is amazing, of course we have to find the most powerful person."

Shen Ci smiled habitually, hummed slightly, and didn't speak again.

The old man's body will have a home every time