Evil husband dressed as a desolate prince

"Who are you?" The concierge pushed Song Jingwen, looked at him contemptuously, and rolled his eyes to the sky, "What are you talking about, beggars, go to the back door of the 'Freedom Restaurant', that's where you should go place."

Song Jingwen let out a hey and rolled up his sleeves. Does this mean he can't even enter his own house?

Zuo Kang tugged Song Jingwen's arm out anxiously but without confidence, acting as a peacemaker, "Let's go, let's go, I'm sorry, little brother, he remembered wrongly and looked for the wrong place."

It's no wonder that the concierge didn't look straight at the two of them, not to mention the ordinary clothes and dark skin, they didn't look like rich people, but like two fleeing refugees.And Song Jingwen came up and said that he was the master of this family, and it would be considered good if he didn't come out with a stick and beat him up.

Song Jingwen didn't believe in evil anymore, and turned to the restaurant in a funny and angry manner, swaggering and slapping the table, "I'm looking for the shopkeeper here."

The accountant shifted his gaze to the face of the person in front of him, and put on a perfunctory smile, "Our shopkeeper is not here, what can you do?"

In the past two years, the accountant has also changed, so I don't know if the original shopkeeper Yan is still there.

Song Jingwen waved his hand, took out a piece of colored glaze, and flickered with a smile, "Of course it's a good thing, but this matter will only be useful if your boss comes out. I went to the house to look for it, but it turned out that it wasn't in the house. No, it's just You can try your luck here."

What Song Jingwen took out was a piece of colored glaze mixed with a few pieces of gold, which was luxurious and beautiful.The accountant was stunned and reached out to pick it up.

"Hey, hey, this is not for mortgage." Song Jingwen winked, Zuo Kang immediately understood, took out a gold bead from his worn pocket, and laughed, "This is the money for food. This is a big gift for your shopkeeper."

The gold beads are a string of necklaces that Zuo Kang, an old boy, dug out from Wu Mei's boudoir. He tore apart the strings randomly, so he kept this handful of gold beads.It will not be used until the critical moment, Zuo Kang's heart is still bleeding right now.

The accountant turned his eyes and thought, it's not a loss to make a trip, and he can get a good job in front of the shopkeeper.Immediately, they politely led the two of them to the private room on the second floor. If the guests on the second floor wanted to eat, a waiter would pick it up for them, and the quality of the meal was upgraded again.

Zuo Kang stared at the dish in front of him dumbfounded, swallowing uncontrollably, as if he had never seen the world before, with a "grunt", he glanced at Song Jingwen foolishly.

As if asking, Song Jingwen was not in a hurry, and filled his stomach first, "Old brother, hurry up. What are you doing in a daze, you can empty this restaurant."

A few old guys saw that Song Jingwen looked familiar, and murmured, "Why does that look so much like Boss Song?"

"It does. I think it's just a person. Otherwise, why would he come here to eat by such a coincidence."

The other person poked his head suspiciously, and had to admit that there seemed to be no big changes except that he was a little darker and a little stronger. He said cautiously, "That's not necessarily true. There were a lot of people pretending to be last year. Who knows this is not real."

The second floor was still too quiet, so Zuo Kang naturally heard it, and became more and more uncertain.

Song Jingwen listened for a while, fell silent for a moment, then handed a glass of water to Zuo Kang, smiling very kindly, "Calm down, I told you that I am the richest man, oh, you don't believe it."

A "嗐" bluntly expressed the helplessness in his heart, with a little bit of pretense.

Yan Wei went up to the second floor, looked at the other person's back, and was in a trance for a while. He shook his head to shake off this strange feeling, and complained that he was dazzled, how could it be the same person.

Song Jingwen seemed to have sensed something, turned his head to meet Yan Wei's eyes, and slowly smiled, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "Shopkeeper Yan, don't come here without any problems."

The tone of voice is light and unreasonable.

Yan Wei opened his mouth slightly, stepped over in two or three steps, made sure that the nose and mouth were correct, and asked tentatively, "Song Jingwen?"

Song Jingwen hooked him by the neck and brought him down, patted him on the shoulder, and the family-inherited jade pendant passed in front of Yan Wei, "It's me, don't doubt it, tell me what happened in the past two years, I had to doubt for a long time when I saw each of them, I almost thought I had a twin brother."

Yan Wei lost his mind for a moment, then quickly adjusted, objectively telling how Xie Feng struggled to maintain the Song family's property, and how many blows the property left by Song Jingwen suffered. It was really objective. Song Jingwen felt mixed feelings when he heard it.

Song Jingwen's eyes were slightly red, and he grabbed the wine jar and drank it, "Then why did my little ancestor go to Di Zhuguo? His uncle sent someone to send a letter?"

Yan Wei was also wondering, put down the wine glass in his hand and said, "I said, why didn't you two come back together? You didn't come from Di Zhuguo. Madam went to pick you up. Di Zhuguo brought people there personally. .”

? ? ?Song Jingwen raised his eyebrows and looked at Zuo Kang, "It's really not true, shit! What is this all about? You bring Ji Zhou here, and the concierge of my house won't let me in."

Yan Wei was very discerning, "It was not easy for Brother Ji to be hired just now. During the days when you disappeared, he was so busy that he couldn't even take care of the few lovers he had."

Song Jingwen gave Yan Wei a piece of red colored glaze without hesitation, and couldn't wait to ask about Xie Feng's situation, "How is Xie Feng doing now, is there anyone in Beijing bullying him?"

Zuo Kang felt distressed, his eyes stared straight at Yan Wei's hand, and he deeply felt that this was the behavior of a kid from a rich family, which is not advisable!

"It's easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but difficult to go from extravagant to frugal." He said coolly.

But the voice was too low, no one could hear it.

"This, no one."

"Really?" Song Jingwen said quietly, "That's it. Forget it, let's wait for Ji Zhou to come over. That kid will definitely write a small notebook for others stroke by stroke, which is just what I want."

While speaking, Ji Zhou came, his eyes were red, his hands were black, he slapped Song Jingwen on the back, and he slapped him to the table, "You old man, you still know how to come back .I really thought you died outside!"

Song Jingwen received the punch from the wind, and backed away with a smirk, not even reminiscing about the old days, "I'm destined to die, I can't die. Ouch, don't cry because of you, let me see."

"Go to your uncle's second ancestor!" Ji Zhou was both happy and angry, and couldn't help but fight Song Jingwen on the spot, cursing and kicking, "I knew you didn't die, the disaster will last for thousands of years, and it will make you run away like a catastrophe!" gone?"

Song Jingwen giggled, and comforted the hero with 500 taels of silver.

Several people were talking and laughing, crying and cursing and going crazy in the restaurant. Song Jingwen finally carried Zuo Kang back to the Song residence.

Ji Zhou pointed to the concierge and said, "The newcomer is not sensible, he has never seen you. This is your master, this grandson is back, if he admits wrong again, he will show you crazy."

The concierge nodded, looking at the backs of this group of people, he was afraid for a while, and he actually blocked the master from the door!dying!The whites of the eyes are pressed into the eye sockets!

Song Jingwen looked at the familiar courtyard, he didn't look like a drunk person at all, he sat steadily on the stone bench and looked up at the moon, the yearning spread out irresistibly, the red bean bracelet was almost out of patina .

He got up leisurely, walked around the courtyard, followed the footsteps that Xie Feng might have walked, and said to himself under the moonlight, "Watermelon vines, and strawberries are all there." .”

Drops of water fell without warning, and turned into torrential rain in an instant.

Song Jingwen hurriedly went to the utility room to find a piece of cloth and covered the tender seedlings, really drunk and confused.

The layout of the room has not changed too much. Song Jingwen soaked in hot water and crawled out of the bathtub naked. The water drops slid down his back and disappeared into the gully. He lay down carelessly on the bed. .

With his eyes half closed, he couldn't hold back the sound of fucking, turned over and pulled out the panicked thing underneath.

He squinted his eyes, "Tiger shoes? Pacifier, fucking bellyband? It smells like milk."

Song Jingwen thought for a while, and it must be Toffee who threw things around again.After a while, his eyes opened suddenly, no!Toffee can walk and dance, whose things belong to this baby boy! ! !

The next day, with big dark circles under his eyes, Song Jingwen slipped up Ji Zhou before dawn, and smashed the wine jar in his face with a dejected expression.

Ji Zhou, who was suffering from a hangover and headache, rubbed his face impatiently, "What are you doing?"

Song Jingwen stared at him.

"I've already sent someone to hurry up and take care of bringing your daughter-in-law back. Shall we stop making trouble?"

Song Jingwen snorted coldly, as if the main house was catching the mistress, "Why are there so many children's things in my room?"

Ji Zhou slumped on the stool, speechless, "Has your brain been marinated by sea water?!! Who else could it be except your son's?"

Song Jingwen didn't believe it, and retorted righteously, "Toffee has never used these."

"Your other two sons." Ji Zhou said lightly.

"??? What?" Song Jingwen moved his lips stammeringly, "Adopted by Feng'er?"

"Adopt a fart, your own son." Ji Zhou gave him a strange look, shook his head, and sarcastically said, "Scumbag! I don't even recognize my own son."

"Oh, I remembered, you were missing for several months when they were born."

Song Jingwen's house collapsed, and the walls were covered in dust.

Therefore, in the past few days, a small part of Kyoto was too scared to go out.That mad dog is back again, and whoever it catches will bite whoever it is, but those who increased pressure during the Song family's trough a few years ago, and those who sneered at Xie Feng, are afraid that this one will find themselves.

As soon as Song Jingwen came back, he made troubles. First, he sold a large number of colored glazes, and then opened an auction. Only one product was released in two days.The highest one can be photographed for 2000 taels, how terrifying!The chief of the military department could only watch helplessly as a wealthy businessman took the telescope away, his teeth itching with anger!

That is a telescope known as clairvoyance!

These funds were transferred back and used by Song Jingwen to deal with others.The way to deal with it is to throw money openly and put sacks on it.

Zuo Kang was very handy in the job of putting on the sack, and asked Song Jingwen happily, "Who are we going to arrest tonight?"

Song Jingwen waved his hand, curled his lips innocently and harmlessly, "We are all good law-abiding citizens, let's take a rest, take this card and relax yourself."

Zuo Kang hadn't slowed down yet, and didn't understand, "Aren't you going to kidnap someone?"

Ji Zhou hit the nail on the head, "His wife will arrive tomorrow, so let's put it here and pretend to be a good person. You can play your own game with peace of mind, don't take advantage of it, you bastard. This is the employee benefits that someone Song said, and we all have them."

Only then did Zuo Kang realize that Ji Zhou still had a stack of cards in his hand...

Song Jingwen was looking forward to it, and arranged the whole Song residence in a fiery red look, like an impatient kid who will go out to have a look in a while.

However, his expression completely collapsed when he saw the person beside Xie Feng, Song Jingwen kicked up angrily, "Who the hell is this? Why does it look so similar to mine!"

Xie Feng looked blankly at Song Jingwen, who was black and white in front of him, and rubbed his temples with complicated emotions. The lacrimal glands stopped working instantly, and the original emotion was washed away a little. He held his breath, "Why is there another one?"