cute naive

Huang Xingyun spent half his life in the antique business. He has good eyesight and is good at communication. Over twenty years of painstaking efforts have accumulated a reputation of being highly respected. If you want to talk about the appraisal master of Nanjing calligraphy and painting ancient books, he is the first thing people think of.

There were many guests at the birthday banquet, and Song Wenyuan was so busy that a waiter came over, "Mr. Song, Mr. Luo Zigeng is here, how can we arrange it?"

"Mr. Kong Xin didn't come?"

"They are not together," the waiter speculated, "Maybe Mr. Kong will be late."

"No," Song Wenyuan knew Kong Xin, if he wanted to come, he would definitely be with Luo Zigeng. This pair of gays who are well-known in the antique shop have never shy away from going in and out together for many years, and they did not show up with Luo Zigeng, which means that he must be with Luo Zigeng. He is unwilling to come to praise Huang Xingyun.

However, Luo Zigeng's attendance alone was enough, and the Kong family was not too rude.

In fact, if Kong Xin didn't come, he was a little lucky, otherwise he didn't know how to arrange the seats. With Kong Xin's current status, he must sit at the head, but... I'm really afraid that he and Huang Xingyun will be together. If they disagree, they will fight.

Song Wenyuan greeted him out of the hall and saw Luo Zigeng strolling towards him from a distance, followed by the monkey-like Kang Tianzhen, he couldn't help laughing, this guy is like a clear spring, no matter how irritable he is, he can calm down just by looking at him.

"Hi! Song Wenyuan!!!" Kang Tianzhen rushed forward and kissed him on the cheek, "Look at you sweating from exhaustion, I want to settle accounts with your teacher, he exploited you!"

Song Wenyuan smiled, "How can there be exploitation? These things are what I should do." He looked at Luo Zigeng, nodded respectfully, "Mr. Luo, your seat is here, let the waiter take you there."

Kang Tianzhen yelled, "I want to sit with you."

"Don't make trouble," Song Wenyuan said, "I don't have a place, you can sit at a table with Jiang Biying and the others later."

Kang Tianzhen frowned.

Song Wenyuan smiled helplessly at Luo Zigeng, "Mr. Luo, take your seat first, the teacher is inside."

"Okay," Luo Zigeng kicked Kang Tianzhen lightly as a punishment, patted Song Wenyuan on the shoulder, smiled narrowly as he passed by, and said in a low voice, "You really worked hard."

"..." Song Wenyuan laughed.

After Luo Zigeng left, Song Wenyuan dragged Kang Tianzhen inside, "Don't be listless, don't you like the goddess Biying, you should be happy to sit at a table with her for dinner."

Kang Tianzhen said dejectedly, "But Goddess Biying hates me very much. She has such beautiful eyes, but she always rolls her eyes at me."

Song Wenyuan was amused by him, "She has a strong personality, and after being harassed by you for so long, it's good that she didn't hit you."

Kang Tianzhen looked hopeless.

Everyone was well arranged, the birthday banquet started on time, Huang Xingyun was full of ambition, stood on the rostrum and gave a loud speech, and then toasted one by one.

Luo Zigeng's struggle history has always been a myth in the antique industry. From a down-and-out boy with billions of loans to the rich treasurer of Shangguxuan, his vision and luck are like a legend.

What's even more legendary is that he and Kong Xin, the head of the centuries-old Confucian family, are well-known homosexuals. Luo Zigeng and Kong Xin will not be respected because of their sexual orientation.

Huang Xingyun came over drunk with a glass of wine, and greeted loudly, "Brother Luo, Brother Yu is really happy that you can come to show your face today."

"Mr. Huang's birthday, why should I not come?" Luo Zigeng toasted him with a smile, "This cup is for Zigeng to respect you. I wish you a good night and a good night, brother, and even better in the future."

"Hahaha," Huang Xingyun laughed, raised his glass and drank it down. He drank too much, his whole face was flushed, and he said repeatedly, "Thank you, thank you."

Luo Zigeng poured the wine and raised his glass again, "This glass is for my family, Kong Xin, to thank Mr. Huang for his cultivation of Song Wenyuan over the years. He and Tianzhen..."

"Hey," Huang Xingyun waved his hand drunkenly, interrupting him, "Wen Yuan is my favorite student, Boss Kong's thank you is really nonsensical."

"You will know in the future," Luo Zigeng said with a smile, "even if it's for the sake of innocence."

This remark was even more thoughtless, but Huang Xingyun didn't take it to heart. When people drink too much, they will inevitably talk incoherently. Luo Zigeng is not a fairy, so he will naturally talk nonsense if he drinks too much.

He subconsciously looked at Kang Tianzhen who was eating and drinking at the other table, deeply moved, "Tianzhen is really a lovely child."

It happened that Song Wenyuan's busy figure passed by, and Kang Tianzhen still had chicken claws in his mouth, and he quickly grabbed Song Wenyuan's sleeve with sharp eyes and hands. Song Wenyuan bent down and whispered something in his ear, but Kang Tianzhen smiled brightly, obviously very happy.

Luo Zigeng smiled, "It is said that women's colleges are not accepted, but in our family, men's colleges are also not accepted."

Huang Xingyun was keenly aware of the meaning in his words, "Tianzhen has a girlfriend?"

"I don't have a girlfriend," Luo Zigeng looked at Kang Tianzhen affectionately and casually said, "It's probably difficult to find a girlfriend with his small appearance."

"That's a good statement!" Huang Xingyun excitedly echoed, "You shouldn't be looking for a girlfriend if you're innocent."

As soon as these words came out, the people at the table stopped and looked at them in surprise, wondering if this old hozen had drunk too much, why would he say that a big man should not find a girlfriend in front of his master?Isn't this just looking for trouble?

Luo Zigeng frowned, watching his expression carefully, trying to see what nonsense he was talking about.

Without realizing it, Huang Xingyun pulled Luo Zigeng's wrist, and warmly approached him, "Naive, our Langxuan is a perfect match."

Your Langxuan...Luo Zigeng's expression suddenly changed, he waved him away, and said coldly, "Old Huang is drunk!"

"No no no, although I drank a lot, I'm not drunk," Huang Xingyun waved drunkenly, and said intimately with a smug smile, "I will find a good matchmaker in the future and go to your mansion to propose marriage. Only our Lang Xuan can match Tian Zhen's character and appearance..."

With a bang, Luo Zigeng dropped the teacup in his hand, stood up and pointed at Huang Xingyun's nose, and cursed loudly, "Don't blame me for being rude if you talk nonsense again, you old man is really crazy, how much alcohol you drink makes you so crazy , Luo is really ashamed to know you!"

He turned his head to look at the people in the banquet, with a false smile on his face, but there was a threat in his low voice, "Everyone, today Luo and Huang Xingyun cut off the mat and robe because of the disagreement of the collection concept, and swept everyone away." Yaxing is very sorry, and I will bid farewell."

After finishing speaking, he greeted Kang Tianzhen and left in a huff.

Kang Tianzhen was gnawing on a sauce-roasted chicken feet, his mouth was full of sauce, seeing his master's stern face, he couldn't help being dumbfounded, subconsciously followed Luo Zigeng out, looking back at Song Wenyuan as he walked.

Song Wenyuan was arranging the detailed rules. When he saw the quarrel here, he frowned, strode after him, pulled a tissue to wipe Kang Tianzhen's lips, and said in a low voice, "Go back with Master first. I'll take care of things, don't worry."

Luo Zigeng glanced at him coldly, "I don't know what the hell you master and apprentice are doing, but Song Wenyuan, as a naive family member, we have to carefully consider whether we should support you and naive feelings."

"What???" Kang Tianzhen went crazy, "Master, what nonsense are you talking about? What's the matter with Song Wenyuan and me?"

"I understand your worry." Song Wenyuan lowered his eyebrows and looked pleasing to the eye, "Mr. Luo, I don't know what inappropriate things the teacher has done, but I can't doubt my innocent feelings."

Luo Zigeng glanced at him noncommittally, and said coldly, "Look at your performance." After finishing speaking, he stepped out of the hotel, "Naive, don't dawdle, let's go."

Kang Tianzhen was at a loss, "What happened, Master, I want to play with Song Wenyuan for a while..."

Song Wenyuan smiled softly and rubbed his hair, "Go back with your master first, and I'll go find you when I'm done here."

"Alright then," Kang Tianzhen was led away by Luo Zigeng step by step.

Song Wenyuan turned around, the warm smile on his face disappeared instantly, his cold eyes were full of coldness, he walked back to the hotel with a cold face, when he turned around the carved screen, the coldness disappeared, and he turned back into that gentle and generous young man .

There were more than 80 tables set up for the birthday banquet. Although there were such unpleasant episodes, most of them were very harmonious. The guests enjoyed themselves. Song Wenyuan and his brothers were busy until after four o'clock in the afternoon, and finally sent all the guests away.

"Wen Yuan, go back and have a rest," a senior brother said with a smile, "You are the most tired of organizing such a big event."

"It's not too tiring, I want to do more things for the teacher before leaving the teacher," Song Wenyuan asked casually, "Where is the teacher?"

"Sleeping in the lounge," said the senior brother, "The old guy drank too much, he probably won't be able to get up now."

Song Wenyuan strode towards the lounge. When he opened the door, he could smell the strong smell of alcohol. The curtains in the dark room were closed. Huang Xingyun lay on the sofa, sleeping unconsciously.

He locked the door behind him, walked over, and looked down at this old man. He was his elder, but he was also the chief culprit who caused him to lose his mother when he was young. Now, he finally met the person who wanted to spend his whole life with him. He actually had such crazy thoughts about Kang Tianzhen...

The long-suppressed hatred fermented in his heart, he slowly bent down, grabbed Huang Xingyun's neck with both hands, and tightened it bit by bit...

Huang Xingyun was sleeping in a daze, feeling short of breath, moved his body, but suddenly felt the pain coming from the throat, he opened his eyes suddenly, saw a ghastly face, immediately yelled, desperately Struggled up.

Song Wenyuan's hand was extremely strong, and he calmly pinched him until he rolled his eyes, and then let go in a timely manner. Huang Xingyun suddenly got fresh air, and immediately coughed dryly and breathed desperately.

There was a fishy smell in the air——Huang Xingyun peed out of fear.

"Song Wenyuan, are you crazy?" Huang Xingyun yelled sternly, "You want to kill me?"

Song Wenyuan looked at him coldly, "This is just a warning, next time, I won't let go."

Huang Xingyun was furious, "Killing people will pay for their lives!"

"That depends on how I kill." Song Wenyuan grinned grimly, "There are methods in this world that don't cost you your life. If you have any crazy thoughts about innocence, I will really send you to see your dead ghost son." Now, you father and son have been separated for many years, if you can reunite in the underworld, shouldn't you still thank me, dear teacher?"

Huang Xing was so lucky that he was trembling all over, he growled hoarsely, "You are a wolf-hearted bastard! How dare you covet innocence! Do not piss and act like you, you deserve it too!"

Song Wenyuan grabbed him by the collar, lifted him up, approached his eyes, and said ruthlessly, "Whether you deserve it or not is up to you. No matter how poor or humble I am, my innocence is mine. I deserve it the most." Honestly, it's your son of a dead ghost, he was knocked to death by the side of the road long ago, his facial features are gone, his flesh and blood are mutilated, and his bones have been rotten 800 years ago!"

"No!!!" Huang Xingyun let out a wail that was so painful that it was not human. Thinking of the heart-piercing memory, his whole body was shaking with grief.

Song Wenyuan grinned grimly, his voice was full of malice, he whispered vicious words in his ears, "Why did he die? Is it because you did all kinds of bad things and made too many enemies? To ruin other people's families? Is it because you deceived others so much that you brought revenge on your son? A young genius like Huang Langxuan, who is astonishingly talented, was killed by you! Huang Xingyun, this is retribution for you !!!”

Huang Xingyun bent his body, curled up tightly, and the truth buried deepest in his heart was torn apart and fell in front of his eyes. He was in pain like a thousand cuts. At this moment, he was no longer the respected Huang Lao, he was just a middle-aged man. Poor old man who lost his son.

Song Wenyuan sneered cruelly, let go, threw him on the sofa, took a tissue to wipe his hands, and said calmly, "I warn you one more time, stay away from Kang Tianzhen, otherwise, I really don't know what will happen."

After speaking, crumpled up the paper towel and threw it into the trash can, turned and walked out of the lounge.

A hotel staff member passed by outside the door and asked worriedly, "Mr. Song, does Mr. Huang need any help? I seem to have heard a scream, and there was no sound when I rushed over."

Song Wenyuan smiled helplessly, "It's okay, the teacher drank too much, and he insisted on singing loudly. It took so much effort to stop him from drinking madly. I'm really sorry to cause you trouble."

"Where, this is what our hotel should do, so why don't you send some hangover tea?"

"Let's send it off in two hours. The teacher just fell asleep and won't wake up for about two hours," Song Wenyuan said. "Let's not disturb him. The teacher must be very tired after a busy day."

The staff laughed and said, "Mr. Song, you are so filial to Mr. Huang. Nowadays, there are very few master-student relationships that are so good."

Song Wenyuan smiled warmly, "A teacher for a day, a father for life. The teacher brought me into the antique business by hand. I am grateful to him from the bottom of my heart."