cute naive

Song Qiang was lying on the ground in embarrassment, pushing Song Wenyuan's feet with both hands, "You bastard, I'm your father! Let me go! Damn you!" "Why are you following us?" Song Wenyuan pulled him up , asked in a cold voice. "I'll make you paralyzed," Song Qiang steadied his feet and rushed forward to give Song Wenyuan an eye-closing thump. Song Wenyuan was caught off guard by the blow, and received a solid fist. He was so angry that he rushed forward to fight back. "Don't! Don't! He's your father," Kang Tianzhen pulled him back, thinking how the father and son were like enemies, and worried that Song Wenyuan would do something irrational, so he quickly stood up and stood between the two of them. In between, he stretched out his hand to separate the father and son, "Calm down, let's talk if you have something to say." "It's none of your numbness to teach my son, get out!" Song Qiang yelled and pushed him away, "What are you? .”

Kang Tianzhen was pushed staggeringly.

Song Wenyuan supported him, looked at his father, and said coldly, "Are you crazy enough? What are you here for?"

Song Qiang's suspicious eyes turned around the two of them, and his eyes fell on the hands they were holding. Suddenly, his face changed drastically, and he said sharply, "Song Wenyuan, are you fucking gay?" "Yes."

The old man on the opposite side suddenly broke out, rushed over and kicked Kang Tianzhen, Song Wenyuan turned around sharply, shielded Kang Tianzhen behind him, and roared, "What are you doing?" "I'll kill this shameless vixen!" !" Song Qiang growled, circling around to beat him up.

Kang Tianzhen hugged Song Wenyuan's waist and walked around with him, sticking his head out and yelling, "I'm not a vixen, I and Song Wenyuan are true love." .

Kang Tianzhen quickly hid behind Song Wenyuan.

Song Wenyuan was speechless for a while, why does it feel like this guy is playing?

Song Qiang was old and frail, and couldn't play against the young and flexible Kang Tianzhen. He panted angrily and roared, "Come out from Mahler Gobi! What's the point of hiding behind my son?"

Kang Tianzhen smiled and said, "If you don't hit me, I will come out."

"..." Song Wenyuan couldn't help laughing, put his arms around him, and said to his father, "Enough, what's the noise on the street like, what do you want me to do?"

Seeing that Kang Tianzhen was really cunning, Song Qiang compromised depressedly, "Have you bought a new house? In this neighborhood?"

"Well," Song Wenyuan nodded, "The environment here is good, and the property is very responsible. It's suitable for me and Tianzheng to live in."

Hearing the tone of his young couple living behind closed doors, Song Qiang couldn't take it anymore, and said angrily, "You're gay!!!"

"What's wrong with homosexuality?" Kang Tianzhen took the blame, "I haven't discriminated against you for eating, drinking, whoring and gambling. Why do you discriminate against me for being gay?"

Song Qiang was furious, "Malego..."

"If you curse again, don't want a penny," Song Wenyuan said coldly.

"!!!" Song Qiang swallowed the unfinished swear words into his stomach, and said angrily, "Anyway, I am your dear father, and there is no reason for Huaixinlou's collection to be passed on to you."

When Kang Tianzhen heard it, he almost exploded, jumped out and yelled, "What do you mean? Those books are Song Wenyuan's lifeblood, so it's fine if you don't help him, but you still rob him? You are his father, why are you holding him back?" ?”

"Male fox..." The scolding stopped abruptly, Song Qiang stared at the bank card in Song Wenyuan's hand, and stretched out his hand to grab it. Song Wenyuan's sharp eyes quickly retracted his hand, allowing him to grab it. Song Qiang asked hoarsely, "What are you doing?" mean?"

Song Wenyuan said coldly, "I know why you are following me. You are my biological father. I don't want to be too familiar with you. Take the money and don't come to me again within half a year!"

When the bank card was handed to him, Song Qiang grabbed it in his hand and checked it repeatedly by the light of the street lamp, "How much money is in it?"

"It's definitely enough for you to spend half a year."

"Hmph, you should be a beggar," Song Qiang said arrogantly, "Ask the security guard in your community to give me an entry pass. Mahler Gobi didn't let me in last time."

Song Wenyuan responded vaguely.

Kang Tianzhen whispered, "Actually, father-in-law, Song Wenyuan's homosexuality is not harmful to you. You think, anyway, he has no children. When he dies, those books will definitely be given to you. How nice it is."

Song Qiang paused for a moment, looked at Kang Tianzhen with an expression on his face, and roared half a minute later, "You fucking think I'm stupid? He's dead, I'm fucking dead sooner!!!"

Kang Tianzhen shrank her head, then hid behind Song Wenyuan and drew circles on his back.

Song Wenyuan suppressed a smile, "It's alright, alright, Dad, you can go back, it's late at night, don't wander around outside, save some money inside."

"Hmph," Song Qiang held his bank card tightly, turned to leave, and muttered as he walked, "My son is a billionaire, why should I save money?"

Watching his figure disappear into the night, Song Wenyuan turned around and nodded Kang Tianzhen's nose, "You, oh..."

Kang Tianzhen was embarrassed, "Did I embarrass you?"

"It's okay," Song Wenyuan laughed, and hugged him into his arms, "Let's go, go home."

It is often said in the antique shop that it will not open for three years and eat for three years after opening, but since the opening of Huaixin Building, tens of thousands, tens or even millions of big businesses have been one after another, and they have made a lot of money in three months. .

One reason is Song Wenyuan's intelligent eyes and frequent picking up of mistakes. The other reason is that Hong Yang has a good tongue. He can let the rich enter the door with a lot of money and walk out with bare buttocks, but you still can't tell if he is here. , because he didn’t tell a single lie, you saw the things yourself, you spent the money yourself, he just put pieces of antiques in front of you, seduce you, tempt you, and then you can’t help it.

"Yo," Kang Tianzhen whistled, "This car is handsome enough."

Song Wenyuan raised his head and saw a silver BMW trotting parked in front of the store, the door opened, and Hong Yang walked in with a breezy face wearing sunglasses, he couldn't help saying in surprise, "It's a bit handsome."

"Hello," Hong Yang took off his sunglasses, shook his hair, put his arms on the door frame in a coquettish and unrestrained style, and shook the car key at Kang Tianzhen, "Little handsome guy, take a ride?"

Kang Tianzhen wagged her tail with sparkling eyes, "Okay, okay."

"Funny," Song Wenyuan scolded with a smile, "You went to pick up the car with Biying?"

"No, I went by myself," Hong Yang sat down on a mahogany armchair, "I will surprise her later."

Song Wenyuan said, "Bi Ying's vision is a bit high. A BMW is probably not a surprise."

"Who's talking about cars?" Hong Yang said, "You two have to do me a favor later, I'm going downstairs to the auction house to create a big, big, big, big romance."

The annual autumn auction is about to start, and the high-level executives of Jiahua Auction House are having a nervous meeting. Jiang Biying, as the assistant to the chairman, is sitting next to Mr. Jiang and taking minutes of the meeting. Suddenly, there is a rustle in the meeting room. asked, "What's going on?"

Jiang Biying raised her eyes suspiciously, and followed everyone's line of sight to look out the window.

I saw a clear sky outside the window, among the blue sky and white clouds, a large bunch of colorful hydrogen balloons fluttered in the air, and a beautiful cursive script was written on the long banner below: ——My heart and everything about me, I May you take it, just leave me a pair of eyes so that I can see you.

"!!!" Jiang Biying blushed suddenly, stood up and rushed to the window, looked down from a high altitude, and saw Hong Yang standing downstairs in a suit and leather shoes, next to a cart full of bright red roses.

Tears of excitement flowed out unconsciously. She looked back at her livid father, smiled half shyly and half embarrassingly, and ran downstairs in embarrassment while wiping away her tears.

Hearing the series of rattling sounds of leather shoes stepping on the floor gradually faded away, Mr. Jiang said in a low voice with a disheartened face, "Continue with the meeting!"

Jiang Biying rushed out of the building, looked at Hong Yang who was close at hand, stopped abruptly, covered her mouth, "My God..."

Hong Yang smiled handsomely and said softly, "Bi Ying, I love you."

"I love you too," Jiang Biying said softly.

Hong Yang took out the ring, knelt down on one knee, and said affectionately, "Bi Ying, marry me."

Jiang Biying burst into tears, "I...I answer...I agree."

Before the words were finished, Kang Tianzhen jumped out like a wild dog running free, pulling away the fireworks with both hands, and colorful confetti flying all over the sky.

Song Wenyuan moved quietly with the camera on his shoulders, and included the two people's marriage proposal, hugs, kisses... all in the video.

Hong Yang became famous again. He showed his love to the Crown Princess of Jiahua Auction House in public, and he succeeded. Not only did he send Mr. Jiang to the hospital, but he even made headlines in the local newspaper.

He has a handsome appearance and a warm smile, and his net worth has also risen with the good momentum of Huaixinlou recently, and his reputation has soared for a while. When mentioning the leaders of the younger generation in Nanjing antique shops, Song and Hong are all mentioned. The leader of the new generation.

Kang Tianzhen and Song Wenyuan went to the hospital with fruits to visit Mr. Jiang who was hospitalized. They met Jiang Biying outside the door and asked in a low voice, "How is Uncle Cousin feeling now?"

Jiang Bi shrank her neck in fear, "It's murderous."

"Pfft hahahaha" Kang Tianzhen laughed heartlessly, "You guys are too high-profile, now no one doesn't know that you are dating Brother Hong Yang, even if Uncle Biao is angry, he can't separate you two."

"Small crow's mouth," Jiang Biying rolled his eyes at him, "Go in and don't talk nonsense, my father is very angry."

"My mouth is the sweetest, don't worry."

Mr. Jiang was lying on the bed reading a magazine, and when he heard the sound of the door opening, he threw the magazine away, and retracted into the quilt depressedly, in a state of uncooperativeness.

Kang Tianzhen walked over with a smile, and said with a sweet smile, "Uncle Jiang, Tianzhen really came to see you."

"Oh, it's naive." Mr. Jiang got out of the quilt, saw the clean and beautiful Kang Tianzhen in front of him, and thought about the horrible Hong Yang, and suddenly his mood became worse. He patted the quilt and scolded, "I knew With Biying being so nonsense, it would be better to make baby kisses for you since childhood! At least you are obedient and well-behaved, and you are much better than that Hong Yang,"

"Short oil," Kang Tianzhen was rarely praised so much, and said modestly, "The raw rice has been cooked, it's too late to say anything now."

"!!!" Mr. Jiang said angrily, "What???"

Song Wenyuan quickly smoothed things over with a smile, "How can you be so hasty in emotional matters? If you really stay with Biying with such a naive personality, it will be called delaying Biying's life."

"That's right," Kang Tianzhen nodded madly, "I only like handsome men like Song Wenyuan."

President Jiang stared, "You..."

"It's homosexuality," Kang Tianzhen said calmly, "I know you old people don't like homosexuality very much. Thinking about it this way, don't you feel much more comfortable? You marry a daughter-in-law and come back..."

"..." Jiang Biying covered her eyes, "Shut up."

"I'm helping you," Kang Tianzhen winked affectionately, "We are sisters-in-law."

Jiang Biying's whole body is not well.

Kang Tianzhen turned to Mr. Jiang and said, "As the saying goes, if a girl doesn't stay in college, if she stays, she will become enemies." He patted Mr. Jiang's pillow and said very affectionately, "There is also a saying that marrying The daughter who went out is the water that was thrown out, and Biying already loves brother Hong Yang with all her heart, so don't be the stick that beats the mandarin ducks, just sit at home and wait for your grandson to be hugged!"

Grandson... Mr. Jiang choked in his throat.

Kang Tianzhen said in amazement, "Uncle Jiang, why are you rolling your eyes so happy?"

Jiang Biying murmured, "Kang Tianzhen, you... get out!"