I am a rich man

While complaining about Song Yao in his heart, a piece of paper suddenly appeared in front of him, and An Xin took a closer look.

On the paper is a girl with short hair, big eyes, oval face, wearing a school uniform, smiling.

Because this stick figure is so similar, An Xin immediately recognized that it was herself, "Is this a picture of me?"

"Hmm." Song Yuan said, "The painting is not very good."

"It's only been a while, and you've drawn it, and it's so similar, it's super amazing." An Xin took it, and liked it very much, "Thank you."

"It's me thanking you." Song Yuan whispered.

Song Yao kept staring at Song Yuan, seeing him chatting with An Xin, his eyes were full of displeasure.

With Song Yuan like this, he didn't believe that he was really indifferent and didn't care.

But it doesn't matter what Song Yuan is thinking, because he will never leave the Song family.

His surname is also Song, so what if Song Yuan is a real young master, he has lived outside for 18 years, and he is not as good as himself who has been growing up with Master Song and Mrs. Song, not to mention, Song Yuan is not likable.

Thinking of this, Song Yao's mood instantly improved a lot. Looking at An Xin, he said softly: "An Xin, you are right. I have always said that, everything about me should belong to Song Yuan... I will be with you when I get home today. Mom made it clear, and I will return everything to Song Yuan when I get back."

"Don't, you say that, don't you want everyone to think that you went back because of Song Yuan? Then you want Song Yuan to be drowned in people's saliva?" An Xin was a little contemptuous, "Song Yao, do you know Know what you're talking about?"

Song Yao was taken aback, sneered in his heart, and was at a loss for a while: "I'm sorry, I don't know... I'm sorry, I didn't think of this, I was too stupid. Don't get me wrong, Song Yuan, I didn't mean to harm you..."

He kept apologizing there, and finally blushed again.

"It's too much." Xiao Liu exclaimed angrily.

"Yes, it's too much." An Xin slapped the table immediately, raised her eyebrows and said, "You'd better think about it before you speak, don't be fooled by right and wrong."

Xiao Liu blushed, "Who are you talking about?"

"It's not you anyway."

Xiao Liu was so angry that she rushed over, standing in front of An Xin and yelling and cursing indiscriminately.

The original multiplayer war has become a two-player war.

An Xin has quarreled with others since childhood, and has never lost.

Xiao Liu has good academic performance, but is not good at arguing at all. He was blocked by An Xin many times and couldn't say anything. In the end, the more he thought about it, the more angry he looked at Song Yuan, feeling that everything was caused by Song Yuan, and he turned into anger He snatched the notebook from Song Yuan's hand, threw it on the ground, stepped on it viciously, and rushed out.

Song Yuan sat in his seat, his long eyelashes flicked, covering the emotions in his eyes, and because his head was lowered, people couldn't see the expression.

After a few seconds of silence, he picked up the notebook on the ground, wiped off the dust on it, opened it and continued to draw.

An Xin was so annoyed by Xiao Liu's action that she was about to explode, and when she was about to chase her out, she was held back by Song Yuan.

"Don't waste time with her." Song Yuan: "She's stubborn, if you catch up, things will get more and more chaotic."

An Xin thought about it, and felt that what he said made sense, but he still couldn't help being angry.

There was a person who hurriedly chased after him, it was Song Yao.

As soon as Song Yao left, the classroom exploded again, and all kinds of things that Song Yao couldn't say because Song Yao was there were said one after another.

For the sake of peace of mind, I was afraid that everyone next to Song Yuan would come over to talk to Song Yuan.

The front desk turned around and asked, "After you go home, no one will target you, right?"

"No." Song Yuan kept moving.

"What are you drawing? The tree outside the window?"

Outside the window is a tree that is hundreds of years old. Song Yuan painted that tree. He painted it very quickly, and quickly presented the tree perfectly on the white paper. Even the dozens of scratches on the tree were all gone Draw it.

When the front desk saw this detail, they were stunned and admired.

"You are so good at drawing, can you draw me one?"

"I'm not a professional painter." After talking about his level, Song Yuan looked up at the boy, turned a page, and started to draw.

After a few minutes, he handed it to the front desk.

The front desk was just talking casually. When he saw his appearance appearing in the notebook, he covered his mouth and exclaimed: "I'm stupid, you look so similar, and you still say that you are not a professional, how is it possible? Are you studying?" Have you ever painted?"

He has changed his view of Song Yuan, and feels that Song Yuan is not as useless as the rumors say.

"It's not as professional as it is." Song Yuan said softly.

In that book, he was only a few years old, and he had nothing to do after school, so he taught himself how to draw on the Internet.

Song Yuan ate with An Xin for lunch.

His identity was inherently gossip, and coupled with his appearance with An Xin, he became the subject of discussion among everyone for a while.

*

There was a knock on the door of the room, Gu Yingchi signed his name, "Come in."

The assistant opened the door and walked in, hesitating to speak.

Gu Yingchi closed the file, looked up at the assistant, saw the assistant's hesitation, and said softly, "Did you find anyone?"

"When we searched for the address given by the husband, there was no one there. After asking the neighbors nearby, we found out that the family had moved to the town. When I went to the town to search, I found that the person my husband was looking for was no longer there. , said he was taken home." The assistant handed Gu Yingchi a folder, "This is all the information about Song Yuan."

Gu Yingchi took the folder and opened it, which contained information about what Song Yuan had suffered since he was a child.After seeing what Li Qian did to Song Yuan, she closed her eyes, her expression as cold as if covered with frost.

"Now Song Yuan is studying in the young master's school, do you want to go? Sir." The assistant hesitated.

"No need." Gu Yingchi put everything back into the file.

One of the photos fell out, Gu Yingchi picked it up and stared at it for a long time.

Song Yuan in the photo is only 13 years old, wearing ill-fitting clothes, standing in front of the camera with a dirty face, slightly hunched, with obvious timidity in his dark eyes, mixed with some dissatisfaction.There are still some red and swollen marks on the exposed arm, which was beaten by Li Qian when she lost her temper.

According to the data, Song Yuan did all the work in Li Qian's house, from the age of 11 to the present, and never stopped.

"Sir?" the assistant called a few times, but it was strange that Gu Yingchi didn't get any response. Seeing that Gu Yingchi had been staring at the photo with no expression on his face, but his eyes were cold and cold, he couldn't help but thump in his heart.

The assistant rarely saw Gu Yingchi like this, the last time was a few years ago.

Gu Yingchi put the documents in the drawer.

"One more thing." The assistant said quickly, "President Song of the Song Group wants to see Mr.

Before Gu Yingchi could ask, the assistant added, "It's Song Yuan's father, sir, do you want to see him?"

"I don't see you." Gu Yingchi put the photo in the book, his tone didn't fluctuate at all.

The assistant responded and stepped back quickly.

*

Gu Yuhe came to class in the afternoon.

When he saw that his seat was empty, he raised his eyebrows. Although he was a little unhappy, it was much better than having someone around him.

The real young master of the Song family was sitting behind him, taking notes all the time. When Gu Yuhe realized it, he realized that he had been staring at him for a long time, and immediately looked away.

"Yuhe, you didn't come this morning, so you didn't see that scene." Sitting beside him, Xiao Run sighed, "Most people in the class are targeting Song Yuan."

"Aiming at him?" Gu Yuhe lay on the table and said lazily, "Are you full? Why are you targeting him? I thought most people would step on Song Yao."

"Yes, I thought so too, but I didn't expect most people to feel sorry for Song Yao. So many people said that he was very calm and didn't feel anything at all. If I were him, I would feel wronged by Feitian .” Xiao Run glanced at Song Yuan and said with a smile.

"I want to sleep, don't disturb me." Gu Yuhe slapped Xiao Run away, closed his eyes and prepared to sleep.

"What are you sleeping on? You haven't told me where you went this morning. I heard that your uncle is back?" Xiao Run tugged at Gu Yuhe, "Is it true?"

"It's true, don't bother me." Gu Yuhe said impatiently, "Are you curious about what my uncle does?"

"I heard that he almost had an accident...it's nothing." Seeing Gu Yuhe's warning cold gaze, Xiao Run immediately waved his hand and stopped talking.

Gu Yingchi has always been a legend in the circle.

He founded his own company at the age of 20, and developed the company within a year. At the age of 21, he took over the Gu's Group and revived the Gu's Group, which was almost dead at that time.In five years, Gu's Group has rapidly developed into the No. [-] enterprise in City R and the top ten enterprises in Country A.

Gu Yingchi didn't show up often, but there were many rumors about him.It is said that he is unkind, that he is indifferent to everyone, that he is cunning and cunning, and that he often plots against his opponents... There are all kinds of rumors, so many that people feel that none of them are true.

In the month of his disappearance, most people thought he was dead, but they didn't expect him to come back in good condition a month later, causing another wave in the circle.

Xiao Run admired Gu Yingchi very much, and even dreamed of meeting Gu Yingchi.It's a pity that Gu Yuhe said that his uncle's personality is unpredictable and he will never see him.

Gu Yuhe slept like this all afternoon, and finally opened his eyes in a daze when school was over, and saw that most of the people in the classroom had left, so he took his schoolbag and prepared to leave.

Turning around, I found Song Yao standing beside the real young master, talking about something.

Gu Yuhe listened carefully, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Song Yuan, if you feel uncomfortable, tell me, don't bear it."

"Thank you, I'm not uncomfortable." Song Yuan packed up his things and prepared to leave.

"Today, the students caused a lot of misunderstandings because of me. I know it's useless for me to apologize to you, or you can punch me to discourage me." Song Yao grabbed Song Yuan and said in a low voice.

Song Yuan took his hand away: "I'm not angry, don't be discouraged."

"Really?" Song Yao looked up ecstatically, "Then that means, Song Yuan, you didn't hate me, nor were you angry with me."

Song Yuan let out an "um", stared at Gu Yuhe for a moment, then turned and left.

Song Yao followed quickly, looking very happy.

Gu Yuhe also walked out quickly with his schoolbag.

When he reached the school gate, he immediately recognized Gu Yingchi's black car parked in front of the school gate. He was overjoyed and rushed over to knock on the window.

The car window fell down, revealing Gu Yingchi's flawless and handsome face with profound features.

"Uncle, did you come to pick me up on purpose?"

Gu Yingchi turned his head, didn't look at him, but looked over him at the figure not far away.

The people around Song Yuan kept talking to him, his expression was calm, his brows were cold, he didn't know what he was thinking, standing there, his figure was as thin as a piece of paper, as if it would be blown up by the wind.

Before waiting for a reply, Gu Yingchi tilted his head and asked with some doubts: "Uncle, why are you ignoring me? What are you looking at?"

Gu Yingchi: "The next station."

Gu Yuhe subconsciously moved to the side.

Song Yuan had already gotten into the car, and the car left quickly.

Gu Yingchi withdrew his gaze, looking forward to Gu Yuhe, expressionless, "Get in the car."

"Uncle, did you really come to pick me up on purpose?" Gu Yuhe was very excited.

As soon as he got in the car, he heard the uncle who was sitting next to him with an indifferent expression, and could even be said to be a bit cold, say two words: "No."

The author has something to say: Gu Yuhe: Uncle, you have no heart! TAT

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