Flesh and blood

Ji Liang stood at the door, the expression on his face froze after hearing these words.

What does Song Qingyun's phone call mean?Who is the "Mom" in this call...

Feeling that this matter was very strange, Ji Liang was in a daze because he couldn't figure it out, when he suddenly heard the door on the right "click" open, he subconsciously turned his head to look, Song Wei was not wearing a suit, but was wearing dark brown pajamas Standing at the door, he also didn't expect that Ji Liang would stand at the door, so he said directly: "Come in."

Ji Liang quickly regained his composure, followed Song Wei bravely, and entered Song Wei's room. During this 1 minute, he almost forgot what he had just overheard.

The view in the hotel room is very good, the decoration color and lighting are warm tones, the large and bright floor-to-ceiling windows, Song Wei is standing next to the window, from the left side is the night view of Sanya, from the right side is the lapping waves The rolling sea water.

Ji Liang looked at Song Wei's expression and saw that he didn't intend to speak first, so he could only ask himself: "Mr. Song, where do I live tonight?... I'll go down and open another room, so It is also more convenient to take care of you and the young master, is there anything else you want to order?"

After finishing what he should say and what he wanted to say in one breath, Ji Liang looked at Song Wei, feeling a little apprehensive in his heart, as if he was afraid of something and looked forward to something.

Song Wei's expression didn't change, he turned around and sat on the armchair by the table, clicked a few times casually with the hand holding the mouse, and then said in a deep voice, "Sleep here."

Ji Liang was taken aback for a moment, and the image of the night before Hainan popped up in his mind, his face turned red, and he tried his best to calm down the inexplicable feeling in his heart. He also longed to be close to his relatives, but he couldn't do any more treachery things, let alone things that would harm the Song family...even if he himself might not be Song Wei's son.

"Then I... sleep on the sofa. Mr. Song can call me at night if he has something to do."

With this sentence, Song Wei just looked at Ji Liang and didn't intend to stop him, then nodded his head in agreement.

Ji Liang breathed a sigh of relief, he knew that Song Wei would definitely be busier when he came to Hainan, and after tonight, he could clearly feel that Li Feng's "betrayal" was not as simple as it appeared, and he didn't know what was going on here. He couldn't figure out the inside story, and he didn't even think about it. He felt that his mind was in a muddy state, and he didn't bother to think about other things anymore.

The sofa in the hotel is very big, it’s nothing to sleep on already cold, and the quality of the sofa is softer than the bed. After making a pot of tea for Song Wei and putting it on the table, he nestled on the sofa and watched Looking at the coffee table and the night view outside the window in a daze, the room was so quiet that Je Liang fell asleep after only being in a daze for 10 minutes.

Falling asleep, Song Wei didn't notice that Song Wei was sitting at the table, staring at the blank web page for a long time, then moved his hand holding the mouse, and the mouse on the computer screen pointed to the cold webpage reflected on the screen. shadow.

In the next few days, it basically remained in this pattern - during the day, the three of them followed Song Wei, dragging Song Qingyun behind them, at night Song Jiu and Song Thirty went back, and Ji Liang stayed with Song Wei and Song Qingyun... After three days of this cycle, someone finally showed something was wrong.

Song Thirty was driving the car, Song Jiu was in the car, and the two waved to Ji Liang outside the car.

On the night road, Song Thirty said, "Don't you think that the head of Song Da's family is unusual to Xiaoliang."

This is a declarative sentence, Song Jiu's eyes darkened: "I've already seen it."

Song Thirty frowned: "When did this happen?"

There were few cars on the night road, Song Jiu looked at the painted road outside the car window: "Xiaoliang became the nanny of the Song family."

Song Thirty immediately breathed a sigh of relief for himself: "Fortunately, I only did it for him for one day."

Song Jiu snorted and laughed: "You want to be the head of Song Da's family for a few years and you're not happy. Xiao Liang hasn't noticed this yet, so don't make trouble."

Song 31 paused, and imitated Song Jiu and snorted: "Don't make any trouble, I want to guess Xiaoliang's expression when he finds out."

Song Jiu sighed deeply: "Then you will be disappointed."

Song Thirty turned his head and wondered, "Why are you disappointed?"

Song Jiu disdained: "Xiaoliang won't know, it depends on what Song Dazhao means."

Song Thirty shrugged: "Song Dazhao directly solves the problem with eight words."

Song Jiu: "Which eight characters?"

Song Thirty: "No resistance is allowed, eat it and wipe it off."

If Song Jiu and Song Thirty could see that Song Wei's attitude towards Ji Liang was unusual, then Song Qingyun could feel it more or less, but he was too busy with his own affairs, let alone caring about Song Wei. thing.Nominally, it is said that he is going to travel to Hainan, but in fact, which sentence does he not want to listen to Song Wei?He almost never did things according to his own wishes, but for Song Qingyun, it seemed that he didn't need to have his own wishes.

Although not in thought, at least he is free in action. Song Qingyun has nothing to do. The first time he went to a high-end nightclub was in Hainan. He made a small mistake, he forgot that his identity was a little eye-catching.

From the moment Cheng Guang stared at Song Qingyun, he knew that there must be a lot of people in the Song family. Of course, part of his mind was thinking about the coldness who followed him last time.

Putting on Song Qingyun's shoulder, Cheng Guang grinned: "Brother, are you looking for a woman?"

Song Qingyun was taken aback when he saw Cheng Guang. He was not familiar with the place, and he didn't expect that someone would talk to him when he came in. It was the first time he entered this kind of place, and he bowed his head embarrassedly and said: "I, I'll sit down .”

Cheng Guang laughed when he heard this, and patted Song Qingyun on the shoulder: "What's the point of sitting? It's only interesting if someone sits on you naked. Tell Brother Guang what kind of one you want. You can't neglect our Song Qingyun." The young master is here alone."

Hearing the words "Master Song", Song Qingyun's body trembled. He looked at Cheng Guang and said, "You, you know me?"

Cheng Guang smiled maliciously: "Master Song, it's hard not to know him or not."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and gave the people behind him a look. Those people immediately understood and surrounded Song Qingyun.

Song Qingyun had never seen such a scene before, and immediately sat up in fright. When he was flustered, he took out the gun Song Wei gave him, aimed at the person in front of him, and shot at the person in front. There was a "bang" gunshot, and no matter how loud The music couldn't cover it, and there were screams in the bar.

When Cheng Guang saw Song Qingyun carrying a gun, he wanted to imprison him temporarily for a while, and then use him as an excuse to pull out the people behind him. He didn't expect Song Qingyun to throw the gun at his place, and Cheng Guang was so angry that he immediately cursed: "Fuck! Give me the fuck!"

With a roar, many people in the bar came towards Song Qingyun. The staring eyes of those people made Song Qingyun close his eyes in fright. There was a ping, bang, bang until the gun in his hand could no longer fire bullets. Song Qingyun was dripping with cold sweat, his hands trembled, and the gun with no bullets fell to the ground.

The people around saw that the gun in his hand was gone, and they all attacked him. Song Qingyun, who had been hit hard several times, knelt on the ground, holding his head in his hands, trembling all over.

Song Qingyun didn't know that Song Jiu and Song Thirty had accepted Song Wei's order and followed him all the time. Seeing Song Qingyun's useless look, Song Jiu and the two felt that the young master in front of them was really different from Song Wei. 01:30 It can be said that there is a world of difference. It is really unimaginable that Song Wei would have a son with such a character.

Song Jiu and Song Thirty didn't want to make matters worse, so they approached secretly from the dark side of the bar. Song Thirty rushed up to fight and knocked down a few people. Song Jiu took the opportunity to drag Song Qingyun out of the siege, and immediately headed all the way to the car at the door. go.

The speed of the two was very fast, and the mob in the bar had nothing to do with Song Jiu. It was not a problem for the two who had received regular training to take someone away. They dragged Song Qingyun back to the hotel in a detour Afterwards, the few people relaxed. Song Jiu and Song Thirty looked back at Song Qingyun sitting in the back seat who hadn't recovered yet, both showing helplessness.

Song Qingyun was still in shock, he was so frightened by what happened just now that his head was blank all the time, until he saw clearly that he had stood in front of Song Wei at some point, he couldn't control his body, and with a "plop", he knelt down on the ground.

Ji Liang saw Song Qingyun kneeling at Song Wei's feet with a decadent appearance, and it would be a lie if he wasn't shocked.

Song Wei frowned deeply, looking at the person kneeling at his feet, he only said two words: "Get up."

Song Qingyun didn't respond to Song Wei's words at all, his face was still full of color, his hands tremblingly tugged on Song Wei's trousers, he lowered his head and kept saying, "Please, please let me go home, I want to go home...I don't want to, I don't want to be a member of the Song family, I don't want to be named Song... I, I want to be named Sun... Please let me go back, I want to find my mother... I want to go home... Please, please..."

All the people present were stunned when they heard Song Qingyun's words. Together with Ji Liang and the other three, they quietly moved to the door, watching from a distance and not daring to approach. This was originally the Song family's housework. No right to intervene, no right to intervene, to be lucky enough to be a crowd of onlookers is already a rare thing.

Perhaps it was not Song Qingyun who was most emotionally unstable, but Song Wei.

Song Wei was undoubtedly angry, and Song Qingyun's actions simply added fuel to the fire. As a member of the Song family, it was rare for Song Qingyun to be so useless.

"You have the blood of the Song family. If you want to be named Song, you must be named Song!"

Song Wei's voice was very low and his expression was very bad. He looked at Song Qingyun on the ground and said displeasedly, "Stand up."