Who hasn't loved a few scumbags

Song Jianian thought that Lu Shaoyuan was a very strange man, he couldn't tell the specifics, but he didn't want to get in touch with him for some reason.But this person is his Party A, and I have to use my endless entanglement skills reluctantly to pester him.

After returning from the birthday party of the old man of the Qu family, Song Jianian immediately called He Chenxue and said that he went to China Construction Design Institute for an internship during the summer vacation.On the other side of the phone, He Chenxue seemed to be at a construction site, with a noisy background.While talking with Song Jianian, he cursed at other people on the phone. Song Jianian couldn't hear clearly, but he could feel that He Chenxue was not in a good mood.

"Did you see old man Fang?"

"Yes, Uncle Fang I met when I went to have a wedding with my mother."

"Hehe, Uncle Fang, that's quite affectionate."

"^........." The evildoer was about to lose his nerve again, Song Jianian consciously lifted the phone away.It took several minutes to put it back on the ear.

"Teacher, you seem to be very busy, why don't I bother you?"

"Stinky boy, just talk to me like this when your wings are hard! Do you think I can't control you anymore?"

"Absolutely not, the conscience of heaven and earth."

"Okay, there is still one month of summer vacation, when that time comes, get out of here, and get angry when you see you."

"Small ones must be ordered."

Song Jianian hurriedly hung up the phone, He Chenxue probably got very annoyed by the developer, he was so angry that he would talk to anyone in a rush, Song Jianian didn't dare to close his eyes and hit the muzzle of the gun at this time.

After hanging up the phone, Song Jianian heard the servant calling him for dinner outside the door.

He hasn't been home for several weeks, and the chef made several dishes he likes for dinner.Song Hanyu didn't come back for dinner, but was bombarded by Ms. Qi's phone calls and finally couldn't resist the firepower before driving back.

Ms. Qi is a full-time housewife, her husband is busy with work, her eldest son is out of town doing business, and her second son goes to school and lives in school. She usually spends most of her time alone.Although she always looks like she is living a very good life, she is also envied by everyone in the circle of rich wives.But it is actually very lonely, in such a big villa, I often sit alone in the dining room when eating, and there are empty chairs on the big table except her.

So she is really happy to be able to gather her two sons for dinner now.

Although the Song family is a well-known family, there are actually not so many rules in Song Lianghan's family who is a businessman of this generation.Chatting while eating is normal.

Ms. Qi was in such a happy mood that she couldn't stop talking.When her son grew up, he didn't tell her anything or ask her opinion, which made her very frustrated.It is rare to have the opportunity to chat, so I have to talk to them about some things in life.

Parents' concern for their adult son's life is nothing more than work and emotional matters.Song Hanyu is 26 years old, and he doesn't have a girlfriend around him, and he doesn't know when to talk about marriage.The son has reached his age, but he has not married for a long time. Which mother would not be in a hurry, especially when her son is still so good.

"Is there really nothing you like?"

"Mom, I don't want to get married now, so don't say more."

"I don't believe that there are no girls who like you. When I was in high school, I could see a lot of girls around you when I held a parent meeting. Now they are gone."

"........." Song Hanyu glanced at Ms. Qi speechlessly.

Song Jianian took pleasure in another's misfortune and sneaked a peek at Song Hanyu, very happy to see him deflated.He knew that what Ms. Qi was worried about was not that Song Hanyu would not be able to marry a wife, but that he hadn't had a partner for so many years. Could it be some physical defect?Ms. Qi was worried to death, but she never asked Song Hanyu about it personally, probably because she was afraid that it would really hurt Song Hanyu too much.In the past, Ms. Qi always asked him about Song Hanyu's sex|life matters in a roundabout way. He wondered for a long time before he realized that Ms. Qi wanted to get involved in this matter, and he didn't laugh to death secretly.

Song Jianian didn't dare to tell Ms. Qi not to worry. Song Hanyu's function is good. If the people in the room are asked to change their gender, it is estimated that there will be several litters of children.

"Mom, don't worry about it, okay?"

Ms. Qi was not happy when she heard it, and she clapped her chopsticks loudly, "Can I not worry, my son's girlfriend is not stable. As soon as I go out, those dead women try to put people in my place, saying that they want to introduce to me When you are a wife, you don't even look at those wretched women, can they be worthy of my son, how dare they talk so gaudyly, it's really shameless."

Song Hanyu had nothing to say, "..."

When Ms. Qi got excited, her face turned red.Song Jianian couldn't hold back the smile in his heart, and was choked by the soup in an instant.

"Cough, cough, cough." Song Jianian quickly took out a tissue and covered his mouth.

"What's the matter, what are you doing drinking so fast? No one is robbing you."

Song Jianian was so coughed that he couldn't speak, so he could only wave his hands.Ms. Qi changed her voice and said, "You too, just follow your brother's bad example. You are 24, when will you bring a girlfriend home?"

Song Jianian was taken aback for a moment, not daring to laugh anymore.What's the matter with him? He was obviously attacking Song Hanyu, so why did he suddenly target him.He is really innocent, he didn't secretly mess around outside like Song Hanyu.

"You two brothers have nothing to worry about. I'm so mad."

Song Jianian stared dumbfounded at Ms. Qi leaving angrily, completely unable to keep up with the rhythm.

Song Hanyu was so happy that Ms. Qi left with that annoying topic, he ate for a while, wiped his mouth and washed his hands, and left the table.Song Jianian stopped him from behind.

"Brother, are you really going to confess to Mom? She's very worried about you. "

Song Hanyu turned his head and looked at him with an inexplicable coolness.

"Confession? Confession of what. There is nothing to confess." After speaking, Song Hanyu turned his head and went straight upstairs.Song Jianian didn't know how to answer, he pursed his lips and looked at Song Hanyu's leaving back, sighed, and turned back to eat.

It is very bad behavior to waste food.

At night, he sits cross-legged on the sofa in the lobby on the first floor to draw a section of the library, while a preliminary three-dimensional architectural drawing is slowly turning on the MBP computer screen beside him.Song Jianian was very focused when drawing the picture. The housekeeper put a glass of milk on the tea table in front of him, but he didn't even notice.

He had received emails from other people in the group before, and everyone discussed the distribution of architectural drawings in the group WeChat group.It's surprising that Li Kai and Wang Li didn't sneer at each other this time, but did a heavy job.

Song Jianian drew for two hours in a row, during which time he kept revising and revising, but he was not satisfied at all.The QQ avatar in the lower right corner of the computer suddenly flashed a pop-up message prompt, Song Jianian clicked on it, and it turned out that Xie Shanshan sent him the completed floor plan and building red line diagram.Added a cheer and a smiley face to the tail.

It's time to work hard, the battle has just begun.

Song Jianian took a deep breath and calmed down to start writing again, but the phone on the coffee table rang inappropriately.For a moment, Song Jianian suddenly felt angry.

He glanced at the caller ID, and his eyes changed again.Immediately took the mobile phone to the corner of the hall to answer the call.

A female voice that Song Jianian was very familiar with came from the phone. It was not a very pleasant voice, and she had a Southwestern accent in Mandarin.

"Hello, is that brother?"

"It's me, what's the matter with calling me suddenly?"

"Tomorrow is Sunday, you have time."

Song Jianian thought for a while and said, "Yes, what's the matter, is something wrong?"

"No, it's nothing, but my boyfriend wants to invite you to dinner. I have been with him for so long, and we are in the same place. You have never seen him. He keeps telling me that he wants to talk to you. "

"Well, I don't have anything to do tomorrow. I'll go find you. It's in the Shambhala outside your school, so you don't have to drive around."

"Well then, I'll tell him, don't you get stuck halfway through."

"No, when will I let your pigeons go." Song Jianian paused for a moment, his gaze fell through the glass window in front of him to the garden outside, and he said, "Meimei, the money I sent you a few days ago has been received." No? In the future, if you like any clothes and bags, you can tell me directly, and you don’t need to send it to you to talk about it.”

"No, I didn't upload the photo of the bag on purpose. It was a classmate in my class who was posting the bag. I thought it looked pretty, so I turned it around. Well, brother, I really don't mean anything else."

Song Jianian didn't know what it was like to hear the suddenly tense voice over there.

"Brother knows that you have nothing else to say. That's all right, don't think about it, anyway, your primary goal now is to concentrate on your studies. If you are short of money, please contact me. I have a friend whose younger brother is also in your school. If I have time, I will let you two acquaintance."

"What is there to know... Your friend, those rich people don't think highly of me, so I don't dare to climb up..." Song Mei's voice on the other end of the phone became smaller and smaller, a kind of cynical and envious hate the rich tone.Song Jianian couldn't help raising the decibel: "Mei Mei!"

"Humph……"

"Okay, I still have to draw pictures, so I won't talk to you anymore. I will arrive at your school at around nine o'clock tomorrow, and I will call you when the time comes."

"understood."

Song Jianian hung up the phone, stared at the phone screen for another two or three seconds, and then turned around to go back to the sofa.As soon as he turned his head, he saw Song Hanyu standing two steps behind him and staring at him, which made him shiver all over.

"How do you walk like a cat, and there is no sound at all."

Song Hanyu glanced at the mobile phone in his hand, and raised the coffee cup in his hand to his mouth.Only then did Song Jianian realize that he was down to make coffee.

"Calling your sister?"

"Ah."

"Are you asking for money again?"

"What do you mean?" Song Jianian suddenly raised his head to look at Song Hanyu, with hard anger in his eyes.Just remembering that every time Song Mei called in the past, it had something to do with money, and her anger turned into helplessness and lack of confidence.

Song Hanyu sneered, pointed at the milk on the tea table, "I warmed it up for you, drink it and go to bed." After speaking, he turned and left regardless of Song Jianian's reaction.

Song Jianian was immediately immersed in half annoyance and half joy, and shuffled back to the sofa to drink the glass of milk that was just right for his mouth.After drinking the milk, he sat down and wanted to draw another reading room, but the pencil in his hand kept turning and turning, but he couldn't draw the pen.Now he knew that he might not be able to draw anything tonight, so he came here.

A little frustrated, I put away my painting tools and drawing boards, closed my computer and went back to my room.

Okay, let's go to sleep, big things are not as big as sleeping, let him come when tomorrow is the end of the world, not to mention that it is far from the end of the world, just to meet someone, nothing to be afraid of.

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