I became popular after reuniting with my wealthy ex-boyfriend

When Song Yan woke up, he felt a jack on his chest.

This caused him to drag a big iron block for a full five kilometers in his dream, and when he was almost exhausted and completely out of breath, he took a sharp breath of cold air, and the carp sat up straight.

"Meow~"

Tangyuan was disturbed by him in his dream, and jumped from his chest to the side.

Song Yan: "...Can you not sleep on my chest?"

As soon as he spoke, he was startled by his hoarse voice.

His temples were also throbbing and painful, and a thin layer of sweat oozed from his forehead.

He turned over and got out of bed and went to the bar, poured a glass of cold water and poured it down, suppressing the burning heat in his chest.

The feeling of being hungover is really bad.

He knew that he was not good at drinking, so he controlled the amount when he drank last night, but he ignored the problem that the alcohol might have too much stamina.

All his memories of last night were in the second half of the dinner, when Zhao Chi recommended a certain signature dessert from that private chef to everyone.

After that, I can't remember clearly, let alone how I got back.

After Song Yan finished drinking the water, he put down his glass and glanced at the trash can beside the bar from the corner of his eye.

There is a discarded disposable cup on top.

Usually he doesn't use disposable cups at home, and when An Yuan comes, he will use a porcelain cup specially reserved for her.

Who will come to his house?

"Ding Dong"

The doorbell rang, interrupting his train of thought.

Song Yan went to open the door first, and saw a young man outside the door, holding a cardboard box in his hand.

"Hello." The young man put down the cardboard box in a businesslike manner, "President Sheng asked me to bring it to you."

Song Yan looked at the box suspiciously, then bent over to open it and took a look: "He asked you to deliver..."

A box full of canned and freeze-dried cat food.

Song Yan's movements froze, and he couldn't figure out where he was singing.

He straightened up and confirmed to the young man in a suit and leather shoes opposite him: "You are Mr. Sheng's..."

The young man spoke cleanly and said with a smile: "I am Mr. Sheng's junior assistant. I bought these. According to Mr. Sheng's requirements, they are all imported cat cans and freeze-dried with the best reputation."

Song Yan: "..."

He took another look at the boxes, and sure enough, they were all well-known imported brands.

They are also the brands that glutinous rice balls used to like to eat.

For more than a year, his work has been completely stagnant. Not only can he not make any money, but he has also incurred a lot of equipment costs and audition transportation costs. Not only does he have to live in a tight budget, but even the ration of the cat girl can only be downgraded. .

The glutinous rice balls also seemed to know that the delicious food that could improve life was delivered, so they ran over erratically, rubbing enthusiastically on the box, marking it as their own.

"Since it has been delivered, my task is complete, and I will take my leave first."

The young man left in a hurry, Song Yan could only yell, but didn't stop.

After closing the door, he called Sheng Yun.

Sheng Yun answered very quickly, and answered casually: "Huh?"

Song Yan took a deep breath, suppressing the faint displeasure in his heart: "What do you mean?"

The other end paused, and then said: "What do you mean?"

Song Yan pursed her lips: "I can raise my cat myself, I don't need you..."

patronage, or sympathy.

He wasn't sure if Sheng Yun knew that he couldn't afford these brands due to financial difficulties, but he felt that he probably knew.

Otherwise, what to do with these things.

"Your cat?" Sheng Yun repeated, with a raised but heavy tone.

Song Yan lowered his head, with embarrassment in his eyes: "She won't eat badly now, I will find a way..."

He couldn't go on.

He now feels that the voice-over of the bitter bgm should sound around him.

Sheng Yun interrupted him with a click of his tongue, and chuckled lightly:

"Didn't you ask me to give it?"

Song Yan: "..."

what with what?

Sheng Yun said word by word: "You said, if you see a cat, you have to pay child support."

"In order to express my sincerity, I specially purchased these rations." Sheng Yun changed the subject and said half-jokingly, "Of course, if you insist on asking for child support, I can also change it to transfer payment..."

The bitter bgm in my ears stopped abruptly.

Song Yan was dazed for a while, and then the base of his ears turned red instantly.

Now he knew what happened to the disposable paper cup in the trash can by the bar.

"Sorry, I drank too much last night, and what I said doesn't count." Song Yan's tone became unstable, and he said bluntly, "I will transfer this box of food to you at the original price, and it will cause you trouble. "

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone abruptly.

Help.

Can it disappear from this earth immediately? ? ?

Song Yan struggled desperately to open the monitoring app on his mobile phone. He usually used it to watch cats when he went out to work. He never thought that one day he would use it to watch himself.

Recalling last night's surveillance video, his face became more and more ugly, before he had time to finish watching, he threw his phone away, ran into the bedroom and fell face down into the pillow.

Not only did he bring Sheng Yun home, but he also brought a pair of disposable slippers.

He also poured him a cup of hot water with a disposable water cup.

Attentive, gentle and friendly.

It's hard to imagine that after drinking a piece of wine by myself, I can still complete the entire hospitality process with such courtesy.

Usually, no guests come to the house at all!

And he didn't even recognize who was serving the guests!

He only saw that he stopped after he picked up the cat from Sheng Yun's hand, and didn't watch the following videos.

For example, how did Sheng Yun leave in the end, what did he do before he left, how did he ask for child support, etc.

He didn't dare to watch it, he was afraid that he would want to say goodbye to this world after watching it.

The WeChat ringer rang, and Song Yan was still face down in the pillow, groping for the phone with both hands, and pressed to answer.

"Brother?" Song Zhian's excited voice came, "Are you awake?"

"Yeah." Song Yan agreed listlessly, "What's wrong?"

"Ms. Zhao invited me to join Orens last night, but I declined." Song Zhian's voice was soft and light, but firm, "I still don't want to give up my personal brand."

Song Yan turned over and looked at the ceiling: "It's pretty good."

He knew that this younger brother was very similar to himself in many ways.

For example, the tenacity hidden in the depths that no one can see, and some incomprehensible stubbornness.

"But Mr. Zhao said he is willing to cooperate with me!" Song Zhian said happily, "We chatted all night, and finally someone can understand my design ideas!"

Song Yan smiled, the young man's voice was very contagious, and it lifted his mood a little.

The boy hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "Brother, can't you tell mom about this?"

Song Yan was silent for two seconds: "Have you contacted her recently?"

"No." Song Zhi'an said, "It seems that Dad... Uncle has something to do. Everyone seems to be in a bad mood, so I didn't dare to contact him."

"Well." Song Yan said lightly, "Let's talk about it. Their side is about the capital chain, you don't want to get involved, unless..."

He paused, and continued: "Forget it. Has Mr. Zhao talked with you about the specific cooperation plan?"

Song Zhian gave an overview of the situation, Song Yan said a few words of encouragement, and hung up the phone.

Song Yan turned over and buried his face in the pillow.

Zhao Chi's appreciation for his younger brother was something he expected. If it wasn't in the plan, he wouldn't have drunk on impulse last night.

But the problem is.

After drinking, he took his ex-boyfriend back home, performed some unreasonable behaviors, and claimed that he wanted child support...

This is completely unexpected.

Zhao Chi got a thousand-mile horse, Song Zhian found Bole, Tang Yuan got delicious food, and Sheng Yun met the cat girl whom he hadn't seen for many years.

Well, only his own wounded world reached.

The sound of paws being pulled came from the living room. Song Yan dragged his heavy body out of bed and saw Tang Yuan was seriously grabbing a cardboard box, trying to freeze-dry a bag.

"Okay, okay, don't grab it, I'll get it for you." Song Yan bent down and took out a can of its favorite turkey flavor, "I can't walk when I see something to eat."

Digging out half of the can and putting it into its cat bowl, Song Yan sighed softly as he looked at the back of Yuan Dundun, who was lying on the side of the bowl and buried himself in eating glutinous rice balls.

"Do you want to be with your father more now..."

His voice paused.

In the past, the two of them raised cats, and Sheng Yun asked Tang Yuan to call him his father and Song Yan's father.

After breaking up, Song Yan never mentioned Sheng Yun to him again.

He thought for a while, then changed his words: "Want to live with your uncle more?"

Since Sheng Yun is older than himself, it is obviously more appropriate to call him uncle.

Song Yan thought about it, and laughed out loud, thinking that if Sheng Yun heard this name, his irritable expression would be very funny.

After a while, the smile on his lips disappeared.

He blinked slightly, lowering his gaze.

The whole room was extremely quiet, except for the sound of chewing glutinous rice balls.

Song Yan stood up and put the remaining half of the can into the refrigerator.

There are still many more in the box, so he picked them out one by one, recorded the number, taste, brand and production date in the memo on his mobile phone, and put them in the grain cabinet dedicated to glutinous rice balls.

After tidying up, the originally relatively empty cabinets were filled to the brim, and there were even several bags of dry food that had nowhere to put them, so they had to be temporarily placed in another cabinet.

There are so many things that it is really troublesome to calculate the price.

What's more, Sheng Yun would never accept it.

Forget it.

Song Yan pressed his aching temple, and wait until he finds a solution.

Back in the living room, the glutinous rice balls were full, and they fell asleep in the nest on all fours.

Song Yan picked up his phone, took a photo of it as usual, and sent it to Moments.

It was night, and the production team finally finalized the time and process of the opening ceremony, and the meeting broke up in the early morning.

"I'm afraid your proposal will cause a big shock." Lu Jin yawned and said to Sheng Yun, "Is it really necessary?"

Sheng Yun pressed the center of his eyebrows: "I still say the same thing, is there anything wrong?"

Lu Jin sighed: "There is no one before, and there will be no one after."

Sheng Yun was noncommittal: "There will be no loss, and it's not us."

Lu Jin said: "Brother Sheng, I really admire you, you are so crazy."

After he finished speaking, he brushed up Moments and laughed out loud: "To be honest, Mr. Song's cat is so cute."

Sheng Yun paused, and slowly shifted his gaze: "Where did you see it?"

Lu Jin pointed to the phone screen: "Moments."

Sheng Yun looked at his mobile phone interface in silence, then turned his head coldly: "Oh, I never look at Moments."

Lu Jin didn't say anything, he knew that Sheng Yun was not interested in social platforms, so he didn't say anything, he was immersed in admiring the cuteness of the glutinous rice balls and couldn't help himself.

Sheng Yun's peripheral vision was always occupied by the furry ball, and he took out his phone after a while.

It seemed he was just checking email, but he opened WeChat.

After adding friends, he never clicked on Song Yan's circle of friends.

He would never do such a thing as rape in the circle of friends of his ex.

This is a matter of dignity.

but……

He just wanted to see the glutinous rice balls.

The list of rations sent to Tangyuan this morning was written by himself.

After a year, he still remembers the canned taste and eating habits of glutinous rice balls.

Although they broke up, his concern for the cat girl has not diminished. This does not mean that he still cares about that ruthless ex.

After convincing himself, he calmly entered Song Yan's circle of friends.

……

A horizontal bar.

A blank.

Sheng Yun squinted his eyes, turned off the screen of the phone suddenly, and threw it on the table.

The author has something to say:

Isn't it reasonable to shield the baby from his uncle (bai)?