I became popular after reuniting with my wealthy ex-boyfriend

It has to be said that if a person is tired and sleepy, his thinking ability will drop a lot.

For example, at this time, Song Yan's first reaction was why he wanted to take Tangyuan with him when he took custody of Tangyuan.

The second reaction was to understand what Sheng Yun meant.

He immediately stood up, looking shocked.

Sheng Yun looked at him, as if he felt amused by his ever-changing expression at this time, slightly hooked his lips, and said with a chuckle: "You have no choice."

Song Yan didn't know what the phrase "no choice" was referring to, he just looked at the light in Sheng Yun's eyes.

For a long time, he didn't see such a look in those deep eyes, which made him a little dazed.

It has to be said that after experiencing ups and downs, a person is tired and hungry at the same time, and the Debuff is full, he will make many puzzling actions.

For example, Song Yan was really sitting in the car heading to Sheng Yun's home right now.

It wasn't until halfway through the journey that Song Yan saw that the surrounding environment was getting more and more unfamiliar, so he realized more clearly what he was doing.

When rushing there from Nanzhou Airport before, Song Yan didn't pay attention to the surrounding scenery because he was too anxious. Now he looked at it leisurely, only to find that Sheng Yun's villa is actually quite remote, and people and cars can't get there. not much.

Generally speaking, it is normal for villas in wealthy areas to be built in remote suburbs, but this property in Shengyun is different, mostly because of the high-end and convenience that Xingxiang Group considers, and it even provides supporting facilities nearby. In addition to entertainment facilities, parks, private hospitals, playgrounds, etc. are all properties under the banner of Xingxiang.

It's also a bit shocking to think about it.

Song Yan looked at the fast-moving city lights and neon signs outside the car window, and every building had a clear logo of Xingxiang Group, which reminded him inexplicably of a sentence in Secondary School.

"I take Jiangshan as my hire!"

Song Yan had goose bumps all over his body, and his teeth shivered.

I really don't know what I'm thinking, have you read too many sand sculpture sentences recently?

Seeing that he was silent and didn't know what he was thinking, Sheng Yun thought it was him thinking about some irrelevant worries, so he said:

"Frankly, you're safest when you're with me."

Song Yan was still immersed in some sand sculpture situations and did not come out. Hearing this, he looked back at him and asked, "What?"

"If anyone takes your photo, once it is related to me, the photo will definitely be sent to me first." Sheng Yun was not quite sure about this, "then of course it is impossible for any photo to be sent out .”

Song Yan didn't speak, and he didn't doubt it.

Thinking of something else, Song Yan seemed to want to explain something, and said, "It's not because of this that I told you..."

I came home with you.

He didn't want to give Sheng Yun the impression that he was trying to figure out his background.

It wasn't originally, so what's the use of such a false name?

Sheng Yun didn't expect him to think so much, but he felt very docile in his heart.

After all, Song Yan no longer hides everything from himself, and thinks everything by himself, but is willing to explain, defend himself, and take the initiative to prevent the emergence of bad feelings that may affect his relationship.

It's really a big improvement.

Thinking of this, Sheng Yun said: "I don't think you think so, don't think too much."

After a pause, he added another sentence, and said slowly: "Of course, it's a good thing to be used by you, isn't it? It's better than being kicked out by you directly."

Song Yan: "..."

What a crime.

I don't know what switch Sheng Yun turned on to poke at those sensitive places.

Although it could be heard that he was joking, but hearing what he said, Song Yan still felt a slight tremor in his heart, as if he might have done something very wrong.

He leaned his head against the car window: "Oh."

Seeing his dejected look, Sheng Yun knew that he couldn't tease the cat any longer. If he really pissed off the cat, he had to coax it by himself, so he stopped talking.

The two didn't say anything else, and returned to the villa area quietly.

Although the villa area was quiet, there were occasional people passing by, and all of them lived in Sheng Yun's level, and it is estimated that there were many people who knew him.

Thinking of this level, Song Yan took the initiative to put on his hat and mask, not wanting to cause trouble.

He took off his hat when the car drove into the basement.

Entering the elevator from the basement, Sheng Yun pressed the fourth floor, Song Yan guessed that he was going back to the bedroom directly, and then realized that he hadn't brought anything with him.

"I... don't bring anything, how can I sleep?"

Sheng Yun said casually, "Use mine."

Song Yan pursed her lips. Toiletries are fine, but what about clothes?

"Where's the pajamas?"

Sheng Yun's tone was calm: "Yes, don't worry."

"Oh." Song Yan pondered for a while, then squinted at him, "You don't have small-sized pajamas at your house, do you?"

Sheng Yun smiled: "What?"

Song Yan turned his head away, a little angry: "I don't wear clothes prepared for others."

"what?"

Sheng Yun's expression was stagnant, and he didn't understand. It wasn't until the elevator reached the fourth floor that the two of them walked into the entrance and began to change their shoes. Then he slowly realized.

Song Yan bent over to change his shoes, Sheng Yun looked down at him, and rubbed the top of his head with a little effort:

"……what are you thinking?"

Song Yan hissed, straightened up and stared at him dissatisfied.

Sheng Yun frowned and let out a long breath of sulk, feeling that explanations were unnecessary:

"Apart from me and the housekeeping staff, you are the only one who has been to the fourth floor of this house. Do you understand? Can you stay here?"

After finishing speaking, Sheng Yun walked in alone.

Leaving Song Yan at the porch to translate this sentence with his brain that was not turning very much, it took a few seconds for him to understand.

Song Yan stood up and tidied up the changed shoes and coat, feeling a little hot at the base of his ears.

I'm also in a daze, why did I suddenly think of that aspect, and what's more terrible, why did I say it.

Act like you're jealous!She really cared if Sheng Yun had any other lovers in this year!

It's really over, the person he set up for himself collapsed overnight, Sheng Yun couldn't tell how proud he was.

With such a depressed mood, Song Yan came to the fourth floor of the villa.

On the whole floor, apart from the master bedroom suite, there is only one guest bedroom, coat closet and independent guest bathroom, and there is also a garden balcony facing south.

Song Yan walked straight to the guest bedroom, for fear that Sheng Yun's mind would get dizzy and let him live in the master bedroom.

The guest bedroom area is relatively small, but it is close to [-] square meters. In addition to the living room and bedroom, it also has a cloakroom and bathroom.

Although the decoration is exquisite, Song Yan can feel the cold atmosphere in the room, which means that no one has lived in it for a long time, and there is no popularity at all.

Sheng Yun's voice came from outside the door: "There are unopened toiletries in the bathroom, and pajamas in the cloakroom."

Song Yan turned his head and saw Sheng Yun leaning against the door. He had already taken off his coat and was only wearing a close-fitting shirt, looking at him with his arms folded.

Fortunately, he didn't say anything about asking himself to sleep with him in the master bedroom.

Song Yan nodded and replied, "Understood."

Sheng Yun also ordered a few more words: "There will be a chef to cook breakfast at six o'clock in the morning, and the housekeeper will clean up when you're not at home. In short, they usually won't see you. You don't need to get up early, just do whatever you want."

Song Yan continued to nod, not knowing what to say for a while, so he could only say, "Thank you."

It's like visiting someone's house as a guest.

When he actually arrived at Sheng Yun's house, Song Yan seemed to feel that his relationship with him was more delicate, which brought a little awkwardness.

Sheng Yun didn't particularly care about this spreading unfamiliarity. It was a big victory to bring this cat home, and we'll talk about it later.

Thinking of this, Sheng Yun felt quite comfortable in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, his plain eyes swayed on him, and finally he just whispered: "Good night."

Song Yan lowered his eyes: "Good night."

Sheng Yun left and closed the door for him when he left.

According to what he said, Song Yan first went to the cloakroom to find the pajamas. It turned out to be neatly folded clean clothes with a faint fragrance of laundry detergent.

There were brand new toiletries beside the sink in the bathroom. Song Yan took down a bottle and found that it was the same scent as the one used in the crew hotel.

It's the kind you like.

Song Yan stood there silently. He didn't know whether Sheng Yun's proposal to let him live here was a temporary idea, or whether he had prepared these things recently.

Or... from the beginning, it was prepared that I would live in it, so everything was clearly in line with my preferences.

He raised his head, and there were many familiar atmospheres in the unfamiliar bathroom, all related to himself.

But no matter what the possibility is, one thing is certain.

Sheng Yun seemed to have fully guessed that he would run to live in the guest bedroom, and even prepared his things in the guest bedroom.

Okay, he got it right again.

Inexplicably, from the moment he hurried to his house tonight, Song Yan felt that he had fallen into Sheng Yun's trap and couldn't escape.

If there is a reason, it can only be said that Sheng Yun's understanding of him is far beyond what he thought.

Song Yan was so tired that he couldn't open his eyes, and he had no time to worry about whether it was right or wrong for him to throw himself into a trap, so he quickly and simply washed up and went to bed.

This night he slept in a dark place, and when he woke up, Song Yan vaguely felt that he had dreamed a lot, but he couldn't remember it at all.

After recovering his physical strength, he changed into his coat, planning to go home to pack his things after dinner and then pick up the cat.

Coming to the restaurant downstairs, Song Yan went to Sheng Yun to watch the computer at the dining table with a cup of coffee in hand.

"Are you awake?" Hearing the footsteps behind him, Sheng Yun didn't turn his head, but said, "Breakfast is in the warmer."

Song Yan didn't say anything, and went straight to the kitchen.

He wasn't fully awake yet, a little sleepy, and it all felt a little unreal.

It was like going back to a year ago, when Sheng Yun had already prepared breakfast for himself to eat after waking up.

The only difference is that when they slept together, Sheng Yun would come to his bedside to wake him up in the morning.

But even if it's just like this now, it seems that he suddenly lost the reason for slumping in bed all day without eating or drinking and the desire to fall down.

Before taking a few steps, there was a loud bang, followed by the sound of fine footsteps.

The voice was so familiar, Song Yan immediately stood still, watching Tang Yuan running over shaking his head.

Song Yan: "..."

He was momentarily confused, and turned to look at Sheng Yun's back.

Sheng Yun seemed to know what he wanted to ask, and said without waiting for him to ask: "I picked it up, no one else went in, don't worry."

"I also packed some supplies for the glutinous rice balls and some of your things. Don't bring clothes and daily necessities. I've made an appointment with someone to come and buy things for you today."

Sheng Yun stood up, picked up the coffee and walked over, said lightly, "If you feel that there is something missing, you can bring it here slowly. You don't need to be in a hurry today. You should have a live broadcast in the afternoon. Weibo has already warmed up the topic .”

Sheng Yun said so much in one breath, and Song Yan was fooled.

"You..." Song Yan popped out a word, and didn't know what to say, "You..."

Sheng Yun took a sip of coffee and cleared his throat: "Speaking of which, you didn't change the gate password."

Song Yan: "..."

Yes, that's what I wanted to say.

Sheng Yun hooked the corners of his lips: "This is not very safe."

Song Yan: "..."

forget it!Isn't insecurity brought by you too!

He really hadn't changed it, had thought of it by chance before, but didn't do it.

Apart from being too lazy to change, he didn't want to admit that maybe he hoped to see Sheng Yun appear in that house again one day.

Song Yan changed the subject: "Where are the things?"

Sheng Yun took him to see, Song Yan looked at the things in the two suitcases on the ground, almost all of them were rewound, and they were basically things that he couldn't live without, while clothes, kitchen utensils and small appliances that could be replaced were all ignored up.

Song Yan pressed the center of his eyebrows, what is this, the right to privacy has been completely trampled on!

But what's more embarrassing is that Sheng Yun has seen everything in front of him.

His own life has always been seen in front of him like a transparent person, without any secrets.

Sheng Yun stood aside and watched Song Yan choose his things, silent.

It was also when he was sorting out things for Song Yan today that he realized that even though it had been a year since they broke up, he still knew Song Yan's living habits very well.

The man hasn't changed at all.

He is very clear about where to put everything he cherishes and which one he is unwilling to give up.

But even so, Sheng Yun still felt that there was a layer of fog covering Song Yan's body now, and he couldn't see clearly.

Sheng Yun always thought that from the moment Song Yan decided to break up, he didn't understand him, and until now, he couldn't get rid of the fog.

But now I feel that maybe it was earlier, but I never noticed it.

Came to Tangyuan's exclusive room, walked in and took a look, Song Yan found that this sun room with huge floor-to-ceiling windows had been completely turned into a cat paradise. In addition to the newly purchased climbing frame and various utensils, Tangyuan's favorite toys and mats I also brought it here.

Song Yan was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice, "You must have prepared this a long time in advance."

Sheng Yun was noncommittal and did not answer his question.

Tangyuan obviously likes this place very much. The sun shines in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, which is warm and bright. There is only a slit in the cat's pupils facing the sun, and the tail is raised high, showing that she is in a crazy mood.

Song Yan stood a few steps behind Tang Yuan and didn't look back until Sheng Yun stood behind him.

Quietly, maybe everyone is watching Tangyuan stretching, running up and down and fluffy.

Since there was no need to pack up, Song Yan took his suitcase and went back to the room to prepare for the live broadcast in the afternoon.

Sheng Yun didn't come to him again, but left for the company after a while.

After about a week, Song Yan didn't meet him again. They were busy with work during the day and had nothing to say, but Sheng Yun stayed away all night.

The first and second days were fine, and it was understandable that I was too busy at work and needed to work overtime.

On the fourth and fifth days, Song Yan felt something was wrong.

Can you be so busy that you don't go home for a week?Where did you sleep if you didn't go home all day?

Even more extreme, Song Yan couldn't help thinking wildly, whose bed did he sleep in?

When he first moved into Sheng Yun's house, Song Yan convinced himself that he and Sheng Yun were roommates and took care of the cat together.

But now, he feels more and more that after he was brought into his house, he was left alone...

Forget it, he didn't want to admit that word yet.

Every time he came home late at night and found that Sheng Yun was not there, he would feel a sense of loss and anger for no reason. Several times he wanted to send a text message to Sheng Yun asking where he lived, but he didn't send it because of his pride.

After a week, Song Yan's depression reached another level.

He remembered that he confessed his mother's stage name to Sheng Yun that night.

After being delayed by Sheng Jing's affairs, Song Yan originally thought that Sheng Yun would find another time to talk to him, but he never waited. Not only did he not wait, he just didn't come back.

This made him feel like he was hanging, unable to get up or down.

Staying alone, the more I thought about it, the more I began to regret that I confessed to Sheng Yun the secret I dared not reveal to others, and also regretted why I moved in to take the humiliation.

During the daytime on the weekend, Song Yan officially announced an endorsement. This is the first full-line brand ambassador title he has obtained since his debut. An Yuan was excited about this for a long time. There will be a lot of troublesome work.

Sure enough, he was invited to a fashion reception that night, which was sponsored by the brand he was endorsing.

Every time he goes to this kind of reception, Song Yan can make mental preparations a whole day in advance.

"Oh, why are you so nervous?" An Yuan was watching over him while he was doing makeup, and comforted him, "You are the one who has a big drama on the air now, what are you afraid of? How many people are rushing to get in touch with you It's too late."

Song Yan closed his eyes and rested his mind, noncommittal.

An Yuan coughed dryly and stopped talking.

Recently, she just found out that Song Yan moved to Sheng Yun's house, and she was full of doubts, and she didn't even have time to ask.

But after thinking about it, I feel that no one knows about this now, and I am afraid that I know their shocking secret.

But I can't know more, or I might be silenced.

An Yuan knew that she knew Song Yan, but she didn't have the confidence to figure out Sheng Yun's temper, especially after knowing that she had offended Sheng Yun because of that "no way"...

She wished she could hide away with Sheng Yun even more.

Most of the people attending this reception were people in the fashion circle, and a small number of celebrities and entertainers who were related to cafes did not attract much attention from the outside world, and it was a social occasion within the circle.

Although it is not public, but because the organizers are a few high-end luxury brands, there are many people who come, and many people cannot attend the meeting because they cannot meet the participation threshold.

After Song Yan entered the arena, he originally planned to find a place to hibernate for a while, but was stopped by a familiar voice.

Zhou Chun wore a long floral dress, walked towards him with the hem of the skirt, and said with a smile, "Teacher Song, you are here too."

Seeing a familiar person, Song Yan let down his guard a little: "Well, the brand invited you."

Zhou Chun smiled and said, "Me too. I was watching it just now, and I didn't even know you well, so I saw you."

Song Yan didn't have any contact with her after he finished his youth. The relationship was at most the degree of acquaintance, but there was a little more familiarity in this place where there were all strangers, so we chatted about some topics casually.

"I didn't even have time to say a few words to you at the finale banquet. At that time, you..." Zhou Chun lowered his voice suddenly in the middle of speaking, and went to Song Yan's side, "Ah, Mr. Sheng is also here!"

Song Yan's plain expression changed when he heard the name, and he had to react for a few seconds before turning around and looking over.

As expected, I really saw Sheng Yun in the crowd's pursuit.

He was wearing a bright suit tonight, which looked more casual than usual, and seemed to be tailored to fit the theme of the reception.

Song Yan had to admit that the moment he saw his face, he immediately felt that the other celebrities and entertainers present were a bit bleak.

Zhou Chun pursed his lips, and secretly laughed, "Mr. Sheng seems like a big star."

Song Yan nodded slightly, his eyes still resting on Sheng Yun.

After being neglected for a week, Song Yan was vaguely pleased at first when he saw this person, and then unhappy.

Looking forward to meeting him?of course not.

When I see him, I just want to ignore him, or quarrel, or beat him up.

Ask him why he doesn't come home all night, whether he is like this usually, and what he has been doing.

Zhou Chun was still muttering something, but he didn't listen, and kept his gaze fixed until Sheng Yun's gaze suddenly turned, passed through the crowd, and met his gaze.

Song Yan: "..."

Oops, patronizing Sheng Yun talking to others and thinking that he wouldn't notice him, staring at him a bit too recklessly.

It is estimated that there are knives in the eyes.

Song Yan immediately turned his gaze away, and said bluntly to Zhou Chun: "Yes, you are right."

Zhou Chun, who didn't say anything just now, was confused: "Huh?"

Song Yan's ears felt hot, he touched his nose and said, "It's nothing."

A waiter passed by with a fruit plate. Song Yan saw blueberries he liked and was about to reach for a plate. Zhou Chun suddenly touched his arm and called him, and the movement stopped.

Zhou Chun suggested: "Why don't we go say hello to Mr. Sheng too!"

Song Yan watched the bright blueberries go away, and said listlessly: "...it's over."

Although Zhou Chun was one or two years younger than Song Yan, but he was born as a child star, so he knew a lot about the world in these circles. He knew that with an identity like Sheng Yun's, it would be best if he had the opportunity to show his face more.

Zhou Chun "tsk tsk" twice, teaching Song Yan earnestly:

"When we participated in the play, we established a relationship with Mr. Sheng, but after all, we are still too far away from such a big man, so if we don't take the initiative to maintain this relationship, it will be easy to break it completely. It's a waste of time."

Song Yan was at a loss for words for a while: "Maintenance..."

Zhou Chun nodded: "That's right, it doesn't matter whether we let him remember us or let others think that we have a good relationship with him. Don't forget what he has under his hands, Xingxiang Media! The resources leaked from his fingers are enough to make us famous for a while .”

Song Yan: "..."

Completely speechless.

But there was no need for him to say anything, Zhou Chun took his hand and walked over there without allowing him to refuse.

There were quite a lot of people around Sheng Yun, and Zhou Chun was very good at exchanging greetings before others.

Song Yan listened from the side, and heard the person talking to Sheng Yun say something like "It's rare for you to come here, I really didn't expect it, the hospitality is not good", Sheng Yun responded politely, naturally accepted the flattery.

Gee.

You really deserve to be the young master.

Song Yan watched coldly from the side, feeling a little bit unbearable.

Zhou Chun made some manipulations, and finally pulled him to the inner circle calmly.

Song Yan has 1 people who are reluctant, and there are already enough people who have toasted Sheng Yun, do you still need him to participate?

Sheng Yun turned his eyes and landed on Zhou Chun who was talking to him. At the same time, he also glanced at Song Yan beside her seemingly unintentionally.

With a proud and alienated smile, Sheng Yun accepted Zhou Chun's toast, then looked at Song Yan, smiled faintly and remained silent.

Zhou Chun touched Song Yan's waist with his elbow, motioning for him to speak.

Song Yan: "..."

Song Yan raised his eyes and felt that Sheng Yun's face was full of leisure.

Ah.

on purpose.

Song Yan was holding back his anger, Zhou Chun was still urging him kindly, and there were still people around, so he could only swallow the humiliation, picked up the wine glass and looked away, whispered: "Respect."

Sheng Yun raised his eyebrows.

But it was really perfunctory, and he almost threw the wine glass in his face fiercely.

Zhou Chun also noticed that his attitude was not right, so he immediately became nervous, and wanted to say something to smooth things over, but he saw that Sheng Yun was not only not angry, but also smiled lightly, touched Song Yan's with his own cup, and moved It's like teasing a child.

Sheng Yun had a deep meaning: "Long time no see."

Song Yan gritted his back teeth.

You know how long time no see?

He raised his eyelids and glanced at Sheng Yun coolly, not bothering to talk much.

Sheng Yun turned around and said to the people around him, "Mr. Zhang, let's go over there."

Song Yan stood where he was, and Sheng Yun passed in front of him without even looking at him.

Just passing by, almost when they were about to separate, Song Yan suddenly noticed that the palm of his left hand was touched lightly, and something cool was stuffed into his hand.

His body froze and he didn't move. He didn't raise his hand slowly until everyone left and no one noticed him.

In the palm of her hand, there is a round and bright blueberry.

Song Yan only glanced at it, then his heart skipped a beat. He immediately grabbed the blueberries and looked around carefully to make sure that no one was paying attention to him. Zhou Chun was also changing wine on the waiter's tray, so he hurriedly put his hands behind his back. Pick up the phone with the right hand.

Wechat has a message from Sheng Yun, the time is "just now".

[You can watch me if you want, why do you look like you want to eat me? 】

Song Yan: "..."

Whether it's the blueberry in the palm of his hand or this wechat, it can prove that Sheng Yun has been paying attention to his every move.

Don't forget to tease yourself with blueberries.

What a shame!

Song Yan gritted his teeth and began to think about how to refute him. For example, if you think too much, am I looking at the actor next to you, or am I just in a daze?

Before he could come to a conclusion, Sheng Yun sent another text message.

[Okay, don't be angry.It was my fault that I was too busy last week. Remember to wait for me after the reception tonight and go home together. 】

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