I became popular after reuniting with my wealthy ex-boyfriend

Song Yan: "..."

He half-closed his eyes, his expression was very indifferent, silently stretching out his hand was a serious gesture to push Sheng Yun away.

Sure enough, one cannot expect that there is anything related to innocence in this man's head.

The emotion that Song Yan felt from the bottom of his heart when he learned the source of the ring just now disappeared without a trace, and the wise saying "Men are animals that think from the lower body" circulated crazily in his mind.

Oh, except himself.

Sheng Yun didn't understand why the people under him suddenly looked indifferent, and looked at him with eyes that looked like they were mentally retarded.

Although Song Yan was determined to push him away, Sheng Yun didn't follow the trend and stood up, but asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

Sheng Yun thought about it for a while, and thought of a possibility that he thought was unlikely.

As soon as he loosened his strength, he gave Song Yan a chance, and pushed him away with a little force.

Song Yan got up from the bed: "I'm going to take a bath."

He had just taken two steps when he heard Sheng Yun hesitantly say: "You..."

Song Yan stopped walking when he heard this, and turned to look at him: "?"

Seeing that Sheng Yun only uttered a word and then fell silent, Song Yan followed his gaze and found that he seemed to be looking at his lower body.

Song Yan became alert immediately, and took two steps back: "What are you doing?"

Seeing his obviously repulsive reaction, Sheng Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, and the guess in his mind seemed to be more convincing.

Song Yan didn't know why, and found that Sheng Yun's face became a little complicated, as if many emotions were intertwined, and overall, he seemed a little guilty.

This made him a little flustered.

No way, this young master actually knew that he was too ridiculous last night, and started to blame himself.

Because this situation is so rare, Song Yan felt a little uncomfortable, and even began to reflect on whether he was a little too old-fashioned and too moody.

He touched his nose and said unnaturally: "That...but..."

When the words came to his lips, his shame made him really unable to say anything to comment on that kind of thing, he murmured for a long time, and said in his heart: "It's still pretty good."

After saying this, Song Yan didn't dare to look at Sheng Yun's face for a long time, and only after a while did he hear him say: "Go take a bath."

Song Yan was startled, looked up at him, and saw that his expression seemed to be even more out of place, even a little pretending to be relaxed.

Song Yan couldn't figure it out, and his own shame made him not want to continue this topic, so he nodded and hurriedly ran into the bathroom.

After taking a hot bath, Song Yan only felt that the soreness all over his body was much better.

He felt like he could do it again.

However, because he didn't want to feel the torture of today again tomorrow, reason eventually prevailed.

He wrapped himself tightly in pajamas before walking out of the bathroom.

Surprisingly, Sheng Yun sat back and faced the computer.

Are you so busy at work?

Song Yan calmed down a little so as not to disturb him.

Judging from the atmosphere he felt when he went to the Xingxiang Group tonight, Sheng Yun's official announcement of his relationship with him probably did not shake his position in the company.Obviously, in this huge group company, what really made him gain a foothold was the proportion of capital and business skills he controlled, and the things about his private life were at most people's gossip behind his back.

Unlike Song Yan, Sheng Yun obviously didn't care how others gossip.

Of course Song Yan knew that such an attitude was the best, but his childhood experience made him subconsciously afraid of being looked at in a different way, but he has tried his best to correct it.

Song Yan lay half down on the bed, Sheng Yun stood up and walked out with the laptop in his hand: "Go to bed early, I'll go to the study to do some work."

Song Yan paused and said unexpectedly, "Huh?"

Sheng Yun didn't explain much, and by the time Song Yan realized it, he had already left the bedroom and closed the door.

Song Yan lay on the bed, supported his upper body with his arms, and fell into deep thought.

At this moment, he felt that he had deliberately adjusted the collar of his pajamas, which was purely sentimental.

Sheng Yun didn't mean that at all.

After realizing this, Song Yan found a trace of loss in his heart.

Although the emotion was small, he still felt it.

Song Yan felt speechless for himself.

He was not in the mood to play with his mobile phone anymore, the room was alone, it seemed empty and eerily quiet.

He got into the quilt backwards, the soft mattress seamlessly fit every curve of his body, and he felt drowsy, and he soon lost consciousness.

The next day, Song Yan woke up very early.

He tilted his head and saw Sheng Yun sleeping beside him.

The state when he just woke up was very delicate, like soft cotton, so he couldn't help leaning against Sheng Yun.

Sheng Yun moved slightly, but before he fully woke up, he tilted his head in a daze, and pressed his chin on Song Yan's forehead.

Song Yan buried her head in the hollow of his shoulder and rubbed her legs unconsciously on his.

After sleeping in a daze for a few more minutes, Song Yan blinked his sleepy eyes, not knowing that the wrong tendon in his brain was driving him, so he groped and stretched his hand down.

After arriving at the destination, he felt the high spirits characteristic of the early morning, and subconsciously wanted to catch the morning light.

Suddenly, Sheng Yun bent his legs quickly.

Song Yan's hand was blocked by the block, which made him wake up immediately, before realizing what he was doing, his face was half hot.

He quickly turned over and was half a meter away from Sheng Yun, his eyes wide open in shock.

Song Yan didn't realize what he was doing for a long time, but Sheng Yun lifted his upper body to look at the mobile phone beside the bed, and said in a hoarse voice, "06:30, so early."

"Sorry..." Song Yan cleared his throat to cover up his embarrassment, and quickly changed the subject, "I have work in the morning, so I woke up early on purpose."

Okay, I don’t even make drafts for lying.

Sheng Yun turned his back on him and didn't look at him, and gave a low "um" in a deep voice, unable to detect any emotion.

Song Yan wasn't sure if Sheng Yun just woke up just because he didn't know what he did, or if he was trying to push him away on purpose.

I hope it is the former.

He got up and got out of bed, and said repeatedly: "Go to sleep again, I'm ready to go now."

Sheng Yun didn't do what he said, but insisted on getting up to eat with him and sending him out sooner or later.

Until Song Yan went out, there was nothing unusual, the only difference was that Sheng Yun had never been less than half a meter away from him all morning.

Not even physical contact.

Song Yan couldn't figure this out, so he had to force himself to focus on his work.

Today, I want to shoot a few advertisement pictures for a big brand that has just signed an endorsement. The brand side is very demanding. Song Yan's team has also made sufficient preparations. It took more than eight hours to finish all the pictures.

When the work was done, it was almost five o'clock in the afternoon.

Song Yan loosened his muscles wearily, and An Yuan accompanied him to the car, and heaved a sigh of relief: "It can be considered that we can go back."

Song Yan closed his eyes and said weakly: "It's not over yet."

An Yuan: "Huh?"

He glanced at WeChat: "I still have to go to the Hongmen Banquet."

Eat with the Song family.

Lu Zhinan called him this afternoon and said that Song Jianye's family wanted to invite them to dinner tonight.

Song Yan knew very well that eating a meal was fake, but talking about divorce was real.

After Lu Zhinan filed for divorce, the Song family never gave a clear answer.Song Yan heard that they wanted to have a meal together, and vaguely felt that the marriage should be divorced soon.

Probably the Song family came up with some bargaining chips.

After explaining to An Yuan, she was a little worried: "Should I tell Director Sheng?"

Song Yan originally wanted to nod, but suddenly hesitated.

He looked out the window, closed his eyes listlessly: "Forget it, don't tell him."

An Yuan was a little surprised: "Why?... What's wrong with you?"

Song Yan didn't say anything, he knew he should tell Sheng Yun, but...

He opened his eyes and turned to look at An Yuan: "I don't understand something."

An Yuan: "?"

Song Yan: "..."

Can't speak.

Could it be that Sheng Yun has been avoiding him ever since he slept with him, refusing to take a step closer?

Saying this, An Yuan will scold the scumbag if Liu Mei is upside down.

Song Yan didn't want Sheng Yun to become a "scumbag" again for the time being, so he closed his eyes and didn't speak.

An Yuan waited for him to speak but didn't get it. Originally, she wanted to ask more questions, but then she thought about it, after all, it's a matter between the young couple, and it's not good to ask too much by herself.

She thought about it, didn't say anything, but still secretly turned around, opened WeChat and sent Sheng Yun the address of the restaurant she was going to.

When Song Yan arrived at the place and saw which restaurant it was, he couldn't help laughing.

This is the place where the Song family used to go most often when they had dinner together during festivals.

At that time, Lu Zhinan was still the wife of the Song family, and he went there a few times when he was young, but later on he was no longer qualified and did not want to participate in the "family banquet".

Choose this place, either to sue for peace, or to break up, no matter what it is, it can be regarded as Song Jianye has calculated carefully.

In the lobby of the restaurant, Lu Zhinan sat in the rest area and waited. When he saw Song Yan coming in, he got up to greet him.

When Song Yan saw her, his expression moved a little, and he didn't know how to treat her for a while.

Ever since she cried and begged for forgiveness and promised to help him out of the quagmire, Song Yan found it difficult to find a suitable attitude to face her.

He can't forget what happened in the past so many years, and it's hard to forgive.But what happened now surprised him again. He didn't expect that she would bear everything as his mother.

In the end, he just twitched the corner of his mouth slightly and didn't say anything.

When Lu Zhinan came to him, his eyes lit up with satisfaction just by getting this very faint smile.

They walked into the restaurant, Lu Zhinan looked worried: "What do you think they are going to do?"

Song Yan shook his head: "I don't know, but it doesn't matter."

He was really looking forward to seeing what the Song family wanted to play with.

Entering the box, the Song family has already taken their seats inside.

The big round table, Song Jianye, Mrs. Song, and Song Heng all came.

Song Yan turned his gaze and found that these three people avoided the main seat and did not sit.

Seeing them coming in, the three of them were silent. Song Heng looked at Lu Zhinan who hadn't come home for several days with aggrieved eyes. The old lady didn't look at them at all. Song Jianye moved his lips, and finally said: "Sit down."

Needless to say, Song Yan has already sat down in the main seat, and Lu Zhinan was a little afraid to face the Song family, so he sat down silently leaning against Song Yan.

Song Jianye pressed the serving bell, and then said: "This is the place where we used to have family dinners. This time we have a meal here. It's a good get-together."

Song Yan raised his eyebrows and twitched the corners of his lips: "You're not right, I haven't attended your family banquet much."

Song Jianye was robbed for a while, his face was extremely ugly, and he said for a while: "Son, don't talk so badly, haven't you been raised by me since you grew up?"

Mrs. Song was so angry that she slapped the table: "White-eyed wolf!"

Song Yan stretched out his hand to play with the small teacup: "It's what you say."

Song Jianye blushed with anger and couldn't say anything. He knew what his family had done to Song Yan, and knew that playing the family or moral card in front of him would no longer work, so he cut straight to the point:

"Let me just say it. Divorce, I agree, but I have one condition."

Song Jianye took out a document and pushed it in front of Song Yan.

Song Yan looked down and found that it was a divorce agreement.

"Lu Zhinan has been in my house for so many years and has never earned a penny. I don't care about these things. I can consider giving her a house..."

Hearing this, Song Yan raised his hand, and Song Jianye stopped talking subconsciously. After he stopped, he realized how afraid he was of his stepson who had been stepped on by him, and became even more ashamed.

But ashamed as he was, he still didn't dare to open his mouth to steal Song Yan's conversation.

Song Yan smiled lightly, and said coldly:

"Please pay attention to your words and don't confuse black and white. My mother handles housework, bears children, and takes care of the elderly in your house. These can be converted into real gold and silver. How come you haven't earned a penny?"

"If you really want to say, when the Song family's company's capital chain broke, she used all her savings as an artist to save the company. If this account was exchanged for shares, at least half of the company would belong to her."

When this old story was told, not only Song Jianye, but also Mrs. Song's face turned pale.

Song Heng has been staring at Song Yan viciously from the sidelines. His expression was shocked when he heard the words. He looked at his grandma and then at his father: "He...is what he said true?? My mother used her own salary to fill the company's account?"

Song Jianye's mother and son trembled their lips, unable to speak a word.

Seeing this, Song Heng understood, widened his eyes and tremblingly said: "You lied to me... You also said that you look down on the dirty money earned by actors, and that my mother was tricked into the entertainment industry so she never made a penny. Said that you married her so that she would not starve to death!!"

The old lady Song comforted him with a crying voice, while Song Jianye sighed and told him to shut up, and he was in a mess for a while.

Song Yan sat on the side, took a sip of tea calmly, tilted his head, appreciating the farce caused by his words with satisfaction.

Lu Zhinan was tearful and murmured: "It's good to let him know, this child is really spoiled, and I don't know if telling him can make him understand..."

Song Yan and the others got bored watching the farce, and put the teacup heavily on the table, making a crisp sound.

The farce stopped immediately, only the sound of sobbing that Song Heng was trying to hold back was left.

Song Yan didn't speak, and looked through the divorce agreement in front of him.

When Song Yan saw one of them, Song Yan laughed, thinking that this one was true because it was so absurd that it made people find it funny.

"You need Xingxiang Group's investment of 3000 and [-] million yuan before you are willing to divorce?" Song Yan tapped that line with his index finger, almost puncturing the paper, and said coldly, "Who are you threatening? Me or the Sheng family? "

Song Jianye sneered: "You're offended by what you said. Now the Sheng family is also yours. How can this be called a threat? It's just that you repay my kindness to you, and you will never owe me anything from now on."

Song Yan didn't even bother to get angry anymore, he just couldn't laugh or cry: "Your kindness to me? 3000 and 200 million yuan? Is there [-] yuan?"

Song Jianye has a thick skin and is not afraid of people's words, which means that he has to ask for so much: "3000 two million, for your family, it is only 3000 two hundred yuan."

Song Yan understood that he really thought that the divorce was a bargaining chip that could be used to threaten him, and that's why he was so shameless.

He stood up, not intending to talk nonsense with him anymore, and said to Lu Zhinan: "Let's go, let them have a big spring and autumn dream."

Just two steps out, the box door opened.

Sheng Yun walked in leisurely, wearing a relatively everyday thin windbreaker:

Song Yan stood where he was, stunned.

Sheng Yun walked past him and patted him on the arm: "Aren't you hungry? Let's go after eating."

Seeing him coming in, Song Jianye stood up subconsciously, and then realized that he wanted something from him, so he sat down quickly, for fear of losing his momentum.

Sheng Yun naturally sat next to the main seat, Song Yan was caught off guard by this scene for a moment, so he had to sit back in the original seat in a daze.

Sheng Yun said casually: "I changed the dishes, I hope you don't mind."

As soon as the words fell, the waiter came in and served the food.

On one side were light and sweet dishes, which were ordered by Sheng Yun to be placed on Lu Zhinan and Song Yan's side, and some spicy and choking dishes were placed on the Song family's side.

Seeing this scene, Song Yan lowered his head and smiled slightly.

He once told Sheng Yun that he and Lu Zhinan don't eat spicy food, but the Song family loves it, so they have never had a smooth meal for so many years.

That part of the spicy dishes, almost all thick red oil and chili, smelled it and couldn't open my eyes.

Although the Song family prefers spicy food, they only like food with a moderate level of spiciness. This kind of food is clearly aimed at making people spicy, so they can't eat it at all.

Sheng Yun spread his hands: "Move your chopsticks."

Song Yan picked up the chopsticks, and after Sheng Yun came, his original vigilance disappeared without a trace, as if the meal was actually prepared by Sheng Yun instead of Song's family, and his appetite suddenly increased.

As he was eating, he saw that the Song family members took two mouthfuls as if they were going to die. It was almost so hot that their faces were flushed, and it probably caused a psychological shadow for a long time, and they didn't want to touch chili again.

In this gap, Sheng Yun glanced at the divorce agreement on the table.

Then he pushed the agreement back in front of Song Jianye: "I suggest you write a new one."

Song Jianye stared at his liver-colored face and remained motionless.

Sheng Yun seemed to suddenly think of something: "By the way, are you planning to invest in a new project recently? You have also found a partner, surnamed Qi, right? Coincidentally, he also asked for some financing from me."

Song Jianye's face suddenly became even more ugly. He originally thought that after cooperating with Mr. Qi and getting financing from Sheng Yun, the company could be revived, but he didn't expect that Mr. Lu was also under Sheng Yun's seat.

This is a glaring threat.

"Song Heng, right?" Sheng Yun looked at Song Heng, and said with a faint smile, "You want to apply for Professor Zhang's laboratory in University A? I also have some relationship with Professor Zhang, so I can tell you about it."

But it doesn't matter what to say.

Song Hengsheng was afraid that his studies would be dismissed by Sheng Yun's words, his lips trembled in fright, and he called Song Jianye repeatedly: "Dad...don't make trouble anymore..."

Song Yan was half full after eating, silently watching Sheng Yun grasp all the weaknesses of this family, and was amazed.

Why does he know better than himself how to deal with this family?I should be ashamed of myself.

After a meal, Song Yan felt comfortable all over.

Sheng Yun drove him home together, and said on the way: "Where does Aunt Lu live now? Do you want to pick her up and live with us?"

Song Yan shook his head: "No, she lives in my apartment now."

Sheng Yun: "Did you forgive her?"

Song Yan paused: "I don't know."

Sheng Yun smiled and said, "You don't have to force yourself to forgive her."

Song Yan turned to look at him in surprise: "I thought you would hope..."

Sheng Yun knew what he wanted to say and interrupted him: "I just want you to live comfortably, I won't force you to do anything, including whether you hate someone or love someone."

Song Yan remained silent, and turned to look out the car window.

The night was dark.

His eyes were a little hot, and he was thinking wildly for a while.

That being said, there is one thing that Sheng Yun must take care of.

For example, do you still love him?

Turning his mind to this, Song Yan remembered what had just been left behind.

It seems to have recovered today, and tonight...

If Sheng Yun still keeps away from him like these two days, then he really needs to think about what's going on.

He was afraid of something, so after returning to the villa, Sheng Yun asked him to wash up early and go to bed early, saying that he was going to the study to deal with work.

Song Yan agreed on the surface, but his heart beat wildly.

Not really.

Something is wrong.

He took a quick, absent-minded shower and fidgeted about the room.

Then he finally felt that he couldn't go on like this, so he went straight to the study.

The door wasn't locked, it was just ajar.

Song Yan pushed the door open and went in.

Sheng Yun was really facing the computer, and when he saw him coming in, he raised his eyes and said, "What's wrong?"

Song Yan stood by the door, his back stiffened.

What's wrong? ?

Although he was full of questions and wanted to ask, but when he really had to face him, Song Yan felt unable to speak again.

Shame did not allow him to ask such a question.

He wanted to say it was okay, but he was really unwilling to leave just like that, so he walked forward.

Seeing Song Yan approaching, Sheng Yun closed the computer in front of him.

This action made Song Yan's heart suddenly ring with alarm bells.

He came to Sheng Yun's side, his eyes flickered on the closed computer, and he pursed his lips: "What were you looking at just now?"

Sheng Yun's expression was unnatural for a moment: "What?"

Song Yan gradually felt a little wronged: "Is there anything you dare not let me see?"

Sheng Yun smiled: "It's about work."

Of course Song Yan didn't believe it, her thin lips were tightly pressed, her heart was beating like a drum, and she couldn't hold it back for a long time, and said loudly: "What about work? You didn't work the night before yesterday? You didn't torture me to death the night before, I just want to slow down. It’s just God, are you angry with me? If you have an opinion, just say it! Don’t play cold violence!”

He was very aggrieved, he used all the buzzwords that he usually saw when surfing the Internet, and after he finished speaking, he felt that he was speaking the truth without choosing what he said.

After hearing what he said, Sheng Yun was a little shocked.

Sheng Yun rarely felt a little embarrassed, and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

After all, it's really hard to say, do you think I'm inexperienced and have poor skills, so I'm uncomfortable.

Originally, he asked Gu Ling how to solve this problem, but this unreliable elder brother made fun of him for having no predecessor and no experience.

In the end, Gu Ling really sent him a document. After some inner struggle, Sheng Yun chose to accept the document.

Gu Ling: [Brother, the hardware condition comes first. This kind of software condition needs to be adjusted more. By the way, your hardware condition is not bad, right? 】

He was too lazy to answer such boring questions that didn't match the facts, so he directly chose to block.

Facing Song Yan's questioning at this time, Sheng Yun felt a little helpless.

"It's not...what's cold and violent, what are you thinking?" He tried to explain dumbfoundingly, and it took him a while to realize something, hesitating, "You mean...you couldn't stand it because of too many times...no Because I think I..."

The words were incoherent, and Song Yan had a half-knowledge, but he understood in general, so he interrupted: "Yes! What about you! What do you think of me, you are..."

Song Yan stared at Sheng Yun, and after a while, he realized what was going on, and shut his mouth suddenly.

The two looked at each other.

Silence is Cambridge tonight.

In just a few seconds, the emotions flowed back and forth several times, and finally the knot stuck between the two was opened.

This knot also belongs to the kind that is very nonsensical and very ironic.

A few seconds later, Sheng Yun stood up suddenly, bent down and hugged Song Yan in his arms.

Song Yan was taken aback, struggling hard: "...what are you doing??"

Sheng Yun didn't make a sound, the air pressure around his body dropped suddenly, which made Song Yan's heart beat like a drum.

Struggling to no avail, Song Yan was carried by him to the large desk and sat down. The coldness from the hard mahogany penetrated his clothes, seeping from the tailbone up the spine.

But the air heated up rapidly and was extremely dry and hot.

Sheng Yun pushed aside all the things that were in the way on the table in twos and twos, and leaned over to press down with an uncontrollable predatory desire.

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