Song Yuzhang

The giant ship entered the voyage, and the first-class cabin was in the belly of the ship, which was very stable. Song Yuzhang leaned against the window, admiring the sea scenery outside the window, pouring wine for himself contentedly.

Calculating the time, Fu Mian should wake up. He took all his clothes out and threw them away. The eldest young master has an arrogant temperament, and he probably won't be able to shamelessly call for help. He might still be naked in the inn right now. crying.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Song Yuzhang unbuttoned his close-fitting vest, and pulled out a thin piece of paper from the interlayer between the vest and shirt.

The paper was very old and yellow, with ink stains seeping through to the back of the paper, and the prescription that had been hidden for a hundred years exuded a decaying musty smell.

This is the lifeblood of the Fu family, the cornerstone of survival, and the secret recipe that Tang Jin dreams of.

Song Yuzhang didn't even look at it. He took out a match from his pocket and lit it with a "crack". The orange flame slowly licked the priceless secret recipe. After lighting the cigarette with the golden fire, Song Yuzhang shook his hand. Taking a deep breath, he gently flicked the ashes away from his fingertips.

Half a year ago, he fled to Anjin to avoid Nie Yinbing's pursuit. At that time, he was in a terrible panic. Except for a good face and a good suit of clothes, he was penniless. Fortunately, Tang Jin came to rescue him and brought him back. When he got home, he called himself Ye Zhuqing, and made up a story about a passing businessman being robbed by bandits. In today's chaotic world, such things are not uncommon.

An Jin was thousands of miles away from Jiangzhou, thinking that Nie Yinbing wouldn't be able to catch up to here in a while, so Song Yuzhang stayed at Tang Jin's home to cultivate with peace of mind.

He ate Tang Jin's food and used Tang Jin's food. After a long time, he became a little itchy and wanted to cheat Tang Jin's money.

Song Yuzhang felt very at ease about this poisonous snake's thought of repaying his kindness with revenge. He did that to Nie Yinbing back then, which made Nie Yinbing yell at him as a son of a bitch.

Song Yuzhang wasn't angry at all, because he was such a son of a bitch.

His mother was originally a Huadan in Zhilan Garden, named Xiao Yingying. She sang opera for two years, but she was still half-red and not purple. In this way, she didn't do anything else, and simply became a bitch.

As an actor, Little Cherry is not considered successful, but as a bitch, she is even more miserable.

In less than a year, Song Yuzhang appeared in a daze.

Having a son, even though it was a son of unknown origin, Little Cherry immediately became motivated, worked hard, and finally got close to a runner, barely becoming a side room.

Song Yuzhang grew up day by day, and Little Cherry was amazed day by day.

In the first two years, she still firmly believed that Song Yuzhang was her brother Song's seed, but the child grew more beautiful, and it was a bit evil beauty. Little Cherry didn't dare to guess, and suspected that the child was not born by her.

When Song Yuzhang was five years old, Little Cherry wanted to send him to study, and asked Song Yuzhang what he wanted to learn in the future.

The little Song Yuzhang was born like a fairy, and said crisply: "I want to be a bitch."

Little Cherry was eating cherries and was shocked by her son's ambition. The cherry stone got stuck in her throat and she almost died.

After a period of turmoil, Little Cherry hugged Song Yuzhang to the bed with red eyes, her voice was soft and lingering, "Baby, do you know what a bitch means?"

Although Song Yuzhang did not go to school, he spoke very clearly, "I know, a bitch is a mother, and a mother is a bitch."

Little Cherry was speechless, marveling at her son's piercing insight. She joined an opera troupe at the age of four. Liu cheated her of her virgin body, but she didn't expect her son to be so smart.

"Baby, you are so smart, don't be a whore in the future, only a stupid person like your mother will be a whore."

Song Yuzhang didn't understand.

He doesn't think being a bitch is a bad thing.

Once Ma Jiming came back from running goods in Dongcheng, and for some reason had a big fight with Little Cherry.

Song Yuzhang was playing in the garden and heard a few words intermittently.

"...You bitch, eat my stuff, wear mine, live in mine, you fucking...I even raised that little bastard for you...You bitch..."

After that, Ma Jiming's barking sound gradually disappeared.

After a while, he came down from upstairs, with a hat in his hand, two bright scratches on his neck, his face was satisfied, he walked unsteadily to Song Yuzhang who was squatting on the ground watching the ants, and squeezed his hands Song Yuzhang's hair, lovingly said: "Little bastard, look at your joy."

Song Yuzhang understood.

To be a whore is to have food and clothing.

Being a bastard will get your hair pulled.

Then he's still a whore.

Facts have proved that Little Cherry has been confused all her life, but she has a great vision for her son's future. After Song Yuzhang grew up, instead of being a bitch, she became a liar.

If Little Cherry can live to Song Yuzhang's sixteenth year, she won't doubt who Song Yuzhang is from.

Song Yuzhang learned to lie.

Not only is he easy to tell lies, but he is also coherent and flawless. He tells different lies to different people. Maybe he has the blood of a liar flowing in his body, and he is born to be a liar.

But Song Yuzhang is a very principled liar, he never cheats on men he doesn't like.

So when Nie Yinbing proposed to befriend him, Song Yuzhang cocked his legs and lazily drank the foreign wine that Nie Yinbing bought for him, and politely rejected him, "Yinbing, you are too tall, I don't like it."

"What are you talking about! Zhao Jianfang! Are you teasing me?!"

Zhao Jianfang was a fake name and identity he made up in front of Nie Yinbing.

Song Yuzhang and Nie Yinbing met at the racecourse. For several months, he took Nie Yinbing to gamble on horses and drink. Mr. Nie who spends money like water, Song Yuzhang smiled politely, and said earnestly: "Yin Bing, I am not teasing you, I am telling the truth, you are too tall, like a bamboo pole."

The two turned their faces, the owner of the racecourse was dishonest, and told Nie Yinbing about his kickbacks. Nie Yinbing was so angry that he rushed to Song Yuzhang's hotel that night, and Song Yuzhang was almost raped by him.

Since then, Song Yuzhang has learned a lesson, try not to deceive men who are taller than himself, the risk is too great.

Tang Jin was taller than him.

Song Yuzhang endured it.

Fu Mian was a little shorter than him, and he couldn't bear it anymore.

The eldest young master was arrogant and domineering, but he was so cheap and cute in front of him. He ran to the inn in the middle of the night to sacrifice himself to him. Song Yuzhang was a little nervous at that time, because the situation was very similar to that of Nie Yinbing when he broke into the door. The difference is that Nie Yinbing is still holding a gun in his hand.

However, Fu Mian didn't have a gun in his hand, and he didn't come to rape him, but was raped by him voluntarily.

Song Yuzhang sighed softly in the dark night.

"Amian, don't do this."

He slept chastely all night with Fu Mian in his arms, thinking that the eldest young master is really a bitch worse than a bitch.

Song Yuzhang, a son of a bitch, has feelings for Fu Mian, a proud little bitch.

After thinking about it, let's lie to Tang Jin.

In his heart, he still prefers men who are shorter than him.

In fact, he is not cheating.

Tang Jin wanted the box containing the secret recipe, and he got it for him. As for whether there was any secret recipe in it, he also made it clear that he didn't care, so what kind of cheating is the transaction of money and goods?

As for Fu Mian, he really loves him, the secret recipe of the Fu family has never been seen by people not named Fu, and he has never even touched him, so it is not considered a lie.

In this way, in the past three months, his behavior towards his close friends and lovers has not been neglected in the slightest, and he can be called a gentleman.

The gentleman Song Yuzhang came out of the cabin and went to the casino on the ship. After gambling wildly for an hour, he forgot all the best friends and lovers he had made in the past three months.

Song Yuzhang's gambling skills are average, and the gambling products are excellent, so he accepts it when he sees it, and gives all the winning chips to a few beautiful girls around him, gets up to release the water, and on the way back from the water, he meets a handsome young man who stops him out of his way.

"I...my name is Chen Hanmin..."

Chen Hanmin stammered his name, saying that he saw Song Yuzhang in the casino this afternoon, admired his demeanor, and wanted to come over and make friends with him.

Chen Hanmin is a student who returned from studying in France. He loves beauty since he was a child, but he can't walk when he sees good-looking people.

After arriving in France, Chen Hanmin felt as if he had returned home. For a while, he thought that he might be born in the wrong country, so he should be a Frenchman.

At school, he was fond of men and women who were beautiful and attractive, and had many incomprehensible relationships with several girls and girls. His family was afraid that he would be too happy to leave in romantic France, so they urgently asked him to come home to meet her. people.

The number one lover in France suddenly felt miserable, and after writing several unfeeling letters, he embarked on the great ship to return home.

In order to maintain his usual pure image, Chen Hanmin was sober and ascetic on the boat, and he was about to fade out. Today, he couldn't help but go to the casino for a walk, and unexpectedly, he saw a man who shocked him to heaven.

He has a chic and unrestrained demeanor, a boldness to spend a lot of money, a face as beautiful as a statue, and a free and easy charm in his gestures. In a short while, he will forget all the years of France and those secrets.

It's better to go home!How can the ancient Chinese rhyme be compared with the barbarians!

Chen Hanmin struggled ideologically for a long time, and his lust and courage overwhelmed his fragile innocence, so he came to chat with others coyly and full of lust.

Song Yuzhang looked down at him with his head down.

To say that in front of Song Yuzhang, Chen Hanmin's French love is not worth mentioning at all. When he opened his mouth, Song Yuzhang could see his stomach clearly.

This is also a little bitch.

Still a waste.

Song Yuzhang would not hide his real surname from two kinds of people: one is unimportant people, and the other is always uncomfortable to hear people call other names in bed.

"My surname is Song."

"Mr. Song," Chen Hanmin thought that this surname really suits him, "Hi, I think you look familiar. Did you also come back from studying in France?"

Chen Hanmin said in his heart that he was clever, and his words calmly clarified his identity as an international student, and he did not appear to be overly proud.

Song Yuzhang's stomach full of bad water has been released a lot, and at this time there is only a small half of the tube left. He is always very interested in teasing this kind of person like a nobleman. He smiled lightly and lied casually. "I go to school in Great Britain."

Chen Hanmin exclaimed "What a coincidence", raised his face, and invited Song Yuzhang to have a drink with a pure face, and do some academic exchanges and discussions.

With a smile on the corner of Song Yuzhang's mouth, he just looked at him without saying a word.

Song Yuzhang's eyelashes are extremely long, it seems that because they are too long, they curl up helplessly when they grow up. They are really long eyelashes like dense fans. The soft light hits his smooth cheeks, covering him with a There was a hazy layer of fog, and a pair of bright eyes pierced through the clouds and fog, making people's hearts jump when they saw it. Chen Hanmin felt apprehensive, and said with a sneer: "If Mr. Song is busy, forget it."

"I don't have time to drink."

Chen Hanmin was very disappointed when he heard it. In fact, almost everyone in the casino was looking at Song Yuzhang, but no one dared to speak to him, because Song Yuzhang was so outstanding, so frighteningly outstanding.

It was expected to be rejected, Chen Hanmin said, "I'm sorry to bother you."

When he was about to turn around, he was stopped again.

"and many more."

Chen Hanmin turned sideways, looked at Song Yuzhang with hope and anxiety, expecting words that would make him happy from those thin lips.

Song Yuzhang lowered his head slightly, with light and shadow on his face, and a narrow smile, "Drinking, I don't have time, do other things, I have an hour to spare."