Song Yuzhang

As expected, this romantic case quickly spread all over Haizhou. Song Mingzhao had expected this to happen, and was so angry that he was half dead. Song Yuzhang explained to him that he just looked at Xiao Yuxian's pity, and nothing happened to Xiao Yuxian. Song Mingzhao didn't believe it at first, but couldn't help it Song Yuzhang's soft words were finally believed, and he asked Song Yuzhang to swear not to associate with those indiscriminate people in the future.

Seeing his angry appearance, Song Yuzhang suddenly smiled, "Don't be angry, fourth brother."

Song Mingzhao said: "You still dare to laugh?"

Song Yuzhang touched his flushed face with the back of his hand.

Song Mingzhao didn't hide, but grabbed his hand instead. Seeing Song Yuzhang's smiling face, he didn't know how to vent his anger, so he raised Song Yuzhang's hand and bit it.

Song Yuzhang groaned softly after being bitten by him.

"You bit me?" Song Yuzhang spoke softly with a smile.

Song Mingzhao took a bite of him, feeling that the texture and taste were very good. Hearing this, he took another bite on his palm provocatively, "I'll bite you to death!"

Song Yuzhang looked at him with a half-smile, and felt that Song Mingzhao was like a cute and harmless puppy.

Song Mingzhao was gnawing on Song Yuzhang's hand one bite after another, from the palm to the fingers, there was flesh on the palm, he could use some strength, but the fingers were slender and slender, Song Mingzhao unconsciously relaxed his strength, he was reluctant to really hurt Song Yuzhang, this is his most beloved brother, a brother who belongs to him alone.

Song Mingzhao was a little dazed. He looked up at Song Yuzhang, and found that Song Yuzhang's gaze was as gentle as a pool of spring water. Song Mingzhao suddenly felt a burst of numbness like an electric shock. He couldn't describe the feeling. He only felt warm and soft, which made him Wanting to fall over, he held Song Yuzhang's hand hard, and Song Mingzhao hugged Song Yuzhang tightly face to face, "Old Wu, don't associate with those people anymore, do you understand?"

Song Yuzhang sniffed the fragrance on his body, and said "hmm".

Song Mingzhao hugged him for a while, then whispered in his ear: "Xiaoyu, may I call you Xiaoyu from now on?"

"Xiaoyu?" Song Yuzhang laughed. He put his arms around Song Mingzhao's waist and said in a low voice, "Sounds like a girl."

"I don't care, you are Xiaoyu, you are Xiaoyu."

Song Mingzhao kept calling Song Yuzhang's cochlea "Xiaoyu" and "Xiaoyu" like crazy. Song Yuzhang was a little ticklish, and dodged with a smile. He dodged from left to right and wriggled in Song Mingzhao's arms. Holding on to him, the two of them "fighted" for a while, and when they parted, they looked at each other and laughed.

The two of them are almost the same height, standing face to face, eye to eye, nose to nose... Song Mingzhao's eyes flashed past Song Yuzhang's face, he shivered, and said: "I still have something to do, first gone!"

The news also reached Song Jincheng, his first reaction was "Is Xiao Yuxian worthy too?" Then he thought "It's just for fun, what is there to deserve?" Song Jincheng ignored this matter indifferently, He was even more troubled by another matter. Song Zhenqiao suddenly sent someone to call him to the hospital, saying that he would let Song Yuzhang work in the bank.

Song Jincheng was panicked at the time, "Dad, Yuzhang has to go back to England."

"You don't have to worry about it, let him work in the bank first."

Song Zhenqiao seemed to be in good spirits, but he wondered if it was because his youngest son came back to him.

Song Jin has lived for more than [-] years, but the reality has always been under his father's strict control.

More than half a year ago, Song Zhenqiao suddenly fell ill. Originally, he did not expect that Song Zhenqiao would be ill, and he even moved out of the Song residence to the hospital for treatment.

For so many years, this father has always been authoritarian and resolutely holding the entire family and the bank in his hands. Even if he was seriously ill, he thought that Song Zhenqiao would not hand over power easily, but Song Zhenqiao did let go. After coming out of power, both he and Song Yekang received part of the bank's business with their father's permission.

Now that Song Zhenqiao had a new order, he didn't dare to disobey, and at the same time he felt very uneasy, not understanding what Song Zhenqiao meant.

Is an illegitimate child really going to be held up to the sky?

But Song Zhenqiao seemed to see his thoughts, and said quite meaningfully: "You are the big brother, you must take good care of the little brother."

Song Jincheng suppressed his doubts and resentment oppressively, and said with a low eyebrow, "I will."

Song Yuzhang really went to work in the bank, and Song Jincheng arranged a job for him. The so-called work was nothing more than sitting in the office, drinking coffee, and signing a signature. He could go or not. Song Jincheng sent a senior The secretary came to assist him in all affairs.

With 20 on hand, he could actually leave, but Song Yuzhang was a bit reluctant. With such a big treasury in the Song family, especially Meng Tingjing, who had stopped coming to trouble him, he could still hang out until years ago and spend more time leisurely. Eldest young master, what if Mr. Song's time suddenly arrives?Or what if Nie Yinbing doesn't come back during the Chinese New Year?

Can't tell.

Wealth and wealth are sought in insurance, and wait patiently.

The first priority is to solve his other big problem - his lonely body.

He was really unlucky to say the least.

He didn't touch Fu Mian as if he had fallen into an evil spirit. After being a monk for half a year, the only thing that was satisfying was the few days when he was fooling around with Chen Hanmin on the boat. It's a pity that Chen Hanmin is too dark now, otherwise Song Yuzhang really wouldn't mind taking such a bite Two mouthfuls of turning heads.

People can't think about it. Song Yuzhang was still reminiscing about the time on the boat with Chen Hanmin in the morning, and Chen Hanmin came in the afternoon.

It is simply with the purpose of breaking Song Yuzhang's good memories.

Not only was Chen Hanmin dark, but he also had a down-and-out temperament. He faltered in Song Yuzhang's office for a long time, and it turned out that he wanted the Song family's bank to lend them money to the Chen family.

Song Mingzhao mentioned this to Song Yuzhang, and Song Yuzhang vaguely knew about it, and said, "Hanmin, maybe you misunderstood. Although I am assigned to work in the bank now, I can't really do anything."

Chen Hanmin lowered his head and didn't speak, he couldn't express the pain in his heart. He didn't know that his family was in great trouble until he got home. Not only did he hang around, but he was also arranged to meet with several ladies, almost non-stop every day. Compared with his leisurely life abroad, this day is like heaven and hell.

Under such circumstances, he also came to ask his former lover for help.

No, Song Yuzhang is not his lover at all.

Chen Hanmin knew very well that Song Yuzhang had no special feelings for him at all, but the two had a good time after all. Song Yuzhang's blunt refusal made Chen Hanmin feel hot, and felt that he was despicable and shameless, and at the same time he was a little overwhelmed.

Song Yuzhang saw Chen Hanmin lowered his head and did not move, he sighed in his heart, got up and pressed his shoulder lightly, "Hanmin, if you want to drive away, you will pass."

Without saying a word, Chen Hanmin suddenly slapped himself across the face, "I'm really useless."

Song Yuzhang said: "Hanmin!"

"I spend a lot of time abroad, I don't study all day long, and I can't pass the exam. My family owes so much debt, but I only know how to play. I'm a piece of trash..."

Song Yuzhang frowned, and stopped Chen Hanmin from "slapping" his face. Chen Hanmin leaned against his lower abdomen, tears streaming down his face. Song Yuzhang stroked the back of his head and said softly: "Hanmin, your old days It was so comfortable."

Song Yuzhang's sympathy for Chen Hanmin was always faint.

It is true that Chen Hanmin is now in grief and feels that he is the most miserable person in the world, but the fact is that he can still afford a car, live in a house, have a driver when he goes out, and a servant when he goes home, but he is not as carefree as before. After thinking about it, Chen Hanmin should be content.

Chen Hanmin also felt a little embarrassed after venting, and wiped his tears with the handkerchief he carried with him, "I'm sorry Mr. Song, I have caused you trouble."

Song Yuzhang stroked the top of his head, "It's nothing."

"I'm afraid the factory will fail," Chen Hanmin said slowly, "If this continues, I can only persuade my father to sell the factory, so that after paying off the debts, there may be a sum of money left, which can be reinvested in the future. There must be a chance to make a comeback.”

Song Yuzhang said: "Hanmin, you have grown up a lot."

Chen Hanmin smiled at Song Yuzhang with tears in his eyes, "I didn't have time to say it last time, but I'm actually a year older than you."

Song Yuzhang also laughed, "Really?"

Chen Hanmin let out a "huh" and said calmly, "But you are much more stable than me."

Song Yuzhang thought it was because you hadn't had a hard time.

After the two were silent for a while, Chen Hanmin proposed to invite Song Yuzhang to dinner.

Song Yuzhang thought that he was indeed a young master, and he still wanted to treat guests at this time.

"Let me invite you." Song Yuzhang said.

Chen Hanmin said: "Really?"

"Is this still fake?" Song Yuzhang picked up the coat on one side, "Let's go."

Chen Hanmin has always had the mentality of a suitor towards Song Yuzhang. Song Yuzhang treats him a little better, which is enough to surprise him, especially if Song Yuzhang is still willing to treat him well now—he has nothing to repay Song Yuzhang, and Song Yuzhang doesn't like him anymore.

Song Yuzhang drove Chen Hanmin to the International Hotel.

Chen Hanmin has been in a state of desperation recently, and he hasn't sat down to have a decent meal. Now the dust has settled, all the way out is blocked, and he can only do nothing. Therefore, Chen Hanmin finally feels the chicness he hasn't seen for a long time. Recklessly, after drinking two glasses of red wine, he also showed a lively and charming expression.

Song Yuzhang didn't look calm at first, but seeing the sultry look on the corners of his eyes and brows, he became a little moved, and began to consider whether he should take such a bite or two to turn back.

First of all, he has tasted Chen Hanmin's taste, and it is not bad.

Secondly, although Chen Hanmin is dark now, he has not shown his new naked body in front of Song Yuzhang. Maybe it's just that his face is dark, but his body is okay?

In the end, he dared to take such a tall and pungent guy like Meng Tingjing to the bed, so why not sleep with such a tanned Chen Hanmin?

Recreation, pastime.

If he doesn't make arrangements, maybe he will take action against the brothers of the Song family someday.

Then it's really hard to get away.

Song Yuzhang took a sip of his wine, and his eyes began to linger on Chen Hanmin's body.

As for Chen Hanmin, he was exceptionally keen in such matters. After he noticed Song Yuzhang's gaze, the hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly. He wondered if he had misunderstood him. He is really not decent and beautiful now. Will Song Yuzhang still like him?

Chen Hanmin raised his eyes tentatively, and Song Yuzhang was also looking at him. After meeting his eyes, Song Yuzhang smiled at him.

That smile immediately made Chen Hanmin shudder.

Song Yuzhang put down his wine glass and said in a low voice, "If you don't want to go home today, you can sleep upstairs."

Chen Hanmin's eyes were straightened, his tongue couldn't be straightened, and he stammered, "Okay, okay."

There is a room on the third floor of the International Hotel. Song Yuzhang opened a room and took Chen Hanmin up. Chen Hanmin's hands and feet were weak. Thinking of what was about to happen, his body and mind began to feel hot. He couldn't help approaching Song Yuzhang, looking up extremely. Looking at people meekly and expectantly.

Maybe starting tomorrow, he will start a new life, and the beginning of the new life must be bitter, but if Song Yuzhang accompanied him in the last dream, then he would die without regret.

Chen Hanmin felt grateful to Song Yuzhang in his heart. His eyes were too attached and focused, and he almost stepped on a flight of stairs. Fortunately, Song Yuzhang caught him.

"Be careful."

Chen Hanmin was being pulled by his wrist, and his heart was beating wildly again. He smiled slightly at Song Yuzhang who was looking at him, and when he was about to say something, he suddenly felt a very sharp gaze coming towards them, and Song Yuzhang felt it too. , he looked back, and saw a group of people coming down the stairs on the second floor in a mighty manner, the leader was Meng Tingjing, and standing behind him slightly staggered was Shen Chengduo.

Meng Tingjing looked at the two people who were tugging at each other with almost indifferent eyes.

It was Shen Chengduo who greeted Song Yuzhang first, "Master Song."

Last time about Xiao Yuxian, Shen Chengduo sold his face to him firmly. Before leaving, he said that we would be friends from now on, and he would not trouble Xiao Yuxian again. Song Yuzhang responded politely to him, " Boss Shen."

Meng Tingjing ignored him, and Song Yuzhang didn't take the initiative to greet him.

Shen Chengduo glanced at Chen Hanmin who was hiding beside Song Yuzhang, and then laughed out loud, "Young Master Song, your taste has changed a bit quickly, why is Xiao Yuxian serving you so uncomfortable? What about such a little black face? "

He has always been outspoken and never shy away from saying anything on any occasion. After he finished speaking without any scruples, he met Meng Tingjing's cold and stern eyes in front of him.

"Boss Meng," Shen Chengduo still didn't care, "what are you staring at me for?"

Then, Shen Chengduo was slapped severely.

Meng Tingjing's attack was quick and ruthless, and her sleeves vibrated with a crisp sound.

The slap almost stunned everyone.

After Meng Tingjing finished beating, his expression was still calm. He said to Shen Chengduo who was full of disbelief: "How many times have I said it, don't speak so vulgarly."

Shen Chengduo wanted to get angry, but the Meng Tingjing in front of him was not a role he could provoke now, on the contrary, he had to rely on the other party, Shen Chengduo's face was hot, and he endured it without saying a word, thinking: "You Wait, you wait... someday... someday..."

After Meng Tingjing slapped Shen Chengduo, he turned his eyes to Song Yuzhang and Chen Hanmin again.

Chen Hanmin was already a little frightened.

He was very afraid of this classmate in the school, and now that Meng Tingjing had grown into a wealthy and powerful man, he felt instinctive fear even more. He grabbed Song Yuzhang's sleeve and shivered and hid back.

Meng Tingjing stared at Song Yuzhang, and said calmly, "Come here, I'll have a word with you."

The two took two steps down the steps together.

Meng Tingjing approached Song Yuzhang with his head and face. Song Yuzhang smelled a little wine on his body, and then he heard the cold words clearly.

——"Abusive goods."

Song Yuzhang was indifferent, his eyelashes never trembled, and he was very comfortable with Meng Tingjing's temper that would suddenly explode like a thunderstorm.

"Xiao Yuxian, have you touched it?"

Meng Tingjing's tone was a calm interrogation, but underneath it was a stormy sea.

Song Yuzhang sighed softly in his heart. Seeing that Shen Chengduo, who had been arrogant for the past two days, did not dare to do anything wrong in front of Meng Tingjing, he thought that if he made such a bet with Meng Tingjing today, Xiao Yuxian would really suffer a big crime tomorrow, and then said softly :"No."

Meng Ting was silent for a moment, glanced at Song Yuzhang from the corner of the eye, and found that Song Yuzhang's expression was very cute, and he didn't seem to be lying.

He thought a little drunk: looking at such a beautiful person, how could he be a liar, how could he pierce his eyes and heart like this?