Song Yuzhang

Shen Chengduo's family history is not bright. He was originally a street gangster and hooligan. He took advantage of the troubled times to make a living and started a business. After that, he gradually started a serious business. However, his position in Haizhou has always been a bit embarrassing. When it comes to wealth, Shen Chengduo really doesn't feel that he is inferior, but when it comes to status, no matter how reluctant Shen Chengduo is, he has to admit that he is indeed worthless.

It's not that Shen Chengduo never thought about blending into the high-class circles in Haizhou, but this is easier said than done. People in the high-class circles are more than happy to come to his territory to eat, drink and gamble, but if they really want to accept him, they Immediately put on a lofty appearance.

Difficult, too difficult.

Since it was so difficult, Shen Chengduo gave up.

Regardless of them, isn't he quite comfortable like this?

However, in the end, I still can't say that I am completely willing.

No matter how much money he had, some people would still slap him whenever they wanted, without giving him any face.

Shen Chengduo recalled being humiliated at the International Hotel that day, but the left side of his face and the back molars felt hot and painful.

Speaking of which, Song Yuzhang was there that day.

Shen Chengduo didn't bear any grudges against Song Yuzhang, and Meng Tingjing's erratic temper couldn't be blamed on anyone.

It's just that Shen Chengduo didn't expect that a bastard like Song Yuzhang could have anything to do with the Nie family. He thought that the two were similar, but after all they had different backgrounds, and the bastard seemed to be stronger than him.

"Yesterday, the big girl with yellow flowers, how did you talk?" Shen Chengduo leaned on the bed, and beside him was a soft and pretty boy who was cutting cigars for him.

Song Yuzhang sat on the other side of the slump, playing with a piece of moist and transparent warm jade in the palm of his hand, with a downcast smile and said: "Not bad."

Shen Chengduo laughed "Heh", but did not expose him.

It can be said that Shen Chengduo is very concerned about and understands the affairs of the Haizhou family.

Among the four big families, he thinks that the Nie family is the most unpredictable and the most mysterious and low-key family.

The second child of Song went to great lengths to make an engagement with a girl from the Nie family, but he didn't see any special intimacy in the relationship between the two families.

Song Yuzhang had just returned to Haizhou, and it took him more than three months to do his best. How could he be so friendly with the young master of the Nie family who was held in his palm?

Shen Chengduo wanted to ask a few questions, but felt that it was not good.

He and Song Yuzhang are not that familiar yet.

After cutting the cigarette, the boy took two puffs himself, and then brought it to Shen Chengduo's mouth. Shen Chengduo was smoking the cigarette, looking sideways at Song Yuzhang, and found that Song Yuzhang also had some special mystery.

"It's getting late, I should go back."

Song Yuzhang fell down, and the boy refused to come to put on his shoes for him.

Shen Chengduo didn't say a word at first, but suddenly said: "Are you still going on a date with that big yellow girl tomorrow?"

Song Yuzhang put on his shoes, turned around and smiled at him, "I'm not sure, I'll come to play again when I have time."

Song Yuzhang brought back the smell of cigars and perfume to the Song family. After Song Mingzhao heard about it, he questioned him endlessly like a jealous woman.

"It's nothing, it's just a half day's entertainment."

Song Yuzhang answered with a smile on his face, but his attitude was more perfunctory.

Song Mingzhao was always "favored" by him, especially at this moment he couldn't bear Song Yuzhang's carelessness towards him, so he endured it and said calmly, "I see that you are more and more like the third brother now. , I don’t know where you went all day long.”

"No such thing."

Song Yuzhang still said casually.

Song Mingzhao was extremely displeased, but he had always had extremely complicated feelings for Song Yuzhang. There were elements of his younger brother inviting his elder brother to act like a spoiled child, and at the same time, his elder brother helping his younger brother. This made him unable to ask Song Yuzhang directly what to do. I am awkward and unhappy, but I can't show it on my face.

However, Song Mingzhao's face is no different from that of white paper in the Song family. Song Yekang could see his displeasure at a glance in the morning. Since Song Mingzhao shamed him at the racecourse last time, Song Yekang took the opportunity to run on him. Look at him. With a gloomy expression, he immediately stepped forward and said casually: "Hey, fourth brother, why do you always seem to be alone recently, where is fifth brother?"

Song Mingzhao was well aware of Song Yekang's sinister intentions, so he didn't want to show any traces in front of Song Yekang at the moment. He forced a smile and said, "Of course, the fifth child is busy working in the bank. Second brother, you should be more careful. Dad is sick. Now, the bank can count on you."

"Haha," Song Yekang hooked Song Mingzhao's shoulder, "Look at our fourth child, how cute he is."

Song Mingzhao was very annoyed by being dragged downstairs by him.

Strange to say, the relationship between him and his brothers used to be quite ordinary, but he was able to maintain the superficial harmony. Now, with Song Yuzhang's comparison, he felt that the other brothers were a bit ugly when he looked at them.

"It's rare," Song Jincheng sat in the dining room downstairs, and laughed when he saw the two of them going downstairs, "My brothers finally got together again."

Song Mingzhao put on a half-smile, and said after sitting down, "It's so annoying to sow discord."

"I also said," Song Yekang sat down with his hands up, "It's rare that the fourth child has finally returned to our big team."

"Look at his face, that's not what he means."

"Is it?"

Song Yekang smiled and looked at Song Mingzhao, "Fourth, no way, who is the brother who grew up together since childhood, and who is the wild seed from the sky, you can't really tell the difference, right?"

Song Mingzhao smiled, "How can it be."

"You are a scholar, and you are different from the brothers in our family. The fifth brother, after all, he came back from abroad. I don't think you don't know the customs of foreigners." Song Yekang paused, looking into Song Mingzhao's eyes. Disdainful, he said slowly, "So it's not unusual for the fifth child to befriend Shen Chengduo."

Song Mingzhao immediately cast his eyes on Song Yekang, and Song Yekang's expression revealed a bit of cruel pleasure.

"Oh?" Song Jincheng asked knowingly, adding fuel to the fire, "The fifth child is making friends with Shen Chengduo now?"

"Yes, I heard that he often goes to and from the dance halls and gambling houses run by Shen Chengduo. The two of them are very close."

"Really? Those places of Shen Chengduo are not clean."

"If you don't do it clean, you're just having fun."

"It's not bad to say that. I heard that the girls and boys in it are pretty pretty."

"Snapped--"

Song Mingzhao pressed his chopsticks, his face drooping, "I'm full."

Song Mingzhao turned around and left, Song Yekang and Song Jincheng immediately looked at each other and smiled, both smiling gloatingly.

The brothers of the Song family were like this. They faced each other like enemies at one time, and at the other they could unite to squeeze out the remaining brothers. This was another form of happy and harmonious family relationship.

Song Mingzhao was about to die of anger.

These days, he was extremely busy, helping Song Yuzhang connect with those people in Haizhou, he was too busy to care about anything else, Song Yuzhang was fortunate to be mixed up with a lowly person like Shen Chengduo!

Song Mingzhao remembered very clearly that when Song Yuzhang and Shen Chengduo had a conflict over Xiao Yuxian, Shen Chengduo didn't have a clean word that came out of his mouth.

Such a person... such a person...

Song Mingzhao was so angry that his head and face were dizzy, he wished he could rush to the bank and ask Song Yuzhang if he had some kind of hysteria!

Song Mingzhao didn't rush into the bank, but went directly to question the driver at home.

When Song Mingzhao heard from the driver that Song Yuzhang was going to have a reunion with Shen Chengduo almost every other day, his eyes suddenly went dark.

So, when he was busy planning and waiting late at night, Song Yuzhang was fooling around with Shen Chengduo? !

Song Mingzhao was really angry.

He was so angry that his forehead became tense. He turned around and supported the pillars of the house to stand firm. He looked fixedly at the ground and said in his heart, "Bastard, bring Xiaoyu into trouble. You wait, I have to give it to you." No lesson!"

Song Yuzhang took Nie Bonian to ride a horse twice, and when he went back for the third time, a servant of Nie's family came to the car and bowed, "Fifth Master, young master has not finished English class today, you can either go back or go Go in and wait a while."

English class... Song Yuzhang was secretly dumbfounded, and rubbed his palm on his knee. Such an invitation was beyond his expectation. It seemed that he could go or not. excuse me."

The Nie family looked like a large manor from the outside, the walls were too high, and many tall trees were planted outside, making it difficult to distinguish the flowers in the fog. After entering, Song Yuzhang felt that the vision inside was very wide and bright. The sun shines brilliantly like a spotlight, illuminating the elegant and simple buildings inside with [-]% brilliance. Song Yuzhang is in it, without squinting or looking around.

In the afternoon, it suddenly began to rain in autumn, and it continued to rain until evening.

The driver opened the car door, and the shadow of the person getting out of the car was lengthened by the dim street lights. The broad and sharp shoulder frame was outlined by the elegant suit, and the monocle fell firmly on the deep-lined cheek. It was raining lightly outside. The crystal lens was stained with rain and fog, making it blurry.

The servant greeted him with an umbrella, "Master, you came back early today."

Nie Xueping took out the monocle and put it in his breast pocket, "It's raining today, so Bonian didn't go horseback riding?"

"No, the fifth master of the Song family is painting with the young master inside."

Nie Xueping paused, "He hasn't left yet?"

The servant was stunned for a moment, and said: "Yes, Fifth Master hasn't left yet."

Nie Xueping went back to the bedroom, first changed into the soft clothes she was used to at home, and went to Nie Bonian's residence after tidying up.

The autumn rain was slightly cool, and drops of water dripped down from the eaves. Nie Xueping walked to the window, looked through the window, and saw that there was no one there. He entered the room with a slight frown, and walked a few steps inside. Finally heard the movement.

"...painting flowers is rain, painting leaves is rain, painting water is also rain."

The young man's voice was gentle and kind, and there was a touch of tenderness in his tone, Nie Xueping couldn't help but stop in his tracks.

"Brother Yuzhang is right. In this way, the rain will be easy to draw."

"Bonian is so smart."

Nie Xueping poked her face out from behind the covered pedestal, and saw Song Yuzhang's handsome back, Nie Bonian leaned on Song Yuzhang's shoulder with his head tilted, the window was opened a little, and the fragrance of rain, dew and green grass came in faintly .

Nie Xueping walked out again quietly, without disturbing the two people watching the rain, he returned to the study, was about to sit down to deal with business, he paused, got up and walked to the back window.

His study is almost a forbidden place at home. When he is away, servants are not allowed to enter. The front and rear doors and windows are closed tightly. When he stretches out his hand to open the rear window, the fragrance brought by the autumn rain enters the tip of his nose, which is not there due to the wind direction. The coolness is very refreshing.

Nie Xueping looked slightly into the distance, with a thoughtful look on her face.

After an unknown amount of time, the servant came to report that the fifth master of the Song family was leaving.

Nie Xueping was silent for a moment, then said, "Ask the butler to deliver it for me."

Song Yuzhang spent the whole afternoon at Nie's house, but it was not difficult. He also sat in on a little English class for children and gained some experience in pronunciation. He touched the top of his head, and sent a kiss on the cheek, "It's raining and cool outside, you are weak, be careful and catch a cold, I will come to play with you when I have time."

Song Yuzhang left Nie's house under the guidance of the housekeeper of Nie's house. The housekeeper also gave a gift box, which was about two feet long and slender.

"What does it mean?"

"My uncle is busy, so it's inconvenient to give it away, so I ordered me to give it to you. Thank you for being with the young master for a long time."

"I only play with Bonian because I have nothing to do. Mr. Nie is too polite."

"Well, fifth master, you'd better accept it, it's not something expensive."

Song Yuzhang knew he couldn't refuse, so he accepted it graciously. After getting in the car, he stroked the silk brocade satin on the gift box, and said to the driver: "Let's go to Vienna."

Song Yuzhang came here with a gift, and Shen Chengduo wanted to take it over without paying any attention to etiquette. Although Song Yuzhang gave him the gift box, he said: "Brother Shen, you have lighter hands and feet, don't break it."

Knowing that he came back from Nie's house, Shen Chengduo was thinking about it, so he relaxed his hands and feet, opened the box carefully, and opened it, but it was a neatly rolled picture scroll. It looked very old, he was a rough man , I really didn't dare to touch it, and Song Yuzhang took out the scroll from inside without any scruples and unfolded it.

The scroll rolled down, and a picture of autumn rain and bamboo forest appeared vividly on the paper. Song Yuzhang glanced at the inscription, and a number suddenly popped up in his mind-this painting is very precious, extraordinary precious.

Shen Chengduo is a vulgar person who doesn't know how to paint, but he also knows how to read inscriptions, and he almost agrees with Song Yuzhang's thoughts in his mind—it's such a valuable thing!

Song Yuzhang held the painting scroll in two hands, and while looking at the painting, he thought that the behavior of the Nie family was exactly the same, they were all masters who spent a lot of money and were merciless.

"Brother Song," Shen Chengduo endured and endured, and finally couldn't hold back anymore, "You have a good relationship with the Nie family, don't you?"

Song Yuzhang lowered his eyelashes, a smile flashed in his eyes, and said in his heart: "The fish is hooked!"