Song Yuzhang

As soon as Song Mingzhao yelled this, he regretted it first, but there is no medicine for regret in this world, since he yelled it all, let's yell it clearly, let's yell it clearly!Anyway, he and Song Yuzhang are blood brothers, and they can't be closer, and they can't be farther away, cut off the unceasing blood relationship, otherwise, if he continues like this, he will happily suffocate to death!

Song Mingzhao turned his head and looked at Meng Tingjing viciously, "Bastard, you bully Xiaoyu, I will fight you!"

Song Mingzhao rushed towards Meng Tingjing like a mad cow, Song Yuzhang reacted, immediately put down Nie Bonian and chased after him, "Fourth brother!"

Song Mingzhao threw his head at Meng Tingjing without hesitation, Meng Tingjing put his hands behind his back, let Song Mingzhao bump into him expressionlessly, Song Yuzhang grabbed Song Mingzhao's arm, and shouted, "What nonsense are you talking about, fourth brother, stop making trouble!"

Song Mingzhao's head and face were hot, and he knew in his heart that he was messing around and was embarrassing, but he was not afraid to ignore it and it didn't matter. Isn't he just a fool that everyone looks down on?Where is the face?

"Meng Tingjing, do you dare to do it or not! Your father is lying outside right now, do you dare to say that you didn't bully Xiaoyu!" Song Mingzhao shook off Song Yuzhang's hand, and continued to pull Meng Tingjing's robe out with all his strength push.

Song Yuzhang was thrown by him, and he took two steps back, and his waist was supported. When he turned his head, it was Nie Xueping who supported him. Nie Xueping frowned slightly: "Are you okay?"

Song Yuzhang hurriedly said, "It's all right."

At this moment, Meng Tingjing suddenly grabbed the back of Song Mingzhao's suit with both hands, almost lifted Song Mingzhao up, and then threw him heavily on the ground.

Song Mingzhao groaned when he hit the ground, and Song Yuzhang hurried over to check it out, "Fourth brother!"

Song Mingzhao fell like this, recalling the inexplicable beating he received before, he didn't feel it at the time, and was worried that Meng Tingjing would also hit Song Yuzhang if he went crazy, but now the more he thought about it, the weirder he became, and the more he thought about it, the clearer he was, he pushed it away He took Song Yuzhang's hand, and said angrily: "You have been with him a long time ago, haven't you! He beat me like that, and you are still with him! You promised me that you would never talk to him again! You lied to me— —”

Song Mingzhao scrambled to stand up, his body was covered in grass ash and mud, and he pointed at Song Yuzhang, trembling, "If you still treat me as the fourth brother, let me make it clear today. Let me ask you, did you sleep the night before yesterday? Come back, are you fooling around with him!"

Song Yuzhang had nothing to say. He didn't expect that Song Mingzhao, who was always very obedient, would make such a fuss against him at this moment. He calmed down a little, and coaxed: "Fourth brother, you misunderstood, calm down. Let's go in and talk."

"I won't enter his house!"

Song Mingzhao roared, "Who knows what nasty things you guys were doing in there just now!"

"Song Mingzhao!"

This sound was made by Nie Xueping. Song Mingzhao was shaken by his drink, but he still glared at him angrily. This is their Song family's business, and the Nie family has no right to control it!

Nie Xueping looked back at the stunned Nie Qingyun with a solemn face, "Qingyun."

Nie Qingyun woke up like a dream, and immediately picked up Nie Bonian, covered Nie Bonian's ears with one hand and walked out. Wan Lan also reacted, and quickly gave the servants a look, and they hurried out first .

"That's a good question," Meng Tingjing finally said. He looked at Song Yuzhang slowly and coldly, "Who did you spend the night with the night before yesterday?"

The monitoring of Song Yuzhang only lasted until the day the bank opened, and he never sent anyone to monitor after that, because the monitoring was futile, and he had already been discovered anyway, so he simply withdrew.

Okay, great, it looks like it's an evacuation issue!

Meng Tingjing restrained her soaring anger, and asked again: "Song Yuzhang, who did you spend the night with the night before yesterday?!"

Song Yuzhang was having a headache, and he was thinking of ways to deal with it quickly. Why is it at this time? It is reasonable to say that Meng Tingjing has nothing to do with whom he spends the night with. At that time, it will really be impossible to clean up.

Seeing Meng Tingjing's reaction, Song Mingzhao said angrily, "Meng Tingjing, stop pretending to be stupid, okay, since you're like this, I'll ask you one by one. That time... was the time you acted wildly at our house. Xiaoyu, did you, you bullied Xiaoyu!"

Meng Tingjing ignored his questioning, and still stared fixedly at Song Yuzhang's handsome fair side face, "If you don't want to die, get out."

Song Mingzhao's courage is often exhausted in one go. He is afraid of Meng Tingjing, and when he goes crazy, he rushes forward. After the topmost emotions pass, reason tells him to stop, otherwise Meng Tingjing might give him a good beating , This is still Meng's house, it's not as good as the Song's house where there were helpers last time, but Song Mingzhao is going all out today, even if he is beaten to death by Meng Tingjing, he has to die to understand!

"Meng Tingjing, what are you playing?" Song Mingzhao rushed up again and grabbed Meng Tingjing's collar. He said angrily, "He didn't return at night, and his body was full of marks. How dare you say it wasn't you—"

Meng Tingjing pushed him back violently, directly pushing Song Mingzhao to the ground, and then strode towards Song Yuzhang. Song Yuzhang was standing still, but he grabbed his collar. Song Yuzhang turned his face helplessly, " Ting Jing..."

"Boss Meng."

Nie Xueping stretched out her hand to block between the two of them.

Meng Tingjing looked at him coldly, "It's none of your business here, get out."

Nie Xueping's face was gentle, "Boss Meng, if you have something to say, don't do anything."

"I'll say it again, it's none of your business here, Nie Xueping, don't think I'm really afraid of you, I haven't settled with you for my backlash!"

Nie Xueping stretched out her hand and said gently, "Boss Meng, today is your father's funeral. If you have anything to say, let's talk about it later."

"Don't touch Xiaoyu!" Song Mingzhao got up again, came over and grabbed Meng Tingjing's arm, "Let him go!"

Meng Tingjing's mood was much calmer today, and he was not so angry when he saw Song Yuzhang. He thought that Meng Huanzhang had married so many concubines and seemed to have their best years, but in fact he had never caught any of them. It will be the same in the future, so what's the point of such a relationship?

No love and no hate, why not a blank sheet of paper, a new beginning?

Anyway, they are still alive, there is still a lot of time in the future, whether it is towards love or towards hate, there is always a chance.

"Song Yuzhang," Meng Tingjing's tone gradually calmed down. He separated Nie Xueping's arm and stared at Song Yuzhang's drooping eyelashes. "Tell me, who did you spend the night with the night before yesterday? Or did he wrong you and you just slept out?" Did nothing all night?"

Song Yuzhang twitched his eyelashes slightly, but looked at Song Mingzhao, "Fourth brother, you are so confused. Master Meng passed away the night before yesterday. How could I be with Meng Tingjing?"

Song Mingzhao was woken up suddenly, with a buzzing in his head, he almost let go of Meng Tingjing's arm, and then tightened it again, asking: "Then why is there such a strong smell of incense and ashes on your body? What does he do?"

"Fourth brother," Song Yuzhang sternly said, "Think about it carefully, what occasion is today, is what you said plausible?!"

Song Mingzhao had never seen Song Yuzhang look so angry, and his mind was in a mess for a while, and the hand that grabbed Meng Tingjing's arm couldn't help but let go.

"Even if you are angry with me, you shouldn't do so at this time. I was listening to Xiao Fengxian's opera the night before, and stayed outside when it was late. Don't worry, my Tong Ting Jing has always been a good friend, don't wrong him!"

"If you continue to make trouble like this, real brothers don't do it!"

Song Mingzhao's hands trembled, and his eyes also trembled. He looked at Song Yuzhang in horror, as if he didn't expect Song Yuzhang to say such heartless words.

Song Yuzhang looked at Meng Tingjing again with peaceful eyes, "Ting Jing, I'm really sorry, your father's funeral today, I think you are also in pain, and you have to suffer such injustice, please don't blame the fourth brother, he just cared too much about me."

Song Mingzhao's hand was completely hanging down at this moment.

His mind was in chaos, he almost lost his soul, his mind was full of words like "marks", "smell of incense", "brother, don't do it" floating back and forth, there was a small part of his heart that he wanted to argue, but most of his It has been completely suppressed by the words "brother, don't do it too".

Meng Tingjing still didn't let go, her eyes stared at Song Yuzhang unwilling to let go.

Song Yuzhang saw that Song Mingzhao had been subdued by him first, and ordered: "Fourth brother, go out and find third brother."

After hearing this, Song Mingzhao turned around dejectedly like a puppet and walked out step by step.

There were only three people in the courtyard, but Meng Tingjing's tone became colder and colder, "Don't say those foolish things, who did you spend the night with the night before yesterday?"

Song Yuzhang said without changing his face: "What I said just now is the truth, if you don't believe me, go invite Xiao Fengxian and ask him if he sang for me the day before yesterday, don't bother him, he is just a matter of trust and loyalty , Ting Jing, fourth brother is not sensible, you should have a measure, what is the occasion today, don't I need to say more?"

Meng Tingjing looked at Song Yuzhang carefully, and when he didn't see the slightest flaw in the lie, he slowly let go of his hand.

As soon as he let go, Song Yuzhang stepped back and said to Nie Xueping, "Thank you, Mr. Nie."

Nie Xueping lowered her arms, looked at Meng Tingjing and said, "Boss Meng, let's talk about the business after today. There are many guests ahead, and Miss Meng is still waiting for you to help."

Meng Ting said coldly, "You don't need to worry about these things, Mr. Nie."

Nie Xueping smiled faintly, "Then I'll go out first too." He turned his face to look at Song Yuzhang, "How about you, Mr. Song?"

"I'll go to the front first too. I don't know if the fourth brother will make trouble. Ting Jing, you can tidy up before you come out."

Meng Tingjing watched the two walk out of the yard.

The distance between the two of them was neither far nor close, just like the messages sent back by the watchers. Song Yuzhang and Nie Xueping got along very politely, and when they got out of the car, they gave way to each other and asked each other to go first.

Nie Xueping was married and had children. No matter how you look at it, Song Yuzhang and Nie Xueping should not have any ambiguous relationship.

And Song Yuzhang has already personally denied it, saying it was just a joke.

There is no need for Song Yuzhang to lie about these words, because if they are true, Song Yuzhang should be very clear that these words will make him feel very uncomfortable, why bother to retract it and say it is a "joke"?

Liars also have truth in their mouths. Meng Tingjing believes that the sentence "it's just a joke" should be true, and the kiss just now...is also true.

Song Yuzhang and Nie Xueping breathed a sigh of relief after they walked out of the yard.

"Just now..." Song Yuzhang didn't want to explain at first, but after all, he lied in front of the person involved, and after careful consideration, he explained, "I said that because I was concerned about Ting Jing's pain of losing his father. The timing of such an occasion is not good. So it’s just perfunctory.”

"I understand." Nie Xueping said slowly, he turned his face to look at Song Yuzhang, his gaze and expression were completely gentle.

Song Yuzhang smiled, "Aren't you angry?"

Nie Xueping also smiled, "I'm not that stingy."

Song Yuzhang felt relieved again. Seeing that there was no one in front of him, he stretched out his hand and took Nie Xueping's hand. Nie Xueping let him hold it for a while, then squeezed it back forcefully.

When the two returned to the front hall, none of the Song family brothers were there, Meng Sushan said they were inside, and Song Yuzhang went in too.

Nie Qingyun sat with Nie Bonian in his arms. As soon as Nie Xueping sat down, he took Nie Bonian from Nie Qingyun's arms. Nie Qingyun sat for a while, but couldn't sit still, and whispered: "Brother, what happened next?" gone?"

While stroking Nie Bonian's hair, Nie Xueping wrote lightly, "It was a misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding?" Nie Qingyun raised her voice, received a blank glance from Nie Xueping, and then fell silent again. After a while, she couldn't bear it anymore, and when Nie Bonian went to offer incense to Meng Huanzhang, she leaned against Nie Xueping and lowered her voice: "Just now I lost my way and stumbled into Meng Tingjing's courtyard by mistake, and heard..."

Nie Bo Nian came back after burning incense, Nie Qingyun could only keep his mouth shut.

Nie Bonian climbed up to sit on Nie Xueping and asked Nie Qingyun, "Little aunt, what did you say to Dad? I want to hear it too."

Nie Qingyun smiled, "Nothing."

The brothers of the Song family were a little ashamed at the banquet.

Song Yekang was sandwiched between Song Jincheng and Song Qiyuan, one left and one right. The two brothers stared at him covetously, for fear that he would suddenly do something embarrassing. Song Yekang had been reprimanded by the two for a long time, and now he was sick He lowered his head, and occasionally raised his eyes to glance at Nie Qingyun who was diagonally opposite, but he saw that Nie Qingyun was also looking at them, but it wasn't him, but... Song Yuzhang?

Song Yekang glanced at Song Yuzhang quietly.

It's really good-looking, it was amazing at first sight, and it has been amazing until now.

Song Yekang looked away, and couldn't help but start to churn in his heart. It was just a churn, and he didn't mean to turn his face. On this occasion, he couldn't afford to lose this person.

Song Mingzhao's heart was still flustered, his eyes were staring, he just rested his chopsticks in his hands, and didn't eat anything.

The one with the best appetite was Song Yuzhang. The cook of the Meng family was really extraordinary, and every dish was so delicate. If possible, he really hoped that Master Meng could cheat his corpse to die again tonight.

The banquet was terribly quiet, and even Nie Bonian, who is always lively, didn't make much noise. He is a very intelligent child. Although he knew a little about the fight in the yard, he also knew that the adults were not happy. , so obediently did not make a sound.

Meng Tingjing suddenly beckoned to the side, and the servant stepped forward after listening to his orders and backed away. Not long after, another hibiscus crab bucket was added on the table, and it was placed in front of Song Yuzhang.

Seeing this, Nie Qingyun became more and more sure: the ones kissing in the courtyard were Meng Tingjing and Song Yuzhang.

Nie Qingyun harbored a secret in her stomach, and she was more eager than a pregnant woman who was pregnant in October to let the contents of her stomach be seen.

She quietly paid attention to Song Yuzhang and Meng Tingjing, who were sitting diagonally across from each other, with no eye contact.

The more so, the more strange Nie Qingyun felt.

She endured and endured until the banquet was over, and she couldn't help but leaned against Nie Xueping and said, "Brother, I have something to tell you."

Nie Xueping picked up Nie Bonian with one hand, "We'll talk about it when we go back."

The funeral of the Meng family is different from that of the Song family. All the outsiders are sent away first, and only the guests who are relatives are left, and then the coffin is carried out for the funeral.

The Nie family had no connection with the Meng family, so they naturally wanted to leave first. Before leaving, Nie Xueping looked at Song Yuzhang who stayed behind from a distance.

Song Yuzhang was standing with his brothers, and Song Mingzhao, who had just made a fuss, stood beside him with drooping brows, totally lost his arrogance.

Nie Xueping looked away, hugged Nie Bonian and got into the car with Nie Qingyun.

Nie Qingyun hesitated in his heart, wanted to say something but felt that it was hard to say it, after all, it was someone else's private matter, and with Nie Xueping's temperament, he would definitely talk too much about her again.

After returning home, after Nie Bonian returned to the hospital, Nie Qingyun tentatively asked Nie Xueping, "Brother, you said that Meng Tingjing and Song..."

"Don't talk about other people's affairs."

When she was interrupted before she finished speaking, Nie Qingyun sighed softly as expected, "Okay..." Forget it, she'd better hold it by herself.

I don't know if it's absurd or fate, but Meng Huanzhang and Song Zhenqiao were buried on the same mountain.

When Song Yuzhang went up the mountain, he really wanted to dig out the buried Song Zhenqiao and whip his corpse. Naturally, this was impossible, so he could only sneak over and step on the grave to vent his anger.

Meng Huanzhang fell into the coffin, Meng Tingjing took Meng Sushan and several younger sisters one by one with a shovel of soil, and then knelt down to burn incense. The whole process was silent, and at the end, it was also quiet. , the uncles and relatives of the Meng family also returned the greetings with indifferent expressions, and then went down the mountain one after another.

Song Mingzhao made a mistake, afraid that Song Yuzhang would really ignore him, so he whispered to Song Yuzhang that the Meng family's relationship was not good, mainly because Meng Tingjing was unpopular.

Song Yuzhang didn't think Meng Tingjing was so unpopular, seeing the faces of those relatives were numb with forbearance, he knew that these people might be horrified by Meng Tingjing.

Isn't that what big families do?There is no real love in fighting back and forth, isn't the Song family the same?Perhaps it was because of this that Song Mingzhao cared about him extra, and he had to cool off Song Mingzhao a little to avoid further trouble.

Meng Tingjing finally came to see off the Song family.

In front of Song Mingzhao, he thanked and said goodbye with a flat expression and no discrimination.

Both sides are polite, Song Jincheng said: "Since we are a family, let's go down the mountain together."

The two families went down the mountain together, and there was no sound on the way down the mountain.

The car was already waiting at the foot of the mountain, and Song Jincheng wanted to accompany Meng Sushan back to Meng's house, so he and Meng Sushan got into a car of Meng's house.

Song Qiyuan led Song Yekang to leave, but was stopped by Song Yuzhang, "Third brother, let fourth brother live with you tonight, you haven't been together for a long time."

Song Mingzhao was stunned.

Song Yuzhang looked at him and said gently, "Go, fourth brother."

Meng Tingjing watched Song Mingzhao being driven into the car in a daze.

When the Song and Meng families had almost dispersed, Meng Tingjing walked over to Song Yuzhang. He watched the Song family's car leave with his hands behind his back, and said, "Are you punishing him?"

"What is this called?"

"He likes you."

Song Yuzhang turned his face to look at Meng Tingjing, and smiled suddenly, "I thought you were going to be angry."

"Why are you angry? Are you angry?"

Meng Tingjing really lost a lot of weight during this period, but her complexion became much calmer. From Song Yuzhang's point of view, her madness was not so exposed.

"What kind of conditions did you agree with the Nie family to ask Nie Xueping to join you? Don't tell me those jokes, I don't like to hear them." Meng Ting said coldly.

Song Yuzhang smiled, "Why don't you tell me what conditions you agreed to from the Nie family?"

Meng Tingjing turned her face away and said coldly, "Chairman of the chamber of commerce."

Song Yuzhang's expression moved, and Meng Tingjing immediately noticed something strange, "You..." Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by the sound of a vehicle approaching not far away.

The pitch-black car stopped steadily near the two of them from far to near, and it was Nie Mao who got out of the car. Nie Mao ran to the back and opened the door, and Nie Xueping got out of the car.

"Mr. Nie?" Song Yuzhang was slightly surprised.

"Mr. Xiao Song, Boss Meng."

Nie Xueping came over after getting out of the car, greeted the two of them respectively, and then said gently to Song Yuzhang: "I guess it's almost time, so I'll come pick you up."

Song Yuzhang was slightly taken aback, but Meng Tingjing frowned more sensitively. He looked at Nie Xueping, who was watching Song Yuzhang softly. A force restrained him from continuing to think about it.

Song Yuzhang nodded, and said politely to Meng Tingjing: "Brother Meng, then I'll go first."

He turned and walked towards Nie Xueping, but just as he started to take steps, his arm was pulled.

Song Yuzhang turned around, but Meng Tingjing's face and eyes were normal, and he was still calm and calm.

"Brother Meng?"

Meng Tingjing didn't know why she stretched out her hand to grab Song Yuzhang, but she didn't listen to her hand, she reached out without thinking, and grabbed Song Yuzhang instinctively.

He held on to Song Yuzhang in such a stalemate, Song Yuzhang sighed softly in his heart, thinking that no matter whether it was Song Mingzhao or Meng Tingjing, they would be cold if they should be cold, and they should say what they should say, and it would be of no benefit to anyone to continue entanglement.

Anyway, the funeral is already over, so why not make it clear that he can't hide from Meng Tingjing for the rest of his life, so it's actually better to have a clean break.

Song Yuzhang simply said: "I actually spent the night with Mr. Nie the night before."

Nie Xueping looked over calmly.

Meng Tingjing looked at Song Yuzhang almost out of his body. Song Yuzhang's face and expression were all chic and romantic that he was familiar with, including Song Yuzhang's voice was also familiar and gentle with a natural faint smile, as if he was born with a witty joke People are happy.

"Ting Jing, this time it's not a joke."