Thousands suspect fake young master after rebirth

When Chen Qianfan heard Wen Heng's question, he was taken aback: "Mr. Wen, you know Xiao Song."

"It's a friend." Wen Heng nodded, not very warm to him, only looking at Song Xunnan.

Song Xunnan shook his head: "Forget it, Doctor Wen, I'll just sit here."

Wen Heng rested his hand on the back of the chair, not intending to take it back.Seeing this, Chen Qianfan hurriedly said: "Xiao Song, hurry up and sit down and have a good chat with Mr. Wen, you young people must have more topics to talk about, so just leave us old guys alone."

Song Xunnan smiled: "No need, I'll sit here to pour water for everyone."

These words are a bit profound.Chen Qianfan had known for a long time that Song Xunnan was not easy, but he didn't expect him to really let him go.

"There is a waiter here, why did you ask you to pour water?" Wen Heng looked at Mr. Wang who ordered him just now.

Mr. Wang had never heard of Wen Heng, but seeing Chen Qianfan respecting him so much, he felt a little uneasy. He thought about all the famous Wen family members in city b, but before he could figure out who it was, Wen Heng mentioned it.

He said: "Hey, Xiao Song is very diligent, so I just wanted to ask him to help me a little bit. It's because I drank too much but my brain, Xiao Song, don't take it to heart."

It stands to reason that there is no room for the secretary to intervene when they are talking, but Secretary Chen still said beside Song Xunnan: "If Mr. Wang is thirsty, I can do it for Mr. Wang."

Song Hengxuan, who had been staring at Wen Heng, withdrew his gaze, and answered coldly: "Mr. Wang, are you asking Xiao Nan to serve you tea? If the tea is really poured for you, Mr. Wang won't be too hot?"

Wen Heng seemed to have just noticed Song Hengxuan, and the two nodded slightly.

Mr. Wang was about to sweat, he really didn't expect that his words could cause such a big reaction, but it's no big deal to let the junior serve him, serve a cup of tea and pour water.

Chen Qianfan came out to smooth things over: "Mr. Wang, you have drunk a lot. Our little Song is also the president of the company after all. He is very broad-minded. How can you take it to heart? Don't talk nonsense when you are drunk."

Mr. Wang smiled: "Yes, yes, I drank too much, I punished myself with a drink, Xiao Song don't care."

"What are you talking about?" Song Xunnan said with a smile as he watched him turn red from drinking the hot liquor.

Even if things turned around.

Wen Heng asked again: "Sit down?"

Song Xunnan Shi Shiran walked over from his seat: "Sit."

After he sat down, Wen Heng withdrew his hand on the back of the chair and took his seat.

Only then did everyone take their seats.

Seeing this, Song Xunnan was thoughtful, turned his body a little and whispered to Wen Heng, "Doctor Wen, you seem to be very powerful, you won't have any hidden identity."

Wen Heng was sitting on the chair, with a tall and straight figure like jade, and he was fiddling with his set of tableware with his fingers. After hearing this, he replied: "It's a little business of the family. I don't touch it, I'm just a doctor."

Song Xunnan remembered that his family was in the jewelry business. Now it seems that jewelry may be the big head, but it's more than that.He elongated the ending sound "Oh", and his voice was full of laughter: "I let Wang Qi drink just now, is it considered a fake tiger's prestige?"

"If you want to think so." Wen Heng nodded unexpectedly.

Song Xunnan realized that he was joking with him, and stared at his side face in shock.

"What's wrong?" Wen Heng found out and asked him.

Song Xunnan looked away: "It's okay."

The newly served dishes were completely in line with Wen Heng's taste.Not only that, but each person was also given a pair of serving chopsticks, making it clear that they can only use these to pick up vegetables and not to pollute the dishes.

"Mr. Wen, try it. This is the hotel's signature. It uses the chicken soup that has been hanging for several hours as the base, and fry the most tender chicken, mushrooms, fresh bamboo shoots, dried rot and fruits. Order fermented glutinous rice, it can enhance freshness." Chen Qianfan introduced the dishes.

Wen Heng just tasted a chopstick and didn't say much.

Chen Qianfan knew that his temperament had always been like this, and when he changed the topic to chat, even if Wen Heng only answered one out of ten sentences, he could still speak alone.

Song Xunnan kept drinking tea beside him, thinking how to pry Chen Qianfan's mouth open to let him go, when he heard Wen Heng speak beside him.

"How much did you drink?"

Song Xunnan bit his teacup and let go: "Not much, I drink quite well, but it's easier to get on my face."

His neck and face were already pink, even the backs of his ears were red, the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed when he spoke, tea was stained on his lips, and it seemed to smell like wine.

Wen Heng disagreed: "You are just an adult, don't drink so much."

Song Xunnan laughed "poof": "Doctor Wen, I started drinking when I was 12 years old. I'm not a good boy."

Seeing that Wen Heng was more concerned about this issue, Song Xunnan thought it might be a common problem of doctors who cared more about the health of the people around him, so he said half-perfunctorily and half-comfortably, "Don't worry, I know what's going on, I'm fine."

When Chen Qianfan saw Wen Heng talking to Song Xunnan, he stopped and took a sip of tea, speculating on the specific relationship between the two.

He regretted that he didn't give Song Xunnan the project he was interested in earlier, and wanted to see the profit distribution of other companies, but the meaning of giving it now is different.

It's no different than an afterthought.

"Wen Heng?" Seeing that they were chatting happily, Song Hengxuan asked aloud, "Wen's family from Hong Kong?"

Wen Heng nodded in acknowledgment.

Chen Qianfan thought that Song Hengxuan wanted to ask something, and waited for the other party to speak.In the end, Song Hengxuan simply nodded: "So it's Wen's family. But I seem to have met Mr. Wen somewhere."

Song Xunnan was attracted by his words, and looked at the two of them back and forth.

Wen Heng knew Song Hengxuan?

"Indeed, it was raining." Wen Heng replied.

Song Hengxuan narrowed his eyes and completely remembered: "It turned out to be you."

He said why he looked so familiar, it turned out to be the man he saw in the rain that day holding an umbrella with Xiao Nan.

That, the one who completely replaced him.

Thinking of this Song Hengxuan made him feel restless, as if a fire was burning in his heart.But he couldn't show his jealous side in front of Song Xunnan, he didn't forget Song Xunnan's resistance to him.

"Mr. Wen is really caring. He didn't forget to pick up Xiao Nan when it rained. It's hard work." He could only say this in the end.

He originally intended to separate Wen Heng from Song Xunnan, meaning "you are just an outsider who can only be a driver", but Wen Heng's expression did not change after hearing this, and he just said lightly: "It's okay, he is my neighbor. You should take care of him."

Neighbor?

Song Hengxuan tightened his hand holding the cup.

He still didn't dare to find out where Song Xunnan lived and whether he took good care of himself.It is difficult to see him on weekdays.And this person said that they are neighbors, just because they can meet every day, Song Hengxuan can't calm down.

"On the contrary, it's Mr. Song." Wen Heng stared at his eyes, his tone was clear and emotionless, "What's your relationship with Song Xunnan?"

what relationship?

You already know that my surname is Song, but why are we related?

Just as Song Hengxuan was about to blurt out the words, he suddenly realized that he had nothing to do with Song Xunnan.

Words stuck in the throat, choking people uncomfortable.

The scene was silent for a while.

Except for Wen Heng, everyone here knows more or less the subtle connection between them, so I don't know if Wen Heng asked this on purpose.

Wen Heng lowered his eyes after asking, as if he didn't care about Song Hengxuan's answer, and only said after a few seconds of silence: "So it doesn't matter, I misunderstood."

Song Hengxuan's face was so dark that he could drip water.

Why did he think Wen Heng did it on purpose?

Song Xunnan rested his elbows on the table. He was shaking a teacup back and forth in his hand. After hearing this, he smiled "puchipuchi" and narrowed his drunken eyes: "Doctor Wen, I really like you." this mouth.