Thousands suspect fake young master after rebirth

Wen Jinran saw that Song Xunnan's gaze had been fixed on that list, and immediately became furious: "Don't look at it, don't look at it, what's so good about this thing, it makes you not even care about the buddies you haven't seen for so long."

Xie Yao laughed and teased: "We Nannan care about you? Don't dream, he doesn't have you in his heart."

Wen Jinran's aggrieved face wrinkled: "Am I not your baby?"

Because a few people get together every day, many people make Song Xunnan and Wen Jinran a pair, but they just talk about random CP, Wen Jinran was a little embarrassed at first, but later he dared to face it when he got thick-skinned Song Xunnan's face was nonsense.

The people around who were paying attention to this side immediately pricked up their ears, and their eyes instantly became [-] degrees hotter.

After Wen Jinran finished speaking, he was ready to be disgusted by Song Xunnan.

Song Xunnan knew they were joking, and while looking at the phone, he said "um", "It's okay, you are still my baby."

A few people sat in the coffee shop and chatted and relaxed. To him, it was too far away, and Song Xunnan actually missed it very much.

After he finished speaking, he found that there was a sudden silence around him, and when he looked up, he found that not only Xie Yao and Wen Jinran, but everyone around him were staring at him dumbfounded.

Xie Yao pointed at him, then at Wen Jinran, no amount of delicate makeup could conceal the astonishment on her face: "You, you..."

Wen Jinran came back to his senses all of a sudden, jumped in front of Song Xunnan, grabbed his shoulders with both hands and shook vigorously: "What did you eat today?! Did you have food poisoning? Wake up!!"

Song Xunnan was so shaken by him that he almost dropped his phone, put his hand on Wen Jinran's forehead with a cold face, and pushed him away: "Get out."

Wen Jinran immediately breathed a sigh of relief when he heard him say this: "Fortunately, your mind is still normal, and it will not affect the game."

Song Xunnan was silent for a long time before swallowing the sentence "Are you the same attribute as Song Hengxuan?"

How can Song Hengxuan be compared with Wen Jinran?He glanced at Wen Jinran's stupid face and thought about it, the corners of his mouth curled up.

I must have been a fool in my previous life to reject such a good friend.

He said: "By the way, since I met you, I would like to ask you to do me a favor."

"What are you busy with?"

A few minutes later, looking at the several suitcases that the driver of Huolala had unloaded from the van, Xie Yao frowned and asked, "Are you really going to move?"

When she heard Song Xunnan talk about renting a house just now, she thought that she would have to wait two or three days to look after the house, but she didn't expect the other party to move into the dormitory first.

It's almost as if you don't want to stay at home for a moment.

Wen Jinran focused on Huolala: "Brother, why don't you drive your own car?"

"That's the Song family's car, not mine." Song Xunnan rolled up his sleeves, the bandages glaringly white in the sun, "Help move it, and I'll treat you to dinner later."

Song Xunnan only brought what he should have taken away, and did not bring the rest of the high-end clothes and luxury items.

No matter how good the things are, he can buy them himself, but the hands of the Song family will get a little dirty after passing by.

Xie Yao must have sensed something, but didn't ask anything, just said: "I'll help you see things down here."

Wen Jinran saw Song Xunnan's exposed bandages. He didn't know how serious Song Xunnan's injuries were, but he hurried forward to stop Song Xunnan's hand carrying the suitcase: "I'll come, but I won't eat. Go back to the family dinner in the evening, and save up for this meal."

"Family gathering? Isn't your home from S City?" Xie Yao asked.

Wen Jinran's mask of pain: "Not with my family."

Xie Yao immediately understood: "Is it your cold-blooded cousin who has been in cryogenic freezing all year round?"

Wen Jinran glanced at Song Xunnan guilty and nodded: "It's him, my mother asked me to go to his house every week." He was a little annoyed as he spoke, "I'm so old and still let others control me If you go to a bar on weekends, you will be checked!"

Song Xunnan looked at his slightly immature baby face, rua like a dog's head, and Wen Jinran said, "You are still young, brother."

Wen Jinran has always been afraid of his cousin since he was a child.

His cousin Wen Heng was a child of someone else's family since he was a child. He skipped grades all the way to university, and then went abroad smoothly.

Just when Wen Jinran thought he had escaped from the nightmare of his cousin and was enjoying his college life, his cousin unexpectedly came back to the city where he went to school despite his carefree life abroad.

Wen Jinran emo, but Wen's mother was happy, and asked Wen Heng to take care of Wen Jinran.

At this time Wen Jinran was at the dining table at Wen Heng's house.

Auntie has already cooked a table of meals, with a combination of meat and vegetables, bland and pathetic, it looks like Wen Heng's taste.

Wen Jinran was silently thinking about his grilled crayfish with oysters, while quietly looking at Wen Heng who was sitting opposite him.

The man dressed more casually at home than in the hospital. The pure white home clothes did not play a soft role on him, but called him cooler, like a handful of pure fresh snow, free from mundane dust.

Wen Heng was serving food, Wen Jinran followed his arm and looked at those hands.

They say that the hands of pianists and doctors are the most beautiful and perfect in the world.And Wen Heng's is undoubtedly the top-level work among them, each piece is just right and perfect, which reminds people of the elegance and danger of these hands holding a thin and sharp scalpel.

Wen Heng noticed Wen Jinran's absent-minded gaze.He put down his chopsticks and looked at his cousin.

"What have you been doing lately?" He asked calmly.

Wen Jinran replied honestly: "Recently, I have signed up for ICIC for group work during the busy period. I am currently improving the project. With Nanshin's help, the progress is estimated to be much faster, and the finished product will be ready in one month."

Wen Heng said "hmm".

He was really just asking, not at all curious about what Wen Jinran said.

At the end of the weekly routine questioning, the two returned to a state of relative silence.

Wen Jinran is an extrovert and can't stand loneliness.He remembered that Song Xunnan asked him to inquire about renting a house. It happened that Wen Heng had just bought a house. He thought he knew one or two real estate agents, so he asked, "Brother, do you know a real estate agent? My friend wants to rent a house. "

Wen Heng: "What kind of rental?"

Wen Jinran thinks that although Song Xunnan left the Song family, he has made a lot of money developing software by himself over the years, so he should be a good money owner.He looked around Wen Heng's house, and said, "It's just you, brother. Oh right, just ask the agent if there are any houses in this community. It just so happens that you are also in this community."

When the time comes, he will come out from Wen Heng's house and go directly to play with Song Xunnan, he will be happy!

Wen Heng glanced at him.

The more Wen Jinran thought about it, the happier he became: "Why don't you think about renting together? Such a big house is quite deserted to live in by yourself, why don't you add someone to live with you."

Wen Heng refused without hesitation, with a flat voice: "No."

Wen Jinran just casually said that he knew that his cousin, who was obsessed with cleanliness, would not agree.He said, "Then you remember to push the agent to me."

To be honest, the decoration of Wen Heng's home is not bad, it is a refined decoration with bags to move in, the design is simple but not simple, and there is an elegant taste everywhere.

Wen Jinran took a lot of photos and sent them to Song Xunnan, wanting to show off.

[I don't like it after hearing it: Do you like it? 】

As soon as Song Xunnan turned on the phone, Wen Jinran's pictures swiped the screen.He opened the picture and looked at it carefully.

[N. : You found the house on Putuo Mountain, right? 】

[I don't like it after hearing it:?What? 】

[N. : The decoration is so frigid, I don’t have worldly desires in it. 】

Sexual frigidity?

Wen Jinran raised his head in disbelief to look at his cousin's house again, and found...it seemed to be true.

No wonder his cousin was able to catch him at a glance, it turned out to be a match of attributes.

Song Xunnan felt that the decoration did not conform to his aesthetics, but it was not a big problem, so he asked Wen Jinran.

[N. : Which lot?How much?If it is suitable, you can rent it for me first. 】

[I don't like it after hearing it: No, this is my brother's house, he doesn't share it. 】

Song Xunnan: "..."

After wasting 3 minutes of his life, he blankly turned off the phone screen, turned on the computer and started typing codes.

Although Song Xunnan has completed day study, the dormitory has been reserved, with a single room for one person.Anyway, he couldn't stay for a few days, so he directly opened the suitcase on the ground without planning to pack it up.

The Song family didn't realize that Song Xunnan was not at home until dinner.

Song Juwei convened a board meeting today, and was pissed off by those old people, and found out that Song Xunnan was not at home, so he immediately became angry: "Did he go out to fool around again? Boss, you go and call me back this bad guy! I have to get rid of this habit for him today!"

Xu Qing and Song Xi comforted Song Juwei softly, letting him calm down.Song Yuqing was on the sidelines watching the fun with nothing to do with him.

Song Hengxuan didn't think that Song Xunnan had gone out for a drink. Thinking of the other party's abnormal behavior these days, he felt a little strange, so he hurriedly called Song Xunnan.

A sweet female voice came from the speaker: "Hi, the user you dialed is busy, sorry..."

Song Juwei said in a deep voice, "Fight again!"

Song Hengxuan made a few more calls, all of which said "the user is busy" without exception.

Song Yuqing frowned: "Could it be that the third child blocked you?"

Song Hengxuan pondered for a while, and called the servant beside him: "Go up and check his bedroom, are the things still there?"

The servant went up and came down quickly: "Sir, most of San Shao's things are still there, but the ones that are used frequently are gone, and a few suitcases are also missing."

Song Yuqing had a little interest in his eyes: "Run away from home?"

His younger brother is very courageous, so he is not afraid of leaving. The Song family will never want him again?

Song Juwei's anger flared up again after being comforted. He slapped the table, shaking the bowls and chopsticks: "Run away from home? Who is he protesting against? Can't you see that the Song family recognizes their ancestors and returns to their ancestors?!"

Hearing this, Song Xi silently lowered his head and went to stir his clothes: "It's all my fault, it would be fine if I don't come back, third brother won't be like this now..."

"Song Xi." Song Hengxuan glanced at his father's face, and called out Song Xi's name in a gentle manner, as if to warn him.

Hearing Song Xi's words, Song Juwei's eyes turned black, and his forehead twitched: "We haven't denied him yet, but he does not recognize this younger brother! Well, what a Song Xunnan, he is really an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf!"

Uncle Sun on the side was shocked when he heard this.

Even if he was angry, it would be too much to say such a thing. He, an outsider, would feel unfeeling when he heard it. The third young master didn't know how sad he would be.

Xu Qing was not as angry as Song Juwei, but her face was not looking good, she said coldly: "Continue to call him, second child, Xiaoxi, you all call."

At this time, Uncle Sun hoped that the call would not be connected, otherwise the husband would be angry and would say so many cruel words.

The Song family all joined the battle, and none of them got through to Song Xunnan's phone, and even the chat software sent a bright red exclamation point.

Obviously, Song Xunnan blocked all their contact information, as if trying to completely draw the Song family out of his circle.

"Still can't get through." Song Hengxuan suppressed the bad feeling in his heart, asked the servant just now to get her mobile phone, and pulled out the string of numbers.

No matter what mood everyone at the table is in, they all calm down and wait for the voice on the other end of the phone.

After a long beep, Song Xunnan's voice came through the receiver: "Hello."

Song Juwei was getting angry, Song Hengxuan didn't give him the phone, but turned on the loudspeaker: "Third brother, where are you now? No matter where you are, go home right away."

Song Xunnan was taken aback when he heard it was Song Hengxuan's voice. He glanced at the strange number displayed on his phone, and had a guess in his heart.

He said: "What home? If you're talking about the Jianglan villa area on the outskirts of city b, I can only say that the house has nothing to do with me."

Song Xunnan's indifferent and even pessimistic voice spread throughout the restaurant, and everyone had different expressions.

Song Juwei directly took the phone over: "Song Xunnan, if you weren't my own son, I would beat you to death today!"

These words made Song Hengxuan frown, and Song Xunnan's face, which was too pale and weak due to blood loss, flashed in front of his eyes.

Even though Song Xunnan really owed a lesson for running away from home, his father shouldn't have said it so badly, the third child would take it seriously.

After hearing Song Juwei's words, Song Xunnan didn't feel as sad as Song Hengxuan thought, but sneered, "I really disappointed Mr. Song, I'm not your own son. But if you want to kill your own sons, I won't Opinion."

He said, and added coolly: "Oh, by the way, remember to tell me after you are beaten to death, I will go to the prison to see you when the time comes, and respect your filial piety for so many years."

He called Song Juwei no longer an affectionate father, but a cold and unfamiliar "Mr. Song".

He and the Song family have long been in debt, Song Juwei is yelling at him like this, he can't bear it anymore.

Song Juwei said "you, you" over there for a long time, unable to speak, holding his breath in his throat.

Song Xunnan didn't have time to spend with him. He was working on a piece of software, and it was almost finished: "Mr. Song, I still have things to do. If I have nothing else to say, I'll just hang up."

Song Juwei finally smoothed out the gloom in his chest, his face livid: "Song Xunnan, if you don't come back tonight, you will never come back!"

Song Xunnan fell silent.

Song Juwei's threat was based on the foundation of "I can't leave the Song family", so he used the Song family to persecute him with confidence.

Hearing the silence on the other end, Song Juwei thought he had given in.

But even if Song Xunnan admitted his mistake, Song Juwei would not let him go so easily.He knows his son too well, and he can't grow his memory without some beatings.

"Song Xunnan, since you ran away from home, you should have thought about not being able to enter this house in the future. If you don't want to come back today, the Song family will not have you in the future—" This person!

Song Juwei's unspoken words were interrupted by Song Xunnan.

He was very calm on the other end of the phone, and said very seriously: "Mr. Song, you reminded me that my household registration has not been moved out yet. Otherwise, let's go to the police station to apply for household registration sometime. How about tomorrow?"

He couldn't wait to get rid of the last bit of relationship with the Song family.

Song Juwei's breath was stagnant, and he suspected that he had heard it wrong: "What did you say?!"