Thousands suspect fake young master after rebirth

When Song Xunnan went out, he happened to see two people standing at the door of Wen Heng's house, and the three of them were talking about something.

Wen Heng was facing him, seeing him come out and nodding to him.

Song Xunnan recognized these two as the newlyweds who were decorating the upstairs, and they probably came to apologize for breaking the plumbing in Wen Heng's house.

really.

"Sir, I'm really sorry for causing trouble to you. We will find someone to fix it. I'm really sorry." The man among them said with embarrassment.

"Tell them to be more careful in the future." Wen Heng stood there with a dove gray overcoat in his hand, with a tall and straight figure.

Even though he was angry at the time, he is still polite and well-spoken now.

But others may not feel it, at least his wife thinks that Wen Heng is a bit fierce, and some dare not look him in the eyes.

Seeing the couple apologize repeatedly and leave after making compensation, Song Xunnan leaned against the door frame and smiled: "Why do I feel that others are so afraid of you?"

"Really?" Wen Heng turned around and closed the door, turned to look at him, "Are you afraid too?"

Song Xunnan nodded: "Of course, I'm so timid, and I'm naturally afraid when I see you with a straight face."

Wen Heng ignored his nonsense, walked straight to the elevator, and blocked the elevator door with his hand: "Come in."

He didn't let go of his hand until Song Xunnan stepped in.

"Speaking of which, I just said that yesterday, but I didn't expect you to really plan to pick me up for work." He looked at Wen Heng's clothes, nodded and commented, "And you were dressed very formally."

Wen Heng looked at his clothes, and didn't see any difference from the past: "There is a meeting today, I didn't go to it originally, but I came out to see you off, so I just happened to take care of it on the way."

"What type?" Song Xunnan asked, only to realize that Wen Heng's work is sometimes a bit special in nature, so he must keep it secret, so he hurriedly said, "If you can't say it, let it go."

Wen Heng: "There's nothing we can't say, it's just that a group of people get together to argue about who should get the most funding for next year."

A group of leading scientists got together and quarreled over the appropriation of funds. Song Xunnan imagined it and found that he couldn't think of it.

It was even harder for him to imagine that Wen Heng was going to quarrel too.

"No wonder you don't want to go."

Wen Heng said "hmm", quite helpless.

There was a moment of silence in the elevator.

Only then did Song Xunnan realize that there were only the two of them in the small confined space.

Two big men standing together are not crowded, but they will touch each other's body unintentionally.

At this time, is it better to increase some physical contact?

Song Xunnan was thinking about how to close the distance between the two of them without leaving a trace, when the elevator stopped on the 8th floor, and three teenagers with skateboards came up.

"I told you to get up earlier, and the place is probably occupied again at this time." One of the teenagers with a green hairband said while turning his head and getting into the elevator, almost stepping on Song Xunnan.

He quickly took a step back to avoid it.

"Ah, I'm sorry." The boy apologized by rubbing the back of his head.

"If the place is occupied, change it to another one. It's not interesting to stay on that street all the time. Happy's place is good. Let's ask him out today?"

"Forget it, this kid was caught by his father recently to take the postgraduate entrance examination, and he was tortured to death every day."

The three of them all had painful faces in an instant: "That is really tormenting."

The quiet elevator suddenly became crowded and noisy.

After Song Xunnan pushed a step, he realized that he and Wen Heng had retreated into a corner.He glanced at the three people who were chatting happily, and found that they were not looking back.

He turned sideways and winked at Wen Heng.

The other party didn't look at him at all.

Song Xunnan clicked his tongue, and scratched Wen Heng's palm hanging by his side with his little finger.

The palms of his subordinates trembled, Wen Heng retracted his palms, and looked down at the perpetrator.

"what happened?"

Song Xunnan didn't know why, and he didn't want others to hear their conversation, so he lowered his voice: "Didn't I say I would take you out to relax last time? Have you thought about where to go?"

The three talked and laughed loudly, but Wen Heng didn't hear clearly, and Song Xunnan moved a little further away, so he asked him to say it again.

Song Xunnan leaned over, bit his ear next to him, and repeated: "Did you hear me clearly?"

Wen Heng didn't answer right away, but frowned and thought for a while, then patted Song Xunnan on the shoulder to let him look at him, just like when he was talking to himself, deliberately lowered his voice and bit his ear at him.

"It's all right, listen to Mr. Song." The voice was low and gentle.

Song Xunnan covered his ears, pursed his lips and pushed the person away, and Wen Heng left.

Without his cover, Song Xunnan saw that the three people who were talking stopped talking, and stared at the two of them dumbfounded.

Song Xunnan raised his eyebrows: "What's the matter?"

"No, no, it's okay, it's okay." The green-haired boy hurriedly waved his hands, turned his head after speaking, and pulled his companion to turn his head too.

I thought to myself that this person is so strange, he is good-looking and shy with red ears, but he speaks so fiercely.

And...was the posture of the two of them kissing just now?It's kissing!

The young man with green hair screamed for help silently from the bottom of his heart, feeling like a big hot light bulb.

Not knowing how his actions would affect others, Song Xunnan took Wen Heng's ride all the way to the company.

Just as the security guards downstairs were about to stop them, they saw President Song get out of the car and greet them.

Wen Heng lowered the car window and asked him, "What time do you get off work in the afternoon?"

Song Xunnan didn't want to leave after hearing the words, and leaned his elbows on the car window to look at him in the driver's seat: "Are you really going to pick me up?"

Wen Heng was also looking at him, and rubbed his fingers on the steering wheel: "Do you want me to pick it up?"

For a moment, Song Xunnan felt that there was a deep meaning in these words, but when he looked into Wen Heng's shallow eyes, he felt that he was thinking too much.

"I usually leave at 05:30. If you can't come, please call me in advance and I will take a taxi back."

Wen Heng nodded: "Go downstairs after you finish your work, I will wait for you in the lobby."

"Then," Song Xunnan took two steps back, smiled and waved at him, "bye, see you this afternoon."

Seeing Wen Heng drive away, Song Xunnan disappeared at the corner of the street before turning around, only to see Wen Jinran with a bun in his mouth and a shocked expression on his face.

Wen Jinran: "Ni Jing Ran Lan came here in the car of the grasshopper, the mud is so swollen that I can't think about it!"

"..." Song Xunnan was speechless, "You swallow the buns before talking."

Wen Jinran didn't even have time to swallow it, and took it out of his mouth: "You came here in my brother's car, what's going on with you!"

Song Xunnan was puzzled: "It seems that this is not the first time you saw me riding in your brother's car. Why are you so shocked today?"

Wen Jinran was silent for a moment, and was even more shocked; "I thought that was the only time you sat in his car. I haven't ridden in his car a few times. Brother Nan, how do you manage to sit in his car every day?"

Song Xunnan asked: "Is your brother's cleanliness that serious? I think it's okay, it seems that you can't tell it in your daily life."

Wen Jinran bit the bun bitterly: "How could it not be serious? He hates all furry things, and every time he touches them, he has to wash his hands for a long time, because I have never had any pets since I was a child. He also I don’t like other people to live in his house, it feels like a large invading germ, and after the guests come and leave, they must be cleaned inside and out..."

Seeing him snapping his fingers and saying one by one, Song Xunnan suddenly interrupted him.

"I have a puppy at home," he paused, then continued under Wen Jinran's "oh and then" gaze, "Your brother hugged it, helped it find food, and took it for injections."

Wen Jinran: "?"

Song Xunnan: "Besides, if I'm too busy at work, I'll ask your brother to take care of me, add some dog food and water. Now my dog ​​is as close to him as he is to me."

Wen Jinran: "???"

"One more thing..." Song Xunnan thought for a while, but still didn't plan to say it considering Wen Jinran's ability to bear it, "I stayed at your brother's house once, and I was drunk at the time, and he brought me back. By the way, does your brother hate the smell of alcohol? I even let him drink."

Wen Jinran: "...?????"

Song Xunnan poked him and asked sincerely, "So is the problem big?"

Wen Jinran took a deep breath and exploded: "This is not a big or small problem! This is a subversion of my understanding of my brother in the past 20 years!"

Song Xunnan rubbed his nose, feeling that Wen Jinran was somewhat broken at this moment.

After Wen Jinran finished venting, his face was full of grief: "You tell me the truth, Brother Nan, there is really nothing between you and my brother?"

Song Xunnan answered quickly: "Nothing."

At least not so far.

"Really?" Wen Jin didn't believe it.

Fake, I want you to be my brother-in-law.

Song Xunnan said: "Of course it's true, you still don't believe me?"

"That's it, no, it's weird no matter how you think about it... Please let me calm down."

Song Xunnan nodded and didn't bother him to distract himself.

Wen Jinran followed him all the way from the company entrance to the office, and finally recovered a little bit of energy. He pulled the door frame and looked at Song Xunnan, and suddenly said something.

"Actually, it's good to think about it this way. My brother was too silent before and didn't have any friends at all. It's only been a few years that he has gradually gotten better, but there are still very few people around him, and he doesn't seem to be close... As his family member I can't even get close to him. Brother Nan, if you, if you..."

He frowned "if" for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth: "Anyway, if he really changed a lot like you said, I'd be quite happy. Ahhhhh no way, I have to calm down!"

After a series of unintelligible words, he slammed the door and digested it himself.

Song Xunnan looked at the closed door and decided to give Wen Jinran some time to relax. He seemed to have been greatly stimulated.

It's just that he suddenly became curious about Wen Heng's previous affairs.

Wen Heng never seemed to mention his past.

Song Xunnan kept this matter in mind, and returned to his office to deal with the small documents accumulated in his hands.

In fact, there are not so many things to do overtime. Most of the time is spent reviewing previous projects to see if there are any loopholes.

The whole company is quiet. Except for the busy technical department, everyone rarely comes to work overtime on weekends, and Song Xunnan never forces them. That's it.

As long as he is busy, Song Xunnanbian seldom thinks about him and concentrates on his work.

time flies.

The phone in his hand rang, and he glanced at his watch, realizing that it was already afternoon.

It was probably Wen Heng's phone call.

Thinking like this, Song Xunnan didn't look at it and picked it up directly: "Are you downstairs? Wait a minute, I'll go down right away."

What came from the other end was not Wen Heng's unique cold voice, but Song Yuqing's hoarse cough.

There seemed to be blood froth in his throat, he coughed twice and suppressed it forcefully, and said to Song Xunnan, "Why don't you call me?"

"What?" Song Xunnan found out that it wasn't Wen Heng who was going to hang up, so he was puzzled to hear him say that, "Why are you calling? Also, I didn't pinch your vocal cords last time, so don't pretend to be sick."

Song Yuqing coughed and laughed, without explaining what happened to him.He laughed a few times and it was too painful, so he stopped, paused, and said seriously: "You told me at the time that I could save you, why didn't you find me, and find that man?"