Thousands suspect fake young master after rebirth

It was Wen Heng's first official meeting with the Song family.

He glanced at the two of them lightly, then looked back, and said to Song Xunnan, "Don't look, go over there."

Song Xunnan fiddled with the cuffs of his suit, and raised his lips and smiled at the person who was secretly looking at him and Song Juwei.

When he went to see it again, Song Xunnan had already stepped up and followed Wen Heng to the seat in the venue.

Song Xunnan sat on his seat, and there were people sitting next to him in twos and threes, talking in low voices about the auction items.

Song Juwei saw him from a distance, held his breath and stood there for a while, and finally came over and sat down not far behind the two voices.

On the contrary, Song Xi beside him took advantage of Song Juwei's inattention and smiled happily at Song Xunnan with stretched eyebrows and eyes.

Song Xunnan couldn't imagine how he managed to bring down Song Juwei while maintaining a gentle and harmless image.

Song Xunnan couldn't figure out why Song Xi was exposed in front of him, but this way, the other party would no longer be able to reach out to his side.

Before crossing the line, he will cut off the opponent's dishonest "hands and feet".

A ruthlessness flashed across Song Xunnan's eyes, but it was clear when he looked again.He didn't dwell on this matter for too long. Seeing that the auction was about to start, Song Xunnan approached Wen Heng and whispered beside him: "Is there anything you like? I'll take a picture and give it to you later, how about it?"

His voice was low and deep, mixed with a little smile, as if he was joking, and the end of his voice rose, and he seemed to be seriously considering this suggestion.

Wen Heng didn't dodge, but looked back at him.

The seats were already close together, but now that Song Xunnan moved closer, they were even closer.

He asked, "Can I ask for anything?"

He really wanted something, how could Song Xunnan refuse: "What do you want?"

Wen Heng slightly opened his lips and said something, his voice floating in the air.

Song Xunnan turned around and looked at the person who hit his knee.

The visitor waved his hands again and again: "Sorry, sorry, the road is a bit narrow, I didn't pay attention."

Song Xunnan glanced at his fat belly, and silently shrank back a little to make way for him.

"Thank you, thank you." He repeatedly thanked Song Xunnan and walked inside.

Song Xunnan was taken aback by this episode, and then looked back at Wen Heng: "Huh? What did you just say?"

"It's nothing." Seeing that he still wanted to ask, Wen Heng said, "Would you like to take a picture of that piece of jade?"

The low price of that piece of jade is ridiculously high, and I don't know how loud it will be if I shout for a while.

"Shoot," Song Xunnan played with the price tag in his hand, squinting his eyes, "It's the same thing if you want to, but you have to do it."

The items at the auction were as undesired as they appeared in the booklet.

Song Xunnan doesn't like to play with words, nor is he arty, so he naturally wouldn't spend money on these unnecessary things, but Wen Heng who was beside him took a picture when he saw a unique dowry, and said to Song Xunnan who came over curiously : "Auntie might like it."

Song Xunnan became a little interested. He had a good impression of Wen Heng's family, especially the lady who always cared about Wen Heng and Wen Jinran from time to time.

"The little...uh, auntie, what else does she like? I happen to give some too." Song Xunnan almost bit his own tongue when the voice changed.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Wen Heng seemed to be smiling when he looked at him.

"Like something more delicate and beautiful."

"Oh," Song Xunnan nodded, and couldn't help adding, "Me too."

Wen Heng is talking about things, he is talking about people.

Hearing what Song Xunnan said, Wen Heng moved his hand on one side, lowered his eyes as if thinking: "Didn't you say, you are..."

It was rare for him to hesitate for a moment, and it took him a long time to finish his sentence slowly: "0. Would you prefer the more refined...the other party?"

Meaning, weak and strong?

This kind of thing was a bit beyond Wen Heng's cognition, so he pursed his lower lip after he finished speaking.

Song Xunnan was stunned for a moment, and when he realized it, he wished he could strangle himself to death who was speaking out loud to Jiang Yuanzhou.

"No, you, me... What are these things?" He squeezed the cuff buttons a little harder, wishing to tear them off, and gritted his back molars, "I said that it was perfunctory for him. , don’t count!”

"Is that so?" Wen Heng nodded.

Song Xunnan suspected that he was trying to put himself off, but it was difficult to explain this kind of thing thoroughly. After all, he couldn't pull the other party's tie and say viciously, "I'm talking about you on the other side of the fart"!

Not quite there yet.

Song Xunnan couldn't vent and suffocated himself to death. In the end, he could only spit out sullenly: "Forget it, I owed you the last time. But I'm really not 0... I won't explain it to you. I'll discuss this kind of topic later. .”

Song Xunnan forcefully stopped the topic, turned his face away and stopped looking at Wen Heng.

Discussing your own sexuality in public, whether it is the upper one or the lower one when you are in bed, and the object is still Wen Heng.

Song Xunnan really didn't know how embarrassed he was.

His face was numb.

Wen Heng looked at his gloomy side face, seemed to understand something, turned sideways, the corners of his lips raised a little bit uncontrollably.