lover relationship

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After hanging up the phone, Sang Ye stood in front of the door blankly, Ferdinand made him a cup of hot milk with honey, Sang Ye took a sip but felt sick, ran to the bathroom and vomited.

Ferdinand wanted to comfort him a few words, but he didn't know where to start with all these grievances and grievances, so he sighed and patted him on the back.

Sang Ye shook his hand back, his phone rang again on the bed, this time it was Fu Zhifei.

Sang Ye simply rinsed his mouth, pushed Ferdinand out the door, and answered the phone: "..."

Fu Zhifei said "Hello" in a deep voice.

Sang Ye didn't answer, he half leaned against the head of the bed and didn't move.

Fu Zhifei also fell silent, and said after a long time: "... Zhang Deming's incident broke out a month and a half ago, and now the Internet is not as noisy as before. Lin Wei didn't want to announce the Sang Qin incident, because he left him a decent .”

"...I know," Sang Ye said with a dry voice, and chuckled softly, "I thank their whole family."

"It is said that Zhang Deming's matter has been investigated since two years ago. He was exposed to the public. Apart from the evidence of photos and videos, this matter is mostly 'artificial'," Fu Zhifei said, "Two years ago, you and Before Lin Wei broke up."

Sang Ye pursed his lips: "So? Now even you have to come and tell me that Lin Wei has been thinking about me since two years ago, and I'm too self-willed when I leave like this?"

"No..." Fu Zhifei sighed, "The matter of Sang Qin should have been a thing of the past long ago, Sang Ye, some things should have been a thing of the past long ago."

Sang Ye burst out laughing, tears fell, and his tone was still steady: "Let me make an analogy: when I was in elementary school, the children told you, Dad, they threw mud on me, and Dad said, what they did was wrong, but You have to think about whether you have done something wrong? When you were in junior high school, your child told you that your father and his classmates didn’t talk to me and bullied others. My father said that it was because your grades were so good that they were jealous. It is mediocrity that is not envied."

"The child grows up and asks bitterly, Dad, why can't you always trust me directly and clearly? Dad said, the past is in the past, it's just a small thing, you are an adult, why do you still care about this?" Woolen cloth?"

Sang Ye replied to Fu Zhifei: "I just care about this, I just can't get through."

Fu Zhifei remained silent on the phone for a long time.

Ferdinand sent Sang Ye to the plane. Sang Ye smiled and waved to him. The pen had a sharp gold tip, leaving deep ink marks on the paper——

"Dawn will break, and the first blur of color—not so much the birth of the day as the death of the night."

Autumn in the north is getting colder, gloves and a gentleman's stick, knocking on the shiny floor tiles, like a second tick, and then stop in front of Fang Xian, Sang Ye raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile: "Where is Lin Zheng?"

Fang Xian asked him to get in the car as he did: "Boss Lin didn't come."

Sang Ye smiled and didn't bring up this matter again, and chatted a little about Fang Xian's life in recent years, and his family added a daughter.

Fang Xian chatted about his family's habitual coldness and softness, and showed Sang Ye the photos and videos of his children, and saw the little girl in the video where Fang Xian hugged Douding and spit bubbles.

They had already landed in Suhe in the evening, and Fang Xian handed Sang Qin's criminal evidence to Sang Ye: "Mr. Lin has reported the case this morning and handed over the evidence to the police station. Director Wang has suppressed this matter for the time being, and is just waiting for you." be prepared."

Sang Ye sneered: "Prepare, how do you prepare for this. Lin Wei hopes that Zi'an will go bankrupt, and it is most appropriate to catch Sang Qin by surprise. The chairman is detained, the shares in his hand are enforced, unilaterally withdraw the shares, and then some people follow the same advice." You can apply to enter the bankruptcy liquidation process if you frighten the remaining old things by catching wind and shadows."

Sang Ye tilted his head and glanced at Fang Xian: "Aren't your bosses here at Suhe coming to pick up the plane?"

Fang Xian whispered: "No."

Sang Ye frowned, and clicked his tongue.

The 32nd floor under his name has been bought by Ms. White. Ye Xiaoru took over Yuansheng's out-of-town project manager. Now he is on a business trip and cannot make money every three days. He bought another newly built small duplex building under his name with a loan. The grandparents were picked up and changed to a big house.

There is only one last property left in Sang Ye, which is in the community next to Jianan.

In the past, he would move here when he had a quarrel with Lin Wei. Every morning, he swaggered past the Jianan Building, showed Lin Wei, and asked him to coax him.

Now there is only this one property left, and if he had to bite the bullet and pass by the Jianan Building every day, Sangye tore off his collar, and fell asleep in the dark when the housekeeping was finished.

The next day he went to Jianan to look for Lin Wei. The front desk lady changed to a new person, she just smiled at him politely and asked, "Sir, do you have an appointment?"

Sang Yesan called Fang Xian twice, and Secretary Fang didn't get on the line when he got impatient, and told him politely: "Boss Lin is on a business trip."

Sang Ye raised his hand and almost smashed the phone, and went to drink with Fu Zhifei like a villain.

Lin Wei's "business trip" was not easy. He flew from the chairman's office to the chairman's secretarial department.

Fang Xian was under a lot of pressure. He endured and endured for his daughter's milk powder money, and kept silent. He didn't say anything to the boss, and just continued the topic of the previous report: "Yesterday, Mr. Sang meant that since the evidence has been handed over to Bureau Wang There, it’s best to act as soon as possible, to catch them off guard, and then Zi’an can enter the liquidation process as soon as possible.”

Lin Wei made himself a cup of coffee at Fang Xian's place, and drank quietly: "How long will it take for Yuansheng's legal person change?"

"The procedure can be completed before the end of the month."

Lin Wei narrowed his eyes slightly: "Yuansheng's legal person has changed, and Zi'an has gone bankrupt and liquidated. In this way, Sangye will have no more ties, and then he will leave whenever he wants?"

Fang Xian's heart skipped a beat: "Yuansheng's equity transfer contract has been signed, and the legal person change is only left with Mr. Sang's signature and entrustment... Is there any new arrangement for Zi'an?"

"I don't understand why Lin Wei wants the Wang Bureau to suppress Sang Qin's criminal evidence." Sang Ye picked up the saucer, felt it was too hot, and put it down again. "He asked me to come back because he wanted to see me, but now he has no one There are no shadows, do you think it is strange?"

Fu Zhifei sat at the tea table making tea, with smooth movements, slightly blowing away the clear tea color, and took a sip of the fragrance: "You asked the wrong person about this."

Sang Ye: "You don't know about this?"

"I don't know. I just came back from Suzhou, and I have always had little contact with Lin Wei," Fu Zhifei said. The director knew each other. Later, Ju Wang told me several times that he admired Lin Wei."

Sang Ye opened his mouth: "Why are all the coincidences with him."

Fu Zhifei glanced at him: "It's his 'coincidence' about you."

Sang Ye pursed his lips.

Fu Zhifei: "I'll ask Bureau Wang about the situation tomorrow, and I'll talk to you then."

Sang Ye nodded, then slumped back to his small old house, Shu Wang refused to ask him to have dinner with him.

Fu Zhifei watched him walk away in a daze, closed the door and poured out the remaining tea.

When Shu Wang went to make dinner, Master Fu hugged him from behind, grabbed his red-stained ears, pecked and kissed him twice, and then sighed.

Shu Wang nodded his nose: "Don't sigh."

Fu Zhifei said jokingly, "You won't grow old so fast just by sighing."

"Because of Sang Ye's matter?" Shu Wang served the fish head soup, pushed the coquettish puppy at his feet and put it on the table, "I told you earlier, they can't be separated."

Fu Zhifei followed him into the kitchen again: "When did you say that?"

Shu Wang rolled his eyes and looked at him: "Didn't he and Lin Wei argue about breaking up when we went to the hot spring villa the year before last? You forgot."

Fu Zhifei immediately "suddenly realized", and said with great desire to survive: "I haven't forgotten it, I just remembered it."

Shu Wang raised the corners of his mouth a little, and held back the pressure, and set the table for him with brisk steps: "I feel that he and Lin Wei...in fact, both of them know what they think in their hearts, but they just don't want to admit it. During the year and a half of their separation, neither of them found a new boyfriend, and they still mentioned each other's name, anyone can see it clearly, so you are the only ones in a hurry."

He went into the kitchen and wiped the counters clean, washed his hands and prepared to eat.One big and one small beside him, a tall and big Fu Zhifei, and a puppy the size of a pea ding, followed him in and out three or four times in a daze, Shu Wang smiled and said, "Why are you following me around. "

Fu Zhifei looked at his hand in the water, turned the faucet to the hot water side, grabbed Shu Wang's hand and passed it carefully into the warm water: "Don't use cold water when it's cold."

Shu Wang couldn't laugh or cry: "Summer hasn't passed yet!"

Fu Zhifei squeezed his hand and sighed again: "If Sang Ye can talk like that, the sun will rise from the west."

"So it's useless for you to worry about it," Shu Wang said, "By the way, isn't mom's birthday coming? I need to prepare a gift in the next two days. The massage chair I bought for my grandparents has a new model this year. I bought this one. Or buy skin care products?"

Fu Zhifei saw that he was suddenly silent, and hugged him into his arms and rubbed him snoringly.

Shu Wang blushed with his messy hair, and glared at him, "What are you doing?" Fu Zhifei rubbed him into his arms: "Compared with Sang Ye's family, we are so happy."

"...I don't think so." Shu Wang's family is not considered complete, and he stepped out of the dust and mud abruptly. "Fortunately, you still have to fight for it by yourself."

Fu Zhifei rubbed his face like a child.

The two of them were halfway through the meal, Shu Wang thought for a while and said: "But I haven't seen my parents very much since I was a child, so there is no gap, and there are always grandparents by my side, which is actually not bad. The specific situation of Sang Ye I don't know, but there is a process of 'coming out', didn't you say that he has always had a grudge against Sang Qin, and when the grudge is over and he puts aside his worries, he will probably be able to come out."

Fu Zhifei nodded: "I think so too. Sang Ye himself knows that there must be a settlement between him and Sang Qin before he can get out of the shadow of his family. That's why he returned to China with this idea back then."

When Shu Wang was cleaning up the dishes, he was still talking: "When the time comes, everything will be over. What do you think Sang Ye will become? Do you wash the dishes and cook quietly?"

He said himself laughingly: "I don't think it's possible."

Fu Zhifei hugged him and pinched the ring on his ring finger: "Why do you keep talking about him?"

Shu Wang blushed, and whispered, "I haven't finished washing the dishes, Mr. Fu."

Fu Zhifei's time to call the Wang Bureau was delayed due to seduction and confusion, but the news that Su Heli Sang Qin had committed an offense was the first to fly out with wings.Zi'an panicked all over the place, and some accomplices who had known about it for a long time were even more anxious, and even proposed the idea of ​​reducing capital and withdrawing shares, which was suppressed by Sang Qin with a cold snort.

He was still strong on the outside, but his heart was already panicked. He listened to the progress of Zhang Deming's case from across the river, praying to God and Buddha, hoping that Zhang Deming would be convicted as soon as possible, before he could be found out.

Those shady transactions were burned by fire seven years ago, and they were the ashes under his feet.

The torment caused his personality to be a little distorted, and his attitude towards Bai Tinghe at home became worse and worse. At one point, he even made a move because of Bai Tinghe's late return.

Aunt Qiu screamed and wanted to call the police, and Sang Qin became irritable at that time: "What to call the police! Whoever wants to call the police! Whoever dares to call the police, I will kill him!"

He glared at Bai Tinghe: "Where did you go in the afternoon! Did you also hear about some criminal theory and want to run away with money, I tell you this is impossible! It's all rumors! What does Zhang Deming have to do with me! That's a piece of trash that both men and women eat!"

Bai Tinghe was covering half of his swollen face, half lying on the ground, and suddenly realized that everything was so ridiculous. The floor was covered with Italian handmade carpets, tens of thousands of yuan per level, covering the floor, and the floor covering the cement blocks underneath. , Cement blocks are built on the muddy ground.

Hearing Sang Qin's last words, Bai Tinghe felt extremely harsh. She laughed like crazy, and burst into tears at the end of the laugh.

Sang Qin was upset when he heard that, and kicked his foot: "Why are you crying! Do you think you are a widow?"

Bai Tinghe flinched in pain, screaming and questioning: "Why did you become like this! Sang Qin! Why did you become like this! You still have to be shameless! What are you living for!"

Sang Qin was struck by lightning, Bai Tinghe's sharp questioning and his ex-wife's quiet tearful appearance overlapped together, like a soul showing two faces, digging out his pickled heart and lungs and putting them in the sun to dry.

Bai Tinghe pointed his nose and scolded: "Do you think I really don't know anything! You know the relationship between you and Zhang Deming very well! Sang Qin, you are not a person, you are a beast You can’t contain fire in paper, you will suffer retribution sooner or later!”

Sang Qin trembled all over: "What do you know? What did you do? Did you tell others? You! You didn't call the police, did you?"

Bai Tinghe wiped the corner of her mouth and sneered: "Are you afraid too? What did I do? Did I do something to be sorry for you? Sang Qin, ask yourself, ten years! Nearly 20 years! How did I treat you? How did you treat me again! You lied to me that you didn't have a family, you lied to me that you would have children again, you hung out behind my back, and those little stars, and you even gave yourself away to sell!"

"Are you disgusting! Are you disgusting!" Bai Tinghe screamed and got up and grabbed his collar, "You said you would give me a good life! I would rather live a hard life with you and cook for you Laundry! I don’t want you to do these disgusting things to make black-hearted money! You have fallen into the eyes of money! You are crazy and don’t even want face for making money! What kind of man are you!”

Sang Qin's hands moved faster than his brain, panicked and frightened, the woman's hand in the abyss pulled him, and he slapped Bai Tinghe's face and knocked her to the ground, knocking her head on the coffee table!

The cracked glass whizzed like tinnitus, occasionally mixed with the sound of police sirens. The ambulance rushed to the Sangzhai and rushed the man to the hospital. Bai Tinghe gave him one last look with the blood on his head: "I will never see you again ,brute."

When Sang Ye fished him out from the police station, Sang Qin was trembling. He was still an "excellent entrepreneur" back then.

When Sang Qin saw Sang Ye in the police station, he pointed at him and hurriedly shouted: "Comrade police, comrade police! This is my son! This is my son! He is here to take me out!"

He bent down and smiled at the interrogating police: "Tomorrow I will treat Director Wang to dinner and give you two good cigarettes! My son must have come to take me away!"

The police officer sneered and said, "Who wants your cigarettes!"

Sang Qin was very nervous when he was beaten up, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he unconsciously pulled a somewhat apologetic smile on his face.

Housework is also difficult for the police. The person in front of them is still an entrepreneur. At least nothing major happened. The police have educated Sang Qin, and this is the only way to do it—Sang Qin’s criminal evidence is under the Wang Bureau, and the grass-roots The police didn't even know it was happening.

Sang Ye watched Sang Qin talking from a distance, and took out a cigarette.

A female police officer passing by reminded him: "Smoking is not allowed here."

Sang Ye nodded in a very naughty manner: "If you don't light the fire, I will bite one."

Walking outside the police station, the night wind blows and wakes up Sang Qin's mind. The blue and white wall paint behind him is like the scorching sun and legal provisions chasing him. It is useless for him to hide in the dark and damp underground , they go hand in hand.

Sang Ye looked at the cold sweat on his head and wiped him with a handkerchief. Sang Qin looked up at him and smiled at him.

Sang Ye was stunned, the handkerchief felt dirty in his hand, and he felt unwilling and reluctant to throw it away.His attitude towards Sang Qin, the father, is like this.

Sang Qin's smile gradually turned bitter: "You're back too, what are you doing back, is that Bai Tinghe..." He couldn't hold back his curse: "...Did she tell you something?"

Sang Ye didn't speak, leaned against the car door to light a cigarette, and threw one to Sang Qin as well.

The father and son stood across the street from the police station after a riot. It was the first time in 30 years that they were so peaceful.

Sang Ye asked him, "Why don't you surrender yourself?"

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