lover relationship

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After two days of nonsense, Lin Weiyan is so clingy, she has the kind of ruthlessness that Sang Ye likes most, and he is very satisfied.

What was more satisfying was another thing. Sang Ye held the corner of the mobile phone and threw it up. The mobile phone spun several times in the air, and then fell back into his hand safely. Same.

Sang Ye looked at the message that lit up on his phone, and at the top of the group of friends was a lonely word "Lin".

Since the farewell in Mianshan, they haven't seen each other for almost a week, and they haven't chatted much. Boss Lin cherishes words like gold.

Early in the morning, Sang Ye got up and sent him a message: Good morning baby!

Lin: Good morning.

The word "early" can be hung until Sang Ye wakes up the next day.

Of course, although Saoye has a shameless mouth that can speak well, he doesn't have the fingers to send messages diligently, and he doesn't even want to press the voice button to say a few more words.In reality, Sang Ye is a talkative and troublesome ghost, but on the Internet, he is too lazy and aloof. He doesn't want to reply to the messages from the boys and buddies he met in the nightclub. He didn't even look at it, but the three top ones were all quiet.

One is his good secretary Miss White, the other is his good friend Mr. Fu, and now there is a little lover Lin Wei.

Lin Wei condescended today and asked him, "Dinner together?"

The invitation from the beauty was still at night, Sang Ye looked at the current time, at three o'clock in the afternoon, he decided to skip work.

There was a knock on the door outside the office, and Sang Ye retracted his legs from the table, adjusted his clothes: "Please come in."

He has a sweet smile on his face. Anyone who sees him will think that he is a cute little guy who doesn't do anything. For the sake of him being a chirping katydid, forgive him for doing nothing in the company these days. .After all, there are more girls on the floor where his office is located, and he is especially easy to talk to ladies, as gentle as a scumbag who only captures your heart but doesn't take responsibility.

The little girls who follow a drama and change their husbands look at the boss's appearance rather than his work level.

As soon as the visitor came in, the sweet smile on Sang Ye's face was still perfectly maintained, and when he saw that no one was coming in behind Sang Qin, he didn't bother to pretend, leaned back in the chair and put his foot on the table again.

"What kind of words!" Sang Qin said at the first sentence, "Look at yourself, do you still look like a human being! When you are abroad, your uncle and grandfather let you come here like this? Raise you into a person who doesn't care about anything. Will the trash?"

Sang Ye sneered: "You really have the guts to mention my grandfather."

He said lazily, "Aren't you afraid that my mother will cry in your dreams?"

Sang Qin reprimanded: "Weird power and chaotic spirit!"

Sang Ye pouted and didn't want to fight with him.

Sang Qin walked to his desk, there were few documents, there was a stack of papers on the desk, there were line drawing characters, landscape sketches, random lyrics and news, and even a hideously ugly drawing. The turtle is on top.

Sang Qin's face turned blue with anger, and he was not angry and pretentious: "Since you have returned to the country and come to the company, you should work hard and learn something, Sang Ye, you are not a child anymore, you have a sense of responsibility for yourself! In the future, I will Retired, the company wants you to take care of it, don't ruin your family property, your uncle can't support you forever!"

"My family property has something to do with you?" Sang Ye looked up at his father, "I thought you wanted me to go back to China because of the small coffers my uncle gave me. After all, he opened a shell company to support me. You My son has a lot of money now. Tsk, what should I say? Even if I don’t save money on food and expenses, I can probably be supported for a lifetime. Don’t worry about eating radish and worrying about it, I am living a very good life.”

Sang Qin was furious, knocked on the table and sneered: "It's very good? You are very good! The day before, I told me that I was going to start the matter of Quanzhen, and I took Director Liang to Lin Wei's Suzhuang to soak in the hot spring. Mr. Xu from the municipal government accompanied Lin Wei to visit Mianshan! What on earth are you here for? I warn you, Sang Ye, don’t bring back your bad habits from abroad. If I live for a day, I will still be your father! I make trouble!"

Sang Ye turned cold, and slowly sat up straight, propped himself on the edge of the table and leaned over to ask him, "What's wrong with me?"

His tone was cold and wet, and his movements were like a creeping beast.

Sang Qin had a brief urge, but he didn't show timidity. His words were a little harsh: "You and that Lin Wei got together? Are you disgusting?"

"Haha..." Sang Ye lowered his head and laughed for a while.Lazy, sarcastic, laughing until tears come out.He lay back heavily, and the swivel chair caught him and slid back along the inertia to distance himself from Sang Qin, spreading his hands: "Hey, I haven't sent you the money yet, and you want to be a debtor before you become a debtor." Isn't it too unreasonable for Lao Lai's father to rush to ask for repayment?"

"Don't look at obscene things. I went to Mianshan to make friends with Xu Qing, not to mess with Lin Wei from Jianan," Sang Ye stood up with his pockets in his pockets. He looked like a dog in a suit and trousers. He reached out and brushed the unnecessary dust on his shoulders and said, "As you can see, your son is an ignorant fool, so what can you do? Why did your ex-wife fail to teach this son well, and who made your son die at an early age?" The father and the young man lost their mother, and what they want is no wife, so they love the Duanxiu Longyang?"

Sang Qin was so angry that he lost his father in his early years, and scolded him with wide eyes: "You son of a bitch!"

Sang Ye walked up to Sang Qin with a smile, he tilted his head innocently, and sincerely praised: "You were born well."

Sang Qin was going to have a myocardial infarction because of his anger, and he raised his hand and wanted to hit him, but Sang Ye was no longer the boy he was when he was a child, he was already much taller than Sang Qin, and he raised his hand to stop Sang Qin's slap.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I haven't seen you for a few years, and your old temper is picking up!" Sang Ye patted the chest of "Undecided" exaggeratedly and said, "It's so dangerous, so dangerous, I didn't get this slap, or my uncle will be lost." What about the investment of more than one billion yuan that was given to me!"

Sang Qin pulled his hand away angrily, and his lips trembled: "You are unworthy!"

Sang Ye narrowed his eyes dangerously: "I don't object at all if you call yourself a beast ancestor, but it's a pity that your swearing has involved my mother. Let me say one more thing, and I can guarantee that I will pay for my money." I won’t even give you money, and even help Jianan Group make up the 4000 million difference, so that you can’t get an inch of land, do you want to try it?”

Sang Qin pursed his lips and then sneered: "Are you admitting to having a secret affair with Lin Wei?"

"Do I need to keep secrets? No," Sang Ye shook his finger, "I just want to tell you that I have money."

"Not only rich, but also crazy," Sang Ye said, "If this counts as ability, you should be glad you gave birth to a good beast!"

Sang Ye untied his tie and threw it on the desk. Sang Qin had a brief whim, thinking that Sang Ye would jump over and punch him.But no.

Sang Ye just stood up straight and played with his mobile phone, giving him a condescending glance occasionally, and then said slowly: "I went to meet Xu Qing and Lin Wei for the land on Mianshan, I always want to see my money Worth the money. Guess what my investigation turned out to be?"

Sang Qin snorted: "If the result of your investigation doesn't make me feel comfortable, then you will be happy!"

Sano didn't speak.

Sang Qin sighed, and when his face was no longer youthful, he was quite depressed and conceded: "Aye, after so many years, you still...can't forgive me?"

Sang Qin's eyes gradually filled with tears: "Am I willing to watch your mother die?! Am I hard-hearted? Haven't I had any friendship with her since we were married for more than ten years? It was an accident. I didn't expect that she would take you to Canada, and I didn't expect at all..."

He was already choked up, time had finally left an indelible mark on his face, turning the black hair into white.

Sang Ye lowered his eyes, and gradually became gentle: "You have never looked at me directly, not even once."

Sang Qin raised his head: "Why? You are my only son after all."

"Then you should believe me, your son is not an ignorant mediocre person," Sang Ye said in a low voice, "I miss home too, otherwise why would I go back to China? I also want to be able to forget. Can't we be like ordinary father and son Do we live the same life? Are we going to quarrel like this for the rest of our lives?"

Sang Ye said softly: "I came back with the money to help you, Dad. But I can't forget my mother when she died, you know? She was lying on the hospital bed, no one knew her, her eyes were gray , her arms were skinny, and her muscles had started to shrink due to anorexia, leaving only a layer of skin covering her bones! I remember every joint of her clearly! Every day, every day! Even infusion of nutrient solution could not save her from death a heart!"

Sang Ye's emotions became more and more out of control, he gritted his teeth and forced Sang Qin to grab his collar fiercely: "Where were you at that time! Dad!"

Sang Qin cried, "I'm sorry, son, I'm sorry..."

Sang Ye looked into Sang Qin's eyes, saw remorse, remorse, and helplessness in his eyes. He let go of his hands and wiped his eyes fiercely. His eyes were flushed and hot, and his voice was moist, and said sadly, "Dad...you still How can I trust you?"

Sang Qin stretched out his hand as if to touch Sang Ye's shoulder, but he stopped abruptly, choked up and said, "We will live a good life from now on."

"Impossible," Sang Ye laughed at himself, "You've coaxed my mom all her life with just one sentence, and you still want to copy and paste it to coax me?"

He opened the window facing the outside of the office, lit a cigarette, and took a puff anxiously: "You can get the money if you want, unless..."

Sang Qin held his breath and asked his son cautiously, "Unless what?"

Sang Ye seemed to be finally about to make a concession. He took a few anxious steps back and forth in the office, and suddenly raised his head to stare at Sang Qin: "Unless... a project as big as Quanzhen, tourism and commerce, all have to come from Mianshan. The hot spring villa started. Unless you completely entrust the construction of the hot spring villa to me—”

Sang Qin choked his throat.

Sang Ye looked at him coldly, with crazy hatred and anticipation in his eyes: "It's just a Mt. Mt. I'll take it for you. You give me the hot spring villa. I don't care about anything else. All the funds you want It can be in place. In addition to obtaining company shares for investment, I also need a hot spring villa, and all follow-up income belongs to me. I don’t care if you take it away.”

He seemed sure that Sang Qin would not agree, and even sneered as he spoke.

Sang Qin pursed his lips: "This..."

"Heh... reluctant?" Sang Ye smiled, with a ghostly temptation, "That's more than a billion...Think about what you will get in the future? Everything in Quanzhen! Everything in Suhe! Think about you You promised me that the company will be handed over to me after retirement, why, are you lying to me? I can't accept any deposit?"

Sang Qin made a concession and sighed, "Let me think about it."

Sang Ye was stunned for a moment, and then said in a low voice: "Don't let me down, Dad... You know, Mom has a wish for a small garden. She likes the quiet scenery and the quiet life... I just want, I just want Plant flowers for her on the mountain..."

"I'll think about it," Sang Qin sighed and called him softly, "Son."

Sang Ye smiled softly: "I lost my composure, I'm sorry... I'm not feeling well, I want to go back and rest."

Sang Qin looked at him with complicated eyes, nodded, and said: "In the company, you still... pay attention to the influence."

"Okay, Dad."

Sang Ye picked up the tie on the table and walked out of the office. Although the little girls couldn't hear their corner, the noise of the quarrel was still loud.

Sang Ye lowered his head with red eyes. When he looked up at them, he was still gentle and touching, but he was a little less energetic than usual, which made people feel distressed.

Ye Xiaoru even stepped forward to hand over a packet of tissue paper, Sang Yehong smiled and said "no need", and then left quickly.

It's so sad.

Then Sang Qin also came out, his brows were wrinkled, and his complexion was not very good-looking.

Sang Ye's car in the parking lot had already driven away, and the driver drove Sang Qin back to the courtyard of the villa. Sang Qin's frowning lingered for a long time, and he didn't let go of the sadness on his face until he sat in the back seat of the car. The businessman was mercenary and ungrateful, and waved to the driver in the front seat: "Drive."

On the way, he received a call from his current wife, Bai Tinghe. He didn't know what the woman said on the phone. Sang Qin only sneered lightly, and scoffed, "What kind of thoughts does he have, a brat."

Bai Tinghe seemed to have said something to tell him to forgive Sang Ye, and Sang Qin heaved a sigh of relief.

"I'm afraid he's spoiled. What good things can you say for him? He's just like his mother..." Sang Qin snorted coldly with disdain. "

Kuwano came down from the company building and drove through the cool autumn afternoon with his phone on the stand.

There was no one else in the car, so he could finally wipe away his pretentious tears, whistle a song, and grinned mockingly at the rearview mirror, while waiting for a red light, he unlocked his phone. Steam's conversational interface.

Ono your father: where are you?

Lin: Company.

Sang Ye was in a happy mood and sent him a voice message.

So in the conference room of Jianan Building, the managers saw their chairman say sorry for the first time, and then go out with their mobile phone as if to answer the phone.

—Know that their boss never answers the phone during meeting hours.

In the corridor, Lin Wei turned on the voice, and Sang Ye said lazily and coquettishly through the receiver, "Wait for me, baby."

The author has something to say: Okay, wait for you