The big shots are jealous of me [Entertainment]

Song Yan now feels that Lu Zhen's previous guess is very reasonable, he is probably a monster.

So, with a learning mentality, he seriously studied the legend of the new white lady, but unexpectedly, it was... pretty good, he watched five episodes in one go!

Not only did he watch it by himself, but he also took Lu Zhen to watch it together.

The two of them were nestled on the sofa, and an old TV series was playing on the TV. Outside the window, there were dark clouds and the sky was covered with darkness. The sound of rain was crackling, but the living room was warm and beautiful.

Lu Zhen turned her head and stared at Song Yan's profile, which was close at hand.

The yellowish light lazily hit the young man's face, dyeing the porcelain-white skin with a faint yellow light.

Soft and clean.

……

Song Yan was fascinated by watching it. Lu Zhen drove him to bed at almost twelve o'clock the day before, and turned on the TV when he got up the next morning.

I was watching with relish, but heard the phone ring suddenly.

The voice of the dean's little old lady came from the other end of the phone: "Yanyan, how are you doing recently? ... It's like this, someone came to the orphanage and asked a lot about you."

Song Yan suddenly became vigilant: "Who is it?"

The dean's little old lady: "Oh, I don't know, but it looks very serious. I don't know what happened, good or bad. No, I will call you quickly. Son, think about it , Has anything happened recently? Why are you so good, so many people come to check your life experience? "

recent events?

Apart from suddenly turning into a little milk dog, there seems to be nothing else.

Song Yan thought for a while, and suddenly came up with an idea.

If you check his background, could he be from the same family or something?

Or, his biological parents?

On the phone, the little old lady couldn't explain very clearly that the orphanage is near Harbor View City, and the walking distance is no more than 10 minutes.

Song Yan hurriedly said: "Grandma, wait for me, I'll come over right away."

The little old lady: "Oh, it's raining so much now..."

Song Yan glanced out the window, "It's okay, I'll come over."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone, quickly changed into a suit of clothes, rushed into the bathroom, and prepared to wash up.

As soon as he opened the door, he froze at the door.

In the bathroom, there was the sound of rushing water, and the transparent partition was hazy and ambiguous due to the mist.

Lu Zhen stood inside barefoot, with his head lowered, his side face even more indifferent.

A slender jet of water emerged from the shower head, sprinkled on his head and body, and flowed down quickly or slowly along the beautiful but not exaggerated muscle lines.

Hearing the movement, he turned his head, and a pair of dark and deep eyes swept over him.

Song Yan stood at the door and stared at him for three full seconds before realizing it.

!!!

He rolled his eyes and stammered, "Ah, I'm sorry."

He covered his hot cheeks, turned around, and wanted to back out.

The sound of water stopped suddenly, and then: "Song Yan."

"what?"

Song Yan replied subconsciously, but didn't dare to turn his head away.

"Help me take off the bath towel." Lu Zhen's voice was low, slowly passing through the glass partition and steaming mist, "It's on your left."

Song Yan looked up, hesitated for a moment, grabbed the towel and sent it by express.

Lu Zhen lowered her eyes, looked at the red ears of the young man by the door, and carefully handed over a clean white bath towel. His wrist was thin and narrow, and the blood vessels hidden under the white skin were faintly tinged with blue.

His eyes stopped on his wrist, and he stretched out his big hand.

Seeing that the other party hadn't moved for a long time, Song Yan shook his hand hanging in mid-air as if urging, and after a second, the bath towel was picked up by someone. Rubbed, itchy.

His face... became hotter, and he fled to the door twice with a swish, and closed the door with a bang: "Well, I, I'll go out!"

Across two doors, Lu Zhen's voice was a little vague: "Wait for me."

Song Yan waved his hand: "No need, no need, it's just an orphanage, it's very close, I'll come back as soon as I go!"

After all, before Lu Zhen could answer, he left the door.

In the office of the director of the orphanage.

The little old lady of the dean kept talking: "What did you ask? There are too many! You asked me about everything big and small, how did you come to our orphanage, and how long did you stay in the orphanage? When I was a child..."

Song Yan was silent for a moment: "How many people are here."

"Three." The little old lady thought for a while, "Yanyan, it's not from your biological parents, is it?"

Song Yan shook his head: "I don't know, but..."

But he intuitively felt that these people should have something to do with his life experience.

He didn't continue talking, but turned around and asked, "Grandma, do you still remember what these people look like?"

The dean's little old lady recalled: "It's nothing special, by the way, the person in the middle has very small eyes, as if I heard someone call him Mr. Huang."

"Boss Huang?"

The little old lady suddenly remembered something: "By the way, that man left a business card when he left. I'll look for it."

She opened several drawers in turn, and finally found a small business card in the corner of the second floor.

Song Yan took a look and exhaled: "Oh, it turned out to be him!"

The little old lady: "You know him?"

Song Yan nodded his head: "Yeah, my company's new boss!"

The dean's little old lady stroked her heart and laughed: "So it's your new boss, so it's no wonder, what is it called, that... uh, entry investigation!... It scared me, I thought it was a What's the matter, causing you to make a trip for nothing!"

Song Yan grinned: "Where is the trip in vain? Didn't I come to see your old man? It's worth it!"

The old lady smiled brightly, "You kid, did you eat honey today? I happen to have two bottles of beef sauce here, take them!"

Song Yan was pleasantly surprised: "Wow! Grandma, you understand me so well!"

After getting two bottles of beef sauce, Song Yan happily opened the zipper of the bag and put it inside, remembering what the little old lady said just now, he asked: "By the way, grandma dean, how did I get to the orphanage?" of?"

The little old lady: "I picked it up! It wasn't long before spring started, and the weather was still quite cold. Your parents were so cruel, they didn't even wrap you in a piece of cloth, just your little body, crying so much... "