Rich old man said he likes me

"Where is this again?"

Zhou Geng asked while following Song Jingheng to the supermarket downstairs of the residential building.

"Buy wine?" Zhou Geng saw that Song Jingheng bought several bottles of wine, then brought some cigarettes, turned around and led Zhou Geng towards the residential building.

"Well, the person we are going to meet has a profound influence on you." Song Jingheng said to Zhou Geng as he went upstairs.

"Good influence or bad influence?" Zhou Geng asked.

"It's hard to say, there are good and bad. According to the result, he is like half a father to you. When he passed away, you locked yourself in the door for three days and ate about Two meals." Song Jingheng said and stood in front of an iron gate.

"Don't be angry at what he says later." Song Jingheng knocked on the door after finishing speaking.

"Who?"

Soon a man's voice came from the door.

"Hello, Uncle Lin, I'm Song Jingheng from the Song family, and I brought Zhou Linjia's son to visit you." Song Jingheng said with a respectful smile.

"Zhou Linjia's son, have you found it?" The person inside the door asked, opened the door, looked at Zhou Geng up and down, and then nodded to let them in.

As soon as Zhou Geng went in, he smelled the smell of wine, and then he saw that the rooms in all directions were filled with paintings and books, and only the appetizers and wine were placed in the open space in the middle.

"Uncle Lin is painting again?" Song Jingheng said, putting the wine on the table, and asked Zhou Geng to light a cigarette for Uncle Lin.

"No, I have it myself." Uncle Lin's temples were white, his eyes were a little cold, and he looked awkward.

"Let him order one for you, after all, he is a junior." Song Jingheng insisted on it at this time.

Zhou Geng had no choice but to call Uncle Lin.

Uncle Lin took a look at Zhou Geng and said, "It doesn't look like Zhou Linjia, is there any mistake?"

After he said this sentence, Zhou Geng's face turned cold.

"It's not wrong, I have already recognized Zhou's family." Song Jingheng said with a smile.

"Oh, what do you want me for?" After Uncle Lin finished speaking, he glanced at the other party vigilantly, and said, "Don't ask me about his mother, please forgive me, I can't be worthy of Zhou Zhou. Missy."

Zhou Geng turned his head to look at Song Jingheng in surprise and anger when he heard this, he could tell that Uncle Lin probably had a relationship with his mother.

"Don't ask, don't ask, I just came to visit you." Song Jingheng said that he had already opened the wine and asked Zhou Geng to pour it.

"What are you visiting? I'm busy. You're all right. Leave the wine behind. Let's go." Uncle Lin took a sip from his glass as he spoke, frowning and said, "New to the supermarket?"

"Well, I bought the most expensive one." Song Jingheng said with a smile.

Uncle Lin glanced at Song Jingheng, then at Zhou Geng, and said, "I've heard of Song Jingheng, he's not bad, why did you go with him?"

"Because he made friends with me." Zhou Geng who was sitting on the side said something coldly.

"Pfft!" Song Jingheng spurted out the wine as soon as he took a sip.

Uncle Lin also looked at the two in surprise.

"It's not suitable, is it? Song Jingheng, I remember you... you can barely be regarded as a person of his mother's generation?" Uncle Lin started talking instead at this time.

"It's... not really, I'm still a generation behind you." Song Jingheng said awkwardly.

"Oh, how about making friends? How old are you? Are you an adult?" Uncle Lin looked at Zhou Geng and asked.

"I'm 19, I understand everything I need to know." Zhou Geng replied directly.

Seeing Zhou Geng like this, Uncle Lin laughed instead and said, "Interesting."

Looking at him like this, Zhou Geng really didn't understand why Song Jingheng respected him so much, he instinctively didn't want to have any connection with this person.

"What has Uncle Lin painted recently?" Song Jingheng can chat, but Uncle Lin can chat with him for a while. Seeing Zhou Geng sitting there like a log, he waved his hand and said, "It's boring for you to stay here. Let's play games in the computer room."

Zhou Geng was about to refuse, but was pushed by Song Jingheng, Zhou Geng had to get up and go to the so-called computer room.

When he went in, he found that the decoration here was good, clean and comfortable, and the computer was the latest model. He opened it and looked at it twice, but he was not interested in the game, so he directly clicked on the website and read the news.

Although Song Jingheng vaccinated in advance, Zhou Geng's mind was still buzzing after seeing such curious headlines as the wealthy courtesans, the most wonderful talented female painter of this century, etc. in the news.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, there is no one to replace you when you get sick." Zhou Geng knew that he couldn't be angry, so he read a few words in a row, then simply closed the news website and started watching a movie.

"Wow." The door was suddenly opened, and it was Uncle Lin who walked in.

Zhou Geng hurriedly turned off the movie, stood up, looked at Uncle Lin and didn't know what to say, but just nodded.

Uncle Lin also nodded to him, and said, "Go out, the one surnamed Song is already drunk."

Zhou Geng hurried out when he heard this, and saw that Song Jingheng was drunk, toasting the air with his glass.

Zhou Geng went over to snatch his wine glass, Song Jingheng was about to open his mouth to scold him, but when he saw that it was Zhou Geng, he curled his lips aggrieved and behaved.

Seeing Song Jingheng like this, Zhou Geng laughed helplessly, and he reached out to caress Song Jingheng.

Song Jingheng opened his eyes in a daze, looked at Zhou Geng, hooked his neck, and leaned over.

"Wait a minute." Zhou Geng pressed Song Jingheng with a blushing face, turned his head and told Uncle Lin that he had to go.

"Leave?" At this time, Uncle Lin came out. Seeing Song Jingheng like this, he nodded and said, "Let's go. Don't come to me if you have nothing to do in the future."

Zhou Geng nodded and helped Song Jingheng go downstairs.

After the two went downstairs, Zhou Fangdong called Zhou Geng again. Zhou Geng looked at Song Jingheng like this, how could he leave him alone, turned off his phone and took Song Jingheng away.

Song Jingheng woke up in the middle of the night, saw that he was in the hospital, and looked up to see Zhou Gengwai sleeping there.

He was taken aback, and after sitting up, his head was still dizzy.

"Are you awake?" Zhou Geng opened his eyes when he heard the movement.

"Am I in the hospital?" Song Jingheng asked suspiciously.

"Well, don't you still want to come over to take care of your grandpa? I brought you here and told the nurse to call me if something happened. I also went to see him. The old man is quite calm." Zhou Geng looked at Song Jingheng and said.

"I'll go over and have a look." Song Jingheng said as he staggered and was supported by Zhou Geng.

Glancing outside the door of the ward, he calmed down a little, sat on a chair beside him and said, "I shouldn't drink so much."

"Indeed, why are you drinking so much with that man when you have nothing to do?" Zhou Geng didn't like Song Jingheng bowing his head for his own affairs.

"Don't worry, I've already read the news, I can stand it." Zhou Geng chatted with Song Jingheng in a low voice.

Song Jingheng looked around and led Zhou Geng to a room on the other side.

"Do you know who that Uncle Lin is?" Song Jingheng washed his face with warm water, and after most of his sobriety, he turned to look at Zhou Geng and said, "That's a person who can shake the entertainment industry with a single cough."

"So awesome?" Zhou Geng was also surprised when he heard that.

"Of course Niu, don't look at him living in that small shabby house. He just wants to find a place where others can't find to rest and be himself in his spare time." Song Jingheng smiled mysteriously and said, "If it wasn't for bringing Going in your name, I guess no one will answer."

"It's my mother's name." Zhou Geng said, looking sideways at Song Jingheng.

Song Jingheng smiled and said: "It's a little bit, but it's all about your friendship with him. This Uncle Lin loves painting and has no other hobbies, and he especially admires your mother's style of painting. He has the same temperament as you in the back." , it’s a pity that you two are arguing most of the time.”

"Not married?" Zhou Geng was still a little moved when he heard this.

"It's over, I've been divorced several times, and I'm not married now, but I will marry another one later." Song Jingheng said with a smirk on his face when he said this: "It's a bad thing, because she is really Broke half of Uncle Lin's country, so we have to ruin her good deeds.",

"Oh?" Zhou Geng became interested when he heard this.

"I can't tell you now, anyway, it's too early for that one from here to come." Song Jingheng sold the lawsuit, turned to talk about the current situation, and said: "When you got into trouble, it was also this Uncle Lin. It's a pity that you didn't appreciate it and had a fight with him."

"Then I still deserve a beating." Zhou Geng said with a little embarrassment.

"It's understandable. No one is on your side. You are betrayed by your relatives when your legs are inconvenient. When you see your mother being slandered, you will naturally have this kind of reaction." Song Jingheng looked at Zhou Geng said slowly.

Zhou Geng nodded, and then asked: "Then you are going to let him make a move in advance?"

"Yes, I hope that he will not only make a move, but also find out who is blackmailing you. It is best to cut off the right and left arms of the other party." Song Jingheng said with a gleam in his eyes.

"Who else could be, of course it's my second uncle." Zhou Geng said mockingly.

Song Jingheng nodded and said, "So for your future, you should go to him if you have nothing to do recently, and it's best to appreciate his paintings."

"I see." Zhou Geng nodded helplessly.

"Go, you'll know if you talk to him more, you two have similar tempers, and I also hope you can make him quit drinking and smoking gradually, and pay attention to his body, he will leave earlier than you." Song Jingheng Said a little sadly.

"What? I was a lone star in my last life, right? People who treat me well are so miserable?" Zhou Geng couldn't bear to hear it.

"So I want you to make amends this time." Song Jingheng said with a smile.

Hearing this, Zhou Geng nodded and said, "I see, wife, I will listen to you this time, and do whatever you ask me to do!"