Rebirth of the Wealthy Fakes

After Wang Ya sighed for a long time, she took off the tasseled shawl on her body, and put it gently on the tombstone. He Yunzhi was still the same as she remembered.

"The living are passers-by, and the dead are returnees. If I move you to the cemetery of our royal family, are you willing or not?"

Hearing this, Pang Yi was taken aback. What kind of joke is this?Before she opened her mouth to refute, Wang Ya spoke again, "I guess you don't want to, just in this isolated place, I'll just come and see you in the future."

Pang Yi suppressed the words that spewed into his throat. Because Wang Ya insisted on staying alone in front of the tombstone for a while, Dr. Bai led Song Feile and Pang Yi to clean up He Yunzhi's belongings.

When he really stood in this dilapidated, brick-and-wood structure, looking crumbling old house, Pang Yi couldn't help turning his head stiffly and asking Dr. Bai, "I was born here?" How miserable is this? Is there a mistake?

Song Feile actually smiled, stroked the dusty door frame, and then looked around, "All the surrounding farmers have been demolished and moved out, you are the strongest household."

Doctor Bai replied with an expression of reminiscence: "There were still people here before, but later there were more migrant workers. Many old people were taken to the city and moved away one after another. After you left, there was no one in your household. , locked until now. Two years ago, the village party secretary said that the house was seriously eroded and aged by rain, so I came to have a look.”

Pushing open the door, the accumulated dust on it fell down one after another like it was stepped off, and the cobwebs were all over the place. When the shabby bed that appeared in the dream was actually placed in front of Pang Yi, Pang Yi still couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion. , "The children of the peasants have been in charge of the family early, and I have been able to work until now. I am really a good brother of the people and a good pillar of the society."

Look at who is a model of self-made people?It was me, and Pang Yi was so smug in an instant.Decided to write a book in the future, from the rough life experience to the art of modern management, it will definitely be a hit!

Just as he was chattering away, Song Feile's eyes stayed on his face for a while, and he said lightly, "You were born here, and you have been working part-time since you came out, and you do a job like a security guard, how do you know so much about it? management knowledge and unspoken business rules?”

Pang Yi's blind smile froze instantly, and his heart sank with a thud. What did Song Feile care about?

It's so frightening, what he did after his rebirth was simply beyond the control of Pang Yi's education and knowledge structure.Uncle Pang's cold sweat poured down in an instant, trying to find a very suitable and reasonable reason to prevaricate.

Just when Pang Yi felt that it was a bit far-fetched to say any reason, Song Feile suddenly stretched out a hand to caress the back of his neck, and shot back nonchalantly but meaningfully, "Come on, don't be so scared, I'm too scared." Just ask casually.” When a person wants to speak, he will speak naturally.

"On the contrary, the beams of the brick and wood structure have been severely eroded. If it rains a few more times, I think the house will collapse." Song Feile looked up at the roof while making a judgment, and took the initiative to cut the topic.

In fact, there are not many things left. After more than 20 years, some of them have aged so badly that they are all rubbish. Pang Yi followed Dr. Bai to search around, and actually found He Yunzhi’s diary under the bed, which is the cover. It was all broken, Huang wrinkled badly, and was about to turn around and tell Song Feile what this is, when he heard Song Feile shouting from behind:

"Be careful———————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————."

With the loud bang of "Boom" hitting the eardrums, the room was filled with dust in an instant, Pang Yi's side collapsed for a little bit, and the aroused dust choked people's throat like a layer of sand, making it itchy uncomfortably.

Pang Yi suddenly realized that something had hit him, and then a drop of hot stuff ironed his cheek.When he looked up, he realized that Song Feile was leaning over to block him, with blood trickling down his face and down his jaw.

Pang Yi stretched out his hand to caress the beautifully shaped jaw, his fingertips turned white, there was Song Feile's blood on it, it was very hot.

The powerful temperature burned his heart.

"Feile... baby..." Unable to restrain himself, Pang Yi stammered and used this title again.He used to like Song Feile's face the most, but after such a long entanglement, he found that Song Feile had transformed into an even more unfathomable vortex in his heart. This dizziness made him tremble so much that he couldn't say a word not come out.

"I don't hurt." Song Feile said on his behalf.

"I..." Pang Yi's trembling fingers stroked those gray lips, with a sad face, he stammered and continued to repeat, "Baby Feile..."

He didn't know what he wanted to express at the moment.

Song Feile narrowed his eyes lightly, but smiled unexpectedly.His light brown hair was smeared with sweat and blood, which made the always proud him look embarrassed.

However, Song Feile didn't care. Compared with the pain in his head, Pang Yi's feedback made him feel more relieved.

After experiencing so many things, Pang Yi finally stopped using his eyes and looked at him with his heart again.

"At that moment, I suddenly realized a problem. You have never been one of them, you are the only one." Song Feile said this very abruptly.Otherwise, he wouldn't instinctively rush to protect this man before his brain could control it.

Pang Yi was really frightened, and immediately covered his bleeding head with his hands, and shouted, "You lunatic!! Who wants you to say this at this time!!! Doctor Bai!! Doctor Bai!! Help!! !" Then he hurriedly took out a handkerchief from his bag and pressed the wound firmly, and continued in a heartbroken way, "Isn't it going to be disfigured? Don't be disfigured!"

Song Feile was disappointed by Pang Yi halfway through his love story, and his face became gloomy for a moment, "Do you care about your face so much?!"

Dr. Bai was also terrified, and hurried over from the other side of the house to give Song Feile some simple treatment, "The house is too old, maybe it will collapse somewhere, let's go first!"

Fortunately, the wound was not very serious, but there was some bleeding. Doctor Bai did the treatment in the village, and there was no serious problem. When Wang Ya came back, she was shocked when she saw Song Feile's head, and asked her son to go back to the hospital for further treatment.Pang Yi didn't have time to look up what was written in He Yunzhi's notebook. After throwing it to Wang Ya, he worked hard as a driver for his Feile baby, and drove people all the way to the city. hurt!!!"

Without paying attention, he spoke out the true thoughts in his heart.As a result, Song Feile went straight from getting in the car with a stinky face to the hospital for a second bandage!No matter how hard Pang Yi coaxed him, he couldn't come back.

In the end, I still had two stitches on the scalp, a new bandage, and prescribed medicine and infusion to reduce inflammation.After the infusion was completed and blood came out, Young Master Song instantly turned into a sickly sick beauty, with a gloomy face and an unpleasant smell all over his body, he lay lazily on the back seat of the car, and then lazily lay back on Uncle Pang's bed. villa.

Uncle Pang stroked Young Master Song's hand and greeted him warmly. The hole in his head was injured to save him. For a moment, Uncle Pang put all the unhappiness and unhappiness in the past to the sky, and laughed like before.

"Baby Feile, what do you want to go out to eat later?" Uncle Pang was worried. He didn't want Song Feile to be smarter.

Song Feile lazily withdrew his hand and replied indifferently, "I don't want to eat."

Pang Yi took the initiative to stick it on Song Feile's lips, "Then... I will cook for you myself?" What should I do?What he knows is fried rice with eggs and the like.

The behavior of Uncle Pang, who is so rare and virtuous, instantly made Young Master Song very happy. It took a long time before he adjusted from a half-lying position to sitting upright, and then he pulled Pang Yi over and stuck him on him. He said pointedly in his ear, "Take off your clothes, and let me eat later."

So Uncle Pang gritted his teeth, gave himself up to feed the wolf, and forced Song Feile to eat a bite. In the middle of the journey, Young Master Song didn't know what was wrong, and suddenly his expression was worried. He grabbed his waist and started to turn over the old score...

"What did you and BOBO do at the hotel?"

"Who is Baby No. 1 in the phone book? Who is No. 2?"

"What's your relationship with Zongze?"

Uncle Pang was terrified by the repeated questions, and under Song Feile's pressure, he resisted and defended himself angrily.

"How far are you and Liu Xingzhi?"

"Who did you take care of in the club? What's the relationship? Do you know what people say about you? Hmph!"

So the first night when I came back, it became a night of torture to extract confessions and counter-extort confessions... In the end, Uncle Pang was driven into mania by Song Feileai's torture, so he could only hum and scream to shake things up. In exchange for the tranquility of the second half of the night.

Afterwards, Uncle Pang touched the back of Song Feile's neck with concern, touched the slightly hideous scar, then touched the bandage on Song Feile's head, and said distressedly, "The scar on the back shoulder should be repaired immediately." Let's have a repair operation, I feel uncomfortable." How crazy was Song Feile when he rushed into the fire to save him, and how painful would it be if it burned like this?Every time there was a fight on the bed, Pang Yiyi felt the scar, and when he thought of the heartless things he said when Song Feile came to him later, he felt a little... guilty...

After listening to Pang Yi's words, Young Master Song smiled lightly and did not speak.

The next afternoon, Wang Ya also came back. Ever since he confirmed that Pang Yi was indeed He Yunzhi's son, Pang Yi felt sensitively that Wang Ya's attitude towards him had changed a lot. Relationship, now it really depends on the son.

But the biggest thing that happened was the fact that Mr. Wang's condition took a turn for the worse.

Although it was a matter of time before his illness had been repeated for so many years, when Pang Yi stood in front of the hospital bed, he was still in a complicated mood. With so many people, he was hesitating whether to tell Mr. Wang the truth of the matter.If you don't say it, he will feel uncomfortable, but if you say it, Mr. Wang will have to suffer again before he dies.

During this struggle, Song Feile strode over to hold his grandfather's hand, and whispered something in his ear, but no one heard clearly.

The old man's body suddenly trembled violently, and then his fingers moved slightly towards Wang Ya. Wang Ya went over to hold it, and called out in a low voice, "Dad."

"I...cough...I..." Mr. Wang tried his best to speak.

Wang Ya thought that her father would explain something, but after the word "I", she really couldn't say anything. Mr. Wang's pupils had collapsed, and only short and rapid breathing continued...

"Good..." There was a throaty sound like a bellows being pulled from his throat, followed by panting again, and he kept shaking Wang Ya's hand, "Good...good...", Wang Ya hurriedly lowered her head to his ear , "Dad, I'm listening..."

"Yu..." Wang Ya stopped moving after listening.

Pang Yi looked uncomfortable, and suddenly heard the doctor say, "There is no heartbeat!"

The scene immediately became chaotic. The second uncle, relatives, and shareholders of the company all rushed forward. Wang Ya lowered her eyes and lay down beside the bed, holding Mr. Wang's hand, tears rolling down her cheeks, and muttering to herself, "It's strange... I think he is so hateful, but I feel so uncomfortable when I get to this point, life is really..."

The last thing he said was: Jia... Yu... This is Wang Ya's mother's name.

Father Song held her shoulder lightly, and shook Wang Ya's hand encouragingly.

Pang Yi stood quietly outside the crowd, finally walked behind Song Feile, and patted Song Feile's trembling back.Perhaps Mr. Wang's behavior made Pang Yi, who knew the truth, unable to treat him without any grudges, but this person was always Song Feile's grandfather.

For Song Feile and Wang Ya, they have lost a relative.

Love and hate follow the clouds, who would know that Mr. Wang had countless romances in his life, but at the last moment of his life, who did he think of?

And the appearance of this counterfeit himself has undoubtedly subverted the emotional direction of this family.

The death of Mr. Wang caused a new round of changes in the company's power. The transformation of Pang Yi's identity and the distribution of shares and properties made his second uncle Wang Mingzhi very dissatisfied. However, since Pang Yi is indeed He Yunzhi's son, the lawyer's will has legal Effect, had to give up for the time being.

Song Feile started a road of struggle day and night, running abroad and domestically, returning in a hurry in the middle, and flying again the next morning.It made Uncle Pang a little depressed, but he had the money, but he couldn't see this man for a few days.Most of the Wang family's property is concentrated in the hands of Wang Ya and Song Feile. Although the second uncle Wang Xinzhi and other shareholders have caused some disturbances, there is still no crisis at all. Whenever Pang Yi takes this matter to make fun of Song Feile, or even hit him .

Song Feile was just lazily flipping through the latest newspaper in the office, without changing his face, he said calmly, "The road is still long, and the winner is the one who laughs last." After speaking, he turned his head, "And the one who laughs last That person, be careful, the mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind."

Too calm, which made Pang Yi very unfulfilling. He hoped that Song Feile would stumble and come to ask him for advice!

However, after the death of Mr. Wang in Miancheng, besides the appearance of the youngest heir of the Wang family, the latest topic of conversation in Miancheng is the story of a fake illegitimate child whose ups and downs are comparable to a drama.It was the young and wealthy heir of the Wang family who showed undisguised intimacy with this fake uncle, so much so that he almost couldn't hold the older man in his palm.

It's the rhythm of coming out publicly.

But Uncle Pang, the counterfeit who is held in the palm of everyone's mouth, is facing the greatest depression in his life in the third thousand episodes, that is the walking RMB Song Feile. All the handsome waiters...

Ugh………

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