Scum attack, he wants to change his mind

Song Xingfei looked at him with a smile, shook his head and said, "How can I let you support me, then I won't be a bad boy."

"It's my honor." Jiang Chongyuan leaned over and kissed the corner of Song Xingfei's mouth. For some reason, when he saw the lips move, he felt inexplicably seductive.

Song Xingfei was already very tired, his eyelids were getting heavy, and he closed his eyes slightly after a while.His hand was still held by Jiang Chongyuan, giving him a solid feeling.

Later, Song Xingfei couldn't remember what Jiang Chongyuan said, so he responded vaguely.

Among them, he remembered Jiang Chongyuan asking him what he wanted to do in the future.

Song Xingfei closed his eyes and answered, saying that he wanted to open a cat cafe. He wanted to raise a kitten since he was a child. Once he and his younger brother picked up a kitten on the way home from school, and their parents found it and beat it. After a meal, the kitten was also thrown out.

It rained heavily at night, and he and his younger brother ran out the next day when their parents were not at home, only to find the dead body of the kitten lying on the side of the road with wet hair and covered in blood.

What Jiang Chongyuan thought was what's so good about cats, they are lazy and arrogant, why do human beings squeeze their heads to serve this kind of four-legged beast as slaves, but then he said: "Okay, let's open the biggest cat cafe in the city .”

Song Xingfei seemed to have fallen asleep, breathing shallowly, wondering if he heard Jiang Chongyuan's words, a faint smile appeared on his face.

-

The sky is getting brighter.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, Jiang Zhongyuan adjusted his cuffs unhurriedly, and casually glanced at the big bed behind him.

Song Xingfei seemed to be sleeping unsteadily, his eyelashes trembling slightly, he wrapped himself in the quilt, leaving only his eyes and nose, muttering intermittently.

Jiang Chongyuan didn't hear what Song Xingfei said. As usual, he involuntarily leaned over to listen to Song Xingfei talking in his sleep, but every time he only caught a few words that appeared frequently.

Xing Qiao, father, mother, and Xiao Zhou.

In short, there is no Jiang Chongyuan's name.

Jiang Chongyuan pulled the quilt down, admiring the marks he left on Song Xingfei last night with downcast eyes. The slightly violent bite marks and ambiguous hickey marks all showed that Song Xingfei was his personal property.

Half a minute later, Jiang Chongyuan walked into the study and answered the phone.

Lu Yuming's tone has always been business-like, resembling an artificial intelligence, but today he seemed a little anxious: "Jiang Shao, a car has been following me. During this time, Gu Shengchi has been secretly investigating Xili. He must be trying to get through me. Finding something is really difficult..."

Jiang Chongyuan sneered coldly: "If he is willing to follow you, let him follow. You can do whatever you want. Didn't I give you a few days off?"

Lu Yuming faltered for a long time, then said, "Then... Canying over there, Young Master Jiang, are you going to let it go for a while?"

It's not that Lu Yuming never thought that Jiang Chongyuan would be open to Can Yingwang, in fact, this idea has been circling in his heart.Although he was only ten years older than Jiang Chongyuan, he watched Jiang Chongyuan grow up.From the first time he saw the gloomy young master by the attic window, Jiang Zhongyuan has been a monster in perfect skin for so many years. No one can separate emotion from desire, but Jiang Zhongyuan can do it.

Lu Yuming felt that Jiang Chongyuan was the type of person cursed by Satan, whose emotions were sealed away in a place that he could not even touch. It was normal to be cold, but the scary thing was that such people often had outstanding acting skills. In other words, as long as Jiang Chongyuan thought, You can be someone else at any time.

There is no doubt that Song Xingfei must have been confused by illusions.But this can't be blamed on Mr. Song, and Jiang Chongyuan never seemed to show too much interest or desire in anything.But Song Xingfei was different. Lu Yuming could clearly feel that since Song Xingfei appeared, Jiang Chongyuan's body was stained with fireworks.Every time after meeting Song Xingfei, Lu Yuming found that the expression on Jiang Chongyuan's face was "I'm in a good mood today".

But in the next second, Lu Yuming was severely slapped in the face.

Jiang Chongyuan didn't hesitate much, instead he asked with a low smile, "Why let it go?"

Immediately afterwards, the joking smile on Jiang Chongyuan's face gradually disappeared, and he said in a cold voice: "One yard for one yard, follow the original plan."

So what if Song Xingfei knew about it?It's good to coax.

As long as Song Xingfei is willing to behave, it is not impossible for him to support Song Xingfei for a lifetime.

Lu Yuming took a deep breath, and the hand holding the steering wheel stiffened, "Got it. One more thing, Jiangyin's mental condition is not good at present, and he has a serious tendency to self-harm. He was stabbed by a pencil during an argument with a patient a few days ago. He was blind in one eye and had already been sent to the hospital, but the right eye is probably useless."

Jiang Chongyuan's reaction was exactly the same as what Lu Yuming thought, and he just said in a low voice, "Yes. What else is there?"

"Also... Mr. Song's cousin, Song Yujing, was reported by his ex-lover for taking drugs. The police have already started an investigation. The Song family has always had an underground transaction with Laos. Mr. Song's father, Song Yanzheng, probably has something to do with it. "

Lu Yuming's sudden mention of Song Yanzheng was not inexplicable. Both of them remembered that Song Yanzheng took away a business deal from Xili when it was first established. Entrusting him with the task of negotiating, Lu Yuming originally thought that he could use this to open up the North American market, but he didn't expect to be cut off by Song Yanzheng after working hard for more than half a year.

Jiang Chongyuan never blamed Lu Yuming for this matter, but every time Lu Yuming mentioned Song Yanzheng, he would gnash his teeth.

Just like at this moment, Lu Yuming's tone became rough.

Jiang Chongyuan didn't have any opinion on this, he didn't care about Song Yan's life or death, so he just pointedly reminded: "Don't make it too high-profile."

-

The annual holiday passed quickly, and the comfortable atmosphere of the New Year was quickly replaced by the super-rhythm of traffic. The company was full of chaos, and Song Xingfei frowned as soon as he entered the door.

The receptionist at the front desk said angrily, "I've already told you that Mr. Song is not in the company. If you are really his relative, you can call him."

The woman with her back to Song Xingfei was arrogantly chatting with the front desk. She was carrying an exquisite limited-edition designer bag, with dark brown waist-length curly hair, and a tall and graceful figure.

Song Xingfei didn't speak. After observing for a while, he confirmed that he hadn't seen this person at the family dinner on New Year's Eve. He turned around and asked Da Yuan, "Do you know her?"

Although Da Yuan looked very honest and honest, he was very proficient in gossip. He looked at Song Xingfei a little embarrassed, and said in a faltering voice: "Mr. Song, she is Chairman Song's lover."

"..."

Song Xingfei's expression froze immediately, and the woman not far away was still arguing with the front desk: "I am your aunt Song, can I still lie to you? I am not a weird person, why can't I?" Let me in?"

The receptionist just wanted to say that every day someone said that he knew Mr. Song, if they put all of them in, he would lose his rice.As soon as the words came to his lips, he saw Song Xingfei walking from the door.

"Boss Song is here, you can talk to him yourself."

Song Xingfei worried about the influence of the company, and said to her: "Let's go up and talk."

After hearing this, the beauty naturally turned her head and raised her eyebrows at the receptionist, then followed Song Xingfei into the private elevator.

"Please sit down." Song Xingfei pointed to the chair in front of the desk, "What's your name?"

"Oh, you can call me Sister Guoguo, they all call me Guoguo, Bu Guoguo."

"What do you find me for?"

Song Xingfei poured a cup of coffee to her and asked.

Bu Guoguo looked down, frowned and said, "Sorry, I only drink plain water."

Song Xingfei then poured another glass of boiled water and handed it to her. Bu Guoguo nodded and said, "Thank you, actually I didn't want to come to you, but I have no choice. The credit card your father gave me was suddenly suspended, so I can't contact him." .I just want an explanation, even if you want to dump me, you have to give me an accurate answer, right?"

Bu Guoguo thought for a while and said, "But I don't think he's that kind of person, maybe something happened, so I'm a little worried, and I want to ask you."

Song Xingfei was speechless. His father's lover came to the other's son to ask for an explanation, which was beyond Song Xingfei's cognition.

He sent Bu Guoguo out of the company, and gave the other party a business card, saying that he would tell her when he had any news, and Bu Guoguo drove the Maserati without looking back.

After that, Song Xingfei called Song Yanzheng, but the line was always busy.

Later, he called Gong Xin. Gong Xin's voice seemed a little tired, and she said in a low voice, "It's not convenient to talk on the phone. You'll know when you go home when you're free."

-

When Song Xingfei returned to the old house, it was getting late. Gong Xin was sitting alone on the sofa in the living room. The lights were not turned on, and the whole house looked very desolate.

"Mom... Where's the servant?" Song Xingfei turned on the light with the softest light, and he noticed this when he entered the door, and he also had a premonition of uneasiness in his heart.

"They're all dismissed." Gong Xin rubbed her temples, took a sip of the cold tea on the coffee table, and said in a low voice, "I didn't want to tell you for the time being, but I know your company has a lot of things going on recently, so I'm afraid it will affect you."

Song Xingfei lowered his eyes and said, "Mom, don't talk about it. What happened to Dad?"

Gong Xin hated iron for being weak and said: "I said a long time ago, tell him not to trust those relatives too much, who are they? Son, you can also see what kind of faces those people in your father's family have. Looking at the pot, looking at the pan, looking at Shu, a person with a lack of heart! When our family was in full swing, we wanted to run home all day long, but now we can’t avoid it, and his younger brother, the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, what should I say? Come on, sooner or later, their family will kill your father and our whole family!"

From Gong Xin's mouth, Song Xingfei learned that Song Yanzheng's younger brother misappropriated the funds allocated to the branch company as a security deposit for illegal transactions. As a result, the other party suddenly repented at the transaction site and killed the docking staff on the spot.

In the early morning of the next day, the body of Song Yanzheng's younger brother was also found on his bed.

At the same time, Song Yujing was reported by his ex-lover for taking drugs. The police arrested Song Yujing based on the clues, and Song Yanzheng was one of the members identified as involved in the illegal transaction.

The accident happened so suddenly that Song Xingfei hadn't recovered from his surprise.

Gong Xin grew a lot of gray hair overnight, the corners of her eyes drooped slightly, and she was very tired. She knew that Song Xingfei would not be able to help if she stayed, so she waved her hand to let Song Xingfei go back.

"Mom, I...stay with you at night." Although a little embarrassed, Song Xingfei couldn't help but feel sorry for Gong Xin in front of him, and couldn't let Gong Xin go through the long night by herself.

After Gong Xin heard this, she looked up at Song Xingfei in surprise. The expression in her eyes seemed to be moved, but more like frustrated. She whispered: "Only at this time, you will know that this is your home."

Gong Xin took the sleeping pills and went back to the bedroom to sleep. Song Xingfei sat by the bed and waited for her breathing to gradually stabilize before leaving the room in a low voice.

Up until now, Song Xingfei could only stare at the moonlight half covered by dark clouds outside the window in a daze, and a feeling of powerlessness and sadness gradually took over his brain.

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