Who?

At that moment, Feng Yang almost laughed out of anger: "Mr. Song."

Feng Yang paused, as if he was sorting out his emotions. After half a minute, he barely restrained the urge to swear in the crowd: "Mr. Song, at your age, go to the hospital when you are sick, don't Avoid diseases and avoid medicine."

"I know I came here rashly, and you won't believe me when I say these words. But it doesn't matter, the truth can't be fake." Song Shiyong pondered for a moment, and said slowly: "I hope you can give me some time, Let's find a quiet place to talk."

"It's not necessary." Feng Yang said in a cold voice with a livid face: "Mr. Song, I know that my mother may have had some past with you when she was young. But that's all in the past. I hope you can respect it My mother and our whole family. You are also a man with a wife and a daughter now, so I don't think I need to speak too harshly."

"You don't need to be so excited." Song Shiyong still looked at Feng Yang lovingly, as if Feng Yang's previous ridicule hadn't caught his ears: "I believe you are a smart person. Child. Should know what is best for you."

When Song Shiyong said this, he glanced at the school gate where people were coming and going. Many students had already noticed the scene here and began to stop and watch.Song Shiyong chuckled: "I don't think you want our next conversation to be watched by many people, do you?"

Regardless of whether what Song Shiyong said was true or not, Feng Yang certainly didn't like such rumors spreading on campus.Fortunately, when they spoke just now, because they lowered their volume politely, not many people around noticed.

Noticing Feng Yang's fear, Song Shiyong said with a gentle smile: "The so-called family ugliness should not be publicized. I respect your wishes, let's find a place to talk slowly."

Feng Yang's face was livid, and finally got into Song Shiyong's car.The two went around to a very private coffee shop a kilometer away from the school, opened a private room and sat down.

Song Shiyong ordered a cup of coffee and a cup of oolong tea, and said with a smile, "I never thought that a child of your age would like to drink tea."

"I've read the information. You must have been brought up by your grandparents, right? No wonder your eating habits are very different from those of today's young people." Song Shiyong looked at Feng Yang with special admiration, and the more he watched, the more gratified he became.A feeling of "my family has a child who has just grown up" spontaneously emerged in my heart.He probably never dreamed that he would have a son in his life, such an excellent and handsome son.

"If you are willing to go for a DNA test with me, and if the test results come out and confirm that you are my son, I can promise you now that as long as you are willing to recognize me as the father, then after a hundred years, I will give Song's jewelry I leave it all to you."

When Song Shiyong said this, he couldn't wait to promise: "If you don't believe me, we can make a will directly after the appraisal result comes out."

Feng Yang frowned rather annoyed: "Mr. Song, I don't know where your blind self-confidence comes from. But I want to remind you that I am indeed the son of my father and my mother. That's right. The birth date on my household registration book is There is no problem with the date."

"Also, what age is it now? The society advocates equality between men and women. Boys and girls are the same. Women can hold up half the sky. Mr. Song's family is in the jewelry business, and most of your money is women's money. It's so contemptuous Women, you don't even want to hand over the inheritance rights of your own company to your daughter, if this word gets out, I'm afraid it will affect the image of your Song Jewelry, right?"

Feng Yang looked at Song Shiyong with a light smile, his clear eyes showed a little aggressiveness.He's never been a nice guy.When no one provokes him, he can barely maintain a gentle and amiable appearance, but once someone touches his reverse scales, Feng Yang can instantly enter the attack state.

"Mr. Song did not hesitate to abandon his girlfriend and unborn child 20 years ago, and he wanted to climb a branch to become a phoenix. I think you must cherish the huge family business you have created. Then you should be more cautious in your words and deeds, and don't just because Impulsive, ruined half of my life's hard work."

Based on Song Shiyong's few words, Feng Yang has already deduced some old things that Song Shiyong did 20 years ago.It's nothing more than a poor boy who just entered the society and couldn't bear the temptation of sensuality, fame and fortune, abandoning his bad girlfriend and rushing into the arms of Bai Fumei.Speaking of which, Feng Yang admired Song Shiyong's face.At the beginning, he abandoned his pregnant girlfriend in order to climb the dragon and become a phoenix, but 20 years later, without any contact, he was able to shamelessly come to the door, and even insisted on recognizing his son.

Feng Yang couldn't stop laughing, but he felt sorry for his current wife and children.If Mrs. Song knew that Song Shiyong would be this virtuous 20 years later, she wondered if she would have chosen him as her husband back then.

Song Shiyong probably didn't expect Feng Yang, a young man who looked cold and clean, to be so skillful in threatening people and hit seven inches with a stick.

"If you are my son, then the entire Song family jewelry will be yours in the future. If you are willing to let your own property suffer losses, I have nothing to say." Song Shiyong paused slightly when he said this: "What's more, you may not have this ability yet."

Feng Yang raised his eyebrows, too lazy to talk to Song Shiyong.He glanced at the time, Song Shiyong immediately understood the subtext of Feng Yang's desire to get up and leave, and immediately said: "Song Qingyao is not my daughter."

what?

Feng Yang was a little taken aback, probably because he didn't expect that he would hear such explosive secrets about a wealthy family just after meeting Song Shiyong for the second time.

"Song Qingyao is not my daughter, but my wife and another man's child. But for so many years, I have loved her as if it were my own, and it is considered my utmost benevolence. So you don't have to worry about it."

Song Shiyong continued to face Feng Yang with his smooth, flawless and loving face like a mask: "I really want to recognize your son. For you, I can give everything."

Feng Yang thinks Song Shiyong is quite interesting.When you are young, you can abandon your girlfriend and children for the sake of prosperity and wealth, but when you are middle-aged, you are willing to hand over your wealth in order to recognize your son.Feng Yang looked at Song Shiyong shaking his head with a semi-permanent loving face and lamenting the impermanence of the world, and found it very funny.

"Mr. Song, do you think that everything you do now is very great. Feeling that you are as fatherly as a mountain, and you are very moved?" Feng Yang was particularly sharp in piercing the disguise under Song Shiyong's hypocrisy: "You are still willing to do it for your recognition. Give everything back to your son, with all due respect, what else do you have besides a few stinky money?"

"Mr. Song, I advise you to resign yourself to your fate. Since you were able to abandon your girlfriend and children for the sake of prosperity and wealth, and you have worked hard for more than 20 years but have not yet had a child, it proves that God wants you to have no children and grandchildren. Drink and peck the sky." It is destined, destiny cannot be violated, so don't force it."

After saying this, Feng Yang simply stood up and left with a smile.

Only Song Shiyong was left alone, sitting in the box with a face full of astonishment, a crack in the semi-permanent loving smile finally cracked, his face was livid.