My brother became a love brain

Song Dongyang's recent performance is good, and it seems that he has returned to normal, but I can't judge at all, if he keeps in touch with this Su Ran, will there be another abnormal situation one day.

Should I do it?Or wait for Song Dongyang's action?

It was rare for me to be hesitant, so I simply went to see the friend who I have in common with Song Dongyang, and listened to what secret he wanted to tell me.

That friend is five years older than me, is married and has a child, and is currently obsessed with health preservation.

He poured tea for me, and said bluntly: "Forget about your marriage with Song Dongyang."

I drank my tea, shook my head, and said, "Why?"

Why should I have made a plan, every step is moving forward smoothly, but there is a sudden change.I don't think Song Dongyang really changed his mind. He just has some physical problems. Even if his problems can't be solved, isn't it easy to solve a little lover he raises outside?

I have this confidence that I can set things right and get everything back on track.

My friend stared at me for a while and said, "I've seen Song Dongyang and his lover."

"Ok?"

"Song Dongyang's eyes on his lover are exactly the same as my eyes on my wife. Chi Rui, only human feelings can't be forced."

"I don't ask for his affection either." I lifted the teapot and poured a cup for my friend first, then for myself, "I just can't swallow this breath right now."

"You kid is really stubborn." My friend scolded me with a smile, changed the topic, picked up interesting things recently, chatted with me for a while, and before leaving, he even stuffed me with a box of tea.

I didn't refuse, took the tea, and said to him: "I took a few pictures a while ago, and I will show them to my sister-in-law. If she likes them, I will give them to her."

My friend poked me with his fingertips and joked that I was a prodigal. I held the tea box and retorted that spending money on my sister-in-law is not considered a prodigal.

I got into the car with a smile, and after the car started, I restrained my smile. I heard what my friend said and remembered it in my heart.

I'm not a magnanimous person, Song Dongyang really slapped me in the face for letting our friends see his little lover.

I drove back to the hospital. When I entered the ward, Song Dongyang happened to be working. He was wearing a pair of flat glasses and typing on the keyboard quickly. Looking at it this way, he looked a bit like a gentle scum.

After a few minutes, he stopped working, looked up at me, and asked, "Why aren't you happy when you go out to play?"

I closed the door behind my back, threw away my coat and changed my shoes, deliberately throwing the two shoes aside, Song Dongyang frowned and said, "You put the shoes in order."

I replied to him: "Song Dongyang, why do you care about me?"

Song Dongyang closed the computer and put it aside, he said: "You are angry with me."

"Everyone knows that you put a green hat on my head, tell me, should I be angry?" I didn't have the habit of making myself stand, and half-lyed on the sofa, chatting with him very naturally, "You Raise a little lover, but also show him off in front of our friends, someone told me today, let me let go as soon as possible, don't delay your lover's final marriage."

"Who did you meet today?" He was very calm, without any sign of guilt.

"The point is not who I met today." I paused and said with a smile, "The point is, Song Dongyang, if you were not lying on the hospital bed, I would drag you up and beat you up."

"I'll give you an explanation about Su Ran."

"A confession that you have slept with each other, and now you want to pay for his debut?"

"We haven't had sex," he retorted calmly.

"You have to spend money for him." I also asked calmly.

"I will suspend the capital investment in him, and at the same time suspend the company's brokerage contract with him."

I looked at him lazily, turned my phone half a circle with my fingers, and said, "You promised me."

"Well, I promise you."

I knocked my phone on the coffee table and said, "If you let me down again, I won't let you go."

"No." There was no change in his tone in this answer, but I believed it.

Song Dongyang's bones recovered very well. No. 18 days after he was admitted to the hospital, the doctor suggested to leave the hospital for recuperation. The Song family came in a mighty bunch, including media reporters. I supported Song Dongyang's shoulders under the flickering fluorescent lights, Helped him out of the ward door, picked him up neatly, entered the elevator, and went all the way down.

Many people say that a commercial marriage is just a show, but before going on stage, actors need to cultivate some kind of affection and tacit understanding. I thought that Song Dongyang and I could respect each other as guests, but I didn't expect the mess in front of us.

I hugged Song Dongyang into the nanny's car, and when I got out of the reporter's circle, I said to him, "Transfer me some money."

Song Dongyang sent a message to his assistant, and not long after, I received a reminder message from the bank that there was an extra 500 million in my account.

I divided the money into several pieces and transferred the money to a few friends. Then I put down my phone and said, "You and your lover were kissing in the car, and someone secretly photographed them. You can buy out the photos for 500 million yuan, which is still a friendship price."

Song Dongyang didn't respond to my words, but after more than ten minutes, there was another 500 million in my account.

"What gift do you want recently?" He asked me in a low voice.

I looked out the car window, pointed to a building at random, and said, "I want it."

"I'll buy it and give it to you."

"What if the owner of that building doesn't want to sell it?" I seemed to make things difficult for him on purpose.

He raised the corner of his mouth and said, "The business can't be done, it's just that the chips are not enough. If you have enough chips, you can buy anything."

"There's always something you can't buy."

"indeed."

"Like love."

"..."

Song Dongyang seemed speechless. After a while, he said, "You probably don't believe this."

"I really don't believe it," I thumbed a heart on the car window without leaving a trace, "but it doesn't mean it doesn't exist."

When I was in school, I saw many couples holding hands with love in their eyes. Even if they will not be together in the future, at least they are in love at that moment.

At this moment, I lost interest, and I said: "Song Dongyang, if you really like others, I will help you."

"I don't like others," Song Dongyang's voice was always steady, "Don't think wildly."

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