Song Fei saw that Song Ci was silent and did not speak, and the sisterhood of Xindao was just like that, and it would be broken if it was broken.
"Why, you don't want to lend it to me?" Song Fei sneered, "That's why you love me so much."
Song Ci felt guilty and said softly, "I don't have much money."
Song Fei: "Your man has a lot of money."
Song Ci: "Yan Jiang is also rich."
"I have hands and feet, so why use a man's money!" Sister Song Fei had a heavy burden.
Hearing this, Song Ci's eyelids twitched wildly, she rolled her eyes and refuted Song Fei: "You have hands and feet and can't use a man's money, so I'll cut off my limbs?" Song Ci stared at Song Fei fiercely, She said, "I don't want to use Brother Han's money either."
Song Fei sneered, and told her: "You are married, the marriage certificate is stamped, and your property is shared. It is only natural for you to use his money."
Song Fei added: "Furthermore, the Mo family's affairs are not my own affairs, father is our common father, since we want to find out his relationship with the Mo family, there is no reason for me to do it alone. You don't spend money or effort, you really think of yourself as the wife of the richest man?"
Song Fei usually doesn't talk much, but if she talks too much, she can kill people.
Song Ci made a mistake, so she took out the bank card she had prepared a long time ago, and said, "There are six million in it, which is the bonus that Liang Bo gave me, and the endorsement fee I earned from the airline's endorsement. Song Fei, the money is for me. You, don't cause trouble for me."
Song Ci was always worried that Song Fei would commit a crime.
Song Fei took the card away, and put the bank card into her pocket without the slightest psychological burden. When putting it away, she asked Song Ci, "It's been prepared a long time ago, why didn't you take it out before."
"It's a huge sum of money, I don't want to part with it." Song Ci looked at the outline of the bank card in Song Fei's suit pants pocket, her heart was bleeding.
Song Fei was amused by Song Ci's pitiful eyes. She raised her right hand to wrap her arms around Song Ci's arm, like a scumbag coaxing his girlfriend. She coaxed Song Ci: "Don't worry, little idiot, my sister has made money, she must Pay you back."
Song Ci didn't believe her words at all. Those who engage in virus research can't make a lot of money in their lifetime. Song Ci took out the money and didn't plan to get it back.
As Song Fei said, it is not Song Fei's responsibility to find out what happened between her father and the Mo family. As Song Tingyun's daughter, Song Ci also has an obligation. She contributes money and Song Fei contributes, that's as it should be.
Han Zhan is now a favorite, and he will be surrounded by people wherever he goes. He saw Song Fei accompanying Song Fei, so he talked with people at ease.
After Yan Jiang entered the hall, he saw many colleagues and friends in the entertainment circle, and was also pulled over by others to reminisce about the old days. The two sisters got quiet, so they sat down on the sofa, opened the auction book and began to study it.
"Song Ci." Su Huanyan's gentle and clear voice sounded behind Song Ci.
When Song Ci turned her head, she saw a beautiful pregnant woman standing behind her. Su Huanyan's belly has also bulged, and it doesn't fit her cheongsam anymore. Today Su Huanyan gave up the cheongsam and wore a beige dress with a wide hem, covering her pregnant belly.
"Huanyan, come and sit here." Song Ci patted the empty seat beside her.
Hearing the name Huanyan, Song Fei looked up at Su Huanyan. Nodding coldly to Su Huanyan, Song Fei lowered her head and continued flipping through the books.
Su Huanyan was taken aback by Song Fei in a suit.
After sitting down beside Song Ci, Su Huanyan whispered to Song Ci secretly, and said, "Song Ci, is this your sister Song Fei? It's amazing, you both look alike, but you wear different styles of clothes. They are two temperaments."
Song Ci asked amusedly, "Tell me, what kind of temperament am I, and what kind of temperament is Song Fei?"
Su Huanyan said: "You are extravagant and magnificent."
Song Ci squinted and smiled.
Su Huanyan glanced at Song Fei, and said in a softer voice: "Your sister is gangster, domineering."
"Summary is in place." Song Ci suppressed a smile. She bumped Song Fei's arm and said, "Can you sit gracefully? You are not a lady at all."
Song Fei was chewing on popping candy, wearing a black suit, and a pair of black diamond-topped high-heeled shoes. She was sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed, and she raised her chin slightly to read the brochure, just like that domineering president, she was indeed not a lady.
Hearing Song Ci's words, Song Fei thought she was farting. There are thousands of people with thousands of looks, fat around the body, swallows and thin, each with its own merits, and she will be the most unique woman.
Song Ci and Su Huanyan are the same type of girls, neither of them can resist the attractiveness of beautiful jewelry, the two chattered about which set of jewelry looks better, and what kind of skirt would match that pair of earrings.
Song Fei listened dully.
She raised her head and looked towards Yan Jiang, and saw a girl who was almost pressing her body against Yan Jiang. Song Fei got up, picked up the wine, and walked over there step by step.
There were three people standing and speaking with Yan Jiang, two men and one woman, and all men were actors. They are all old friends who worked with Yan Jiang in Yan Jiang's famous work many years ago.
At that time, they were still immature and did not understand the rules of the circle, and the friendship established at that time was quite pure. In addition, Yan Jiang's personality is his own way, he doesn't manipulate people and is not hypocritical. Everyone likes his true temperament very much.
After so many years, they have always maintained a good relationship, and they will find time to meet several times a year, have a party, have a meal, and sing. When they met at a party, it was inevitable that they would hold Yan Jiang to reminisce about the old days.
And the tall girl in a dark purple tube top dress is a well-known model in China, who once photographed fashion magazines with Yan Jiang.
This girl had chased Yan Jiang before, but Yan Jiang only had Song Fei in his heart, so he directly rejected this girl.
The scene Song Fei saw just now happened to be that girl approaching Yan Jiang and asking: "Brother Jiang, I heard that you are in a relationship, did you bring your girlfriend?"
Subconsciously, Yan Jiang took a step back, stretched out a finger and poked the girl's arm, reminding her: "Pay attention to the distance when speaking, I have a family member who is engaged, and the distance is too close to be misunderstood."
Hearing this, the girl's expression was a little embarrassed.
The two old friends sympathized with the female model when they saw that Yan Jiang's methods of destroying flowers were still so ruthless.
The actor named Wei Lai asked Yan Jiang: "By the way, when you were interviewed last time, you openly admitted that you have been chasing Song Fei for many years. You just said that you are engaged, did you bring your fiancée?"
It was the first time that Yan Jiang and Song Fei participated in such a public event, and he wished that everyone would know that he and Song Fei were a couple. "She's here too."
Yan Jiang raised his head and looked towards where Song Fei was sitting.
Glancing over, he saw Song Fei get up and walk towards them. Yan Jiang nodded his jaw in the direction Song Fei was walking, and said, "That's my fiancee."
Wei Lai and the female models looked up and turned around at the same time, looking in Song Fei's direction, they saw a girl wearing a white midriff-baring vest and a black suit walking over.
The girl's waist was not a waist, but Saburo's scimitar, thin and white, no one dared to look at it.
A girl is beautiful if she is beautiful, but her eyes are as cold as mountain spring water, she is not easy to mess with at first glance.
The actor named Zhong Xiangshou next to Wei Lai saw clearly that Song Fei was good-looking, so he raised eyebrows at Yan Jiang winkingly, and said with a smile, "My fiancée is very sassy."
Yan Jiang smiled, "That's my little ancestor."
Song Fei's little ancestor walked up to them, looked straight at the female model beside Yan Jiang, and narrowed his eyes coldly.
After only looking indifferently at the female model, Song Fei walked up to Yan Jiang's side, raised her right hand, and patted Yan Jiang's right arm lightly, as if cleaning up a virus, disgusting and disgusting.
There was no dust there, it was just swept by the female model's hair just now.
Knowing that Song Fei must be angry, Yan Jiang was elated. He maintained his expression and introduced Song Fei and two friends. "A Fei, this is Wei Lai and Zhong Xiangshou, friends in my circle."
When it was his turn to introduce the girl, Yan Jiang's smile faded, and he said indifferently, "This is Michelle, a female colleague I met at work before."
Song Fei nodded to Wei Lai and the others in greeting, and then cast a nonchalant glance at Michelle. She didn't respond, just like looking at the air.
Mi Qier's face was embarrassed from the moment Song Fei patted Yan Jiang's sleeves. Now, being ignored by Song Fei again, Mi Qier couldn't stay any longer no matter how thick-skinned she was, so she found a reason and slipped away.
Wei Lai and Zhong Xiangshou looked at each other with excitement.
They figured it out, the bar god Yan Jiang found a tyrant god Song Fei.
One radish and one pit, it's a good match.
Wei Lai and the others had a chat with Yan Jiang and Song Fei. For Yan Jiang's sake, Song Fei was polite and kind to Wei Lai and the others. After the two left, Song Fei stared at Yan Jiang with an unpredictable expression, and said, "Be more conscious in the future, don't flirt, your body is mine, don't let anyone touch it."
Yan Jiang was very happy.
Song Fei's jealous look is so cute.
He quickly defended himself to prove his innocence, "I have nothing to do with her. She is greedy for my beauty and male body. But I only desire you."
Song Fei: "Hey!"
Mushy!
Song Fei said, "Let's go, it's time to take your seat." After speaking, Song Fei strode forward. Looking from behind, her ears were red and bright.
Yan Jiang looked at Song Fei's ears darkly.
want to bite.
He squeezed his protruding collarbone, and then followed Song Fei to the venue.
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Above the head is the ceiling of the planetary sky, and the crystal lamps are shining with dazzling light. Men and women are sitting under the light, talking in low voices about tonight's auction items.
After the auction officially started, a tall and handsome man stepped onto the platform.
He has a pair of charming brown eyes, and when he looks at people, he looks gentle. There is no speech script, the man took off the script and said, "Welcome all guests to participate in the annual charity auction of Crowning Love. I am Crowning Love Jewelry Brand Boss, Qiao Sen." Boss Qiao's voice was also nice.
Qiao Sen is from Binjiang City, and his status in Binjiang City is comparable to that of Cheng Yanmo in Wangdong City. After he finished introducing himself, the guests applauded respectfully.
Song Ci applauded and said to Han Zhan, "This Mr. Qiao is quite handsome."
Han Zhan told her: "This Mr. Qiao already has a wife, so stop thinking about it."
Song Ci was wronged, she rolled her eyes at Han Zhan reproachfully, her eyes were full of grievances. "Brother Han, what are you talking about? My heart is completely filled by you. How can there be room for others?"
Han Zhan knew that she loved being poor, so he just smiled and stopped talking.
After Qiao Sen finished his speech, he stepped off the platform and sat in the middle of the first row. The host of the auction came to the stage one after another, and under her clever mouth, every auction item seemed to be endowed with life and a legend, becoming precious and unique.
The mouth of sales, the ghost of bluffing, under the instigation of the host's eloquence, the guests scrambled to shout the price as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.
Song Ci sighed: "There are so many rich people."
Han Zhan raised his eyebrows, but remained silent.
"The following auction item is the new work 'Plucking Lotus' by jade carving master Erza." The master of ceremonies came up with a treasure in both hands, and the host pulled back the curtain to reveal the jade carving inside.
It was an ornament carved from jasper. On a pure black stone plate stood a statue of a dragonfly picking lotus. The lotus and even the petite dragonfly were carved so lifelike.
The detailed picture of this work was displayed on the big screen, and all the guests present were moved after seeing it.
The host first introduced the selection of materials and carving techniques of this jade carving to everyone, and then introduced the owner of the jade carving.
"Master Erza's reputation in the jade carving industry goes without saying. Every year, she takes out one of the most satisfying works for charity auctions. Her works are also the most sought after treasures by jade lovers in recent years. 'Plucking Lotus Picture' The starting price of the auction is 500,000 yuan, and the highest bidder wins!"
Erza is not only a jade carver, but also Qiao Jiusheng, the younger sister of Mr. Qiao Sen, the host of tonight, and the young mistress of the Fang family, a wealthy family in Binjiang City. The guests were willing to take a photo of it not only because of the collection value of this work itself, but also because they wanted to be friends with Qiao Sen and to form a relationship with the young lady of the Fang family.
Song Ci knew Erza, they had met at several fashion parties, but they were a few years apart in age, and they had different circles of friends, so their relationship was mediocre.
Song Ci tilted her head and said to Han Zhan, "How about we buy this one? It's pretty nice. I don't think you have any decorations on your desk. This one is quite suitable."
Han Zhan liked the color and shape of the jasper, so he said, "Buy." If Han Zhan doesn't make a move, it will be in his pocket. Han Zhan finally bought 'Plucking Lotus' at a price of 4 million.
Later, they took another gemstone necklace for Mo Yao, and they didn't make another move.
Song Fei hadn't called out the price since the auction was held. She felt bored, and even took out her mobile phone to play Nikki-Dress. This thing cost her tens of thousands of dollars, and Song Fei vowed to become the No. 1 krypton gold player in Nikki-Dress UP Queen.
However, Yan Jiang saw that one of the dark green bracelets was very beautiful, so he took a picture of it and planned to give it to Song Fei.
Halfway through the auction, it was long overdue to feel cold. She and Qiao Sen were old acquaintances, and the feeling of coldness reached the scene, and she sat next to Qiao Sen.
Song Ci caught a glimpse of Han Qingshen, and she asked Han Zhan, "Han Qingshen is here. Why didn't Manager Bei come?"
"He's working overtime, entertaining Fox and the others for me." Because Han Zhan was going to participate in the auction, Bei Zhan had no choice but to entertain the business delegation from England on Han Zhan's behalf.
Song Ci had some sympathy for the Northern War.
The cold feeling was very embarrassing to Qiao Sen, and within a quarter of an hour after she sat down, she took pictures of two items. After taking pictures, she didn't raise the sign again, but lowered her head to discuss something with Qiao Sen. These two probably regarded the auction as a business meeting.
After a few more minutes, the jade fox was finally placed on the table.
The so-called jade fox is actually not a jade article, but a gadget carved from red agate. Because of its bright color and luster like jade, it is called a jade fox.
The workmanship of the jade fox is quite exquisite, but it is not the work of a famous jewelry master, and the material is only ordinary red agate, the guests are not interested in it.
The host introduced: "This is a fox carved from red agate. It comes from the eastern Sichuan region. This red fox can improve endocrine and strengthen blood circulation. Wearing it for a long time will benefit the body."
Probably because they understood that this thing was a waste thing, the auction price set by the organizer for it was not high, only 10,000 yuan.
Song Ci held up a placard, "Fifty thousand."
Song Ci thought that no one would compete with her for this thing, but she heard a male voice from the seat on the west side: "One hundred thousand."
Everyone thought: Is it stupid to buy such a thing for 100,000 yuan
Everyone looked towards the west side curiously, and recognized this young man as the young son of the Long family of the Wangdongcheng medical family. They all felt strange in their hearts, just this thing, is it really that good? Is it worth it for the young master of the Long family to tear up with the proprietress of Zeus International
Song Ci also looked at the boy.
Seeing Song Ci looking towards him, the young master of the Long family blushed silently. He said to Song Ci with his lips: "I'm sorry."
Song Ci was tired.
This little guy used to run after her butt and threatened to marry her when he grew up.
Teenage love, shit isn't it.
Song Ci continued to raise the placard, "Two hundred thousand."
The young man calmly added: "300,000." There are doctors from the Long family, including Chinese and Western medicine. There are people in the family who make medicine and others who sell medicine, and there is no shortage of money. For this red agate fox, the boy is determined to win it.
Song Ci and the young man got into a fight, and the two continued to increase the price without changing their expressions. They chased each other, and they actually called that trash to a sky-high price of two million.
Song Ci wanted to retreat.
It's not worth spending millions on such a crap. She couldn't help wondering in her heart how likely it was that she would succeed in snatching away the red fox after knocking out Young Master Long.
Seeing that Song Ci's flags and drums had died down, and he was about to give up, Young Master Long also heaved a sigh of relief.
But before he could finish his breath, he saw a woman in a black suit who looked exactly like Song Ci raised a sign and shouted, "Two and a half million!"
Young Master Long was angry.
Where did this broom star come from!
Young Master Long was about to raise the placard to continue increasing the price, when his phone vibrated suddenly. The young master turned on his phone and saw a message from his buddy asking for help——
Brother Kun: [Longlong, I was in a car accident!]
This brother Kun is the young master's best friend. Brother Kun will only come of age next month, but he has been secretly playing motorcycle racing for a year and a half. Young Master Long had persuaded him several times to stop playing with such dangerous things, but Brother Kun would not listen.
You see, something went wrong!
After receiving this news, the young master didn't have any doubts, he stood up and left, and he didn't want that fox anymore.
Seeing the young master suddenly get up and leave, everyone in the audience was a little stunned.
Is this being pissed off
Children are children, and they cannot bear it in their hearts.
Young Master Long gave up on his own initiative, and the red agate fox naturally fell into Song Fei's hands.
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Young Master Long's name is Long Gaogao. If you want to kiss, hug, or hold up the high one, the name is chosen as if you are playing.
Long Gaogao ran outside the venue in one breath. He took out his mobile phone and called Brother Kun while walking to the underground garage. The call was not connected, Long Gaogao thought that Brother Kun was injured and passed out.
He was distraught.
After getting in the car, Long Gaogao called Brother Kun again, and this time the call went through.
Brother Kun answered the phone and asked Long Gaogao loudly: "Longlong, what are you doing? Your brother is singing in KTV, are you coming?"
Long Gaogao: "."
"Didn't you have a car accident?" Long Gaogao gritted his teeth, his expression uncertain.
Brother Kun was taken aback, "Car accident?"
Brother Kun looked at the cronies and friends around him, he hung up the phone directly, and made a wechat video to Long Gaogao. Long Gaogao received the video and saw Brother Kun who was alive and well, and immediately realized that he was being played by someone!
Who could control Brother Kun's WeChat and send him a text message at that time!
"Who knows your WeChat password?" Long Gaogao tortured Brother Kun.
Brother Kun was confused, but he still replied obediently: "It's just you."
Long Gao was so angry that he hung up the phone directly.
He threw his mobile phone on the empty seat next to him, and cursed angrily: "Fucking hacker, fuck me! See if I catch you, don't throw you into the stinky ditch to feed the rats!"
In the venue, Song Fei suddenly sneezed.
Yan Jiang asked her: "Is the temperature of the air conditioner too low?"
Song Fei rubbed her nose, and said very self-aware, "No, someone is scolding me."
Yan Jiang thought Song Fei was joking.
Seeing Song Ci and Han Zhan standing behind them, Yan Jiang turned around and asked them, "Song Song, Mr. Han, do you want to go back now, or leave later?"
Song Ci asked Han Zhan, "Brother Han, shall we go?"
Han Zhan looked at the time, it was 9:40. Pregnant women are always hungry, Han Zhan lowered his head and asked Song Ci: "Are you hungry? If you are hungry, we will go for supper."
Song Ci secreted a lot of saliva when he heard the supper.
"Hungry!" Song Ci asked Yan Jiang: "Brother Jiang, is the barbecue restaurant we used to go to still open?"
"Here, let's go together?" Yan Jiang happened to be a little hungry too.
"That's fine."
The four of them walked out of the venue and walked through the corridor towards the elevator entrance.
When they were about to reach the elevator entrance, they met Han Qingshen. It's quieter here, and Han Qingshen is leaning against the wall of the corridor to answer the phone. Not far away, Song Ci heard the coldness and said: "Uncle Yan, have you arrived yet?"
I don't know what the person on the other end said, but he said coldly, "I'll come down to find you now."
Hanqing hung up the phone, looked up and saw Song Ci and the four of them. Han Qingshen and Han Zhan naturally knew each other, and had also spoken to Yan Jiang at the movie awards party.
They are all acquaintances, so I asked them first with deep coldness: "Will you stay longer?"
Han Zhan said: "Song Ci is tired, so let's go first. Sister-in-law, do you need me to call Bei Zhan to pick you up?"
Feeling cold, he snorted lightly, looking at Han Zhan with no warmth in his eyes. "You're the boss, you know how to squeeze your subordinates, you're so cool, and you leave Bei Zhan alone in the company to do nothing!"
The cold feeling deeply distressed the Northern War.
She really wanted to catch Bei Zhan back, make him a beautiful cage at home, and let him be her own canary.
But Bei Zhan didn't want to be a canary, he just wanted to be Donkey Kong.
Song Ci thought that Han Zhan would have a guilty conscience, but Han Zhan was too thick-skinned. After hearing Han Qingshen's complaint, he actually made a serious suggestion to Han Qingshen, saying: "Sister-in-law, you can buy Zeus International and let Bei Zhan will be the CEO, and I will be the deputy manager."
"The boss has orders. There are mountains of swords and seas of fire, and Han Zhan's definition is irresistible!"
Deep cold: "."
If she could acquire Zeus International, wouldn't she have acquired it earlier? But Zeus International is a hard bone, she can't chew it even if she wants to.
Han Qing gave a deep sneer, and walked away with long legs.
Song Fei, who was listening to the conversation the whole time, raised her head at this moment, stared at Han Zhan with a half-smile, and said, "My brother-in-law's mouth is also quite poisonous."
Brother-in-law Han dared to offend Han Qingshen, but did not dare to offend Song Fei, so he pretended to be deaf and dumb.
The four of them followed Han Qingshen into the elevator. In the elevator, Han Qingshen asked Song Ci, "What month is Song Ci born?"
Song Ci still has great respect for Han Qingshen. After all, this woman is definitely a powerful person who can secure the position of president of Empire Entertainment. Song Ci replied coldly: "There are still more than three months, it should be the end of Dongyue."
"That's four years younger than our Xiaobao. I heard from Bei Zhan that they are a pair of daughters?"
"Well, after checking, they are indeed a pair of daughters."
"congratulations."
While talking, the elevator reached the first floor. Hanqing turned back and asked Yan Jiang: "Your car is also parked outside?"
"Yes, in Area B."
"Then let's go together."
The cars of the five people were all parked in the outdoor parking lot in Area B, and they walked out from the left side of the restaurant. From afar, Song Ci saw a man standing in front of a Bentley.
The man should not be young anymore, there are a few very light wrinkles at the end of his eyes. But those wrinkles didn't make him look old, but precipitated a unique temperament, like mellow wine, the more fragrant it gets with age.
There was a little girl in the man's arms, it was Bei Xiaobao.
It wasn't very hot at night in the eighth month of the lunar calendar. Bei Xiaobao was wearing a long dress with puff sleeves, and her long hair was tied into a pair of small croissants.
Hearing footsteps, Bei Xiaobao raised his head. Seeing the deep feeling of coldness, Bei Xiaobao's round eyes suddenly shot out an astonishing light, she opened her arms, and shouted sweetly: "Mom!"
Yan Rufeng put Bei Xiaobao on the ground after seeing the depth of the cold. Bei Xiaobao twisted his little buttocks and rushed towards Hanqing, moving quickly, like a small cannonball.
Bei Xiaobao hugged Han Qingshen's leg, raised his head and said to Han Qingshen with a smile: "Mom, I have been waiting for you for a long time, little grandpa, do you still want to take me to eat taro balls?"
Bei Xiaobao loves taro balls, so he promised her the day before yesterday that he would take Bei Xiaobao to her favorite drink shop to eat taro balls tonight.
Han Qing looked thin, but easily picked up Bei Xiaobao, who weighed more than thirty kilograms. Scratching Bei Xiaobao's nose, he said coldly, "Of course, Mom is here."
Bei Xiaobao was overjoyed, and hurriedly turned around and said to Yan Rufeng behind him, "Little Grandpa, Mom promised to take me to eat taro balls, and I'll give you two."
Yan Rufeng didn't speak, but just stared blankly at the cold back.
To be precise, Yan Rufeng's eyes were on Yan Jiang beside Song Fei.
Under the night, Yan Jiang was very conspicuous in a white suit, young and handsome, which gave Yan Rufeng the illusion of seeing himself when he was young through time and space. In the blink of an eye, so many years have passed.
Looking at Yan Rufeng, Yan Jiang's eyes were full of surprise. It turns out that Director Yan of Empire Entertainment is Yan Rufeng.
No matter how many years have passed, Yan Jiang will never forget Yan Rufeng's face and remember him as a person.
The person in front of him was the source of Yan Jiang's pain.
Although Yan Rufeng is the director of Empire Entertainment, he seldom appears in public. He is low-key and mysterious, and only lives in word of mouth. Yan Jiang had also heard about Director Yan. He knew that the CEO of Empire Entertainment had a deep love for him, but Director Yan was the one who made it happen.
I also know that Director Yan has such an unimaginable relationship with Han Chenyi, the founder of Empire Entertainment.
Yan Jiang knew a lot about Director Yan of Empire Entertainment, but he didn't know that Director Yan was called Yan Rufeng!
Han Qingshen noticed Yan Rufeng's abnormality, and she asked in surprise, "Uncle Yan, what's the matter? Is there anyone you know here?" Han Qingshen turned around and looked at Han Zhan and the four of them.
Seeing Yan Jiang, Han Qing thought of something deeply, and his expression changed slightly.
Yan Rufeng, Yan Jiang
Han Qing was shocked by his guess.
Yan Rufeng walked to the side of Han Qingqing, and he looked at Yan Jiang opposite with a calm expression. After a long time, Yan Rufeng said, "You have grown up, Jiang Jiang."
Han Qingshen slightly opened his eyes wide.
Is Yan Jiang really that child
Hearing Yan Rufeng's words, Yan Jiang cast a strange and disdainful look at him, and Yan Jiang said indifferently, "Who are you? Do we know each other?"
Yan Rufeng heard the hatred and deep resentment hidden between the young man's words. Yan Rufeng frowned slightly, and asked Yan Jiang: "Are you hating Dad?"
dad!
Everyone present, except Yan Jiang himself, all changed their expressions.
Song Fei looked at Yan Rufeng's face, and it was hard to associate him with the uncle in his memory who wore cheap casual clothes and always had a gloomy look on his face. Song Ci no longer remembered what Yan Jiang's father looked like, so when she heard Yan Rufeng's words, she just felt ridiculous.
What are you kidding
Yan Rufeng turned out to be A Jiang's father
Didn't it mean that after Yan Rufeng eloped with that person, he left Wangdong City and never heard from him again
"Dad." Yan Jiang wasn't calling Yan Rufeng, but playing with the word 'Dad' between his lips.
Among others, father and child should be one of the closest relationships in the world. But in Yanjiang, father is a disgusting term.
"Sir, did you make a mistake? It has been fourteen years since my father died, and the grass on the grave is already three feet high." Yan Jiang pouted indifferently, and asked Yan Rufeng, "Why is it my father, sir?"
Yan Rufeng: "."
He was not angry, but sighed: "Jiang Jiang, your personality is completely different from when you were a child. I remember that when you were a child, you were very sensible and well-behaved." Unlike now, you are rebellious and aggressive.
It's fine if Yan Rufeng doesn't mention his childhood, but Yan Jiang feels ironic when he mentions it.
"You deserve to mention my childhood too?" Yan Jiang's eyes turned red for a moment.
Yan Jiang clenched his fist, wanting to greet Yan Rufeng's face with his fist. But when he saw the little girl with innocent and ignorant eyes in Han Qingshen's arms, he could bear it again.
He couldn't beat her grandpa in front of a little girl.
Yan Jiang stiffened his neck and took a few heavy breaths. After calming down, Yan Jiang looked at Yan Rufeng carefully and began to size up. Yan Jiang suddenly discovered that the tall and strong man in his memory was actually two centimeters shorter than him.
Yan Jiang sneered, and said sarcastically, "Yan Rufeng, I hate you for doing such an inhumane thing, shouldn't I?"
Yan Rufeng didn't refute, but frowned, and softly defended: "It's not what you think."
"Why not?" Yan Jiang laughed, because he thought it was ridiculous, his eyes filled with tears.
Yan Jiang held back the tears that could burst out of his eyes at any time, and he said in a low voice with a crying sound: "In that community, who doesn't know that the son of Mrs. Yan abandoned his young and filial wife to follow him for a pervert? Elementary school sons, and elderly mothers!"
Yan Rufeng's eyes trembled, but he still didn't speak.
Yan Jiang suddenly strode towards Yan Rufeng, making a gesture to hit him.
Han Zhan suddenly stretched out his left hand, accurately and quickly clasped Yan Jiang's wrist, and whispered in Yan Jiang's ear, "Yan Jiang, there are reporters and children here, don't be impulsive. "
Reminded by Han Zhan, Yan Jiang stopped abruptly.
He was panting deeply, his chest heaving violently with rage.
From a distance, Yan Jiang stared at Yan Rufeng, and cursed: "The one surnamed Han is a pervert, and you are a pervert too! And I have been called 'the son of a pervert' for many years!"
"Because of you, I was beaten and bullied, and I was bullied on campus!"
"Because of you, I have neither father nor mother's love. I became an orphan and can only live with my grandma!"
"Because of you, grandma couldn't bear the gossip, and finally hanged herself under the door frame of the room with a rope! And I, who dare not sleep day and night, have been haunted by the nightmare of my grandma who died tragically for more than ten years!"
Yan Jiang's neck was full of muscles. With his face and eyes blushing, he roared angrily and asked Yan Rufeng, "Yan Rufeng, shouldn't I hate you? In this world, the person who has the most right to hate you, isn't he?" me?"
— In this world, the last person who has the right to hate you, isn't it me
Yan Rufeng's expression moved slightly.
He looked at his son with pain, grievance, and guilt in his heart.
"You can hate me." Yan Rufeng's attitude was cold and nonchalant, he turned his head to look at the neon lights in the distance, and murmured, "You are innocent, you should hate me." But I, should go Who do you hate
Yan Jiang smiled contemptuously at Yan Rufeng, and said, "Yan Rufeng, you let go of your own child and went to raise someone else's child. You are really great."
Yan Rufeng said nothing.
Yan Jiang glanced at the side again and remained silent, with an unattractive expression on his face and a deep feeling of coldness. He was maddened with jealousy, and spoke in a strange way, "Mr. Han, you are really lucky."
Han Qing frowned deeply, "Yan Jiang."
Yan Jiang took Song Fei's hand and said, "Ah Fei, let's go." Song Fei held Yan Jiang's hand instead, called Song Ci, and they left together.
After Yan Jiang and the others walked away, Yan Rufeng's straight back suddenly bent down.
Han Qing hugged Bei Xiaobao deeply and walked to Yan Rufeng's side. She looked at Yan Rufeng's lonely and confused face, and said softly: "Uncle Yan, don't be angry, that child doesn't know the truth. He hates you, too. Exactly."
What Yan Jiang said tonight was not vicious, every word was full of hatred for Yan Rufeng. But Yan Jiang was right, after all, he was the poorest victim.
Yan Rufeng straightened up slowly, he turned around and looked at Yan Jiang who had already walked to the side of the car, and there was some moist mist in his eyes. Yan Rufeng said guiltily: "I didn't know that his grandma's death cast such a deep shadow on him."
Day and night, Yan Jiang was haunted by nightmares and dared not fall asleep. After more than ten years of suffering like this, Yan Rufeng didn't dare to think deeply about how cruel it was.
Suddenly, he felt a little distressed for Yan Jiang, and also a little regretful.
"This child, I owe him too much." Yan Rufeng has also been paying attention to Yan Jiang's life these years, knowing that Yan Jiang later became an actor, and his popularity was so red and purple. I also know that he quit the circle later and went to become a forensic doctor.
Yan Jiang lives freely and unrestrainedly, doing his own way, and has a completely different personality from Yan Rufeng when he was young.
Even though he is his own child, Yan Jiang's personality is very much like Han Chenyi's.
Off-topic: Thank you for your testimonials, readers. Several places have been modified in the article. One is the setting of director Huo Jingan in Chapter 179, which has been changed to be a politician.
The second is about the fact that identical twins can only be twins of the same sex, and cannot be twins. This is a joke made by Geer's bad common sense. In Chapter 217, Song Ci's children have been changed to a pair of sisters.
Fortunately, the readers testified and let me correct the mistake. I also thank everyone for loving me, instead of just opening their mouths and scolding me for having no common sense, pig brains or something.
I love you guys~
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