Early the next morning, Song Haiping drove to pick up Song Yuan and Rong Ting to the high-speed rail station.
Originally, he planned to drive home by high-speed train, but considering that Rong Ting was still young and it would be more comfortable to take the high-speed train, he changed his mind temporarily.
Rong Heng also came over, holding a paper bag in his hand, he handed it to Rong Ting, and said softly: "They are all your favorite snacks, and there are fruits, you can eat them in the car."
Rong Ting was a little awkward, but still took it, his tone was not as eager as before, but he said flatly, "Thank you."
"You're welcome."
Song Yuan guessed that Rong Heng must have something to say to Rong Ting, so he dragged Song Haiping into the car first, and gave the father and son some time to spend together.
Looking at his son's expression, Rong Heng felt very helpless in his heart, but he still said: "Did you see me at the resort that day? You misunderstood me, and things are not what you think. I will tell you about this matter." Your mother also explained clearly."
In Rong Ting's mind, this is his father and also the king, he can't play petty temper in front of his father, even if his father doesn't remember anything now, he still knows that he is the father of the king, first the king and then the father.
He just lowered his head, straightened his body, and said calmly: "I know, my mother has already told me, and I also promised my mother that I will not interfere in your affairs."
Rong Heng showed surprise on his face, and then quickly covered it up, "Well, you can understand best. You have to listen to your mother's words over there."
"En." Rong Ting hesitated for a moment, then asked again, "Father, do you really not remember anything?"
Rong Heng said, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing, father, I'm leaving first." Rong Ting couldn't salute him now, so he raised his hand and waved to him, then ran to Song Haiping's car, opened the door and sat in.
Rong Heng watched the car leave thoughtfully.
Song Haiping sat in the driver's seat and drove. Song Yuan and Rong Ting sat in the back seat. The car slowly drove out of the community. Song Haiping was still complaining, "Why isn't this Xie leaving? Didn't he say he was going abroad?"
Song Yuan had no choice but to say, "People are celebrating the New Year too! And it's only been two months, and it's over in the blink of an eye."
***
It's only a few days before Chinese New Year, and Ji Junpei works overtime until very late every day. He proposed to work overtime on his own initiative, trying to numb himself with work.
Reason told him, don't be that kind of stalker, since Song Yuan doesn't like him anymore, it will be futile for him to do anything, and it will bring trouble to her, but emotionally he is not so decisive , After all, she is a girl who has liked her for several years, how could she say that she doesn't like her if she doesn't like her
This day, he worked overtime again until late at night. When he returned to the rented apartment, he habitually turned on the computer to check for new emails.
There are nearly ten unread emails in the mailbox. He clicked on them one by one. When he was about to drink water, he clicked on an email that was very strange. There was only one attachment. This kind of email was very similar to a virus. He would not click on the attachment, but the name of the attachment attracted his attention. The name of the attachment was "Introduction to Song Haiping and Chen Linjing". Of course he knew that Song Haiping was Song Yuan's father and Chen Linjing was Song Yuan's mother. Curious, he held his breath and clicked on the attachment.
The attachment is indeed the brief introduction of Song Haiping and Chen Linjing. These two people can be regarded as well-known entrepreneurs in their hometown. The above is nothing more than an introduction to the industries and properties under the names of these two people. Ji Junpei is not very willing to read it. These, Song Yuan's parents are very rich, which can only prove that the distance between her and him is very far away. When she was about to close this document, she accidentally caught a glimpse of the name of the company under Song Haiping's name, which seemed familiar...
He racked his brains to think for a while, but luckily he had a good memory and recalled it quickly.
He also wanted to earn more money when he was abroad. After all, he only won a scholarship, and he had to pay for the living expenses himself. The family situation is not that good, so he has to share the pressure. The distance between him and Song Yuan, he and his seniors who are also international students thought about a project. They wanted to find someone to invest in, but no one was optimistic about it. They said they were willing to invest. This is a Chinese company. At that time, he and his seniors were still very touched, and they always felt that their compatriots helped them.
Although this project was not as successful as expected, it also made him earn his first pot of gold. He has always regarded this company as a benefactor, but what did he see now, one of the shareholders of this company is Song Haiping
So, what happened in the first place
Could it be that Song Yuan's father couldn't stand it anymore and chose to help him
He suddenly remembered the meaningful smile of the Chinese manager when he signed the contract, saying that he was very lucky...
There is still something he doesn't understand now, Ji Junpei smiled wryly, and then laughed out loud, his smile was sad and bitter, he originally thought that others had taken a fancy to his talent, but he wanted to get closer to her so much, but his first pot of gold turned out to be From her dad, is this a handout? Ji Junpei picked up the phone and just dialed Song Yuan's phone number. Almost instantly, he hung up immediately. He got up, staggered into the bathroom, washed his face with cold water, looked at himself in the mirror, and suddenly Calm down. What is he, Xingshi asked the crime
In any case, he should thank Song Yuan's father, if not for him, he would not be what he is today. Maybe Song Yuan's father was kind.
In an instant, Ji Junpei thought about many things clearly, even the fact that Song Yuan didn't like him anymore, he seemed to accept it.
He opened WeChat, and solemnly sent a message to Song Yuan: "Yuanyuan, I'm sorry for causing trouble to you during this time, you are right, people should look forward. If anyone needs my help in the future, don't You're welcome, and finally, thank you."
He deleted that email as if he had never seen it before. The shareholders of that company are still his benefactors, which he will never forget.
***
Song Yuan was so excited when she got home that she didn't fall asleep until 11 or 12 o'clock. Then she received Ji Junpei's WeChat. She read it several times and wanted to reply, but she didn't know what would be more appropriate. In the end, there was no reply to this message. In fact, Ji Junpei was able to figure it out and let go, and she was also very happy. After all, he is really nice and shouldn't waste time on her all the time.
It's still comfortable to lie on the bed at home! Although the house in Beijing is also hers, she always feels that this is her home. Gu Gu seems to feel the same way. He is in a good mood all day today. Special products brought by Beijing.
While swiping the phone, there was a knock on the door, and then Rong Ting shouted loudly: "Mother, it's already late, don't play with your phone anymore, don't stay up late!"
Song Yuan: "... Got it!"
She didn't expect that Rong Ting would get up to go to the bathroom tonight, so she made a mistake.
She quickly turned off the lights and put her mobile phone on the bedside table. She couldn't fall asleep, so she started counting sheep again, and fell asleep after counting. This time she started dreaming again.
In the dream, a young man led her into a big house, and he introduced to her with a hearty voice, "I've looked at all the houses for sale in the city, but I haven't found one that's right for me. It's easy to find, and it's very close to the General's Mansion, only two streets away. You said you like the pavilion in the center of the lake, and there is one here, but the lake is not as big as the General's Mansion. There is also a small garden in this house , you will definitely like it, by the way, although there is no bamboo forest here, but I see, the original owner has planted fruit trees, and it has a special flavor."
She followed him through the corridor, and asked him in a confused tone, "Brother, this house is very nice, but what do you want to do?"
The man she called her brother turned around and looked at her with a smile. He wanted to pat her on the shoulder, but he put his hand down again in the air, "This is a gift I gave you. A few days ago I just heard you ask the housekeeper how much money is needed for the house outside, so I can count it in my heart." He took out some banknotes from his pocket and handed them to her, "Although I don't have much money in my hand, there are several hundred taels of banknotes. It can still be made up, I've done the math, even if you and Ziheng don't find a livelihood for a while, it's enough for you to live comfortably for several years."
She was stunned, and took a step back, "No, this won't work, this is your money, brother, how can I take it, and this house too, it's too expensive, I can't take it!"
"You are the lady of my general's mansion. This marriage should be done in a beautiful manner, and your parents will also prepare a dowry for you. If you don't accept it, won't you treat us as outsiders?" The man looked at her with a vague disbelief. She said, "You will marry Ziheng in the future. If you have any difficulties, you should tell me. You can't bear them alone. The General's Mansion is your natal family and will support you for the rest of your life. I will always be your brother. In the future, Ziheng will be your husband, he will stand behind you and protect you, and my brother will stand behind you both to protect you. Don't make trouble with your brother."
Her nose was slightly sore, she choked up her throat as soon as she opened her mouth, and her eyes were red, "Brother..."
"Yuanyuan, you must be happy, you must be happy."
"Yep!"
Song Yuan woke up from the dream and sat up straight. She subconsciously grasped the collar of her pajamas, only feeling difficult to breathe and uncomfortable.
But this time, it was different from before.
In the past, every time she had a dream, she couldn't see the face of the person in the dream clearly. Even if she later found out that Rong Heng was the emperor, she still couldn't see him clearly in related dreams. Even now she hasn't forgotten the face of the person called brother, that face is firmly in her heart.
But what's the use.
Song Yuan hugged the pillow, feeling extremely lost for a moment.
The brother in the dream is so kind to her, is that the God of War that Gu Gu talked about