In the crowd, I don't know who shouted Shang Heng came out!
Most of the reporters who surrounded the businessman's father and mother walked away in a blink of an eye.Darn!
Staring viciously at Shang Heng, who was surrounded by the crowd, Shang's father was so angry that his face turned red, and his rough neck was bruised, he snatched the bucket of mineral water with unknown liquid from Shang's mother, and walked towards the other party step by step, stinky boy, dare to yin Lao Tzu!
Without waiting for Father Shang to approach the outermost part of the crowd, two arms suddenly stretched out from the left and right sides, blocking his way.Father Shang looked up in amazement, and two tall black-clothed bodyguards, one on the left and one on the right, looked at him expressionlessly.The merchant shrank his neck, and his expression was fierce: Who are you?
Get out of the way!
Saying this, he turned his head, but saw two black-clothed bodyguards behind him.The merchant father was suddenly so frightened that he didn't dare to speak, and the merchant mother stammered and asked, "Who are you?"
What to do, what to do?
The four bodyguards didn't say a word, and like strong and powerful steel tongs with their arms, they set up the two of them and Shang Baobao together, covered their mouths, and simply stuffed the people into a black van and drove away.The family of three was dizzy in the van, and they didn't dare to move, so frightened that they hugged and shivered.I don't know how long it was bumpy, the van stopped on the side of the road, and the three of them were driven out of the car by the bodyguards, and they looked around blankly, only to see that this was a remote embankment, and the rolling river water under the embankment was beating the embankment, and the big waves were surging, extending to the estuary.At the edge of the road, the street lamp was broken, and the surrounding light was dim, and several people and black vans became vague shadows in the night, and the raging wind blew especially terrifyingly.Here a person stumbled and fell, was swept into the river, rushed into the sea, and even the body could not be found!
Who the hell are you!
What are you bringing us here for?
The middle-aged couple almost fainted with fright, and Shang Baobao cried out.One of the black-clad bodyguards rolled his eyes disdainfully: "Our boss wants to see you."
Your boss?
A black Bentley slowly drove from the night, parked beside several people, Shang's father looked at the car carefully, and suddenly rejoiced: it was Shang Heng and his boyfriend!
His boyfriend came to pick us up!
The merchant mother was not optimistic at all, pulled his sleeve, and motioned to her husband to shut up.The visitor had no intention of getting out of the car, but slowly rolled down the window of the back seat, and Wen Ruiyun sat in the back seat with his legs folded in a relaxed posture.The sticky sea breeze poured into the car window, and he slowly buttoned the top button of the neckline, the retro buttons were elegant, and the whole person looked like a gentleman walking down from the poster at the end of the last century, solemn, rigorous, and meticulous.The atmosphere tonight was very different from the last time I was downstairs in Shang Heng's apartment.Wen Ruiyun restrained the shallow smile at the corner of his lips, and his eyes closed slightly: You are Shang Heng's parents?
Father Shang bent down flatteringly: Yes, we are, you are Mr.
Wen, right?
Is it our son's boyfriend?
Wen Ruiyun didn't answer, the corners of his mouth curled paradoxically: Do you know why I brought you here?
The businessman's father and mother were instantly silenced, and they couldn't help but tense their nerves: why, why?
Wen Ruiyun finally turned his head and glanced at them, his dark eyes were condensed, and his straight gaze was nailed to the face of the merchant father: Do you know who I hate the most in my life?
The middle-aged couple looked at each other and saw fear in each other's eyes.With just one glance, Wen Ruiyun retracted his gaze, his eyebrows were raised, and in the distance was the endless sound of the waves, his eyes were empty, as if he was staring at a certain void wave: I hate the husband who abandons the family the most, the irresponsible father.As soon as the sound fell, Shang's father was startled, his collar was grabbed by the bodyguard, his arms were erected, his feet were almost off the ground, and he dragged down the embankment without resistance!
No, no, no!
What are you going to do?
Let him go!
Shang Mu and Shang Baobao were frightened, and the night and the sound of the waves drowned out their cries.No!
Save me!
I don't want to die!
The merchant father was dragged all the way to the river, and the icy water flooded his trouser legs, and he shouted hysterically: I was wrong!
I know it's wrong!
Help me!
I swear I'll never show up again!
Spare me!
On the embankment, Wen Ruiyun sat quietly in the car, without saying a word, only raising his chin at Secretary Wu.The two bodyguards got the letter and threw the merchant father to the ground, and the rubble all over the ground hurt his bones, and the merchant father's face was pale, his limbs were weak, and he was almost frightened to crawl.Wen Ruiyun glanced at him mockingly, no longer scaring the family, the windows were closed again, the black Bentley started slowly, and in the rearview mirror, the businessman father and mother who were hugging each other gradually became a black dot, completely thrown into the depths of the night.Wen Ruiyun closed his eyes and leaned in the back seat, in the co-pilot's seat, Secretary Wu frowned and looked at him from the rearview mirror, and hesitated: "Cooking these two people, it is enough for me to come forward, Mr.
Wen, why do you want to come here in person?"
Wen Ruiyun didn't respond to this question, and suddenly said in a low voice: It's been more than 20 years in the blink of an eye, Secretary Wu asked tentatively: If your father, Mr.
Wen Hechen, is still alive, would you like to see him?
Wen Ruiyun slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes were calm: He has been dead for many years, and now my family is only Sheng Qi and Ran Ran.He paused slightly, and continued: No one else.※※※ The next day.Shang Heng was woken up by the ringing of his mobile phone, and the sunlight seeped in through the cracks in the white gauze curtains, and spread like gold paper on the corner of the bed.He rolled over, buried half of his face in the soft pillow, closed his eyes and groped for hands-free, and his hoarse voice revealed a thick sleepiness: Hey?
Shang Heng, it's me.A gentle voice rang on the phone, and with a little surprise, your adoptive parents took the initiative to come and agree to sign a severance agreement.Shang Heng furrowed his brows and opened his eyes slightly: Oh?
How could they suddenly change sex?
I don't know.I looked at them as if they were frightened by something.Shang Heng turned over and sat up, combing his five fingers into his hair: I know, you helped me a lot, I really don't know how to thank you.Rong Zhi smiled: Do you want to repay the favor?
Let's open the door first.Shang Heng was stunned for a moment, put on his slippers, rubbed his messy short hair and came to the entrance, opened the door, and Rong Zhi was standing outside, carrying two breakfasts, a soup dumpling and a shrimp dumpling.Shang Heng turned sideways and let people into the house, and touched his nose helplessly: You are Rong Zhi skillfully brought out breakfast from the kitchen, two pairs of dishes and chopsticks, and rested on the table: Look at you just got up, let's eat together.In the bathroom, Shang Heng pressed his brows, spitting while brushing his teeth, and there was a crisp sound of bowls, chopsticks and spoons colliding outside the door.Shang Heng tilted his head in the mirror, always feeling that something was not right, when did he and Rong Zhi become familiar with this?
He changed his clothes and came out, but saw Rong Zhi taking off his suit jacket, wearing an apron over his white shirt, and frying eggs in the kitchen.Are you a guest, or let me Shang Heng scratch the back of his head, and after smelling the fragrance of poached eggs brought out by Rong Zhi, he silently swallowed the words back.A plate of soup dumplings, a plate of shrimp dumplings, two glasses of milk, two omelettes and bread, and a few round cherry tomatoes on the side.Shang Heng sat down at the dining table, picked up the chopsticks and didn't know which plate to poke first, the skin was as thick as his, but for some reason, in front of this childhood sweetheart, there was always a little restraint as if he couldn't let go.How?
Rong Zhi took off his apron, not to his taste?
Shang Hengyi was speechless, picked a small soup bag, and sneered: No, it's too palatable.The tail of the eye behind the lens curls curves slightly: that's good.Shang Heng narrowed his eyes with satisfaction: It's delicious, where did you buy it?
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Rong Zhi smiled slightly: I made it myself at home.Shang Heng blinked: Your craftsmanship is so good.Rongzhi: Not as good as you.Shang Heng: I almost forgot to know how to cook.Rong Zhi didn't seem to notice this little embarrassment, and said to himself: When I was a child, my family was in a bad situation, so I often learned to cook, but except for my mother, you are the only one who praises me.Shang Heng raised his eyebrows, isn't this guy lying down to collect rent?
Still in a bad situation?
Rong Zhi: At that time, I was very thin and short, and my personality was also very introverted, and the lunch box I brought at noon was cold, and if I didn't have physical education class in the afternoon, it was okay, but once I exercised, I would have to vomit, and I often caused trouble for my classmates and teachers.Shang Heng chewed the soup stuffing in his mouth, carefully recalled the character design of Rong Zhi in the book, and did not seem to mention these details, either blank, or his real experience?
He asked tentatively: Don't you have a cafeteria in your high school?
Rong Zhi looked at him deeply and said with a smile: It's our high school.Shang Heng hurriedly changed his words: Oh yes, ours.Don't talk about that.Rong Zhi seemed to have lost interest in talking, cleaned up the finished dishes, and I will pick you up in the evening.Shang Heng was left alone in the living room, and the TV was playing financial news, and he switched channels absentmindedly, recalling the plot of the original book repeatedly in his heart.Lin Yuqing and Gu Rin, their own temperament seems to be very consistent with the male character of the original book, but on the other hand, they are gentle□□ empathetic and empathetic, and they can't see the paranoid appearance in the book at all.As for Wen Ruiyun, Shang Heng frowned, this guy appears too little in the book, and there are only a few words in the positive description, and every appearance must be to put pressure on the protagonist CP.I don't know if it's because the sabotage in the flowering restaurant last time was fruitful, the marriage between Wen Ruiyun and Fang Yang was not moving, and there was no reason to go against him, but he helped himself a few times.Shang Heng shook his head, it was really messy.But whatever!
I am already a quasi-rich man with a million sponsorships!
Say goodbye to debt completely!
Shang Heng lined up the three invitations in his hand, the funds are less, there are so many bigwigs at the charity dinner, and one can be deceived by one!
※※※In the evening, Rong Zhi drove Shang Heng to a European-style manor in the western suburbs.The plane trees are neatly planted on both sides of the road, and the hazy golden sunset flows quietly on this quiet and wide avenue, as if to clothe guests with a glory of the past.Weiss Manor is a private resort funded by Tianhe Group, which is often used by the upper class to gather and feast.The Weiss Charity Gala is held every three years, and the funds raised by each session are astronomical, and the wonderful smell of banknotes has attracted countless people to cut their heads and want to squeeze in, which is a good place for celebrities and giants from all walks of life to gain fame, show off their financial resources, and expand their contacts.Rongzhi's car was parked on the apron, and Shang Heng unbuckled his seat belt: Do you want to go in together?
Rongzhi's gaze behind the lens flashed slightly: Do you want me to be with you?
Shang Heng was stuck for a while and didn't know how to answer.Rong Zhi smiled: You go, I'll go back first.Shang Heng watched Rong Zhi's car drive away from the gate of the manor, his eyes were complicated, was he too careful?
Maybe Rong Zhi is looking forward to his invitation?
Through the revolving door of the main hall, you can faintly see the brilliant lights of the banquet hall.In the distance, the sound of live music and the noisy laughter of the guests can be heard.Shang Heng was dressed in a simple black suit, with a smooth waistline tucked in on both sides, two straight long legs under the trousers, a tall figure, and an outstanding appearance, which did not look abrupt in the crowd of wealthy nobles who attended the ceremony.So much so that Zou Ting, who was standing at the door, saw him at a glance.As the C position of the men's group promoted by Huaimeng, Zou Ting inadvertently got acquainted with a heavyweight investor in the first episode of the draft recording show, and it took a lot of effort to ask the other party to take him to the banquet as a dance partner tonight.Zou Ting never expected that Shang Heng's ghost would not disperse to this point, and he would be able to meet him on such an occasion!
The receptionist at the door was checking the invitation, Shang Heng rummaged in his pocket for a moment, his heart chuckled, his face changed, oh no, the invitation fell on Rong Zhi's car!
Zou Ting noticed his movements, and couldn't help but laugh out loud: Shang Heng, you don't know that you need an invitation to enter the Weiss Charity Gala, right?
Or is there no one to invite you at all, you come uninvited, and you want to sneak in?
Zou Ting's voice was not loud or small, just enough for the reception lady and security guard at the door to hear.Who?
Do you know?
The middle-aged man holding by Zou Ting glanced at him suspiciously.Mr.
Wang, just a newcomer in the same period of ours.Zou Ting said casually, maybe there was no invitation letter, so he wanted to beg me to take him in.Two black-clothed security guards noticed Shang Heng: This gentleman, please show the invitation letter.Shang Heng reluctantly took out his mobile phone: It fell on my friend, I'll make a call.Zou Ting hooked the corners of his mouth mockingly: Don't hold it up, this is not a place where you can come in, don't think that the last public welfare live broadcast made a little sweetness by selling miserably, you are still a newcomer after all, what kind of guests are coming and going here, who knows you?
As soon as the words fell, a deep male voice suddenly came from behind him.I know him.Zou Ting turned around in surprise, Gu Rin was dressed in a dark gray suit neatly and neatly, without a tie, only a satin black bow tie, solemn and noble.He stood at the top of the steps, a head taller than Zou Ting, and when his eyes swept down, there was a domineering coldness.I invited you, do you have any questions?
Isn't this Mr.
Gu?
The middle-aged man who was held by Zou Ting shook him off, strode towards Gu Rin, bent down to shake hands with him, Mr.
Gu is really a busy man, he couldn't make an appointment with you several times, and today can be regarded as seeing him once.Gu Rin bowed lightly: Mr.
Wang.He raised his chin and nodded at Shang Heng: "The friend I brought, can you come in?"
Mr.
Wang smiled awkwardly and glared back at Zou Ting.Shang Heng habitually touched his nose, and the moment he mistook Zou Ting's resentful eyes, Rong Zhi's voice suddenly sounded behind him.Shang Heng!
Rong Zhi walked quickly, his chest rose and fell slightly, and a thin layer of sweat on his forehead was really as he said when he was young.Rong Zhi handed him the invitation envelope: You forgot it with me, you just saw it.Did I delay you?
Thank you, gracious.Shang Heng looked at his sweaty forehead and nose, and was slightly moved, and said sincerely: It's too hot, you can go in with me and take a rest.Gu Rin squinted slightly, he and Rong Zhi met for the first time, although they didn't know this person, it didn't prevent Gu Rin from labeling the other party as a paper rival.Of course, Gu Dashao can't have a rival in love, and he can't have one in this life.Gu Rin was still a little displeased, he obviously only invited Shang Heng, but he didn't invite others, Shang Heng saw that he either repaid or borrowed money, but he spoke softly to a paper man?
Gu Rin was conceited and reserved, pursed his lips and said nothing, but Zou Ting was annoyed in his heart, and said angrily: Mr.
Gu only gave you an invitation letter alone, why do you still drag your family?
Shang Heng was not angry, he only felt funny, glanced at him, silently took out one, two, and three invitations from the envelope, and handed them to the reception lady.One of them was gilded on a black background, unlike the other two silver sheets of paper, which were special invitations that only the owner of the estate was eligible to give.