Rebirth 90s: Sweetheart Cub

"Is that fucking old man out of his mind? What do you want me to do when you get caught? Think I'm a floating board?"

In the billiards room of the high-end club, Song Ziyu was sitting on the sofa with a cigarette in his mouth, and he tore off his tie at will, feeling extremely irritable.

In the afternoon, he was summoned by the police station, asking him to assist in the investigation.

At that time, he was at work, and the phone call came to the company. Everyone looked at him as if he was a criminal.

That kind of feeling is the same as when Song Yueliang messed up the pornographic project before, everyone looked at him like a piece of trash.

Grass fuck!

"Do you think I've been unlucky these days? Why is Song Yueliang involved?" He asked several other people in the billiard room.

This billiards room is also one of the fixed bases for the Huicheng sons to have fun.

At this time, besides him, Jiang Zhengyang and several other second-rate family heirs were playing ball around the table, and the sound of billiards was endless.

Song Ziyu had the highest status among the group of people, and they would not easily offend him when they were together, and they would not say anything to offend him.

Hearing his question, in the past, those second-rate families would have already agreed with each other, scolding Song Yueliang together with him.

But today, those people were unusually quiet, only laughing dryly after he said something.

The fact that a certain second-generation ancestor of the Crown Club was beaten up because he made fun of Song Yueliang was still fresh in everyone's memory, and they dared not do anything wrong.

After all, he offended Song Ziyu, and he could still make peace with him.

Offended Yanqin, but he is not even qualified to serve wine.

"Young Master Song, this matter is complicated. I should blame that godly old woman for daring to bring the matter up on you, and she doesn't care about her identity. She is just a country woman." In the end, it was Jiang Zhengyang who broke the matter. Embarrassed, "Since the police station summoned you, how are you going to deal with it? Did your old man explain it?"

"How else can I deal with it? Leave it to a lawyer." Remembering that he was scolded bloody by the old man in the office because of this matter, Song Ziyu's face darkened even more. "The family surnamed Tian, ​​still want to see me and my father? They Enough?"

Jiang Zhengyang's eyes flickered, he put down his cue and went to sit next to Song Ziyu, and asked gossipingly in a low voice, "Young Master Song, what's going on? As soon as Song Yueliang reported that someone had stolen her daughter, the whole circle They were all shocked. She had... had a baby before?"

Few people in the circle know about this.

Regarding Song Yueliang's past, most people only knew that she was the illegitimate daughter of the Song family, and they didn't know what happened in between. In short, Song Yueliang had a problem with the Song family.

The Song family had never acknowledged Song Yueliang's identity to the outside world.

There is only one thing that everyone can see, and that is Song Yueliang's methods and abilities.

Ordinary dare not provoke.

"Hmph, I got pregnant a few years ago, and I don't know whose bastard I'm pregnant with." Song Ziyu snorted coldly.

"Song Yueliang didn't say who that person is?"

"I didn't say anything, otherwise my old man would have pulled that man out and ripped him apart! Damn it, Song Yueliang's mouth is like a clamshell, and she's all about protecting that man!" After getting angry, Song Ziyu gloated and sneered, "She really is Being affectionate and righteous to others, what happened? The man seemed to have evaporated from the world, and he never found her again. He deserved it!"

Back then, it was about the marriage between the Yan and Song families. In order to successfully marry the Yan family, the scandals that happened to Song Yueliang were suppressed by the Song family and kept in their stomachs as secrets.

After all, if a person who wants to marry the Yan family gets pregnant before marriage, it is tantamount to putting green on the head of the Yan family. Which wealthy family can bear this kind of humiliation?

The Song family couldn't bear the anger of the Yan family.

But now that the matter has exploded, and several years have passed, he doesn't need to hide it anymore.

It was Song Yueliang who was able to do the scandalous thing of getting pregnant out of wedlock, just like her unworthy bitch mother!

Why should he cover for her?

"I didn't expect Song Yecha to have such a past..." Jiang Zhengyang glanced at Song Ziyu, then leaned over and whispered, "Young Master Song, to be honest, her child is gone. Is there any handwriting from your family?"

Song Ziyu's face changed, and he glared at him, "What nonsense are you talking about! Don't pour dirty water on my head, or brother will have nothing to do!"

"Tsk, I'm just gossiping, why are you still angry? What's the relationship between us? I can still set you up!" Jiang Zhengyang spread his hands and made a silence gesture, "Okay, calm down, I'll talk to you after this matter." Never mention it again, okay?"

Only then did Song Ziyu's anger dissipate.

But Jiang Zhengyang and the other observers had their own scales in their hearts.

If Song Yueliang's incident had nothing to do with the Song family, how could the old lady of the Tian family involve the Song family and his son?

Also, why did Song Yueliang target the Song family as a deadly enemy?

Everyone present has seen a lot of the wealthy family's insidiousness.

...

At the back gate of Huicheng High School, there is a small two-story western-style building.

The exterior wall is white and brand new, and the balcony on the second floor hangs green plants, which are lush and green, revealing the poetic flavor of my daughter's home in the hot summer.

The setting sun is setting in the west, and it is time to leave school.

In the alley in front of Xiaoyanglou, students passing by after school would always look at Xiaoyanglou with envy and longing in their eyes.

The bicycle bells are ringing, groups of students are chatting and laughing wantonly, and the evening wind is blowing, and the flying hair is full of youth.

At this time, the windows on the second floor were closed tightly, and the high-grade solid-color curtains were tightly covering them.

A dark, dark room filled with smoke.

A man sat on the single bamboo armchair against the wall.

The man was tall and tall, and he looked cramped sitting on the elegant armchair.

The lit cigarette was held between his slender fingers, the red light flickered on and off, and there was already a pile of cigarette butts under his feet.

From time to time, a youthful voice came in from outside the window, and the man was in a daze, as if he saw girls and boys chasing after them on bicycles in the long alleys, laughing wantonly with the tinkling of bells.

Jingle Bell--

Jingle Bell--

The burning cigarette burned his hands, and the man came back to his senses, only to find that the phone next to him rang.

Throwing the cigarette butt on the ground and stomping it out, the man answered the phone, "Who is there?"

After a moment of silence on the other end, a man's voice like flying springs and broken jade came, "Yanqin, I'm Fu Yanchi."

Yan Qin paused, slowly raised his eyes, the eyes were sharp and dark, "Ah Chi?"

"I'm in Huicheng High School now, do you still remember the old place? Come out and meet."

The person on the other end seemed to be smiling, but Yanqin couldn't be sure.

In his eyes, Fu Yanchi has always been a difficult person to understand.

On the surface, he is gentle and courteous to everyone, but over the years, it seems that only Song Yueliang has been able to really enter his field.

"Of course I remember, West Lane Ice Room, the three of us used to like to go to the place." Yanqin raised a corner of his mouth, took out the gold-rimmed glasses next to the phone and put them on, covering the dim light in his eyes, "wait for me .”