The husband of the richest man who is beautiful and miserable is a love brain

Mother Song invited Sang You to sit on the sofa in the living room, and then went upstairs to ask Song Chen to come down.

Sangyou looked at Father Song in the middle of the sofa, with a goatee on his chin, which made people look very old and steady, and his eyes could see a bit of majestic scrutiny
He was inexplicably nervous, bowed slightly, and introduced himself obediently again:
"Hi Uncle, my name is Sang You, and I'm Song Chen's friend."

Father Song was surprised: "Friend?"

There is no professor in Tsinghua University's medical department who is younger than his own son, right?

"Are you Song Chen's student?"

"Huh?" Sang You didn't expect Song's father to ask this question, "No, I... am a doctor. Because I admire Professor Song's talent and ability, I often ask him for advice."

Someone came to praise his proud son, Song's father couldn't hide his brows and eyes, but his mouth was modest:
"Where, compared with those professors at the same level, he is still too young."

Immediately afterwards, he asked again: "You look quite young, are you a doctor in that hospital?"

Sangyou: "I am two years younger than Professor Song. My major is neurosurgery. I am currently abroad."

Sangyou is an individual and is familiar with human nature, which is vividly used in real interpersonal relationships.

How can it be so difficult to deal with the traditional relationship in the Northland!
Song Chen heard the conversation in the living room at the corner of the stairs.

He frowned, and took another two steps down. There was a face in his mind that matched the voice in the living room.
No way?
Song Chen's steps down the stairs quickened, and his hurried figure broke into the eyes of the three people talking happily in the living room. His eyes widened:
"How did you come?"

Just as Sang You opened his mouth, Song's mother robbed him before he could speak.

She scolded her son: "What are you talking about? Sangyou has no family in the northern country. You are just a friend. It's Chinese New Year. Why come to visit?"

"Auntie, don't talk about him. I offended you. I didn't tell you in advance. Since I'm bothering you, I'll go back to the hotel first." Sangyou said to smooth things over.

Sensible and retired, he looked like a good gentleman, which made Song Chen even more surprised, and even more shocking to refresh his cognition.

You old six, ran to my parents to install Tieguanyin!
Sang You made a gesture to leave, but Song's mother hurriedly stopped her, "Oh, I'm here, just in time to chat with your uncle and watch the Spring Festival Gala, and Auntie will cook you something to eat."

Song's father echoed: "That's right, you don't have any family members here, and you'll be alone when you go back."

Parents who are elders are the best at asking about household registration.

Although I didn't chat a few words just now, every sentence was on the point.

They already knew that Sangyou was excellent, and it was too late for the petty fawning, so how could they be willing to let him go!

Sang You pretended to look at Song Chen with a cold face, "But Professor Song seems a little unhappy."

These words instantly caused Song Chen to look at him with warning eyes.

Under the duress of the eyes of the two elders, Song Chen could only say: "I am welcome, what would you like to drink?"

The corners of Sangyou's lips brightened instantly, "Boiled water, thank you."

Song Chen: "."

He turned and went to the kitchen.

He sneaked a glance at the three people who were chatting happily on the sofa, and then took out his mobile phone to send a message to Sangyou:
[What the hell are you doing? ]
Sangyou in the living room felt the vibration of the message from his pocket phone, without even thinking about who sent it.

He ignored it and continued chatting with the two elders.

The mobile phone continued to be bombarded with news, and Sang You knew that someone was in a hurry, so he smiled and asked Song's father and Song mother for instructions:
"Sorry, this point should be a message from the research institute, can I call back?"

Father Song: "Ah, go back and go back, it's okay, work is important."

Sangyou sent a message unhurriedly: [Didn't you say that staying at home with your parents all year round is boring for New Year's Eve, I'm here to rescue you. ]
[Professor Song: Brother, you have completely involved yourself, okay? What can you do to save yourself? ]
Didn't I hear his parents just say that they want to keep him at home to watch the New Year's Eve!

[Sang Zhuang: Isn't it just a matter of one sentence? ]
[Professor Song:]
[Professor Song: Please start your performance. ]
As soon as the news was sent, Song Chen came over with two cups of warm water.

As soon as their eyes met in the air, Sang You raised his eyebrows—

"Uncle and auntie, I actually came to see Professor Song for a small favor. I heard that it is very popular to celebrate the New Year's Eve in temples. After the zero o'clock bell has passed, I will ask the gods and Buddhas to make the first wave of wishes. After thinking about it, the chances of things will come true." bigger."

Song Chen next to him couldn't help but widen his eyes again.

He obviously complained to him about wanting to go to bars and nightclubs, lively and indulgent.

Going to the temple to make a New Year's wish, you have to show off!

Most people can't make up this nonsense!
"I don't understand many rules, so I want to ask Professor Song to help me, and we will come back after making a wish!"

Song's father was still thinking about going to the temple for New Year's Eve, but Song's mother became interested:

"What else is there to say?"

Sangyou: "I heard that young people are very enthusiastic about worshiping Buddha these days. Although I don't really believe this, but it's a new year, and I hope it will be auspicious and smooth."

Song Ma blinked her eyes, then nodded in response: "That's fine, you go!"

Sangyou immediately thanked him, and he did not forget to be considerate: "Thank you, Auntie, we won't be back until about two o'clock. If you are sleepy, you can go to bed early."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Song Chen who was still dumbfounded, "Professor Song, do you want to change clothes?"

".Oh well, wait a minute."

Song Chen's face remained unchanged, he turned and went upstairs to change clothes.

As soon as he reached the corner, he changed his steps and took four steps, in a hurry.

While going upstairs, I still didn’t forget to send a message to Sangyou: [Fuck, you’re so awesome, brother! ]
Song Chen picked out a casual yet handsome suit.

I also specially sprayed some perfume that I bought that I haven’t used for a long time.

After all, I want to dance with my young lady, so I have to take care of it.
After he packed up, the two of them greeted Father Song, and then opened the door of the garage outside——

Sangyou sat in the co-pilot, smelled the fragrance from the tip of his nose, and couldn't help but let out a 'tsk'.

"I want to be a bitch, but I want to set up a memorial archway."

My mind is full of wanting to flirt with the young lady, to touch the young lady's hand, to lick the dirty and wretched mentality of the young lady.

In reality, whenever a woman approaches, he will take half a step back.

What is his name? The widow misses her lover deeply at night, and is afraid of right and wrong during the day.

Song Chen glanced at the disgust on Sang You's face, and dismissed it: "Wait, I'll show you how fierce I am later!!"

Sangyu: "."

He saw it.

He was going to let himself go completely, and was going to do a big job.

As soon as the car drove out of the garage, Mama Song suddenly appeared at the front of the car, walked over, opened the rear door, and got in the car——

The two were stupid.

Song Chen: "Mom, what are you doing in the car?"

Song's mother looked innocent: "Of course I will go to the temple with you for the New Year's Eve. I just thought about it. This little boy is right. Once the midnight is over, the wishes will definitely be in the front row. The Buddha will Prioritize"

Two people: "."

It's not very good to take mother to dance, isn't it?

Song Chen quickly turned his attention to Sangyou: "Hurry up and talk!"

Sang You received it, and said to Song's mother in the back seat: "That aunt, I guess there are quite a lot of people, noisy and chaotic, plus the journey comes and goes, not to mention the hard work, and it's quite late when I come back. Will it affect your rest with uncle?"

Song's mother: "It's okay, don't look at me, auntie, I'm thin and small. Last year I went to grab the head fragrance for the first grade of junior high school. My mind and body are fine. Thanks to your uncle who is careful about my body, I can stay up all night without any problem! !"

Two people: "."

This is a bit of a horse grab.

The car couldn't start for a long time, Song's mother in the back seat carefully probed: "Don't you two want to take me with you?"

The corner of Sangyou's mouth was far-fetched: "No, how can this be, we mainly don't want you to be troubled along with us."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Song Chen: "Professor Song, Auntie has changed her clothes and got on the car, how about one?"

Song Chen: "."

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! !
Song Chen gritted his back molars, and gave Sang You a hard look, wanting to push him down.

He can't get off the tiger now, this car has to go if it doesn't go!
The point is, I have never heard of a temple open for you all night!
For those who celebrate Chinese New Year, the Buddha also has to get off work!
When the car drove out of the community, Song Chen was a little ignorant: "Where is the navigation?"

Sangyu: "."

He doesn't even know where the door of the temple opens!

He crammed together and searched for temples and other things on his mobile phone.

Song Ma in the back seat said, "Let's go to Yong'an Temple!"

After finishing speaking, he muttered to himself: "Normally we don't pick up pilgrims at six o'clock in the afternoon. I don't know that the door will be open on New Year's Eve."

The two people in the front seat: "."

The car navigated towards Yong'an Temple and drove slowly.

On New Year's Eve, many foreigners go home to celebrate the New Year, and there are very few vehicles on the road.

Song Chen's slowness was a bit too much, and the mother couldn't help but squeak: "It's okay if you drive a little faster, don't go late and you won't be able to squeeze in front of you."

Song Chen: "."

While waiting for the traffic light, he took his mobile phone and sent a message to Sangyou: [Quickly find a way, are you dumb? ? ? ]
It's impossible to really take his mother to the temple!
I went to get rejected!
[Sang Zhuang: Don't panic, I'm here. ]
[Professor Song: With your hammer, what excuses are you looking for? What temple New Year’s Eve are you talking about! ]
[Sang Zhuang: Then who knew that your mother believed in this stuff! ]
[Sang Zhuang: Your mother didn't follow the script, blame me~ Wronged Mao Mao (expression package)]
What reason can there be incense to pray for the family? People can't refuse it!
He took a lot of effort to take him out, okay?

What a thankless task.

[Professor Song: Stop talking nonsense, think about it ending like this! ]
[Sang Zhuang: It's okay, don't panic, just drive forward first! ]
the other side.

Uncle Qin was soaking his feet with He Feng while watching the Spring Festival Gala. He frowned when he saw the message sent by Sang You, and he was a little unresponsive.
what did he say?
Want to hold a party at Yong'an Temple?

What the hell?
Sent or typed wrong?

Uncle Qin didn't understand, so he called back——

But the phone was hung up by Sangyou.

After a while, he dialed again:
"Hey Uncle Qin, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Uncle Qin: "."

He has done so many things, and he has never done such absurd things!

It took Song Chen and the others an hour and a half to drive to Yong'an Temple. Song Chen deliberately drove slowly and made several wrong turns, and it took two hours to arrive.

Song Chen didn't dare to talk to Sang Youduo the whole time, and arrived at the gate of Yong'an City with a nervous heart, only to find that there were luxury cars parked nearby, the gate of the temple was open, and there was obviously the sound of people flowing inside.
He turned to look at Sanyu.

Sangyou just smiled, "It's all here, let's go in!"

Song Chen: "."

The three of them entered the door and saw that many men and women were wandering in the temple.

He wasn't stupid enough to think that someone really was celebrating New Year's Eve at the temple.

So, this is all Sangyou's arrangement?

In order to lie, he also worked hard enough.

From the corner of his eye, Sang You caught a glimpse of Mama Song's frown slightly when she saw a few girls in revealing clothes, and explained in a gentle voice:
"Fona all living beings, young people nowadays advocate carpe diem, but they don't mean to be blasphemous. I think you don't like this young way of New Year's Eve, do you?!"

"It's okay, you guys are playing with you, I brought some tea for the abbot master, see you later in the Buddhist hall!"

A sentence of Fona sentient beings easily wiped away Song Ma's prejudice. Besides, Sang You also said that although they acted arrogantly and boldly, they did not mean to be profane, so what else could she say!

The two watched Mama Song go away, and Song Chen touched Sangyou beside him with his arm:

"The abbot won't leak it, will he?"

After all, this is a temporary arrangement. Are these extras serious?
Sang You tilted his head and smiled lightly: "If you say it's a leak, you can say it. The adults know it well. As long as they don't poke it, then it's fine."

Song Chen said with a straight face: "I'm not you, I've never done such a shameful thing!"

He is a good boy.

How is it like Sangyou, with honey oil on his mouth, and his mouth is sharp!
Sang You's smile deepened: "It's pretty bad for someone like you who has a heart but no guts!"

Song Chen looked at the meaningful Sang You beside him, twitched the corner of his mouth, and did not refute.

He looked at the handsome man and beautiful woman in front of him, feeling a little bitter and helpless: "Even if you move the table over here, I wouldn't dare to do it wrong!"

Sangyou shrugged his shoulders: "Then I don't care, I promised to take you to disco, but I didn't say whether to take you to a nightclub or where!"

He slapped Song Chen's arm back, "Your father yelled for nothing, and you will still have the chance to go to nightclubs in the future, but what happened to you today doesn't happen every year!"

"Then do you want me to thank you? Not only did you give me this opportunity, but it also opened my mother's eyes." Song Chen had a sullen face, with a strange look on his face.

Sangyou: "You don't need to thank you, just take me with you when you make a wish later."

Song Chen: "May the Buddha bless you to report in front of King Yan as soon as possible?"

Sangyou: "Bah, bah, bah, of course it is to bless my wishes to come true!"

The person who misses has an echo.

"Heh." Song Chen snorted coldly and strode forward.

Sang You followed up: "Hmph! I just saw two pretty good-looking ones. If you like them, tell me and I'll get in touch for you, or you can directly apply for a live-out with your auntie."

"I thank you!"

"Pay attention to your attitude. Believe it or not, I will take my aunt to the hotel to visit you?"

"Fuck! What a dog!"

"Hey, just kidding, the face is so fierce, it will scare my little sister in a while."

"roll."

"You are a professor of Tsinghua University, a teacher who teaches and educates people, how can you swear, this is not good, please apologize to me!"

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