When Song Ye came to the Meng family for the first time, some of the servants in the old house had been dismissed. As soon as the news of the bankruptcy of the Meng family came out, all those who wanted to step on the threshold of the Meng family disappeared. It was rare in the quaint house. A moment of loneliness.

Meng Ziheng was cooking tea in the yard facing the gate. He was dressed in azure clothes and scorched with fireworks. Even the plum blossoms beside him couldn't compare to his handsomeness and arrogance. No matter what he did, he had the flavor of a scholar and a writer. He was a real person. literati.

It was the first time she was a guest, and she also learned how to communicate with others. She dug a pound of red robes from Xu Fangsheng and came over. Meng Ziheng laughed straight, "When did you learn this superficial skill?"

"I don't blame people for courtesy. Besides, I've always been very considerate when dealing with business partners." Song Ye put the things on the table, sat opposite him, picked up the cup and took a sip like a cow's drink. The weather was cold and warm tea. Under the belly, finally drove away a trace of coldness.

Meng Ziheng didn't say anything when he saw her unrestrained style. He pushed up his sleeves, held a cup in his right hand, and took three sips of a cup of tea, drinking very elegantly.

Song Ye once again looked at this little friend who was the first to confess to him. He really felt that this person was good enough and outstanding enough, but he was obviously not on the same track as himself.

She was a person who climbed up in the blood and rain, a man who could stuff a steamed bun in one bite when she was poor, while Mencius grew up with a golden spoon in his hand, and even if he was down, he would savor the tea carefully.

Thinking that he is an old tree blooming, and it can make Xiao Xianrou's heart flutter, Song Ye suddenly felt amused, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, turned his head and handed over the contract in his hand, "The document is in duplicate, according to our prior It is agreed that I will invest 10 million to rectify the Meng family for you, and you will help Yufu Jewelry to build an antique street with your connections."

Even his own brothers would settle accounts, let alone a person like Song Ye who didn't trade at a loss.

When she first saw the Meng family, she had actually moved her mind. The combination of antiques and jade articles to create an antique street could open up new markets and integrate resources more intensively.

"Haha, when I heard what you said, I couldn't believe it." Meng Ziheng took the document and glanced at it. He didn't read the terms carefully, but when he saw the 10 million amount , let out a low laugh, "Shut up the 10 million betting funds casually. The school rumors that you are clinging to the powerful are probably really blind."

It's ridiculous to think that at the beginning, I thought Song Ye was a little white face who took money and did things.

Song Ye didn't care about this, "I won't lose meat if others say a few more words, but after this semester, I'm going to transfer, and I'll let someone else contact you about the antique street. ."

What? Meng Ziheng was stunned for a moment. He was caught off guard by the sudden news. He subconsciously reached out and grabbed the other person's small hand on the stone table, "Is it because of what I said that day? Song Ye, I said it, I take it back. Yes, I promise you."

He eagerly wanted to express his intentions, and he held Song Ye's hand tighter and tighter.

This look of eagerness to prove, on the contrary, there is no silver 300 taels here, Song Ye sighed slightly, and gently pulled out his hand, "It has nothing to do with you, I have some things to deal with."

"But..." Meng Ziheng opened his mouth, and was cleared of the relationship by her words. Instead, he couldn't find any other excuse to keep him. In the end, he could only sigh in despair, and asked in a low voice, "Do I have to leave?"

"Well, we have to leave." Song Ye lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on the plum blossoms that fell on the ground. She wants to transfer schools, but it really has nothing to do with Meng Ziheng. Ye Gang and the company are gradually expanding, and many things really need her to follow up. Besides, there is a Wang Zhengnan on Shi Yigao's side who is always communicating with Qin Zhan. , she was afraid of being caught.

"Okay, I still hope you can come back more. Although we haven't been together for a long time, everyone likes you very much." To no avail, Meng Ziheng could only say a few words as a gift, this time the love is pure Broken likes from a friend's point of view, pure and beautiful.

"Well, alright." Song Ye also smiled slightly. Although the rumors continued as soon as she entered Shi Yigao, she still recognized Wang Qianqian, Gu Yitong and others, and treated them sincerely as friends.

After talking about things, before going out, Song Ye saw Fu Tong'er walking slowly with something in the courtyard corridor.

What surprised her was not the sackcloth sackcloth he was wearing, but the humble posture she was walking forward on her knees at the moment.

Song Ye raised his eyebrows slightly, and silently asked Meng Ziheng with his eyes, the latter smiled coldly, without even turning his eyes away, "She doesn't want to leave, she is willing to atone for her sins in this way, and I don't know who it is for. "

Seeing that he had no pity, Song Ye didn't intend to say more, turned around and stepped out of the gate.

Although Fu Tonger is smart, she does not live a free and easy life. She has too much obsession with the Meng family and Meng Ziheng, which is doomed to her failure.

Half a month before the Spring Festival, the final exam came with vigour and vigour. After overcoming the snowflake-like amount of exam papers, students at each level exhausted all their brain cells, threw away the books in their hands, and wanted to pack up immediately. Go home and sleep for three days, and then take good care of the hair that has been pulled out during this time.

And Song Ye's travel plan was also delayed because of the Spring Festival, and there was still a small child at home, so she could only continue to remotely control the process of all industries, and then stay at home with peace of mind and watch the chickens and dogs dance every day. .

That's right, it's chickens and dogs.

Because Bai Wenbo was too young, Song Ye didn't take him to a bloody place like Ye Gang. After thinking about it, he brought him home. When he woke up the next morning, he saw Yun Hua and the child on the sofa. Big eyes stared at small eyes, and almost did not start fighting.

Although the explanation was clear in the end, Yunhua, who has always been good-natured, seemed to be at odds with a child. The two would pinch each other as soon as they met, resulting in a holiday, but the home became the most uneasy place.

"Are you sure your IQ doesn't hold back the people?" No, the company is also on holiday, and everyone is at home. Yuan Song was playing chess with Yunhua, but Bai Wenbo also came over to mix it up. Feet, he gave everyone in the room a second, but he didn't fight anyone, he just wanted to target Yunhua.

"Little devil, it's nothing special to play a few games of chess, you have to be humble, do you understand?" Yun Hua twisted his neck and felt aggrieved. If it was Yuan Song on the other side, she would have been ravaged by her.

As a result, the child straightened his body and said, "Then what do you want, I will accompany you all."

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