Song Xian felt like he was about to die.
And he felt like he was hovering between life and death.
He really wanted to say that he didn't care about this small amount of money.
But he couldn't say it.
He cared a lot!
He needed money so badly that he could fly!
And if he had eight to five hundred thousand back then! He could also own this black beauty!
qaq！
"Oh right."
Rong Qing glanced at him and drank a mouthful of water.
"I heard that your position as the Crown Prince is a little unstable now?"
Song Xian immediately retorted with a straight face.
"Where did you hear that from? It must be a rumor. My position is very stable! "
His father only had one son!
That was hard to say.
Rong Qing smacked his lips.
Based on Old Man Song's tone, he felt that if Song Xian continued to criticize him so foolishly, Old Man Song might work hard to have a son or let Song Xian raise a grandson.
After all, no matter how he looked at it, Old Man Song was destined to live a long life.
Song Xian scrutinized his expression.
Song Xian started to feel uneasy.
Could it be that he really couldn't hold on to his position anymore?
"You, do you know something?"
Song Xian picked up the kettle and poured a cup of water for Rong Qing with a fawning look on his face.
Rong Qing touched his chin. He didn't know why, but he felt that Song Xian, this foolishness, was quite amiable.
On account of the document that Old Man Song had given him, Rong Qing gave him a friendly reminder.
"You're the only child in your family. Think about it, can your father let you marry a man? Then what about his little grandson? "
Song Xian touched his head, feeling a little embarrassed.
"Well, Ziqi and I have discussed it. We can find a surrogate!"
It's coming, it's coming!
Pin, pin!
Rong Qing said bitterly, "This idea of yours is very dangerous!"
"How is it dangerous?"
Song Xian was stunned.
"It's very dangerous in all aspects of morality and ethics!"
If these words were spread out, they would be drowned by spittle!
Rong Qing kindly reminded him, "Let me ask you a simple question. What will you do when the child wants a mother?"
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"Can't I tell him that he doesn't have a mother and only has two fathers?"
Rong Qing pulled a long face. "That's why I said your idea is very dangerous."
"Since you want children, why can't you marry a woman and have children? When the child grew up, he would definitely know that he had a mother. What if he felt conflicted? He was making a fuss about wanting his mother. Wouldn't your relationship with your husband be ruined? "
"But he's grown up. He should be able to understand us, right?"
Song Xian wasn't sure, so he retorted cautiously.
Rong Qing waved his hand. "Let's talk about that later. It will take at least 20 years for him to grow up. Who knows?"
"Let's talk about this first. Do you really not like women?"
"Not really …"
Song Xian hesitated. "I used to have a crush on a girl in my class."
Although it didn't end well.
"Then why are you so dead set on Xiao Ziqi?"
Rong Qing was persuasive.
"I think he's very good."
Song Xian thought for a long time, but he was at a loss for words. He could only come up with this sentence.
Rong Qing looked at him.
Okay, there's an opportunity!
He immediately asked.
"What's good about him? Give me ten examples. "
Ten examples?
Song Xian was stunned.
After graduation, he hadn't done such a difficult question for a long time!
"He's, he's a good person. He's pure and kind. He's also good-looking. He's, he's hardworking …"
Song Xian stammered as he pinched his fingers and said a few words. He felt his mind go blank.
Was it so difficult to praise someone?
Rong Qing suddenly looked pained.
"Look! How shallow you are! You don't like him at all! "
Song Xian straightened his neck and retorted, "How do I not like him!"
Rong Qing hit the nail on the head. "You don't even lust after his body!"
Was this how a man should behave?!
W-What?!
Song Xian's face quickly turned red. He looked at Rong Qing like a frightened rabbit.
Rong Qing, how could Rong Qing say such a thing!
"Our feelings are pure!"
Song Xian's face was red as he quickly declared his innocence!
He wasn't as vulgar as Rong Qing!
…
Damn, pure feelings.
If you don't lust after his body, are you still a man?!
Rong Qing sighed and suddenly reacted. He stared at Song Xian for a long time.
"You …"
His tone was hesitant.
"What's wrong with me?"
Song Xian instinctively leaned back.
"Don't tell me you're still a little virgin?"
Rong Qing's tone was full of certainty.
He tricked a car full of cucumbers! Song Xian must be a little virgin!
Look at this innocent Ya Zi!
Boom!
Song Xian was about to explode!
Rong Qing, Rong Qing was simply shameless!
He quickly looked around, his heart pounding. After confirming that no one was paying attention to them, he quickly said.
"Don't talk about this in public!"
It was too shameful!
Rong Qing looked at him like a quail and clicked his tongue in wonder.
He thought that President Ba was miserable enough, but he didn't expect Song Xian to be like this too!
How pitiful! These days, no one outside was reliable. These few people who were supposed to be the best of the best were tied down by the little white lotus because of the plot.
What kind of tragedy was this!
"Okay, let's not talk about that. Let's talk about your pure friendship."
Rong Qing pretended to be serious and fooled Song Xian into heaving a sigh of relief and letting down his guard.
However, he still retorted.
"Our friendship is not friendship, it's love."
Rong Qing propped up his chin and squinted at him.
"Is that so? Do you have any evidence? "
Song Xian was stunned. "What evidence do you need?"
Rong Qing shook his head. "You can't do it, little brother."
He took out his phone and motioned for Song Xian to lean over.
Song Xian hesitantly craned his neck over.
Rong Qing looked at the photos in the phone nervously. "See this? This is the evidence! "
In the photo, the clouds in the sky were incomparably gorgeous, but it couldn't compare to the charming smiles of the two men in the photo. They were close to each other, and beside them was a beautiful black car.
This scene was like a thousand needles stabbing into Song Xian's heart.
He was dazed.
He began to waver.
His gaze was lost.
Rong Qing was still trying to brainwash him. She even showed him a photo of her collection.
"Look, he even sent me such a photo. What about you? Do you have it? Let me tell you, if you don't lust after his body, then you're just a friend at most! There are only two kinds of love for men: f * ck! And f * ck! "
Rong Qing came to a conclusion without hesitation!
Song Xian only felt that his worldview seemed to be on the verge of collapse. But looking at the photo that Rong Qing showed him.
He realized that he was shamefully envious.
He even began to ponder. What exactly did he see in Xiao Ziqi?
He didn't want to f * ck him! And he didn't want to f * ck him!
Then why did he spend so much money on Xiao Ziqi! He couldn't even recoup his losses!
When he thought of the last point, Song Xian felt that the overtime he had been working for the past few days had made his heart beat erratically.
Good.
Looks like my small company will be in my hands soon!
Rong Qing put away his phone, satisfied.
I didn't expose the private photo of the little wolfdog in vain.
Just this once! In the future, he would never let anyone see the photo of the little wolfdog!
What if these people also took a fancy to the little wolfdog?
Wouldn't he suffer a huge loss?!
Song Xian was gradually convinced.
Song Xian stammered.
"Is what you said true?"
I've said so many things to fool you. Which one are you asking?
Rong Qing said firmly, "It's true!"
Anyway, no matter what it is, it has to be true to you!
Song Xian suddenly leaned over and asked softly.
"Then, do you want to f * ck or …"
His face quickly turned red.
Rong Qing suddenly felt alarmed.
Little brother?
What's wrong with you?
Why are you asking this?
Why are you blushing?
"This is a private question. Why, what do you think?"
You'd better not have any ideas about my 30 million!
Otherwise, I'll kill you!
Song Xian was a little embarrassed.
"Nothing, I'm just curious."
Probably because he felt embarrassed, he changed the topic.
"I think you're right. I really don't have any ideas about Xiao Ziqi."
His money! Why did he used to think that Xiao Ziqi was the love of his life?
He didn't even want her body!
"You're not bad. You're very smart."
Rong Qing patted his shoulder in surprise.
Great! His small company was going to be in his hands!
Song Xian grinned and couldn't help but ask in a low voice.
"Then, are you really not going to sell Black Beauty? I won't throw money at him anymore. I should be able to save money soon. "
He really wanted Black Beauty!
"Look at me."
Rong Qing sighed and straightened his chest.
"Do I look like someone who lacks money?"
Song Xian felt like a fishbone was stuck in his throat.
Indeed, he didn't look like one.
Song Xian's eyes were filled with tears. He also wanted to live like Rong Qing one day!
"The most important thing for you now is to make money. With money, you'll be like me and have everything! "
Rong Qing gave Song Xian the last bowl of soup for the day and then took Song Xian home without hesitation.
The small company was in his hands. Song Xian was worth it.
That night, Rong Qing called Old Song.
After hearing his words, Old Song was strangely silent for a long time, but he still transferred the small company to him.
After hanging up the phone, Old Song called the butler and asked him to find a young lady with a good figure of the right age.
The butler stared at him strangely until Old Song flew into a rage and said that he was going to set up Song Xian. Only then did the butler heave a sigh of relief and leave.
Alright, as long as his master wasn't a pervert.
In the early morning, Lin Ji, who was suddenly called to reshoot another scene, returned to the house exhausted.
He habitually took out his phone to take a look and suddenly stood there as if he had been struck by lightning.
On the notification page of his phone.
[Rong Song suspected of being together? Rong Qing meeting Young Master Song in the middle of the night! The two acted intimately, suspected of having an affair!]
When he clicked on it, he saw Song Xian leaning close to Rong Qing with blushing cheeks. Rong Qing smiled wickedly and leaned close to his ear. The intimate appearance made it difficult for Lin Ji to deceive himself.
Lin Ji stared at Rong Qing's motorcycle jacket and then looked at the bag he carried back like a treasure. His heart suddenly turned cold.
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