Sang Zi played tricks on people, laughed, complained about He Yan's work, and held the shelf.

"When I was a child, my family also had money, and I still ate stalls outside, why can't I get to you?"

"So then you run out of money." He Yan retorted to her.

Sang Zi choked for a moment, and it made sense to think about it, "That's right, maybe I wasn't born a miss, and I still have my mother's genes in my bones." ”

He Yan frowned, pulled out a piece of paper to cover his nose, looked at Sang Zi's expression, and coughed lightly, "I didn't mean that." ”

Sang Zi waved his hand, packed his things, got up and went to the lounge to rinse his mouth.

She threw away the garbage and took out another bottle of wine from He Yan's wine cabinet.

"Drink less, I don't care if I'm drunk." He Yan stared at her.

Sang Zi glanced at the origin and year of the wine, and whistled, "Rich man." ”

She sat cross-legged next to He Yan, then propped herself back with one hand and pulled He Yan's suit pants with her hand.

"Sit down, I'll tell you a story."

He Yan frowned and looked at her slightly red cheeks, complaining in her heart about the amount of alcohol she had, and had no choice but to sit down.

Sang Zi hiccuped and poured wine leisurely, if it weren't for the lack of light in her eyes, it would be difficult for He Yan to find her emotions.

She poured a cup for He Yan too, and then ignored He Yan and touched the cup herself.

"Once upon a time, there was a family that was very rich, and the couple was very affectionate, but they had no children for many years." Sangsang began to tell the story, and she arched Gong Heyan with her elbow, "Guess what's wrong with them?" ”

He Yan was very cooperative, "I don't know." ”

Sang Zi snapped his fingers, "Adoption, I also adopted two people at one time, a man and a woman." ”

She squinted and took a sip of her wine, her head bowed, "What happened, you know?" ”

He Yan: "I don't know. ”

Sang Zi sniffed, made a pig-nosed expression, and looked at He Yan with a confused look, "Later, the hostess became pregnant and gave birth to a daughter, who was two years younger than her adopted daughter." ”

She breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Later, the children grew up, and both daughters liked their adopted sons, and adopted sons seemed to love everyone." ”

He Yan let out an "um" to indicate that he was listening.

Sang Zi sighed, "It's a pity, only by marrying someone's own daughter can inherit the family business, and fools know how to choose." ”

"But that adopted daughter is also stupid and bad." Sang Zi suddenly leaned over to He Yan's cheek and asked in a low voice, "Do you know what she did?" ”

He Yan looked at her sideways, her pupils were pitch black, and her eyes were dark.

"She seduced her adopted son to cheat and became pregnant, and then dropped her and her sister's child, and pretended to be the eldest lady who gave birth to the little."

There was silence inside.

Sang Zi breathed a sigh of relief, propped his hands behind his back, looked up at the night outside, breathed a long sigh of relief, and said calmly: "I'm that little......"

He Yan listened silently, and his brows slowly tightened.

"You're very capable, not a."

Sang Zi smiled, smacked his tongue again and again, his expression was a little embarrassed, "No way, I'm naturally smart." ”

She gestured to the moonlight and shook her legs to speak: "I can speak four Chinese at the age of six, I learn everything faster than others, and the tutors have to change regularly, and they don't have the ability to be my teachers for a long time." ”

He Yan: "Teaching you this kind of bear child for a long time, can you live a long life?" ”

Sang Zi raised his head and laughed, "What do you know, geniuses have strange tempers, burning their hair, adding mustard to their milk tea, all to train them." ”

He Yan pursed his lips: "Heh." ”

Sang Zi shook his head and arched Gong He Yan with his elbow again, "Do you think they are stupid, why didn't they want me in the first place, can't they just raise me?" ”

Her voice became smaller, and she whispered softly: "I beg her, I will be a servant at home in the future, don't drive me away." ”

Hearing this, He Yan's brows tightened suddenly, and his chest was uncomfortably suppressed.

He couldn't tell this feeling, but he was a little angry with Sang Zi's emotions.

"But I didn't hate that woman, whose daughter didn't do it." Sang Zi scratched his head, took another sip of wine, and then lay on the ground with a bang, "But she doesn't want me to be her daughter, she is fierce to me every day, and she makes herself like a ghost." ”

She was a little confused, but He Yan could understand it.

"The last time I saw her, she burned herself to the ground in a pile of black coal, unrecognizable."

The girl's voice was soft, and the wind blew lightly.

He Yan turned his face sideways and looked at her and closed her eyes, "Why are you telling me this?" ”

Sang Zi hummed softly twice, "I'm in a bad mood." ”

"Who messed with you again?"

"A little ghost." Sang Zi frowned and leaned sideways, "I haven't been raised for many years." ”

He Yan supported himself with one hand, half of his body leaned down, "What are you raising him for?" ”

"It's okay to be idle." Sang Zi replied casually.

He Yan didn't speak, she silently changed her answer after a while, "Just ...... He's pathetic. ”

"I'm afraid he won't live long, and if he dies, there will be no one to be my family."

He Yan's emotions were a little complicated, his thin lips were pursed, and he didn't say a word.

Sang Zi sighed again: "It's a pity, he is brainless, he has to ask for that mother." ”

Her voice turned soft, and she said solemnly: "If it were according to my thoughts, I would have put his heart on him a long time ago." ”

He Yan glanced at her, turned sideways, and lightly opened his thin lips, "You just want a family." ”

Sang Zi didn't understand the meaning of his words, "Yes, is there a mistake?" ”

"So the family is unhappy or sad, you don't care, you only care if he lives?" He Yan asked rhetorically.

Sang Zi was stunned.

She stared at He Yan for a long time, and then silently looked away.

"Seems a bit selfish, doesn't it?"

"It's bad luck for someone to be your family." He Yan showed no mercy.

Sang Zi waved his hand, "Judging from the fate of my previous family members, it's good to be my family alive." ”

He Yan: "......"

Sang Zi sat up and let out a long sigh.

He Yan: "What's the matter?" ”

"I'm so sad."

He Yan's eyes rolled and glanced at her.

Sang Zi moved his buttocks, approached He Yan, and repeated, "It's so sad." ”

He Yan: "Hmm. ”

Sang Zi sighed, "Why didn't you say anything?" ”

He Yan: "Condolences." ”

The corners of Sang Zi's mouth twitched, and he stared at He Yan twice with a stiff face.

"Mr. He, I'm very sad."

"I know."

"Can you empathize with that?"

He Yan frowned, "Maybe it can't be done." ”

"So be it." Sang Zi filled He Yan's wine glass, held the wine glass and stuffed it into his hand.

"A mouthful, even if you sympathize with me."

He Yan stared at the wine glass coldly without emotion, he turned his head to look at Sang Zi, "Drink it, you can mourn?" ”

Sang Zi nodded heavily, "If you drink it with your front foot, I will be happy with my back foot." ”

He Yan hurriedly told her to shut up, glanced into the wine glass, and felt that it was still within his acceptable range, so the wine glass was pressed to his lips and slowly lifted the bottom of the glass.

Sang Zi sat next to him, squinting at the crimson liquid slowly sliding into his mouth, under the moonlight, it was particularly confusing.

He Yan simply took a sip and put the wine glass down.

"Condolences." He stubbornly glanced at Sang Zi.

Sang Zi patted him on the shoulder, "Come, have another drink." ”

He Yan frowned and glanced at her coldly. "Why?"

"Celebrate my acquisition of the Goddess of Genki." Sang Zi was right, and then sighed at the moon, "For such a big event, I don't even have a person to celebrate with." ”

He Yan: "......"

He pursed his lips and looked at the second glass of wine that Sang Zi handed over.

If this glass goes down again, you may be drunk.

Sang Zi turned his face to look at him sideways, his eyes sad, "Can't you?" ”

He Yan was speechless, he picked up the wine glass and took another sip.

Sang Zi curled his fingers and tapped the ground, "Okay!" ”

He Yan drank two glasses of wine, his mind was already dizzy, and he just wanted to shut up the little broken girl quickly.

Sang Zi didn't, she leaned over, her face was close to He Yan, and whispered: "Mr. He, isn't it uncomfortable?" ”

He Yan breathed a sigh of relief, "Shut up." ”

Sang Zi sighed, "If you feel uncomfortable, I'll help you go over and take a rest." ”

He Yan pulled away her hand and moved it half a meter away from her, "No need." ”

Sang Zi blinked, slowly approached, and suddenly turned to He Yan, "Sleepy, right?" ”

He Yan barely held his eyelids, panting slightly, and regretted drinking those two glasses of wine.

Sang Zi saw that the situation was almost over, reached out to hook He Yan's neck, and whispered: "Search? ”

He Yan closed his eyes, his eyebrows jumped suddenly, and he opened his eyes suddenly.

Sang Zi raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling that he had pressed the switch.

He Yan squinted his eyes, trying to see her clearly, and said faintly, "What do you call me?" ”

Sang Zi: "Searching, ......"

As soon as she finished speaking, He Yan pushed her away, she was defenseless, and sat on the ground with a P share.

Sang Zi: ???

What the situation.

He Yan staggered up from the ground, glared at Sang Zi viciously, turned around and ran towards the lounge, and then slammed the door shut.

Suddenly there was silence.

Sang Zi sat on the ground, confused, "Shouldn't it, the program is out of order?" ”

She thought about it for a moment and thought that maybe it wasn't Saturday, so she couldn't perform Superman's transformation.

It's sloppy, the story is told in vain.

She clapped her hands and got up from the ground, spun around twice with the bottle in her hand, and then crouched down to the door of the lounge to listen to the movement.

There was silence in the lounge, and He Yan was probably asleep.

Sang Zi crossed his hands on his waist and thought about it, turned around and began to rummage through the office to prove his conjecture.

He Yan left in too much hurry, and the phone fell on the sofa.

Sang Zi picked up the phone, pressed it casually, and turned it on directly, without even a password.

Tsk, Mr. He is frank.

With a swipe of her finger, the screensaver flashed, revealing the wallpaper.

The enlarged 520 is the picture she sent to He Yan on the track and field in the afternoon.

Sang Zi was stunned for a moment, then laughed, and didn't care whether He Yan slept or not, he turned around and kicked the door of the lounge.

Bang!

The break room door was kicked open.

He Yan trembled in his sleep, barely holding his eyelids and opening his eyes, trying his best to see the ceiling clearly.

Sang Zi threw himself on the side of his bed, grabbed his ear, and then put the phone to his face.

"Mr. He, explain?"