"Are you still angry about what happened before?" The old man's voice was accompanied by the evening breeze and had a desolate taste.

Song Junyi was taken aback, and her beautiful phoenix eyes set off a cool wave, what? Song Yanbin is not old and confused, do you remember the past?

Song Yanbin sighed: "You haven't been in good health since you were a child, and your father is helpless, so he has locked you up for so many years!" What's wrong with you now, Dad looks bad at you, is it sick? ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand to test the temperature on Song Junyi's forehead, but Song Junyi avoided it!

Song Junyi raised his hand, picked up a cup of light pear blossom white, and took a sip to hide the fluctuations in his heart!

It turned out that Song Yanbin didn't remember his true identity, but was just sad that he was imprisoned as a teenager.

Song Yanbin didn't touch Song Junyi, and looked a little sentimental. He continued to sigh: "It's good that you come back now, you have also seen the situation today, your uncle and your second uncle have been eyeing our family property, and Dad is also old, and tomorrow Dad will hold a shareholders' meeting to officially pass on the position of chairman to you!" ”

Song Junyi was not interested in this at all, and he decided to come back to take this trip to the muddy water in a messy state.

Even if Song Yanbin has an enmity with him, but he is Subei's grandfather in the end, Song Junyi just feels that if he doesn't save him when he sees death, he feels ashamed of Subei.

Song Junyi didn't seem to hear Song Yanbin's words, and ate side dishes leisurely, although he didn't know the taste.

Song Yanbin saw that Song Junyi had been ignoring himself, and he was very disappointed, and said: "I know you blame me, over the years, in fact, the most guilty thing in my heart is Ronghua's child......"

Song Junyi's hand shaking the dish, Ronghua is his real name, but no one has mentioned it for a long, long, long time, and even he himself is about to forget!

Song Yanbin suddenly mentioned it at this time, he wanted to hear what he had to say. "Oh? Is it? I wonder how he's doing now? How does Dad want to arrange him? ”

Song Yanbin showed a strange expression, and he glared at Song Junyi. "Didn't he die in a shipwreck four years ago? Why do you ask? ”

Shipwrecked four years ago?

That's exactly what happened!

At that time, there was an underworld tycoon who held a grand party on the sea, and invited all of them to the Tao, nominally holding a banquet, but in fact he arranged people to try to catch them all!

That was the time, he took Su Bei out, originally wanting her to have a good time, but he didn't expect Su Bei to be bored and ran out......

What he didn't expect was that the yacht would explode later, and he would die for nine lives, but Subei was floating on the sea and saved Jin Sixiao......

If it weren't for that trip, Blackjack wouldn't have blackmailed him, maybe his life would be very different from Subei!

And at that time, the real third young master had died for many years, I don't know why Song Yanbin had such a misunderstanding?

If he died at that time, then how did the real and false young master hide before?

"Why did Dad suddenly tell me about this?" Song Junyi said without any doubt.

Song Yanbin looked at the dark clouds in the sky, and said faintly: "For so many years, I haven't told you, in fact, I arranged that incident!" ”

Song Junyi's eyebrows jumped, and a coolness came out of his heart, flowing through his limbs, and even the hand holding the chopsticks trembled.

Song Yanbin didn't notice Song Junyi's abnormality, and continued: "Our Song family has been doing it for so many years, in fact, it has little to do with those people and things in the past, but there are always people who want to pull us into the water, so I thought it would be better to make a shipwreck and wipe out all these people!" I asked Ronghua to attend on your behalf, but I also wanted to solve his problem in one fell swoop, so as to return your true identity...... Now that I think about it, or maybe I'm doing it too well! ”

This guy's memory is already confused, but Song Junyi knows the whole story!

The incident on the cruise ship should have little to do with Song Yanbin, and even if there is, it is impossible to "solve" him or anything! Because the real third young master died at that time, he became Song Yanbin's only support, Song Yanbin would definitely not have the intention of getting rid of him, and it was too late to envelop him!

But Song Yanbin said this, revealing what he had been thinking all along, he just wanted to get rid of him and return his identity to his son!

Song Junyi trembled with anger, this old guy had a confused memory, and he came to give him a hard blow!

He always thought that since the death of the real young master, the two fathers and sons could maintain a good appearance, but he didn't expect that Song Yanbin had never been able to treat him as a relative!

And at this time, he wants to pass on the identity of the chairman to him, all this is ridiculous!

"Hasn't Dad thought about it? Maybe it's not Ronghua who died, but your own son? Song Junyi's eyebrows were full of fierce color, because his heart was too painful!

"What did you say?" Song Yanbin stood up in fright!

"I mean, I'm Ronghua, and it's your own son who died! The two of us originally looked alike, and then after a few fine-tunings, how can you tell which one is true and which one is false? Song Junyi stood up and said fiercely, his eyes bursting with bloodthirsty sharpness!

Originally, he was still convincing himself in his heart that this old thing was like this, for the sake of northern Jiangsu, forget it, don't worry about it anymore!

But what Song Yanbin said just now......

He actually took everything that didn't happen on himself, just thinking about getting rid of him!

"You, what you said is not true! My third child is not dead, I ......" Song Yanbin stood up excitedly, his eyes widened and he retreated again and again, his legs and feet were not good, and in the process of retreating, he tripped over the small pebbles behind him, and his whole person fell backwards!

Song Yanbin's head was shattered, and a wisp of blood flowed out of the back of his head, and soon a small stream meandered out on the gravel road.

Song Junyi looked at the old man who was lying in a pool of blood, and at the same time he felt a kind of pleasure of revenge in his heart, and at the same time, a sharp pain swept through!

He didn't know what it was like!

In fact, occasionally, he would quietly wonder if this old guy had any sincerity towards him, after all, the two of them had been together as father and son for so many years!

But as it turned out just now, no!

A cold wind blew, and Song Junyi suddenly found that his eyes were uncomfortably dry!

It turned out that he wanted to shed tears, but he couldn't!

"Someone! Come! Song Junyi shouted after taking a sip of wine, he didn't want Song Yanbin to die in his hands, dirty his hands!

In a trance, he remembered that when he came back in the morning, the moment he first entered the door, he did have a pleasant feeling in his heart!

I didn't expect this illusion to be punctured so quickly!

The housekeeper and several servants and Su Haode quickly ran out of the house, and everyone panicked when they saw Song Yanbin staring and falling to the ground and convulsing.

"What's wrong? What happened? The old housekeeper didn't dare to move Song Yanbin easily, squatting on the ground and looking at him nervously! Suddenly, he raised his head again, and his puzzled eyes were fixed on Song Junyi!

Song Junyi's face is not good!

Did they quarrel about something just now?

Song Junyi's true identity is only known to the old housekeeper among the servants!

Song Yanbin was fine when he came out just now, why did he faint all of a sudden?

Su Haode was not so suspicious, he checked Song Yanbin's pulse, checked his condition again, and said anxiously: "I want to be sent to the hospital, I may have had a stroke!" There should also be blood in the back of the head! ”

"Then send it, you call a car, I'm a little tired!" Song Junyi sat down dejectedly, as if he had knocked over the five-flavor bottle in his heart, and he couldn't tell the taste!

What is he called to an old man in a daze?

But the resentment in my heart......

The old housekeeper was suspicious and asked, "Third young master, what did you just say to the master?" He'll ...... how good he is."

Song Junyi's sharp eyes swept over, "What do you suspect?" He's just remembering something from the past? ”

This reason is reasonable, Song Yanbin has been confused about Song Junyi's identity recently, he regards Song Junyi as his real biological son, if he suddenly finds out that his biological son has already died, he may be stimulated!

The old housekeeper didn't have time to think more, so he hurriedly called!

Su Haode fed Song Yanbin another Nine Flowers Jade Dew Pill and gave him an injection to keep his heart!

The Song family had their own hospital, and an ambulance would come soon after.

A group of people followed the doctor to carry Song Yanbin into the car, and then followed him to the hospital.

Song Junyi didn't go, and after everyone left, he sat down on the stone bench next to him, feeling infinitely tired in his heart.

The vegetables on the stone bench were already cold, and the cool breeze blew off the yellow leaves on the trees, and the leftovers were cold and scorching, and it was a mess!

It's spring now, but the scene of yellow leaves all over the ground seems to be autumn!

Song Junyi held his forehead and sat on the stone bench in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking!

"It turns out that you are not the real Third Young Master!" Murong Yun, who was dressed in red, suddenly jumped down from the dense branches, and the fire-like color was bewitching and dazzling in this remnant!

"When did you come?" Song Junyi asked, originally Murong Yun had followed Ouyang Jingming and Murong Rongrong to Ouyang's house, but at this time, he was haunted here!

"I'm here to bring you medicine!" Murong promised to hand over a pink thermos bucket printed with a cute little pig, and Song Junyi didn't have to think about it to know that it was colorful Shura soup inside!

This thing tastes bad at all, every time I drink it, I want to drink ink with mud, and now Song Junyi is in a bad mood, he doesn't want to drink it anymore!

Song Junyi glanced at the little pig with a bare ass coldly, retracted his eyes, and was not interested!

Murong Yunyu sat down, pinched a peanut placed on a small plate with his white fingers, peeled it and ate it, and said, "Don't, it's not worth it to be bad for this kind of popularity!" I shipped this medicine to you from the knife mountain and the sea of fire across the ocean, and you have no one to love you, so you have to cherish yourself even more! ”

Song Junyi had a cold face, this woman never knew what comfort was when she spoke in front of him!

"I don't want to drink!" Song Junyi said coldly.