Song Yun curled his lips and said, Song Yuchen would never do that!

He didn't take Jiang Xu seriously at all.

Song Yun was worried and insisted on following.

Jiang Xu didn't hear Song Yun say anything, and thought he agreed, so he couldn't help but smile.

Children are children, and Song Yun is just a child who has just reached adulthood.

Shi Yan and Yun Ying arrived late.

"Sit down and rest for a while."

"Why aren't you tired at all?"

Yunying supported her knees with her hands. She really didn't understand why they had to climb so high to reach the temple.

Until Song Yun suddenly said, "I heard there is a temple of the God of Wealth up there that is very powerful, and many people come here to visit."

"Then we have to go."

Yunying instantly became motivated.

When they reached the temple on the top of the mountain, Shi Yan was sweating slightly, and Yun Ying was extremely tired.

The two of them took turns holding Song Yun's wheelchair.

Now Song Yun was sitting in a wheelchair. He looked at Shi Yan with concern, "Sister Shi Yan, are you tired?"

Jiang Xu stood by and smoked. He raised his hand and patted Song Yun on the head. "You are such a heartless boy."

"Are all members of the Song family ungrateful?"

Song Yun suddenly turned around and looked at Jiang Xu. "Isn't it enough that I remember this favor of yours? I'll give you a few projects next time. Why are you suddenly saying so many unpleasant things? It's so unlucky!"

"Hey, you little bastard."

Shi Yan went to the door to ask for tickets first, and soon called them up, "I have bought the tickets, come in."

The temple smells rich of sandalwood.

There are many people in the temple, and there were also many people when they climbed up just now, which shows that this temple is very popular.