Chapter 36 I Like Self-Strategy

Song Zhiyu walked very slowly from the living room to the upstairs. His ears were filled with continuous laughter, mixed with men's and women's, which was very harsh.

In fact, the voices of these high-quality men and women are not unpleasant, and are even pleasant to the ears. When mixed together, they sound like the chirping of birds.

But when it comes to the spiritual level, it is extremely harsh.

The footsteps on the stairs were muffled, and the man lying on the sofa finally noticed the figure going upstairs.

The sound of hip-hop laughter passed through and lazily covered it.

"Are you back?"

"Why are you so dirty?"

Song Zhiyu tilted his head and his gaze fell coldly on Song Kai, who had a large area of ​​his chest exposed.

The middle-aged man was still handsome, with the vicissitudes of age and the charm of a mature man. He leaned lazily on the sofa, with the buttons of his silk black shirt unbuttoned to his abdomen, revealing his good figure, smooth skin, and faintly visible abdominal muscles.

He held a cigar between his hands as he rested his hands on the sofa, squinting his eyes as he enjoyed the service of the woman next to him.

The scene was horrible, but the look in the man's eyes was clear.

"You did a great job this time. You've finally grown up..."

"Can I talk to you?"

Song Zhiyu was a little annoyed. He took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it while standing at the entrance of the corridor.

He held the cigarette butt between his lips and narrowed his eyes.

"Now?" Song Kai was a little surprised, but he still pushed away the little elf who pounced on him and sat up straight.

"Get out of here."

He raised his eyes slightly and glanced at the group of half-naked young men and women next to him.

The half-smoked cigar was pushed into the ashtray, and there was a bright red kiss mark on Song Kai's exposed collarbone.

He didn't care and tilted his head to look at Song Zhiyu.

"sit."

The lust in his body faded, and he returned to his usual cold attitude.

Song Zhiyu's mother divorced Song Kai a long time ago. Song Kai raised Song Zhiyu alone and never shied away from his emotional problems.

In his eyes, lust is a person's most instinctive and subconscious behavior, and also the most despicable, but it is such complex emotions that make up a living person.

His experience enables him to face his own shortcomings.

So he needs his son and also has the ability to face his own desires.

Song Zhiyu walked over, threw his coat on the sofa, and sat next to him.

His eyes were fixed quietly on the coffee table in front of him.

"I seem to have fallen in love with someone."

Song Kai was checking the messages on his phone expressionlessly. When he heard the voice, he suddenly raised the corners of his eyes.

The tails of the beautiful upturned fox eyes are tinged with red.

"Like?"

Song Zhiyu pursed his lips.

"should."

"How old is he? Which family does he belong to? Are your statuses comparable?"

Song Kai put down his phone.

Although he and his son are not close, he understands each other's character.

Sometimes, when a father and son live under the same roof, they can’t say a word to each other all day, they talk very little, and their emotions are even more reserved.

Now suddenly saying that you like someone is already a very formal and serious notification.

The golden light above shines on the surrounding buildings, exuding a sense of luxury.

The smoke exhaled by Song Zhiyu blurred his entire face.

"Two years younger than me, an...orphan."

Song Kai paused for a moment as he gripped the wine glass on the coffee table, then gently swirled the liquid in the glass.

"Just treat him as a plaything. Someone like him doesn't deserve your love."

The final word.

"He doesn't have a great background, but he's good-looking and very capable."

Song Zhiyu's gaze pierced through without flinching.

"So he likes you?"

Song Kai took a sip of wine with a calm expression.

The attitude was unexpectedly peaceful.

This time it was Song Zhiyu's turn and he didn't know how to speak. He was silent for a moment, recalling what had happened before, and nodded firmly.

"He likes me very much!"

"How does he like you? Is his way of liking you linked to money?"

Song Kai's thoughts were clear and his tone of voice was neither hurried nor slow.

The mellow aroma of the wine lingered in his throat, and he narrowed his eyes slightly.

The posture is lazy and noble.

Song Zhiyu frowned. He couldn't say, "Although he made my money, he really loves me." He could even imagine how Song Kai would laugh when he said that.

But it was this one hour of hesitation that gave the other party an opportunity to take advantage.

"He's just using you. This isn't love."

After that, both of them fell into a long silence.

Song Zhiyu slowly tightened his fingers that were hanging on the handrail, stood up, and went upstairs.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the quiet room. Song Kai, who had been sitting on the sofa, casually took out his cell phone and sent a message to his assistant.

——Check who has been close to Song Zhiyu recently.

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In the next few days, Song Zhiyu stayed at home and watched the people around Song Kai change one after another.

Each of them has exquisite appearance, status and position.

It's even more exaggerated than the rumors outside. These people are willing to follow Mr. Song. They don't want money, they just want people.

Every day Song Zhiyu had to pass through the living room with an expressionless face, then see the disgusting scene, and then walk upstairs with an expressionless face.

I felt disdain and sarcasm in my heart.

These people don't look as good as Zhu Yanshi at all.

They all smelled heavily of powder, looked effeminate, and had no masculinity at all.

Not as energetic, bright and sunny as when Zhu Yan was young.

Song Kai...the food he eats is not good either.

Song Zhiyu walked into the bathroom with his pajamas, expressionless.

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Although there are always women and men around him, Song Kai is still very well-behaved in formal occasions.

I brought Song Zhiyu with me to the company's recent bidding meeting.

The father and son are about the same height, wearing well-fitting black suits, and have similar eyebrows. Song Kai doesn't look old, and when they stand together, they look like twin brothers.

That’s what Zhu Yanshi thought at the time.

The young man was holding a piece of cake in his hand and stuffing it into his mouth. He immediately met Song Zhiyu's slightly surprised gaze. He chewed the food in his mouth and waved his hand calmly.

He is the air, he is everywhere.

Song Zhiyu shook his head, thinking that he might be hallucinating again.

"What's wrong?"

Song Kai tilted his head, holding a champagne in his hand, and the corners of his eyes drooped slightly.

"nothing……"

Song Zhiyu spoke in a muffled voice.

As soon as the voice fell, a group of people came over from the distance, holding wine glasses in their hands and flattering smiles on their faces.

The foreplay of joining the Chamber of Commerce was nothing more than flattering each other. Song Zhiyu finally found the time to direct the flames of war to his own father and sneaked out from the gap nearby.

At a glance, I saw a young man sitting on the sofa in the corner not far away, humming a song and eating.

The boy was wearing a dark blue suit today. He was not short and could hold up the suit. His hair was carefully groomed, but his face still had a childish look.

Chewing the food in my mouth, I was in a daze and felt sleepy.

Song Zhiyu walked over and stood beside the young man. The other party did not look up, but just supported his chin lazily.

"Coming?"

"Why are you here today?"

Song Zhiyu raised his eyebrows.

"I'm a translator."

Zhu Yanshi raised his head, his whole beautiful face embraced the bright light above his head, the light from his eyelashes fell on him, and he had a smile on his face.

The tip of the tongue licked off the cream on the lips, and the light projected from the eyes had a strange taste, very tempting, making people unable to help but immerse themselves in it.

Song Zhiyu shifted his gaze away uncomfortably. His eyes had subconsciously fallen on the boy's red lips.

Strange thoughts came into my mind.

It should be sweet...

"Can you still translate?"

Song Zhiyu stared at the table in front of him. He deliberately avoided looking directly at the young man, but the other party suddenly stood up and came in front of him. The two of them were quite close.

Zhu Yanshi narrowed his eyes.

"Have you done anything wrong?"

"What are you hiding from?"

Song Zhiyu was forced to look at the person in front of him. His earlobes turned red subconsciously and he pursed his lips.

"You have to answer my question first."

As soon as the voice fell, the boy opposite began to speak a long paragraph in English, shaking his head as if reciting a text.

In Zhu Yanshi's original world, in order to improve himself, he taught himself English. He had no problem communicating in English when traveling abroad before. Now, such a simple translation is very easy for him.

The commotion here was quite loud, attracting a lot of attention from far away. Song Zhiyu turned around and left without stopping for a moment.

Zhu Yanshi followed the other person and chased him to kill him.

Never look down on those who are attending the same cocktail party with you in any formal occasion.

Zhu Yanshi called this - teaching people through things.

Song Zhiyu suddenly stopped and Zhu Yanshi bumped into his back. He squinted his eyes and looked up, and saw the 'twin brother' standing in front of Song Zhiyu.

"Wow! Are you looking in the mirror?"

“…”

“…”

This question was a bit beyond the scope of the syllabus. The two people on the opposite side didn't know how to respond. Zhu Yanshi honestly shut up and turned around to slip away.

"My boss wants to talk to me..."

"Is this your classmate?"

Song Kai interrupted the other person and looked at Zhu Yanshi carefully with his beautiful fox eyes.

He shook the wine glass gently in his hand, and his fingers gently stroked the tripod.

Zhu Yanshi stopped taking a step to the side, his feet seemed to be stuck to the ground, unable to move.

I could only put on a fake smile with some embarrassment.

They never understood my humor...

"yes."

Song Zhiyu's expression gradually calmed down, and he subconsciously blocked Song Kai's sight.

"Ordinary classmates."

"May I have your name?"

Song Kai took a step to the side, his eyes once again cast an aggressive gaze on the boy, lingering on his red lips.

Ignored Song Zhiyu's protection.

Zhu Yanshi initially lowered his head and pretended to be dead, but when he heard this question, his eyes reflected a bright light.

He reached into his pocket and took out a simple business card, then stretched out his hand to push away Song Zhiyu who was blocking his way.

"Mr. Song, my name is Zhu Yanshi, and this is my business card..."

The smile on her face was bright and brilliant.

"You can always contact me if you need anything. I can handle all kinds of business..."

After a pause, he approached Song Kai without any hesitation and made faces.

"Including the matchmaker..."

The look was extremely meaningful.

"I'm not at the stage where I need a matchmaker yet."

The interest in Song Kai's eyes was completely dispelled. He took a step back and stared quietly at the business card in his hand.

"Your boss is looking for you."

Song Zhiyu interrupted like a ghost, patted Zhu Yanshi's shoulder, and pointed his thumb back in a direction.

Zhu Yanshi turned his head, glanced around the inner court, and said to Song Kai with a fake smile:

"Then I'll be busy now. Feel free to contact me if you need me."

He turned around and hurried towards the so-called 'sugar daddy'.

Song Zhiyu watched the other person leave, and when he came back to his senses, his eyes suddenly met Song Kai's eyes.

"Why are you looking at me?"

"Nothing." Song Kai paused as he was about to throw the business card into the trash can, turned his fingers in another direction, and when the business card was about to be stuffed into his pocket, Song Zhiyu grabbed it away.

"He's just a little clever, he can't help you..."

He took the business card, turned around and left without looking back.

Song Kai still maintained the elegant posture of holding the wine glass. After watching Song Zhiyu leave, a person suddenly stood next to him.

The special assistant lowered his voice.

"Young Master Song likes the one from the Yuan family..."

"No." Song Kai raised his eyebrows, took a sip of the red wine in the glass, turned around, and the glass hit the glass held by the special assistant.

There was a slight sound.

Song Kai had an elegant smile on his face.

"Go check...that young man named Zhu Yanshi."