Chapter 8 Chapter 8 What on earth is Xiao Si's child doing...
The situation is a bit complicated now.
Less than a few dozen meters away from the banquet hall where celebrities gathered, a pair of adults and children were having an affair, and these two people could barely be considered his elders.
Gu Yang leaned his head out to take another look. The kissing was in full swing. Zhou Qinqin's clothes were loosened, and Chen Shan's face was full of confusion and passion.
He withdrew his head silently.
Who wants to see intimate scenes between middle-aged men and women?
Gu Yang complained inwardly with disdain, and in the blink of an eye, he met a pair of dark almond-shaped eyes again.
It’s so close, so close that I can even feel my breath.
There happened to be a recessed space in this aisle, which was originally supposed to be used to place things like built-in water dispensers, but now it had to accommodate two boys with long arms and legs who were huddled in it, so crowded that their faces were almost touching.
It's really inexplicable.
Why is he hiding? Gu Yang thought boredly.
So what if I was seen? He's not the embarrassed one.
After making such a happy decision, Gu Yang let go of Song Yinxing and wanted to move outside, but as soon as he took a step outside, someone grabbed his collar and pulled him back.
The active and passive relationship was reversed in an instant, and he was stuck on the wall tiles, covering his mouth tightly and unable to move, until the sound of high heels and leather shoes gradually faded away.
After the shackles were loosened, Gu Yang was finally able to go out. There was no one in the empty corridor. He turned around:
"Why do you have to hide?" He leaned forward, raised the corner of his mouth, and spoke with an indescribable ambiguity, "Are you too shy?"
"No." Song Yinxing said stiffly, "They are the distinguished guests here. I am afraid that they will be deceived and I will not get paid."
Although he said that, his ears were completely red.
"Salary?" Gu Yang just noticed that Song Yinxing was wearing a waiter's uniform. "You work here? Why? Is the scholarship for watching the ceremony not enough?"
"Enough." Song Yinxing raised his eyes and looked at him. "I'm saving money. I will return your ten thousand yuan."
"You actually remembered it." Hearing this, Gu Yang laughed with interest, "Didn't I tell you that I don't need this little money?"
Otherwise, you can be the protagonist. You have to study during the day and work part-time at night to pay off the debts. If something happens in the afternoon, you can seamlessly switch to work in the evening.
"..." Song Yinxing was silent for a moment before he stubbornly repeated, "I will return it to you."
Gu Yang suddenly felt bored again and changed the subject: "What were you thinking when you saw them just now?"
"I was thinking, they are a perfect match, but they are a little tired of each other. Why are you so impatient outside?"
"But if I tell you that both of them have children in high school, and the man has his own legal partner, and this behavior is now considered cheating, what would you think?"
Song Yinxing paused, but his expression did not change: "I have no idea."
Not getting the reaction he had imagined, Gu Yang looked the other person up and down with a little disbelief.
"What if I tell you that the man's legal partner is the woman's sister, and his partner is a mistress, that is to say, the woman is a mistress, and the mistress's child is..."
"No idea!" Song Yinxing's emotions fluctuated for a moment, but he still pushed Gu Yang away without hesitation and said very tactfully, "I have to go to change shifts. If I'm late, my salary will be deducted. Bye!"
"Huh?" Gu Yang looked at the other person's departing back, his face full of emotional confusion. He didn't understand why there were people in this world who didn't like to listen to gossip.
How boring this guy must be. Whoever becomes his future partner will be in bad luck for the rest of his life.
-Ying Jiayi was eagerly waiting, her eyes almost staring through the door, before Gu Yang finally arrived.
She just asked her mother, and it was confirmed that the young master of the Lu family had indeed just arrived at the hotel a few minutes ago when he collapsed with a strange look on his face.
Although they didn't know what had happened, it was obviously not appropriate to make such a thing public, so they just rushed the person to the hospital. Mrs. Ying was still surprised about where she got the news.
The place he was sent to was a private hospital, which happened to be owned by Ye Chen's family. He asked around and the doctor diagnosed him with severe shock caused by an allergic reaction, and the allergen was still being tested.
But it’s probably pretty close.
Gu Yang really knew that everything he said was actually true.
Everyone present exchanged glances with each other, undercurrents agitated among them, but everyone wisely kept silent, waiting for the only victim at the moment, Ying Jiayi, to speak.
"Gu Yang." Ying Jiayi pondered over her words. It had been a long time since she had thought so carefully before speaking. "...What do you think of Yu Zhou?"
"How is it?" Gu Yang asked after hearing this, "What do you think of him?"
Ying Jiayi choked. What could she do? She had already sentenced Yu Zhou to death in her heart.
Seeing her reaction, Gu Yang thought of what Yu Bai had said before, that he loved Ying Jiayi very much.
"I don't think it's a good idea. You two are not suitable."
Ying Jiayi asked, "How is it inappropriate?"
"A son-in-law is not desirable." Gu Yang said frankly.
"You can't say that. Look, my father is also a son-in-law, and he and my mother are doing well, aren't they?" Ying Jiayi suppressed her nausea and guided the topic in a persuasive manner.
Who would have thought that before today, what she hated most was someone calling her father a traitor.
Disdain showed on Gu Yang's face again, without trying to hide it. This disdain was clearly directed at Ying Jiayi, and she could feel it.
If there hadn't been an information gap between them, and she had heard Gu Yang's thoughts and knew the whole story, it would have been difficult to continue the conversation that day.
"It's really scary when people get into love."
"Ying Jiayi's original plan was to study abroad after graduation, and she had received offers from all the schools she applied to. Yu Zhou was afraid that things would get complicated, so he simply asked her out, drugged her, and took photos of her as a threat."
"It just so happened that Ying Xueying was diagnosed with cancer and was preparing for surgery. In order not to worry her mother, Ying Jiayi only told Liu Chaoyin."
"It's a pity that she couldn't get out of the situation even after mustering up the courage. Instead, Liu Chaoyin took the opportunity to send Yu Zhou abroad with him, and gave all the living expenses during this period to Yu Zhou, using the name of taking care of her to make it easier for him to control Ying Jiayi."
"Ying Jiayi was alone abroad at the time, and Liu Chaoyin had been buying up scattered shares for a long time. In addition, he personally took good care of Ying Xueying during her hospitalization, running back and forth between the company and the hospital. This influenced Mr. Ying, who had always been prejudiced, and he transferred his shares to Liu Chaoyin to facilitate his management of the group."
"Jia Yi——" Yu Bai shouted.
Because Ying Jiayi was crying, tears of surprise kept flowing down her face, blurring the eyeliner at the end of her eyes.
Gu Yang's inner voice also stopped. It was rare for him to look so confused. He looked at the girl in front of him at a loss.
"It's okay, I just feel a little unwell. You guys continue to play, I'll ask the driver to take me home to rest." Ying Jiayi stiffly pushed away Yu Bai who wanted to help her, turned around and hurriedly left.
The monitor put his arm around her shoulder and whispered, "Come to me if you need help."
Ying Jiayi nodded reluctantly. The outrageous amount of information made her breathless.
She had to do something now. One was to take her mother to the hospital for a check-up, and the other was to deal with the stock acquisition.
After walking out of the hall, she blew the cold wind for several minutes to calm herself down, then made a phone call: "Grandpa, although it's sudden to say this, I have something I want you to check..."
"What's wrong?"
The squad leader looked at Gu Yang and asked softly, "Are you still thinking about Xiao Ying?"
Gu Yang didn't say anything. His thick eyelashes covered his empty eyes. He leaned on the balcony railing with one hand, the thick night sky enveloped his face.
Ying Jiayi, who had been standing downstairs for who knows how long, finally got into her car and left early, and the car lights gradually disappeared from sight.
"Why is she crying?" he murmured, as if asking a question, but also as if talking to himself.
The squad leader wanted to say something, but just spread his hands helplessly.
There was no way. This was a secret among their Class 11, a secret that only Gu Yang could not know.
It's a bit tricky, but this is the only way for now.
Gu Yang doesn't like tears, or rather, he is very afraid of tears.
There was once a woman who squatted on the ground and buried her head in his neck. The warm liquid soaked her clothes, conveying a shocking temperature.
The tears that failed to fall to the ground eventually broke into pieces, causing a long-lasting earthquake in his world.
He couldn't bear the weight of his tears.
Without the protagonist, the party ended faster than ever before.
When most people had left, a man in his fifties came over, holding a coat in his hand, and stood respectfully by the floor-to-ceiling window.
"Uncle Huang." The squad leader nodded and greeted.
This is the Gu family's personal driver, whom he has seen several times.
"Master He." The driver, who looked kind and gentle, looked at Gu Yang and said, "Master, we should go back. It's late at night and it's very cold. Mr. Gu asked me to put this coat on you."
He coaxed Gu Yang to stretch out his arms like he was coaxing a child, put the clothes on him, and then took him to the parking lot downstairs.
There was already a man sitting in the passenger seat. When the car door opened, the dim light from the ceiling light briefly shone on the man's tightly fitted suit.
The car started slowly.
"I didn't expect you to come." The man's tone was filled with a gentle smile. "When your Uncle Nie pointed it out to me, I thought he was mistaken. You have always disliked crowded places."
"I'm just sitting around doing nothing, and there's no point in staying in the house." Gu Yang propped his chin up with his hand, admiring the non-existent scenery outside the window, "Isn't that okay?"
"How could that be? I wish you could go out more often. You're only eighteen, why are you so lifeless?" The man took out a small gift box from his arms and handed it to him. "I wanted to give it to you when I got back. I took this photo when I was on a business trip. Take it and play with it."
Gu Yang leaned over to take it. As he stretched out his hand, the red gem on his wrist swayed with the passing street light, emitting a beautiful luster.
"I've never seen it before. Who gave it to you?" The Gu family made their fortune from jewelry. To date, the most profitable subsidiary of the entire group is also in the jewelry industry. Gu Yuhui could tell the value of this bracelet at a glance.
"He Mingan." Gu Yang opened the box. On the deep red satin was an iris brooch, which was retro and restrained in style.
"It's the kid from the He family again. He really has feelings for you. He's so generous even though he's still studying."
Gu Yuhui smiled, "You have been in the same class since elementary school. The friendship you have grown up with is unmatched by others. He will definitely be the one to inherit Wanhe in the future. Your brother and he have never had a good relationship. The communication between the two families will depend on you in the future."
"They are good to you, so you can't be stingy. I will transfer some money to your account later."
Gu Yang hummed very lightly, then stopped talking and closed his eyes. This was his usual gesture to express his refusal to communicate.
His body hunched down a little along the seat, and the folds of his coat piled up softly, covering his chin.
The car fell completely silent, leaving only the roar of the car.
Perhaps it was because he had rested too late the night before. After closing his eyes, Gu Yang actually fell asleep in a daze until Uncle Huang gently woke him up: "We're here, Master."
Gu Yang half-closed his eyes, wrapped his clothes tightly and walked downstairs.
Suddenly, he turned his head as if he had thought of something: "Uncle Huang, how much is your monthly salary?"
After giving a rough number, Uncle Huang asked kindly, "What happened, Master?"
"How long do you think it would take for a student to earn 10,000 yuan?"
"Students can only work part-time, and the wages are usually calculated by the hour, which is not too high, about ten yuan." Uncle Huang couldn't tell anything from Gu Yang's expression, so he asked tentatively, "Is he the young master's friend?"
"Not really." Gu Yang said lazily.
-Tidying up and cleaning up after the banquet is also a very time-consuming task.
Song Yinxing silently picked up the last two full bags of garbage and took them out to throw away.
"Thank you for your hard work, Xiao Song." The aunt in charge of helping in the kitchen smiled, "This job shouldn't have been done by you. You are such an honest child. You saved us a lot of effort."
Song Yinxing shook his head: "No, Aunt Chen, I should thank you for recommending me here, this is not a good thing"
"Oh, that's not right. Your mother and I are old acquaintances. Besides, this is dirty and tiring work. It's unfair for a top student like you." Aunt Chen said, and then asked with concern, "How is your mother doing recently? Is she okay?"
"I've been doing fine lately. I can eat even more." The topic ended there and did not go any deeper. Song Yinxing refused several times, but finally accepted the leftover snacks from the dinner that the other party had kindly packed for him.
It was very cold at night, so he picked up a bicycle and hurried back. He then ate the packed snacks as a midnight snack while reading a book, and studied for a few hours before going to bed.
After turning off the lights, Song Yinxing did not fall asleep immediately as he did in the past. More than ten minutes passed after he closed his eyes before he slowly opened his eyes in the pitch-dark room.
That little four's child.
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