Sweet and Soft Little Beauty Shura Field Coquettish Manual

Chapter 37 The Golden Bird Cage (Double Update 1)

Mr. Wei?

Lin Yiming's eyes wandered between the two of them for a few times.

There was a "buzz" in his mind, and he was stunned, and he still hasn't realized what's going on.

"Why are you here?"

On the other hand, Father Lin came forward a few steps, stretched out his hand with a smile on his face, and wanted to shake hands with Wei Huaichen: "I wanted to meet you before, but I never had the chance. What a coincidence today."

After arriving at the reception, Father Lin asked others about Wei Huaichen.

But at this kind of high-class reception, even the Lin family can only be regarded as ordinary, so he didn't even find a chance to get close to Wei Huaichen just now.

After finally meeting here, Father Lin felt that he was really lucky.

But his son doesn't know what's wrong, he's been looking like he's wandering around the world recently, and he doesn't pay attention to such an important reception, so angry that Lin's father wanted to scold him a few times just now.Seeing him in a daze now, Father Lin felt deeply ashamed.

He pulled Lin Yiming next to him: "What are you doing in a daze, kid, say hello."

Lin Yiming's eyes fell on Wei Huaichen, because he was too shocked, he didn't even have time to react and said something.

"Boss Wei?"

Wei Huaichen narrowed his eyes, and there was a bit of coolness in his eyes.

He stood in front of Shi Song calmly, then nodded slightly, with a bit of indescribable emotion in his voice.

"It's okay, Mr. Lin and I are old acquaintances, so there is no need to say polite words."

"You knew each other before?"

Father Lin looked at Wei Huaichen in astonishment.

He is also the best of the best. Of course, it can be seen that Wei Huaichen was not in a good mood when he said this.

This is not an old acquaintance, it is clear when they got married!

But under such circumstances, Father Lin couldn't say anything, he could only smile dryly: "What is Mr. Wei talking about, he's a dog."

Wei Huaichen snorted lightly.

Father Lin's cold sweat broke out in an instant.

And Lin Yiming, who was next to him, watched the interaction between several people, no matter how slow his reaction was, he understood what was going on.

When Xiao Song introduced him to him before, he used all the titles of my brother. He felt that Xiao Song was from an ordinary family, so Lin Yiming naturally treated him as an ordinary brother.

But combined with Mr. Wei's address just now, who else could make his father treat him so cautiously except Wei Huaichen?

So Xiao Song is also from the Wei family?

For a moment, Lin Yiming's mind became a mess.

He thought it was impossible.

Lin Yiming knew little about Wei Huaichen's affairs, and he didn't even participate in Lin's work. Since he couldn't find out about this person for the time being, he didn't pay much attention to Wei Huaichen.

However, Lin Yiming also knew that cooperating with Wei Shi was something his parents had always dreamed of.

He never thought that Wei Huaichen was actually Xiao Song's brother.

When his thoughts were chaotic, Lin Yiming suddenly remembered that when he followed his father just now, the group of people said that they did not expect Wei Huaichen to have a foster brother, and he was very kind to his brother.

Thinking of this, he looked at Shi Song, and couldn't help blurting out: "Xiao Song, is this your foster brother?"

"Lin Yiming, what are you doing?"

It's inappropriate to put these words here, as soon as he said it, Lin's father beside him was stunned.

This son has always been clever, what happened today.

Wei Huaichen paused for a moment, raised his eyes to look directly at Lin Yiming, and said before Shi Song opened his mouth, "Yes."

His voice is cool.

The conjecture in his heart was confirmed, Lin Yiming was full of astonishment, another thought flashed through his mind quickly.

Xiao Song had never mentioned to him that he had a brother before, probably this adoptive brother and Xiao Song only got acquainted recently.

But why?

If the family relationship is good, Lin Yiming does not believe that they would have no communication at all before.

Wei Huaichen's ability to get to this position must mean that he has unparalleled means and scheming. How can a person like him bother to take care of a foster brother who is not related by blood.

That being the case, then how come he approached Xiao Song with ulterior motives!

Thinking of Wei Huaichen's weirdness before, Lin Yiming instantly felt that his conjecture in his heart had been confirmed.

Xiao Song is so innocent, he is so easily deceived, he has to remind Xiao Song to pay attention to this adoptive brother.

Lin Yiming's hand hanging by his side was clenched into a fist, and he was burning with anxiety for a moment.

Wei Huaichen glanced across Lin Yiming, and there was a bit of sarcasm in his gray eyes.

He said slowly: "Since there is nothing else, my brother and I will leave first."

"Mr. Wei, can you leave me a contact information?"

Seeing that Wei Huaichen was going to pass by, Father Lin quickly said: "Or I can go to the company to find you later, I want to see if there is any chance for us to cooperate on some projects."

He also knew that it was inappropriate to say this now, but it was uncertain whether he would be able to see Wei Huaichen after this opportunity.

Wei Huaichen turned his head sideways.

Father Lin was overjoyed, thinking that he had a chance.

Who knew that at this moment, he heard Wei Huaichen say in a calm tone.

"No need."

While talking, Wei Huaichen looked up at Lin Yiming over Lin's father: "This is the last time."

Those pigeon-gray eyes were so cold, it was as if ice had been crushed inside, and the biting chill engulfed in it made Lin Yiming feel that his cervical spine was bent.

No one knows what this last time represents.

Anyway, after he finished these words, Wei Huaichen and Shi Song walked away.

Under the light, the backs of the two people look particularly harmonious.

"Look at what you've done!"

Father Lin was so angry just now, he couldn't wait to yell at Lin Yiming after the two of them left.

But he was afraid that others would read the joke, so he lowered his voice very low, and his gesture was a bit funny: "It's not easy to get to know Wei Shi a little bit, now you've ruined it all!"

He directly taught Lin Yiming: "How did you provoke others before, huh? You are really spoiled by your mother, who dares to provoke anyone, I regret bringing you here!"

"Is he really Wei Huaichen?"

Lin Yiming couldn't listen to this anymore. After the two people's backs disappeared completely, he turned his head to his father to ask for confirmation.

"He's not who he is."

Father Lin was completely impatient, and he looked at Lin Yiming disappointedly: "What's wrong with you recently, you're out of your mind."

"fine."

Lin Yiming lowered his eyes, his face was scorched by his father's scolding, and his teeth were clenched.

……

After they walked for a while, Shi Song gently tugged Wei Huaichen's sleeve.

"Sorry, I didn't expect him to come too."

He could feel that the air pressure around Wei Huaichen was a bit low, presumably because he was unhappy about what happened just now.

In the final analysis, this matter had something to do with him, so Shi Song thought he had to apologize to Wei Huaichen.

Wei Huaichen glanced sideways: "No need to apologize for him."

"No apology for him."

Shi Song hurriedly said: "I'm just afraid that you will be unhappy."

His voice was a little soft, with hints of sweetness in it.

This made Wei Huaichen feel better.

"It's okay, don't worry about him."

"After all, we are family."

It was not until the second half of the reception that Mrs. Wei made a public appearance.

Compared with just now, the old lady who was pushed out by the bodyguards looked drowsy, as if she didn't want to talk to anyone.

After she came out and said a few words casually, she was pushed back again.

After a while, the bodyguards beside the old lady called Wei Huaichen and Shi Song away, saying that they had something to tell them.

After waiting in the lounge, Shi Song found two small boxes in front of her.

"Quick, come here quickly."

The old lady supported her head with one hand, and warmly greeted her two juniors with the other.

"This thing is for you."

While talking, she asked the bodyguard to pass the small box to Wei Huaichen and Shi Song.

Shi Song was flattered and dared not accept it: "You don't need to give it to me, thank you very much."

Hearing what he said, the old lady immediately put on a straight face.

"This is the meeting gift I should give you. You don't want it if you say no."

"Open it quickly and see if you like it or not."

Hearing what she said, Shi Song had no choice but to open the box.

I saw a red string in the box, and an emerald safety buckle tied under the red body.

The jadeite is warm and moist, with a soft luster under the light, it looks very expensive at first glance.

It was the same in Wei Huaichen's box.

"I appreciate your kindness, but this is too precious..."

Shi Song hesitated to speak.

As a result, at this moment, he actually heard Wei Huaichen who was next to him chuckle lightly.

"It's grandma's wish, so please accept it."

While speaking, Wei Huaichen looked at the old man and said softly, "Thank you."

"Well, that's right."

The old lady waved her hand: "Okay, I'm tired too, you guys go back first."

"Remember to come and see me as an old man when you are free in the future."

After coming out of the house, Shi Song was still a little uneasy.

"Brother, I took this, will it be a little bad?"

"It's not bad."

Wei Huaichen looked sideways at Shi Song, his warm eyes shone a little, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

"Grandmother gave you this, which means she has identified you as a member of the Wei family."

While talking, Wei Huaichen actually laughed first.

"Of course you should be from the Wei family, but it's always a good thing she likes you—let me put it on for you."

For some reason, his words made Shi Song's earlobe feel hot.

Shi Song clenched the box in his hand, and finally nodded lightly.

Wei Huaichen picked up the red string from the box with his slender fingers.

Going around Shi Song's back neck, Wei Huaichen gently tied him up.

The jade fell into the neckline, slightly icy.

Shi Song's heart skipped a beat.

A few rich second generations got drunk and accidentally took a detour to this path.

Suddenly, the one walking in front was stopped by his companion.

His voice was very low: "Hey, look! Who is that?"

At the end of the corridor, stood two tall figures.

The slightly taller one is gently helping the shorter one to fasten the safety buckle, his expression is soft, and the eyes looking at the other party are loving and meticulous, as if a net is about to wrap him up.

After tying it, Shi Song raised his head, looked at Wei Huaichen and smiled.

The light and shadow cast down mottled, and the shadow fell on the wall, like a lingering kiss.

The scene is as beautiful as a painting.

Among them, a rich second generation opened his mouth wide: "I'll go, when will this kind of sweet love be my turn."

……

Wei Huaichen also drank a little wine today. Although he was not drunk, his head felt a little stuffy after getting in the car.

Wei Huaichen leaned on the back seat of the car and closed his eyes to rest.

He also fastened the safety buckle, although it was only such a small thing, the sense of existence was extremely obvious on his heart.

Shi Song had already promised him just now, and there will be nothing in the future that Ping An will not be released.

This feeling of wearing the same thing as Songsong satisfied Wei Huaichen's secret possessive desire, and also made him feel good.

Shi Song sat beside him and yawned quietly.

sleepy.

The driver looked at the two of them in the rearview mirror and asked hesitantly.

"Where shall we go first?"

"Then send my brother back first."

Shi Song said hastily.

Wei Huaichen interrupted Shi Song's words.

"It's a bit late today, why don't you stay at my place overnight."

After drinking, Wei Huaichen's demeanor became a little heavy, his voice was slightly hoarse, and he sounded very lazy.

Shi Song hesitated a little: "Is this inconvenient?"

"When it was raining before, you let me live at your house. You must give me a chance to repay your kindness."

Wei Huaichen raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows, his voice was soft and there was a bit of a smile.

"I have a lot of guest rooms, so it won't be inconvenient."

"Well, that's fine too."

Shi Song thought for a moment and answered.

What he thought was that thanks to Wei Huai Chen reminding himself to put enough cat food for Ju Bao before he left, he was too prescient.

Wei Huaichen's house is in a place where every inch of land is very expensive in Beijing. He lives in a high-rise building.

But this is just one of Wei Huaichen's many properties. Because it is close to the company, Wei Huaichen often comes back.

When Shi Song passed by this neighborhood a few times before, he could smell the smell of money.

When he went upstairs with Wei Huaichen, he was still in a daze.

Pushing open the door, a breath of cool and ice-like snow rushed over.

Wei Huaichen's house is quite tidy, the whole thing is decorated in black and white minimalist style, so clean that it is almost doubtful that no one lives here.

"Brother, where do I live tonight?"

Shi Song was so sleepy, he couldn't help but secretly yawned, his sleepy appearance looked softer.

Wei Huaichen turned on the light, and said softly, "Then live in the room next to me."

Shi Song pushed open the door.

Even though no one has lived in it for a long time, the guest room is still tidy.

Wei Huaichen even helped him find a set of pajamas.

"I haven't worn them before, but they might be a little big."

"It's okay, thank you brother."

Shi Song thanked him: "Brother, shall I take a shower first?"

"Ah."

Wei Huaichen's Adam's apple rolled up and down: "Don't brush your teeth yet, I'll make you a hot cup of milk later, drink it before going to sleep."

……

In fact, Song was a little reluctant to go to bed at that time, he was already prepared that it would not be easy to fall asleep tonight.

But for some reason, he felt extremely at ease in Wei Huaichen's house, and fell asleep not long after.

"Squeak-"

A ray of moonlight leaked in from outside the door, and then was squeezed into a narrow gap.

Someone walked in quietly.

Shi Song slept peacefully, but Wei Huaichen, the master, suffered from insomnia.

He stared fixedly at the ceiling for a long time, and finally complied with the desire in his heart and stood up.

Just look at it.

Shi Song was ignorant of this.

His sleeping position was very restless, his hair was messy and scattered beside his ears, most of his body was exposed from under the quilt, and his long pajama pants were rubbed up, exposing a small part of his ankles.

It was almost blindingly white.

Wei Huaichen stared fixedly at the small piece of skin with downcast eyes, and gently twisted it with his fingers hanging by his side.

It would look better there if there were red marks printed on it.

He bent down and gently helped Shi Song straighten the quilt, and gently put his hands and feet inside.

When he touched Shi Song's soft and delicate skin, his movements paused for a moment, and then he left as if he had been scalded.

After looking down at Shi Song for a long time, Wei Huaichen sat gently on the side of the bed.

The tip of his tongue touched the roof of his mouth.

Under the cover of night, countless complex emotions surged in Wei Huaichen's mind.

Thinking of Lin Yiming at the reception, and thinking of those coveted eyes that he thought were secret, the emotion in Wei Huaichen's eyes became more and more serious and cold.

Songsong clearly belonged to him.

It would be great if there was a mark of his own on that piece of skin, and it would be best for everyone to know that Song Song should belong to him.

Wei Huaichen's Adam's apple rolled slightly, his eyes sank slightly, and his demeanor was a bit dangerous.

It was probably because his emotions were too obvious at this time, the boy in his sleep moved a little, rolled over uneasy and curled up into a ball.

Wei Huaichen's hands slowly clenched into fists.

But not.

At least not now.

"Well……"

Shi Song muttered softly in his sleep.

I don't know if he sensed something, but his hand that was tucked under the quilt just now came out again, rubbing against Wei Huaichen's cool skin.

Shi Song shook Wukong's hand, and then grabbed Wei Huaichen's hand.

Immediately afterwards, his whole body moved a little closer, and his warm breath sprayed on Wei Huaichen's skin, causing it to tingle and numb.

The slightly hot palm pressed against the back of the hand, as if throwing a kindling, igniting a sea of ​​​​fire.

After falling asleep, Shi Song looked more and more obedient, his eyebrows were exquisite, his breathing was gentle, and he seemed to be sleeping soundly.

Wei Huaichen felt his heart beating faster.

He gave a soft "tsk".

There was a clear thought in his mind to remind Wei Huaichen that he hadn't taken his medicine today, so this kind of thing should not be done now.

But he sat motionless on the spot, his body seemed a little tense, and his dove gray eyes were fixed on Shi Song.

After such a struggle, the neckline of Shi Song's pajamas was rubbed open, revealing the clearly shaped collarbone and snow-white skin, the color was as delicate and delicate as white porcelain.

Finally, Wei Huaichen stretched out a hand to clasp Shi Song's wrist.

He gently pushed away the hand that was holding him, and then tucked it into the quilt.

……

Song didn't wake up until after eight o'clock in the morning the next day.

After opening his eyes, his first reaction was that he should be late for work, so he got up and opened the curtains.

After quickly brushing his teeth, he walked outside the door, saw Wei Huaichen who was busy downstairs and shouted: "Brother, should we go to work?"

Wei Huaichen was putting the fried toast on the table.

He raised his head to meet Shi Song's eyes.

"It's okay, you don't have to go this morning."

"Now that you're awake, come down and eat."

"great!"

Only then did Shi Song feel relieved, turned around and went downstairs with his slippers.

He was still wearing the pajamas that Wei Huaichen gave him, the sleeves and trousers were a bit long, so he was a bit slow when walking.

It's a bit like a child who steals an adult's clothes.

But this feeling gave Wei Huaichen a secret sense of satisfaction.

At this time, Wei Huaichen had already prepared breakfast.

Omelette toast, simple but delicious, Shi Song was quite satisfied.

He came back too late last night and didn't look carefully. After eating, Shi Song discovered that there was a huge oil painting hanging on the back of Wei Huaichen's living room.

It was such a famous work of art that Shi Song's eyes were instantly glued to it.

"This is Deliman's "Winter Night"!"

Because he was too surprised, after seeing the painting, Shi Song blurted out: "My God, it's here with you!"

Wei Huaichen gave a soft "um" and said casually.

"If you like it, I will give it to you."

"no, I'm fine."

Shi Song was taken aback and said hastily.

"I was just so surprised, I never expected to see the real painting."

Shi Song had seen a photo of this painting before, and already felt that its color composition was beautiful to a certain level. Now that he saw the real work, he was even more shocked by the gentle artistic temperament revealed in the painting.

The existence of this painting suddenly brightened up the dull colors in the living room, and the gentle feeling in the painting matched Wei Huaichen's temperament very well.

"I have some other collections, do you want to see?"

Wei Huaichen asked suddenly.

"Okay!"

Wei Huaichen took Shi Song upstairs and opened a room at the end of the corridor.

He turned on the light in the room, Shi Song narrowed his eyes slightly, and everywhere he looked, there were all kinds of exquisite works of art. For a moment, he felt that his eyes were not enough.

On the side of a bogu shelf, hangs a delicate birdcage lowly.

The birdcage is golden, with various patterns carved on it.

Shi Song's eyes fell on it all at once.

Looking at the luster on it, he was simply shocked by this ingenious beauty.

Shi Song couldn't help turning around and asking, "Is this from the Middle Ages in Europe?"

"Ah."

Wei Huaichen nodded, and said lightly, "I bought it at an auction before."

Shi Song selfishly felt that none of the works of art in the room was as luxurious as this birdcage.

Wei Huaichen approached, slowly raised his hand and took off the extremely delicate birdcage from the shelf.

"It's really beautiful."

While talking, he handed the birdcage to Shi Song, his voice was slow and soft, and there seemed to be some genuine regret in it.

Those pigeon-gray eyes stared at Shi Song steadfastly, with a hidden and complicated emotion in them, as if they wanted to wrap up the boy in front of him tightly.

"Unfortunately, there is no way to raise birds inside."