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Lin Lang played with the newly picked camellia in the living room.

"Boom--"

The half-covered door was severely kicked open.

Xingshi asked for sin.

She did not change her look, cut the extra branches and leaves of the camellia, and slowly inserted it into the white porcelain flask.

"Why are you free today?"

"Don't pretend to be stupid." Jiang Chengxun suppressed his tumbling anger and his face was heavy. "You better explain to me why the shares I transferred to you will be invested in that kid?"

Their father and son have never fallen so hard!

Today, Jiang Shiru has completely become a joke.

And the initiator of all this turned out to be the woman he had never suspected, the girlfriend he was about to take home!

Lin looked at him with surprise, "Is there anything wrong? Since you gave me the shares, I naturally want to think about the future development of the company. You are too greedy to make progress, so that the funds invested in the development project have been floating, causing serious Irretrievable losses. I think that Mr. Yang, who is determined to develop and still calm, is more suitable for you as chairman. "

"Just for this **** reason?" Jiang Chengxun sneered.

"Of course ... more than that."

His eyes tightened.

She folded a beautiful camellia and put it lightly in her ear. She smiled and said, "Actually, I just want to appreciate the crown prince's lost face. Is this a good reason?"

Watch him fall high in the clouds.

Flesh and flesh.

"What the **** are you doing? What good are you doing to break me?" He scratched his hair irritably, only to feel ridiculous. Just want to see him uncomfortable?

"Don't you say that?" She raised her eyebrows. "I want to appreciate your lost expression. Isn't it rare? I'm afraid you haven't experienced the taste of losing everything like this since you were born." So standing on the high ground , Easy to play with others.

He reacted back and forth, feeling irritated.

"You play with me ?!"

"Don't make it so unpleasant." Lin Lang said lightly. "It's just some small sports that are pleasant to the body and mind. There is nothing to do with it. It seems that you don't like my surprise very much."

"In this case--"

She stood up, "Then it will be fine."

Lin Lin walked past him without squinting, his wrists were pulled by a force of gravity.

"What do you mean?"

The man's hoarse tone revealed a dark tone.

"you do not understand?"

She turned her head, Yin Hong tassel fell from her earlobe, and flew across her neck and shoulders in a charming gesture, she said slowly, "You are not a prince over ten thousand people, an ordinary director, not worth me Try your best to please. "

The words are straightforward and cruel.

"you--"

The natural tone made Jiang Chengxun angry and gritted his teeth. "Why don't you forget, who gave me all this?"

"Why, do you want to shirk your failure to a woman?" Lin Lang squinted at him. "If a man's career can be easily shaken by a woman, what climate can it be? Are you admitting that you are worse than waste?"

"You **** shut up for Lao Tzu--"

He couldn't bear it, dragging people to the sofa.

"Do you want to vent my body?" The crushed person was calm and not half shy. "Then believe it or not, as long as you dare to move me, you Jiang's life will not survive this April?"

His movements stared fiercely at the person, exuding a stern breath, like a hungry wolf forced into trouble, rushing to bite her throat at any time.

"What have you done?"

She smiled slightly, "Want to know?"

"But I ... I won't tell you."

She laughed like a naive girl, deliberately making fun of others.

Jiang Chengxun has never been as embarrassed as he is today. First, the Jiang's suffered. The chairman's position fell into the hands of the boy he usually doesn't look good. When he came to Linlang, he ate a mouthful of sand and could not get the slightest advantage.

"Why am I sorry to you, you want to treat me like this?" His eyes became scarlet and he yelled at her.

The show of black curly hair was scattered on the bright red soft blanket, the color contrast was unusually strong, she looked at him calmly, "Do you really think so?"

Jiang Chengxun choked, "I admit, I have made many girlfriends in the past, just to be happy with myself. But, haven't I changed all of them now? I deleted all of their numbers, and someone asked me to drink, and I also Push, every day before 11 o'clock must come back to accompany you, is this not enough? "

"Not enough," she said.

"So what are you thinking about?"

The anger that he couldn't hold back caught on again.

The woman raised her arms around his neck, the fat powder mixed with the aroma of camellia, with a sweet taste and a clear taste. She pressed her cheeks like her closest lover, and said softly and softly—

I want you to have nothing and never get up again.

It felt like a poisonous snake lurking on his shoulders, spitting blood beetles, thinking about which of his body is more delicious for serving Chinese food.

He provokes a cold sweat and shoves the man away.

"You are crazy!"

He was anxiously corrupted, "Let me have nothing? Oh, a big tone, who do you think you are?"

Lin Lang sat up halfway and gathered the hollow knitted shawl. "Will we make a bet? Within half a month, you will kneel in front of me, just like the dog of the bereavement, crying and begging me to open the net."

Jiang Chengxun thinks that her brain is burnt out to an unusual degree.

Let him beg him like his grandson?

impossible!

He thought hard, and when he returned to the top, he must make this woman look good!

No one has ever dared to live well after betraying him!

The new director of Xinghui was officially unveiled at a media conference, and he walked to the stage generously. Jiang, who had once been so beautiful, became the second leader, causing a lot of criticism.

Jiang Chengxun's life hasn't changed much, but the sarcastic eyes of the people around him are always the same as the needle, cunning and stern on the back, especially when he sees Jiang's disappointed gaze.

He was not a good son, and he embarrassed his family.

There used to be jokes from some orphans and dogs, with his indifferent personality, that one day he would die on a woman. He was n’t dead, but he fell so hard that every time he remembered that face and the soft little mole at the end of her eyes, his heart was like a dense blood hole pierced by glass slag, causing him to twitch in pain To be weak.

He fell in love with alcohol again.

In fact, he did n’t drink badly before, and drinking was just a way to flirt with a woman. After establishing a relationship with her, he rarely suffered from a glass of wine, except for entertainment and a glass of red wine before going to bed, and he was happy when he talked about the project. Drink a few more drinks.

Jiang Chengxun shut himself in the room, depressed for a few days, and reasoned to tell him to be sober, instead of just borrowing alcohol to eliminate his worries like a bastard, but the brain was confused and remembered what she had said repeatedly. He covered his mouth and whimpered unconsciously.

Jiang Chengxun, you have nothing to do.

He poured a bunch of dark beer again, drunk and fell asleep on the ground.

A sudden knock on the door sounded, and he went to unlock the door.

"Xun'er, no good, you, your dad, he was taken away by the police!" The well-maintained lady held his hand in panic, leaving sharp red marks on her nails, "What are they saying about murder, I don't Understand, but there is a man who is so fierce, saying that he wants your dad to pay for his life— "

Jiang Chengxun suddenly sobered, he calmed his mother, took a shower with cold water, and dressed quickly and hurried to the police station.

There is a murder that has been directed at Father Jiang for more than 20 years. The target is not someone else, but a female classmate in his high school. At first sight, Father Jiang started a passionate offensive. The girl had a boyfriend and rejected his courtship After graduating, the girl lost any news. Others said that she had encountered a kidnapper while traveling and sold it to a remote village as a daughter-in-law.

A policeman who came home to visit relatives accidentally got a blood book, and the words confessed that she was kidnapped by a heartbroken man.

In the end she couldn't stand the torture and swallowed.

Once the matter was exposed and public opinion continued to ferment, the Jiang family was pushed over the storm, and the gold signboards established by generations were shaky. The Jiang family went up and down for his father's business, and it took more than half of the family's wealth to untie the relationship alone, but it was far from enough.

Father Jiang made a request to meet Jiang Chengxun.

In just half a month, Father Jiang lost a lot of weight, and his gray prison uniform hung on his body, empty. Jiang Chengxun's eyes were sore, and the omnipotent man in his memory gave birth to white hair.

"Son, stop here, our family can't afford it."

The words of compromise came from the mouth of this half-life man.

Jiang Chengxun suddenly trance.

He seemed to have heard this sentence from somewhere, but the tone of the man was casual and calm, without the decadence of Father Jiang.

"Obviously, someone is targeting us Jiang." Father Jiang rubbed his sleepy eyebrows. "Don't do anything about my business anymore. I'm a fish on a chopping board. I can't escape. The rest of the assets will be left to you." If you can succeed, your father will be at ease. "

His palms tremble, "But, that's the death penalty ..."

Father Jiang yelled, "Take care of your mother in the future and let her order more."

The young man was silent for a moment, and said, "Is that ... Really?"

No one speaks.

Jiang Chengxun returned home, and the sofa had a pile of glittering gold and silver jewelry. Mother Jiang was counting all her dowry. When she saw her son came back, she quickly greeted her. The hope was so obvious, "What did your dad say?" What do we do next? "

He dared not tell her that her proud husband had bowed his head.

After burying Jiang's mother, Jiang Chengxun hurried back to the room, and when he closed the door, he slowly slid down the wall.

He was terrified.

Jiang's sky is about to collapse.

He always thought that he had a rich love history and had the mind and talent to do business. No matter from what aspect, he could be regarded as a mature and promising man.

And he was always the one who gave him confidence.

Now the big tree sheltering from the wind and rain is going to collapse, and he can no longer bless him.

What should he do?

Who should I call for help?

A thought lurked into his head, and the man jumped up and rushed out of the house. He went to the small building, knocked on the door for a long time and didn't open it. There was no taste, he drove back.

While waiting for the traffic light, Jiang Chengxun glanced aside and froze.

The floor-to-ceiling windows reflect a pair of handsome men and women with outstanding temperament, all of which he is familiar with.

Lin Lang finished a piece of sea salt cake and wiped her mouth slightly. The young man on the opposite side crossed her arms and looked at her with a smile, "Will you have something else after you finish eating?"

She hummed, "Mr. Yang, you have sinister intentions."

"how do I say this?"

"You are instigating an elegant lady to give up temperance." She was half joking, "Body shape is the lifelong enemy of women."

He was amused by her serious look, with starlight in his eyes, and said tentatively, "I don't think there is anything wrong with a chubby girl, it's a blessing to eat."

Lin Lang smiled politely, "That Mr. Yang's girlfriend must be very happy. It's not too early, I should go back, or the naughty man in my house will be angry again."

With regret on his face, he was still personable and got up and settled the bill.

The two stepped out of the restaurant.

There was a young man standing not far away. He looked handsome, but he was haggard because of the blows in the past few days. A circle of blue stubble appeared in his chin, and Tang was negative again.

He looked at the swaying girl, his eyes filled with complex and deep emotions, his lips squirmed for a long time, his head dropped in despair, and he called, "I have something to tell you."

The old and affectionate prince fell into the dust.

"Sorry, I have nothing to say."

Lin Lang turned his head and smiled at Mr. Yang, "Do you mind if the good guys do it and send me home? I'm afraid someone will deliberately retaliate and can't arrive safely."

Where did Mr. Yang want to go back and forth, he was happy for a while. Although he knew that riding the crown prince's body was not too glorious, his love for Lin Lang made him ignore this point.

His gentleman opened the door and made a gesture of asking.

Lin Lang walked with her skirt on.

A pair of arms stretched out from behind, and the man's undulating chest pressed tightly against her back.

He bent over to hug her.

"Don't go," he said in a mute voice. "I won't do it. You know I can't bear it."

Lin Lang lowered her eyes. "You stopped me just to say this nonsense? Sorry, I have precious time. I'm afraid I have no time to recall the past with you."

A deep laugh overflowed from his throat, "You are a monster."

He finally recognized her, a heartless monster, and lied to him with his beautiful eyes and soft lips.

"Thanks, a unique compliment, I like it very much."

Jiang Chengxun was silent again.

"Did you do what my dad did?" The interrogative spoke positively.

She neither admitted nor denied.

"Why?" His eyes were bloodshot.

"Do you think he is right?" Lin Lang asked back.

"But, but he is my dad!" The man shouted hurriedly.

"That girl also has a dad." Qing Piao Piao blocked all his words.

Jiang Chengxun heard the sound of blood rolling in the tube, and he growled in pain.

Lin Lang opened his hand and walked towards the door.

Behind him came a man's repressive gasp, "You ... why did you let us go?"

Lin Lang turned his head to look at people, and there was no emotion in his dark pupil.

He gave up struggling, even with self-esteem.

In the square where people are coming and going, he knelt down.

The expensive suit on his body was covered with mud and dust, and the laurel crown above his head was also taken off. He lost all arrogance and knelt before her.

He used to be so powerful.

Many passers-by stopped to watch and took pictures.

He knew how unbearable he would appear in the news tomorrow.

Jiang Chengxun was numb, and there were only a few vivid emotions in Lin Lang's eyes, resentment, anger, helplessness, compromise, and embarrassment and nostalgia that he could not explain clearly.

If he can, he also wants to keep decent and calm in front of the people he likes, instead of whispering like the dog of the family.

"Why." She did not fluctuate. "Things are over."

He smiled miserably, "Do you have to push people to a dead end?"

"Yes, you can't see the road."

She didn't want to say much. She looked back, and when she was about to lift her feet, she heard the noise of the cloth rubbing on the ground, and then her legs were hugged tightly by the man.

Mr. Yang frowned, coming up to pull away, Lin Lang signaled that he didn't have to intervene.

"Since I was born in the Jiang family, I want the wind and the rain to rain, and I have never ... asked no one."

His eyes were red and his mouth was full of blood.

"Please--"

Whimpering, trembling, uttering these two words that exhausted all his courage.

"Please let my dad."

His voice was inaudible, "No matter what price I pay."

"Including sleeping with me, using your body to repay?" Lin Lang bent down and pinched his chin with both fingers, forcing it up. He faintly looked into those ice lake-like eyes, and the small mole at the tail lifted up with the owner's smile.

"Yes."

His face was pale, and he heard himself say so.

She lowered her head, folded her proud bones, and showed her the bloodiest side.

In this case, are you satisfied?

"But your expression doesn't seem to be willing, it's as stiff as a zombie, and it doesn't have the slightest sense of beauty." Her tone was lazy, and her palms slapped his face gently like something, "Laugh."

Jiang Chengxun twitched his lips.

"You are perfunctory me." Lin Lang glanced past.

He swallowed the smell of the throat, and slowly, a gentle smile appeared.

After looking at it for a while, she smiled and bent her eyes. "It's good, you are quite talented. With this skin, there are still many female guests willing to pay for you."

Lin Lang opened the satchel, and the zipper of the wallet opened. She grabbed a few tickets. In the eyes of the man, he took his hand and put it on it. "Well, see you tease me Happy, reward you. "

Jiang Chengxun had a broken string in his head and said humiliatingly, "I don't want--"

"Are you too young?"

She raised her eyebrows in surprise, "Yes, you look good, it's really not worth the price." She took out the thick stack of cash in her wallet and searched Mr. Yang's wallet.

Raised his hands, and fluttered all over the sky, causing everyone to exclaim.

The corners of the thin paper scratched his face, and the pain spread into his heart.

"Sorry, my hands are slippery."

Lin Lang smiled at him, his face was bright and beautiful, as if he were enshrined on the red top as a peerless pearl.

The red heel made a crisp sound, and her skirt passed by and went to the co-pilot position of Mr. Yang.

The car glides slowly.

The man who was kneeling on the ground like a puppet suddenly rushed up, holding the car window, with some kind of prayer in his panic.

Lin Lang gave a little light to his eyes.

He gave birth to expectations.

"Poof."

She covered her mouth and smiled, squinting, "You also believe this? I thought I could only cheat the children."

He is not a child.

However, he believed, stupidly.

The car galloped away.

The man stood faceless with no blood on his face, and behind him was a man who was bent over to pick up money.

He reached over his eyes and covered his eyes. The tightly closed fingers poured out of the water, warm and cold in the wind.

Finally he squatted down and hugged his legs with hands trembling.

Burying the tearful eyes in his knees was his last decent.