Although Xie Ling's request was strange, Zhou Xiang knew that Xie was not an ordinary person.

Seeing Xie Ling's stretched thin arms, Zhou Xiang took a deep breath and pinched hard.

It's painful, not a dream.

Xie Ling's expression remained unchanged, but her eyes were shocked.

He casually sent the project manager who followed and agreed to allocate funds to fill the loopholes that his second brother had lost.

Xie Ling glanced outside, took out a thin plush blanket from her rest room, and walked out.

He used to look forward to his new brother. The second brother of blood did not welcome his eldest brother. His biological mother died young and his father was addicted to his lover. Xie Ling was actually looking forward to the arrival of Xiao Rongjing. But maybe from the first day of meeting, seeing the sincere fear and fear in Xiao Rongjing's eyes, it was destined that they would not be brothers in this life.

The fact is the same. In the past ten years, it has drifted away and it has become a stranger.

Xie Ling moved the blanket over Rongjing lightly, and looked at her child being wrapped in the fluffy blanket. It looked soft and not at all indifferent to the indifference of the usual meeting. Xie Ling's expression was complicated.

It's a bit unreal to get along with each other peacefully.

Rongjing got up early today, and was really sleepy at this time.

Half of his face sank into the sofa, and he didn't notice any changes in the outside world. The incandescent lamp above his head hit him, because his sleeping cheeks were faintly flushed, and his long eyelashes cast dense shadows, and he was quiet and peaceful. The breath of alienation gradually disappeared.

It's just that there is not much space on the sofa, and the legs wrapped in slacks are uncomfortable shrinking in the gap, and Rongjing's brows are frowned.

Xie Ling moved the coffee table so that Rong Jing could relax his legs, and Zhou Xiang dimmed the lights.

Xie Ling looked at Hui Rongjing's sleeping face indifferently, and suddenly said, "Brother, it's really changed a bit."

Zhou Xiang "Then do you like the little master before the change, or the current one?"

Xie Ling didn't answer directly, it was his younger brother, how to compare.

but…

"If it was the former Rongjing, maybe I would never wait for this day."

Rongjing wakes up slowly, every time he wakes up, he will be free for a few minutes. In these few minutes, what he does is slow motion.

There was no light in the room, only the slanting sun by the window shone in, shrouding the harsh man who was not far away in the office in the twilight, pulling his shadow long and lonely.

Rongjing didn't make any movement, but just stared blankly until his consciousness slowly recovered.

Xu realized that Rongjing woke up, and the man came over and said coldly, "Don't you know how to cover a quilt when you fall asleep?" Then, he took away the blanket from Rongjing and handed it to Zhou Xiang.

Zhou Xiang was very efficient. He immediately called and informed the image team who had been waiting for a long time downstairs, and immediately gave the brothers upstairs a suitable styling and rushed to the banquet venue.

Rongjing looked at the time and knew that he was almost late. "Why don't you call me up?"

Xie Ling kept silent and couldn't bear to disturb the little brother's sleep. He only said, "I'm busy, who can take care of you."

Rong Jing still remembers that before he went to bed, the place was brightly lit, but now it was dark, and Xie Ling had been working in this situation. Rong Jing's eyes were a little bit sour, and his warmth was about to overflow.

"Brother, trouble you."

Xie Ling found that Rong Jing's eyes seemed to be sad, as if he was looking for a little beast to rely on.

I've never seen Rong Jing who is no longer covered with thorns. Xie Ling softened his eyes and rubbed his little brother's fluffy hair. "Since you call me big brother, what nonsense?"

Rong Jing smiled, you just talk too poisonous every time, it is really easy to cause misunderstanding.

The styling team has come over, and they have delivered all Xie Ling's custom-made clothes, and Xie Ling is choosing them.

Seeing Xie Ling picking clothes as sharp and serious as on the battlefield, the surrounding staff were very nervous.

Only Rong Jing with a shallow smile, he came to a strange world, lost his relatives and friends, but God compensated him in another way.

Xie Ling chose a black suit that was smoothly tailored and ironed so much that there were no wrinkles. "You wear this suit."

Rongjing "But I have to buy it myself."

Xie Ling cast a look at it, meaning you see if I threw you out, or threw you out with the clothes.

Every time Rong Jing got in touch with Xie Ling, he felt that the original owner was so afraid of his elder brother. It was definitely not for no reason. He really doubted that Xie Ling's temperament might be lonely and die.

Xie Ling first chose Rongjing's. It was his turn to struggle for a long time. He had already stretched out the usual black dress. Thinking of Rongjing saying that he was old-fashioned, he turned abruptly and chose a set of khaki.

Rong Jing found that the set chosen by Xie Ling fits well, as if it were made-to-order, "It's actually just right?"

Xie Ling "coincidence."

Rongjing "Oh."

I didn't say you did it on purpose.

The two sets selected by Xie Ling are only different in color. They are a series, both of which are pierced collars, which are exquisite and elegant for formal occasions. The set he bought is a flat collar, which is more casual.

Xie Ling watched the little brother put on the suit he had ordered long ago, and his expression was a little gentler.

New ones are ordered every year, and finally have a chance to send them out!

Xie Ling got in the car with satisfaction, and said to Rong Jing, who got in the car later, "You can look like this when you wear it."

Rongjing "..."

Brother, speak well.

The Xie family’s dinner was mainly to celebrate the wedding of Xie Zhanhong, the head of the Xie family, and his wife Han Lianmei.

The Xie family is a well-known real estate tycoon and ranks among the richest in Forbes all year round. This time, the location was not at Xie’s home, but at an annex in the outskirts. This is a Russian-style venue like a castle. It takes a long lawn to reach the banquet venue.

There is an endless stream of guests, all guests need to hold invitations, and only one companion is allowed to enter.

When Rongjing and the others arrived, it was already a little late, and most of the guests had already arrived at the venue in advance.

As soon as Xie Ling entered, his discerning face was quickly surrounded by people who knew him, warmly greeting and congratulating his father on the happy marriage.

The guests all know that this is the first heir of the Xie family. Now he is only 33 years old and has many successful gold acquisitions. He is the heir and son-in-law candidate of the diamond level praised by the industry.

Naturally, Rong Jing was completely ignored. The original owner had never appeared in public. Everyone only knew that there was a young master in the Xie family who had brought a bottle of oil from Mrs. Xie, but they had never seen a real person.

Rong Jing just didn't like this kind of occasion very much. Looking around, he actually saw a suspected acquaintance. At the long table, the young man who was gnawing on the cake and whispering something to the mobile phone was a bit like the Ji Leping he had met at school.

A little far away, Rongjing couldn't see clearly either, but he felt that this person was incompatible with the whole banquet, and he was more like someone who strayed into the scene than he was.

He didn't see the original owner's mother Han Lianmei, and the banquet hadn't started yet. It should be in the dressing room to prepare at this moment.

Thinking of facing the mother of the original owner who might expose him at any time, Rong Jing's heartbeat speeded up a bit.

Rong Jing saw that Xie Ling had been entangled, and had no time to pay attention to him, silently lowering his sense of existence.

He showed his face and withdrew from the venue, walking along the stone road with green grass in the memory of the original owner. The street lights along the way were shining brightly in front of him. Small bugs swayed around the lights. Rong Jing breathed the smell of green grass outside, feeling relaxed and happy.

Rongjing didn't go long, and heard the bad laughter of a group of people. He remembered that there used to be a swimming pool with various functions. It was the second youngest of the Xie family and the second brother of the body likes to take people for recreation.

It's just that I didn't see Xie Ershao today. It was a group of young men and women who came here, who should be the guests of this banquet.

Some young guests are not used to the atmosphere of the banquet, and there will be servants who will bring them here to relax.

The faint blue light shines on the five sparkling swimming pools. There are several large umbrellas on the gap terraces of the swimming pools. Young men and women are dancing or laughing ambiguously by the pool.

It's just that mixed with this discordant groan of pain, there is a yellow-haired alha in swimming trunks and naked to grab the head of a slender but not weak boy. The boy is wearing the uniform of a banquet waiter, looking at him It's hard to come by.

Huang Mao pulled the young boy’s hair and pressed him into the water, his mouth still screaming, "I see you, it’s your honor, don’t shame your face, you can’t take it off, you can’t take it off. More exciting is waiting for you!"

Huang Mao counted the time, and when the boy was about to hold his breath, he fished him out. Before the boy took a breath, he was pushed into the water again.

In such a reciprocating cycle, the drunken young men and women around them didn't seem to have seen this scene, just as a pleasure, smiled and looked away.

Wu Fuyu lay on the recliner casually, surrounded by men and women laughing with him.

He was still describing the taste of the best oga that he smelled in Maya Shopping City that day. He took out a cigarette, and a winking oga stepped forward and lit the cigarette **** for him.

Wu Fuyu was full of aftertaste, and said squintingly, "You don't know how charming the taste is, I almost fell."

Everyone laughed and couldn't imagine, "The prince will describe it again."

At this moment, the boy was pressed into the swimming pool by the yellow hair again, and his head was completely submerged, looking like he was going to die.

Wu Fuyu just wanted to remind Huang Mao not to play with fire, because it would be unsightly if other people's tin wedding banquet caused lives.

Wu Fuyu suddenly stopped laughing. He saw Huang Mao standing behind Huang Mao wearing a black suit with a delicate body from head to toe. Wu Fuyu saw the man's face, sat upright, his eyes widened. Chu, I didn't even feel the soot falling on my thigh.

Rongjing stood behind Huang Mao who was still ignorant, like a messenger from hell.

Picking up Huang Mao and kicking him into the swimming pool, he held the dying boy with water in his nose and mouth. He coughed violently and leaned on his chest weakly. Rong Jing asked softly, "Is it all right."

The yellow hair fell into the water, and the huge waves splashed on the bodies of a group of high men and women.

Everyone stopped, staring at Rong Jing, the uninvited guest.

On the other side, Xie Ling, who was not seen by his younger brother, ordered Zhou Xiang to find someone, so that he was not being bullied.

Zhou Xiang looked around, and finally saw Rong Jing standing by the pool. Before looking at anything else, he found that their young master kicked a yellow hair directly into the pool.

Mr. Xie, Young Master, probably, maybe, maybe, will not be bullied.

He is the only one who bullies others.

At this moment, Wu Fuyu who had reacted suddenly jumped up from the recliner, just in time to see Zhou Xiang coming.

Pointing at Rongjing, shouting loudly, "Zhou Xiang, it's him!!"

Damn him!

After breaking through the iron shoes, there is nowhere to be found, this **** has been delivered by himself!

Zhou Xiang hadn't reacted yet, and he didn't know what Wu Fuyu was talking about.

But a good assistant can draw analogies.

what!

Young Master is the Godzilla you are looking for! ?

Everyone’s focus was on Rongjing and Wu Fuyu, and no one noticed the teenager in Rongjing’s arms.

Weakly opened her eyes, looking at Rongjing in his dim vision.

He took the risk and disguised himself and was caught by this group of second generation ancestors before he achieved his goal. He was almost exposed just now.

The possibility of 799999 can rise to 999999.

He found that person!

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