Chapter 48: Poor Young Master (9)

The teenager looked at him staring blankly. The love in his eyes disappeared bit by bit with his sobriety. His voice was hoarse and sad. "Lin Guan, are you still using me now?"
The young man of Sven paused and frowned slightly, "A Qing, Zheng Shenke snatched everything that belongs to you. I'm helping you. When we get back the shares, we will get married and live like before, isn't that good? ?"
He believed that the Youth Association promised that the tall young master fell into the clouds and lost all his asylum. Now as long as he throws a straw, he will surely grab it without hesitation.
What's more, how dependent he is on himself, Lu Linguan is very clear.
What he didn't think of was that the teenager turned pale and slowly shook his head to reject him.
"I won't help you deal with Zheng Shenke..." He slowly pulled his gripped hand back, looking at Lu Linguan's expression full of pain, "You didn't mean that his parents were taken by me Is it dead?"
"How can I hurt him again..."
The young man was stunned. He never thought that the words that the two had said for the sake of separation had turned into a blocking stone.
"A Qing, don't you want to be with me?"
This sentence, like the steel that fell heavily, hit the young man's heart hard. He bit his lip and even bleeding, and his eyes were full of pain.
Upon seeing this, Lu Linguan felt slightly relieved. He gently stroked the soft hair of the teenager as usual, and the magnetic voice was tempting. "Don't A Qing like me all the time? Just take back what was yours, where? It’s hurting him. You’re your uncle’s biological child. There’s no reason to give him a share or not. Maybe it’s that he’s in it. We’re just messing with it anyway.

"A Qing doesn't want me to be with Chuyu." He said firmly, but he didn't find how stiff the teenager's body was when he heard Chuyu.
The young man said, looking down at the teenager who could not see his face clearly, he wore a lot, but his neck was still exposed, white and slender, letting people have a desire to kiss, gently pulling the teenager’s soft hand, just gently After looking away from the delicate profile of the teenager, Lu Linguan's eyes darkened unconsciously.
Perhaps it was too long to keep this little master, he has now completely regarded people as his possessions, let him suddenly give up, it is really a bit reluctant.
What's more, no matter how it looks, or this is only for his weak personality, people can't hold it.
Lu Linguan rarely does meaningless things, but now he wants to do it once, and is
Encourage He Qing to do it.
In fact, after seeing the video of He Changying's will, he had decided to let He Qing go to Zheng Shenke. Of course, he certainly could not fight Zheng Shenke, but this can make the cold-blooded man give up him completely.
After no one pays any attention to the little master, this fresh and alive, no precious body that is not intensively cultivated from birth to now belongs to him.
This is Lu Linguan's real plan.
He tilted his head slightly, sniffing the fragrance of the teenager. His eyes were full of joy, and he had kept it for so many years. Although the result is not satisfactory, at least, now the little master who is not sheltered is his.
The people under him didn't move, and he didn't mind. He surrounded the teenager with his hands and hugged him in his arms. "A Qing, when this thing passes, we will be together forever, okay?"
The person in his arms is afraid of cold, so he wears a lot, but this does not prevent Lu Linguan from illusioning that he is naked and let him kiss the cute look on the bed.
It must be wonderful to raise a beautiful canary and lock him on the bed so that you can only see yourself alone.
The more you think about it, the softer the expression on the face of Sven's youth is, but at the next moment, his gentle expression froze.
The man in his arms slowly but firmly pushed him away slowly. Lu Linguan bowed his head and saw the teenager with red eyes and a determined look on his face.
"A Qing...?"
"Lin Guan..." The young boy's white face was scary, and the expression that was always arrogant was distressing at this moment. He shook his voice, but his tone was very firm, "I wish you and the first rain happiness."
Lu Linguan froze.
"Chu Yu is a good girl, you must treat him well."
Before the Sven youth didn't respond, the red-eyed boy turned around in embarrassment, and just burst into tears.
Chu Yu said, let him fulfill them...
Lin Guan said that the person he has always liked is the first rain...
He can give up everything, abandon his conscience, and stay with Lin Guan, but he can't betray Chuyu, even if it is her who betrayed first...
Dad is gone, home is gone, Lin Guan is gone, even the first rain is gone...
There is nothing... so that means...
Lu Linguan stared blankly at the back of the teenager who walked away, his expression sinking, his eyes dark and obscure, how could he refuse?
Don't you like me the most?
Now I want to withdraw, it is late.
He took out his mobile phone, dialed a number, thought of tearing his clothes under the tears of helpless teenagers, and watching the wonderful scene of his desperate crying, Lu Linguan slightly lowered his eyes, and a smile of satisfaction was raised in the corner of his mouth.
"Wang Yuecheng, help me do something."
【Ding! Lu Linguan's favor: 80】
[Remind the host, your answer is out of its original form, please pay attention next time. 】
[Relax, even if my answer changes, Lu Linguan’s choice will not change. I just accelerated the world process a little bit, and the result is the same anyway. 】
He Qing walked on the road, his feet hurt slightly, it was estimated to be blistering, this body was raised too delicately, but just walked to school, his delicate feet could not bear it anymore, his delicate stomach began to hurt, he You must drink a bowl of soup before eating, but now you have no money. Where can you get the soup?
In the original world, he agreed to Lu Linguan and stood up to fight against Zheng Shenke. Of course, he was thoroughly disgusted. After the lawsuit failed, he got the engagement of Mo Chuyu and Lu Linguan, and the restraint of the once gentle young man.
In the final outcome, there was no bone.
Lu Lin calculated that He Qing would give up everything in order to stay with him, but why did he forget that the young master who is so darling, why is he so dependent on him?
Why did it become this annoying arrogance?
[When he thinks about it, Lu Linguan will not be a problem. System, are you sure that Zheng Shenke will arrive immediately? 】
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Zheng Shenke passes the bridge every day when he goes to work. As usual, he taps and beats in his notebook. The driver exclaimed, "Zheng Shao, do you think that is the young master!"
Zheng Shenke frowned violently, opened the window and looked out of the window. Sure enough, he saw the thick young man standing by the bridge. The wind was very strong on the bridge. Now it is winter. His eyebrows are deeper, how clear is He Qing how cold he is, and now that he is cold, he may have become cold and pale.
"Shall I go down and see?" The driver's respectful voice sounded, and Zheng Shenke looked at the slender figure outside the window, his eyes sinking, "No."
His hands on the keyboard clenched into fists, coldly, "Keep on."
The driver looked at the teenager's direction hesitantly, and finally continued to drive forward, but the speed was slower than before.
Zheng Shenke has no intention to observe his speed. His eyes have always been on the back of the teenager. Obviously, he has only been separated for less than a day, but he always feels that he is thinner.
He Qing never looked back, just a pale profile, Zheng Shenke stared at it for a long time, until the driver's slow speed also reached the lower bridge, the standing young man moved.
He has been here for a long time, his face has been frozen for a long time, his hands and feet are cold like a dead person, his hands are raised on the railing and almost slipped when he was forced, but he still insisted on turning over the railing and standing outside the railing.
Zheng Shenke's pupils squeezed sharply, "Stop!"
--squeak!
The sharp sound of the sharp brakes sounded sharply, and the driver looked back blankly, only to find that the man in the back seat had already pulled the car door and got out of the car.
He Qing wants to commit suicide!
No matter how much I hated him for killing his parents, Zheng Shenke panicked when he saw this scene.
Men don't even know why they panic.
On the long bridge, He Qing was over there. He was over there. Zheng Shenke had just got out of the car and saw that he released his hands holding the railing and leaned down.
"He Qing--"
The voice of the man came to an abrupt halt. He watched a car stop by the bridge where the teenager was standing. Several men got out of the car and pulled the person back directly. The teenager with a sullen face was pushed before he could relax. Pushed and shoved into the car.
Quickly, there was no reaction time, the car that was usually full of streets had turned around and disappeared on the bridge.
The driver just got out of the car, "Zheng Shao, what about young master?" Wasn't it still there?
Zheng Shenke's face was green, and reason told him that he could not catch up now, but he still said, "Turn around."
When the man went to the car door, he found that his hand was shaking. No, not only the hand, but also his heart beating violently. He forcibly shook his hand and texted the license plate number he just wrote down.
"I just gave you the license plate number, check it now." The voice hung up calmly, but the man's eyes kept looking out the window, searching for cars coming and going, trying to find out which one took the boy.
But until dusk, he did not find it.
At dusk, the teenager slowly opened his eyes on a large bed. He had a headache, and he stood up blankly. The clanging sound rang, and the teenager raised his hand in doubt.
A long silver chain hung on the white and delicate left wrist, and the other end of the chain was nailed to the bed.