Chapter 409: . Ten Thousands of Ex-Girlfriends (16)

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"Knock--"
A quick knock on the door rang.
You Ming glanced at the video doorbell video. The other party wore a gray cap and hair, and the entire face was low in the black hair, wearing a disposable blue mask, and could not see clearly.
Only from that familiar figure, You Ming quickly confirmed the identity of the visitor.
It turns out that some prey voluntarily hit the muzzle.
He raised his eyebrow lightly and opened the door.
"You Ming!"
The other party raised his eyes and opened the mask slightly to ventilate, revealing a plain face without makeup. You Ming noticed her pale skin and dark circles, showing a little fatigue. And the tiredness quickly disappeared after seeing him, his eyes glowed with sparkling light, tender and passionate.
"How did you come?"
He leaned sideways to get people in, his fingers wrapped in gloves rubbing his trousers.
The man was pondering Lin Lang's intention at this moment. Suddenly his waist was tight, the nose was filled with a thin fragrance, and there was a sweet smell in the air.
The other person put his arms around him, buried his entire face in his chest, and lingered warmly.
You Ming looked coldly.
Which drama did the young lady perform today?
"I am sorry."
A dull voice came over.
"It's because I'm bad. I didn't clarify it for the first time. My dad is a little stubborn. He and he are very angry. I can't persuade him at all." She looked up from his collar and her eyes were a little bit red. "Are you blaming me?"
You Ming slightly moved.
He pressed the strange itching in his throat.
He has three brothers and grew up in a fiercely competitive family since childhood. Your father and grandfather don't care about the dispute between their brothers, they only care about who is better and more suitable for being the helm of the You family. He understood that if he wanted anything, he had to fight for it, grab it, and get it by any means. The huge wealth and benefits can win him a status and decent, so that he can get in and out of the expensive, sensual.
As long as you have money, you have the right to do whatever you want.
He likes others to hold him, respect him, and fear him.
This time falling from the cloud, You Ming only felt a strong irony. In the past, those who patted their chests and said that they had to walk clean with his brothers who were born and died. The men and women who had a relationship with him were as far away as the of plague.
The turning point in life is more blood than in the idol drama.
You Ming watched the farce indifferently.
It was n’t that he was framed by his elder brothers once or twice when he was framed by his elder brothers. He began to think that they were just playing around. Later, he nearly drowned and died, before he crushed his ridiculous admiration and faith.
He thought that he would have been invulnerable, and that his swords and guns were invulnerable.
So ... who can tell him what's going on with this belated touch?
In the first second, the blackened You Shao had conceived Lin Lang's ten ways of death.
The next second, he looked at the other person's red eyes and suddenly felt that he was a beast that was not as good as a beast.
He wanted to torture her, but she was fighting against his family for him.
"My dad, this time he was determined, not only did he cancel the engagement in the media, he warned me not to meet with you privately." Lin Lang bit her lip and unconsciously used force to bite the two lips with a trace of blood .
You Ming couldn't help pinching her chin to stop her "self-harm" behavior.
Lin looked at him amazedly, and didn't seem to understand the meaning of his move.
"Speak well, don't bite your mouth."
Compared with just now, Master Yu's tone slowed down a lot, and even he himself didn't find out that it was the reason for his soft heart. After living for thirty years, he showed his distress for the first time in front of a woman.
Lin Lang froze.
"How stupid?"
He squeezed her face again, and it was quite sensual.
There was a drop of warmth on my fingertips.
This time it was replaced by a man stunned.
The woman slowly raised her hands, palms covering the back of his hands.
Half of his face lay softly in his palm, his trembling eyelashes sweeping like a fan.
"I'm sorry, You Ming. My parents and they don't agree with us. They can't say anything at all. I and I have tried every method, really ... there is no way." She looked like a child At a loss, even the water in the pupils showed strong anxiety and muttered, "Brother, what should I do? Mom, she gave birth to me when she was born. When she was a child, Dad was blocked by the road to protect me. 'S car crashed and finally came awake ... I, I really have no courage ... against them ... "
You Ming looked down at her, her black eyes were wet, probably realizing that he had been watching for too long, and the woman turned around and wiped her tears, "Ah, I'm sorry, I had a quarrel with them today, and I got angry with Dad. , I might be a little bit sick, do n’t look at me— "
The unfinished words came to an abrupt end.
Lin Lang was embraced into a wide chest.
Because in the past, the girl was spoiled by the girl in the Fengyue place, this man always showed a strong possessiveness to her, and has not held her from behind like now, like treating the most cherished collections in childhood. A trace of caution.
For fear of breaking her.
"Then break up."
His hands and feet were out of order, his fingers were crossed, a few centimeters away from her lower abdomen, and his head was lying on Lin Lang's shoulders and necks, and he didn't work hard. "Uncle and aunt have a good daughter. "The man said a little awkwardly. This mouth is sweet and sweet, and he is used to lingering ambiguous love words. Such kind of serious words make him confused.
Someone ridiculed him and asked, what kind of person can make a prodigal like him turn back?
impossible.
He answered decisively at the time.
Who would have thought of this day?
It was probably the fear of almost drowning as a child.
He always thought that anyone could pull him when he was most desperate, and he wouldn't develop paranoia.
He broke his pain and he didn't have to eat sugar, but he wanted someone to stand beside him and watch him from afar.
Teach him to know that this is not just him alone.
The woman in her arms froze. After a while, she slowly loosened her shoulders.
It's like admitting fate, and it's like relief.
"This, you take it. You can rest assured that it was not my parents, it was the remuneration I got for leading this drama. It may not be anything to you, but at least ..." Lin Lang stuffed a picture in the palm of a man The bank card, tears sliding down the back of his hand, she turned around, her bright face lost her color and smiled weakly, "I can do it for you last."
The man was silent for a moment.
"No, keep it."
He remembered that she had already optimistically watched a drama and was ready to transition from being a deputy director to a director who really controlled the audience. Without any capital in her hands, she was easy to be bullied by investors. She was tempted to throw in some vases and ruined her efforts.
Although the time is not short, he understands that Lin Lang is a very strong person. After independence, he basically does not take money from home.
"but……"
He raised his hand suddenly and opened his mouth to bite off the glove.
Lin Lang looked at people puzzled.
"Snapped!"
The white glove was discarded by the man on the stairs of the entrance, he took the initiative to lead Lin Lang, "You come with me."
Lin Lin was confused into his bedroom.
I saw the man lying on the edge of the bed, using one big long leg to hook the black hard box under the bed.
Lin Lang: "..."
This clumsy trick of hiding money under the bed doesn't seem to be in the style of the male main palace.
You Ming didn't have the elegant manners of your son. He sat directly cross-legged, pressing on the side, and opened the lid. Inside are some little boy's toys. Lin Lang even saw the grounding baubles like glass marbles.
The other party flipped a few times in the box, and a bundle of savings cards tied with rubber bands was delivered to her.
"this is?"
Lin Lang didn't take it immediately, his tone hesitated.
"Don't you know that men will hide private house money?" You Ming raised her eyebrows.
Seeing the woman's delay, he was impatient and tucked into her hand directly.
Lin Lang, like hot hands, quickly retracted.
The man refused to let it grip his wrist tightly.
"Hold it. I ’m always generous. People with me have a decent breakup fee. It ’s either a mansion or a check. You are me ..." , "You are my girlfriend, and it makes no sense to be worse than your predecessor. So, I give you all my private housing money. So much, you ... don't feel cold."
It was also the first time that he used private house money as a break-up fee, showing a little embarrassment for no reason.
Although the figures are enough to match all the previous sums.
When the ex-girlfriend heard it, the tears that had just converged showed signs of turbulence.
She covered her eyes and sobbed like a small animal. She wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry aloud. Her master's lips finally broke for a long time, and a drop of blood slowly came out.
You Ming suddenly wanted to kiss her.
It was not the conquest kiss that night, but a little ground, a little lick, he did not greedy to go further, just wanted to smooth her wounds gently. However, his nature is thin and cold, mean and tricky, and he is proficient in hypocrisy, but he doesn't know how to be gentle and sincere.
The man's thin fingers brushed Lin Lin's hair, twisting the white hard edges of the mask, gently covering half of the woman's face.
Extremely restrained and extremely polite, leaving a blue mask, leaving the hot temperature of his lips.
"Sorry."
If, if he fell in love with her for the first time, would the result be different?
He dared not continue to think deeply, hugged the person quietly for a while, and then escorted her to the door in person.
You Ming trimmed the hair under the cap for her, took a step back, maintained a proper size, and smiled, "Okay."
The corner of her mouth moved. After all, she said nothing and got on the car and left.
The car crossed a whirling tree shadow until it was no longer visible, and the man looked away. He stared blankly at the lines in his palms, and the tears seemed to have oozed into the flesh and blood, so cold that it hurt.
It seems silly.
He thought so.
On the way, the car window was lowered halfway.
The cool wind suddenly blew in, and the hat above the owner's head was lifted away because of the strong wind, hitting the window opposite with a snap. The woman's five fingers differentiated, lazily fiddled with the hair on her forehead, and pulled off the mask that made her breathless.
Controlling the steering wheel with one hand, she pulled out a stack of cards in her pocket with her fingers.
Casually, the woman hooked her lips.
Kissed the cold card surface.
What a lie.