After Dawn (Bing Kuai'er)

Li Luo's brain froze for a second before realizing what Duan Mingyang said.

"Are you serious?" He immediately stood up, eagerly grabbed Duan Mingyang's hand that was about to withdraw, and held it tightly, "What evidence? Where did you find it? Are you sure you can reverse the case?"

Duan Mingyang suddenly burst into a shocking thunderstorm, but at this moment he sold his hands, sat down on the sofa chair beside him, poured himself a glass of red wine in a leisurely manner, tasted it, and then slowly said:

"One of the perjury witnesses was willing to confess the truth."

"Why? You forced him?"

Duan Mingyang squinted over: "Mr. Li always thinks of me very viciously. Of course, I can force it, but it will definitely alarm the two of the Duan family. It is not worthwhile. The boss Zhou who is willing to confess came to find me on his own initiative. mine."

"Active? He suddenly found out his conscience?"

"No. It's just that he was implicated in the matter of the Duan family this time. One of the ladies who was taken away by him saved the chat records to prove that he was involved in the transaction. He asked him for money before but failed, and he held a grudge. This time, he took the opportunity In retaliation, the evidence was given to the police."

Li Luo: "And then? Is he looking for a deal with you? Are you trying to help him escape a crime? Then I will look down on you a little bit, Mr. Duan."

"He took the blame on himself, why would I do that?" Duan Mingyang said, "He first turned to Duan Xingye for help, but Duan Xingye was too busy to take care of him. He almost guessed who exposed this matter, so he came to me. I opened The condition is: he must admit that he committed perjury in your father's case, and I will assist his company management afterwards, so as not to let his company be invaded while he is in prison."

"He agrees? Isn't perjury an added crime?"

"Based on his crimes, at most his sentence will be increased by two years. His company is not large, and his son is not yet an adult. Going to jail is almost equivalent to handing over the company to someone else. Since he can't escape anyway, it's because he found out that his company had failed when he was released from prison. Is it better to lose other people's family property, or at least make a comeback after being released from prison?"

"Understood." Li Luo nodded, but immediately frowned, "But his testimony alone is not enough, at most it is a support, if the physical evidence of 'embezzlement' is not overthrown, my father will not be able to reverse the case. "

Duan Mingyang: "Of course I know this."

Li Luo's eyes lit up: "Do you have any other evidence?"

Duan Mingyang didn't answer, he drank a glass of red wine slowly, put down the empty glass, patted his leg, and called him like calling his pet:

"Sit up."

Li Luo was stunned for a moment, then smiled, walked over obediently, put his legs on the sofa chair, put his arms around Duan Mingyang's neck face to face, and sat on his lap, close to his chest, almost touching his chest.

"President Duan, don't you look down on me a bit?"

Duan Mingyang's superior tone and attitude tonight seemed to be different from the past.If it was just as cold as ice before, then today it is as cold as an ice cone, stabbing the heart from time to time, which makes people especially uncomfortable.

It seems that Su Zhi and Duan Xingye's divorce really made him a little carried away.

Li Luo smiled coldly, his lips brushed Duan Mingyang's cheek intentionally or unintentionally, until he reached his ear, and licked his earlobe lightly with his tongue, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter.

"I'm not your pet, and I'm not begging you to tell me. Don't forget who my dad went in for. I'm giving you a chance to atone. You'd better be polite to me, brother."

As soon as the words fell, the neck was suddenly strangled!

Duan Mingyang had a sudden seizure, grabbed his back collar and pulled it back forcefully, forcing him to look up, his dark eyes showed a trace of coldness, piercing his bones.

"Didn't you ask me for something?"

Duan Mingyang's anger came unexpectedly, quickly and violently, as if he had been holding back for a long time, and finally broke out at this moment, the hostility in his expression continued to gather, and a cold light burst out in his eyes: "Mr. Li, I have no crime to atone for, and I have no obligation to help you. I even You can destroy the collected evidence at any time, what can you do to me?"

Duan Mingyang's breath approached slowly, and his tone became more and more ruthless: "Do you think you are still the young master who can play with others? You are the one being played with now."

Li Luo had no choice but to hold his head up, look down, and roll his Adam's apple with difficulty.

His intuition was indeed right, Duan Mingyang was really different tonight.

Unabashed sarcasm, merciless belittling.

He seems to have become a toy that has lost its value, being dismissed by the other party, and he even wants to step on it again.

The only thing to be thankful for is that he hasn't expressed his heart yet, he won't be trampled on again, and there is still room for the last bit of dignity.

"It's true that I can't do anything to you." Li Luo endured the discomfort that his neck was being strangled by the collar, and tried his best to lower his head, "But you want to play with me...you're dreaming."

The air was stagnant, and they stared at each other, the hot and humid vapor on Duan Mingyang's body gradually cooled and dried up in silence.

"You are always so arrogant and arrogant, thinking that you can do whatever you want without fear."

Duan Mingyang let go of his hand and pushed him off his lap, Li Luo staggered back a few steps, barely standing still.

"I tolerated you again and again, but how did you treat me?"

Li Luo twitched the corner of his mouth: "Did I treat you badly?"

"By good, do you mean telling me to fuck off on the phone, or did you mean that you conspired with Duan Xingye to change my medicine?"

Suddenly, the room fell into a deathly silence.

Together with Li Luo's heartbeat.

Duan Mingyang's eyes were like sharp arrows, and his words were like sharp knives: "Are you wondering how I know?"

"I have never removed the three bodyguards I arranged for you. Every move you make outside will be reported to me at any time."

"Including where you were tonight, and which so-called perfect man you hugged."

"And the person who helped me find someone was the bodyguard who was fired by me, took refuge in Duan Xingye, and was recruited by me."

"He told me today that you took a bottle of sleeping pills from Duan Xingye and told me to be careful. Do you know how I felt at that time?"

Duan Mingyang paused word by word: "disappointed, hopeful, extreme, extreme."

Li Luo's figure shook slightly.

Duan Mingyang's gaze made him tremble with cold, and he swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva before calming down his voice: "I didn't change the medicine Duan Xingye gave..."

Duan Mingyang ignored his defense, turned around and left, walked to the TV cabinet facing him, opened the briefcase on it, took out a miniature camera from it, and pressed his cell phone.

His figure appeared on the screen.

Real-time recording and simultaneous rebroadcasting.

"Why did I stay in the bathroom for so long? Do you have to see what you captured before you admit it?"

Li Luo stared blankly at the pitch-black camera, so all the words that came out of his mouth fell silent.

It was as if he was staring at a terrifying black hole capable of devouring people, and his unbearable memories were being projected inside, causing him to slowly fall into the ice cave, his whole body was cold, his hands and feet were stiff, and there was a roar in his head.

"...You lied to me." He finally smiled bleakly, "You obviously installed a surveillance camera in the room... You have to lie to me a few times to be enough..."

If he didn't refuse just now and went to bed according to Duan Mingyang's intention, what kind of picture would he be photographed?What will this video be used for?

He is really stupid to choose to forgive Duan Mingyang.

"You never trusted me, why are you talking about being disappointed?" Li Luo laughed more and his face became paler, "Even without this incident, would you still trust me? Heh...watch me all the time...you don't have to do that Take your time, I won't harm you, as long as you do what you promised me and return my father's innocence, we can get together and break up."

"Good to get together and good to go?"

Duan Mingyang's tone suddenly dropped, and he murmured slowly:

"It was you who started it without authorization, and it was you who ended it without authorization... What qualifications do you have to tell me to get together and leave? What qualifications do you have?"

Li Luo closed his eyes, his heart was pierced by these words, and blood flowed out slowly.

Everything that came to Duan Mingyang's mouth seemed to be his fault. He clearly asked countless times "Will you be with me?", but Duan Mingyang never gave him a clear answer.

It is self-evident who is in charge of the start and who is the master of their relationship.

At the end, it was only him who unilaterally severed the relationship. His Li family mansion is in this city, and Li Luo is in the entertainment industry, showing his face every day. If Duan Mingyang wanted to find him, it would be easy for him, but has Duan Mingyang contacted him once in the past five years?

Not once.

The first time it appeared, it was after gaining power and power, we wanted to drive him out and kill him.

If he was at fault, then his biggest fault was to forget the pain when the scar was healed.

Forget that this person once tortured him with bruises all over his body, never gave him a little love, forget how ruthless this person is, when he gave his body and mind unreservedly, he could always stab his heart with a knife, enjoying the torture and playing with his prey fun of.

If you forget about Duan Mingyang, you won't love him at all.

The blood flowed clean, and the heart was completely cold.

"...Then it's up to you this time." Li Luo looked at him, "Give me a straight line, Duan Mingyang... Do you want to end it?"

Duan Mingyang stood silently on the spot, without saying a word, his eyes were faintly red, his gloomy eyes were like an impenetrable net, slowly covering his face, trying to wrap him tightly and suffocate him.

Before being completely enveloped, Li Luo preemptively said: "I gave you a chance, if you don't say it, then I will say it."

He took two steps forward and stood in front of Duan Mingyang, with his chest no more than half an arm away.

Only then did he realize that Duan Mingyang's fingertips were trembling slightly, as if his anger was at its peak and he couldn't control his physical behavior.

What is there to be angry about?Angry at him for not being obedient?Or angry at him for cooperating with Duan Xingye?

It doesn't matter anymore.

Li Luo's gaze was entwined with him, and his voice was as calm as water:

"Let's do it like this... I'm leaving, Duan Mingyang."

Compared to the previous hysteria, this time, they ended well, right?

It is said that the person who can speak peacefully and decently when they are separated is often the person who no longer loves.

He wanted to be the person who didn't love Duan Mingyang.

Li Luo lowered his eyes, didn't look at Duan Mingyang's expression, passed by, and walked towards the door.

"I didn't say it was over."

Duan Mingyang spoke suddenly, his voice was as hoarse as sandpaper.

"Li Luo, I didn't say it would end."

Li Luo stopped and looked up at the blurred chandelier.

"But I think it's over."

"So you made the decision for me without authorization." Duan Mingyang's voice became hoarse, "This is the second time, do you never count your words? Those things you once said to me...is one of them true?"

He didn't say what it was, but Li Luo always felt that it should be what he thought in his heart.

"Will you believe me if I say yes?"

Duan Mingyang fell silent again.

The answer is obvious.

Not to mention that Duan Mingyang didn't believe it, even if he said "loved" from Duan Mingyang right now, he would never believe it easily again.

"Since you have nothing to say, can you let me go?"

"You left this time." Duan Mingyang said, "I won't come to you again."

For some reason, Li Luo felt that his words sounded like some kind of childish threat, which sounded a little ridiculous and pitiful.

"Then don't look for it."

Li Luo turned his back to him.

"Maybe from the beginning, we shouldn't have met."

The door was gently closed, blocking the view behind him, leaving everything that should have been abandoned long ago in the house.

Outside the villa, the night was as dark as thick ink soaking the canvas, and the clouds were low, as if a downpour was about to fall.

Li Luo came out from the porch and walked towards his car parked by the side of the road. With every step he took, a drop of rain fell on the gray stone steps.

After walking a total of sixteen steps, I didn't hear any sound behind me.

He reached into his pocket, took out the medicine bottle, pointed it at the trash can not far away, and threw it forward vigorously. However, his vision was blurred and his aim was poor. The medicine bottle hit the edge of the trash can and bounced back. It came out, fell to the ground, rolled a few times, and turned right side up.

The label on the bottle says: sleeping ingredients 5%.

He sniffed, walked to the medicine bottle and squatted down, and a few more drops of rain fell on the concrete floor, leaving dark water marks.

The medicine bottle was picked up, and this time it was thrown into the trash can without any mistakes. Li Luo patted the dust off his hands, got into the car, and finally glanced at the window on the second floor of the villa.

The lights were dimmed and no one was there.

Just like those years of waiting downstairs, I couldn't expect a figure looking towards him from afar.

The accelerator was stepped on, and the car sped away, leaving a long roar in the quiet residential area.

It wasn't until the miniature of the car disappeared into the night, the roar drifted away with the wind, and Wan Lai returned to tranquility, that the curtains on the windows on the second floor swayed slightly back and forth a few times.