Drama masters ask so much [Quick Transmigration]

Located in the center of the city, this large mansion combined with the west knew that the master behind it was powerful from the moment it appeared in front of everyone.

Many people knew that this land was under construction. At first they thought it would be some kind of art museum, but later they found out that it was a mansion carefully built by Wen Cheng, the head of the Wen Group, for his lover.

This anecdote has been circulating since a few years ago, and it is still a topic that people never get tired of talking about after dinner.

Some people say that Wen Cheng fell in love with the red rose at first sight, and has been in love ever since, and he is not afraid of gossip and gossip to bring people into the house.In this era of wives and concubines, Wen Cheng, the leader of the Wen Group, has become a model of a good man with his affection for others.

Not to mention spending a huge amount of money to build such a palace-like mansion for the beloved, and invited world-renowned architects and designers to design it carefully, hoping that this mansion can express the existence of love.

On the day of the official move-in, many people gathered outside the mansion, not only to look at the mansion, but also to see what the red rose that had disappeared for several years has become.

Three years ago, the red rose that was popular in the era of thousands of people's dream lover has already been picked, which cut off the wishful thinking of many people. The talented and beautiful Lan Yan must have an extremely outstanding existence to be worthy of it.

So today's onlookers are all with their eyes, at least they can enjoy themselves, right?

The convoy belonging to Wen's came slowly from the end of the street towards the mansion, and the police were on both sides of the street to maintain order on the scene. This kind of battle was too prestigious, after all, Wen's presence here was no less than any bureaucratic force.

Wealth is the most powerful symbol in this era.

"happy?"

In the back seat of the car, a man's deep voice sounded.

Huolol looked indifferently at the crowd passing by the window, and the mansion behind the crowd that took three years to build. The scale of the mansion was beyond his imagination. It was like painting the land as king under the eyes of the emperor .

But Wencheng can do it and is fearless because it is strong enough.

During the three years that he followed Wen Cheng, he was actually quite free. Wen Cheng gave him everything and pampered him. If he liked to sing, he was sent to sing. His original intention was to become a singer-songwriter. Find Wencheng, because his own ability is not enough to stand firm in this era, he has no power or power, even if he is already popular, the dance hall will not let him off so easily, after all, he has signed a contract.

And Wen Cheng bought the dance hall without saying a word, making him a truly free man.

Wen Cheng knew that he liked to write lyrics and music, so he found an excellent composer and lyricist in the West to discuss with him.He can have whatever he wants, and Wen Cheng's pampering and affection are overwhelming and can drown people.

Slowly, he felt that he was easily attracted to Wencheng, which made him feel unreal.

Is he getting greedy?

Is there any dissatisfaction for him like this?

He and Wencheng have tried all the intimacy in the past three years, and his mind and body have been filled with Wencheng, but what about Wencheng?

What is Wen Cheng thinking deeply?

Looking down, his hand on his knee curled up slightly, and when it touched the ring on the ring finger of his left hand, the coldness seemed to pluck at the heartstrings, making him uneasy.

"I am not happy."

Wen Cheng's satisfied smile on his lips stopped abruptly. He had already begun to predict how harmonious he and Huo Shanhan would live together in the future. In the past three years, he did not create any plots, just let the plots This goes on naturally.

Of course, he also admitted that he was a little deliberate, because he realized that this little guy was not sincere towards him at first, maybe because he was greedy for his power, but he was also willing.

After all, he has plans of his own.

But it doesn't matter, he planned everything, step by step in this love, and used infinite tenderness and affection to let Huo Alcohol relax his vigilance, and as expected, this effect soon got his answer.

The red rose has fallen.

This kind of fall will make all the physical and mental fits more harmonious, and when he is happy, he looks at Huo Lijiu's distraught expression and he knows that the little guy loves him badly.

Then all his plans are valid.

He pulled this dream lover with thousands of hearts into his own world, and turned this charming existence without exception into a unique one who was only obsessed with himself.

Because he was happy, he wanted to build a beautiful house for Huolan, which must have a wine cellar, a lot of gorgeous mahogany furniture, and the best gramophone in the world.

Because hololol deserves the best for him.

The mansion passing by the window was getting closer, but he didn't see any joy on Huo Shanol's face, and even told him that he was unhappy, these words completely pushed his joy into the abyss.

His eyes gradually darkened.

"Are you unhappy? Why?"

Why are you unhappy?What's not to like about such a beautiful mansion he built?Is he not doing well?

Huo Shanchun looked sideways at Wen Cheng beside him, and he forced the corners of his mouth: "Why should I be happy?"

The water in the beautiful eyes was rippling, and the sadness and sadness in the bottom of the eyes were undisguised, hitting Wen Cheng's heart ache.

"Is the house not beautiful?"

"No."

"Didn't you ask your opinion during the design?"

"No."

"That's what you want bigger?" Wen Cheng was puzzled, he felt that his database was a bit garbled, and he couldn't decipher the emotions of Hololol at this time, and even disturbed his own analysis. He didn't understand that he was doing this What's wrong, and I don't understand why Hololol is unhappy.

The more troubled he was, the more irritable he felt.

There is never anything he can't crack, even time he can stop cracking, but Hololol is the only one.

He keeps flipping over this little guy.

In fact, this is not the first time, it happened before, but this time the little guy's reaction made him a little uncomfortable.But he couldn't explain why he felt so uncomfortable. This was the most uncomfortable part.

"Wen Cheng, do you love me?"

Wen Cheng listened to Huolhan asking him this question with a choked up sob, his hand stroked the corner of Huolhan's eyes, but his words were faster than his movements.

"do not love."

Hololol's eyes covered with moisture seemed to be hiding great sadness. He took a deep breath after hearing Wen Cheng's answer, and he felt suffocated.These two words were like a cold blade gently scratching his heart, neither light nor heavy but extremely lethal, otherwise why would he feel suffocated.

Then he doesn't understand why he still treats him so well if he doesn't love him. Other men have three wives and four concubines, why only Wen Cheng has to be so affectionate, and why such affection can be pretended to be so similar, so deep. I love myself because he can't be half-hearted.

But he was wrong, and it proved that this man, not to mention half-hearted, couldn't even do what he wanted.

Because there is no heart at all.

This man's affection always seems to be affectionate, but in fact it is cold.

Getting him is only a matter of possessiveness, and conquering him is more challenging than conquering any individual.

Turning his face away from Wen Cheng's hand, he looked out of the window and smiled silently, it was because he believed too much in his own heart, believed in himself too much, thought that this was a deal, everyone got what they needed, but the one who fell in love first always came first lost.

My heart hurts.

Bending down in pain, clutching the position of the heart, it became difficult to breathe, as if he was really about to suffocate.

"Alcoholic!"

He couldn't hear the exclamation of the man next to him, and was completely dragged into the abyss by the darkness.

Before losing consciousness, he thought, forget it, let it be like this, he planned it first, and Wen Cheng didn't know his little thoughts, so let's take it as everyone gets what they need.

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After an unknown amount of time, he felt the softness under his body and opened his eyes with difficulty.

What greets the eyelids is a brand-new environment. The exquisite crystal lamp above the head reflects the bright luster under the sunlight from the window. Looking around, the fine mahogany furniture in the room still has a faint fragrance, and the window sill is white. The screen window was blown by the breeze, passing the gramophone on the cabinet next to the window sill.

The phonograph is very beautiful, and looks like a top-notch item.

He likes to listen to music. In his previous home, he always pestered Wen Cheng to put a phonograph in his room, but at that time Wen Cheng always felt that the space was too small and it was not suitable to put it in the room. When I want to listen to music, I go to the study to listen to it.

But here, because of the size of the room, the phonograph is beautifully placed in this position.

His eyes softened, and the corners of his lips sank slightly: "There is a gramophone in the room."

After speaking, my eyelashes fluttered slightly, and I always felt a little sore in my heart.

Because he had just woken up, his voice was still a little weak, but Wen Cheng beside him was still not happy about these words.

"Are you still not happy?" Wen Cheng looked at Huo Alcohol lying on the bed, and saw that his face was still pale and did not dare to speak louder. He was a little frightened when he suddenly passed out in the car just now, thinking that he was talking too aggressively up.

What's more, he still wonders why Hololol is unhappy, his mind is full of unresolvable emotions, and he can't find the exit no matter how hard he looks like walking in a maze.

Huo Shanchun didn't answer Wen Cheng's words, and looked around the room on his own, looking at every part of the room. As he said before, the dream room is like this, with beautiful mahogany furniture, oil paintings on the walls, and There should be a low cabinet for the phonograph, and the cabinet next to the phonograph for him to store black films, preferably by the window, so that he can stand by the window and look at the scenery outside while listening to songs.

The man listened.

But why, why is being so nice to him not love?

Three years is neither too long nor too short, even a stone would be covered with heat, he would be covered with heat, but how could Wen Cheng, who covered him with heat, be so affectionate but not love him?

His gaze outlines the handsome appearance of the man in front of him, and it is still the same as he saw three years ago, his appearance has not changed at all, just like that heart, doing something exciting but not moving at all.

Wen Cheng saw the corners of Hololol's eyes shed tears, and at that moment his heart felt as if he was being grasped. He realized that he really couldn't see Hololol crying except on the bed, and the uncomfortable emotion made his head start to become confused again. In this way his system will collapse.

"Hey, don't cry anymore. Tell me what you want, and I'll give you everything." He sat on the edge of the bed and bent down to hold Hololin's face. I can't be too emotional, so if you feel uncomfortable, just tell me, okay?"

When Huo Xuechun heard Wen Cheng say this, tears shed unscrupulously, but there was no expression on his face:

"...Wen Cheng, you have no heart."

This man deliberately prepared an affectionate and gentle love, and caught him in it, but in the end he was trapped in the same place.

He is a greedy man and now wants more.

Now he wants to know why Wen Cheng treats him so well but doesn't love him, is this heart so hard to warm?

The author has something to say: So at the beginning of this game, it was Chunchun who first taught Wencheng how to love others, and then Wencheng taught him how to love others in turn.