The white moonlight gl

Feng Qingshui's body was damaged by her stepmother's profanity, sex, poison, and medicine.

Although she also underwent a series of treatments after she was discovered later, her foundation has already been damaged, and she is just lingering on her last breath.

At that time, Feng Qingshui, who had just recovered her life, was still young and impulsive. After she learned the truth on the hospital bed, she hysterically asked her father to punish her stepmother and send her to prison. However, she overestimated her status in Feng's father's eyes.

His mobile phone was confiscated, he was sent abroad overnight, and he was locked up in a fully closed nursing home in order to protect his stepmother, lest she make things worse and make his good wife and son a criminal and the son of a criminal.

To this day, Feng Qingshui can't quite remember how painful and angry she was when she was imprisoned in a foreign nursing home.

One is that the time interval is too long, and the other is that her body has never allowed her to have too violent emotional ups and downs. She was so cold that even her memory of the past began to blur quickly.

Not to mention just an emotion.

And after she recharged her energy to create her own group, bankrupted Feng's family, and left Feng's father, stepmother and stepbrother with nothing, she didn't care what happened to herself.

She has no nostalgia for this world, even if she dies the next second, she will not frown. All her desires to live are born with revenge and resentment. The idea of ​​fighting for survival.

Feng Qingshui had always thought that she would muddle through like this, that she could live every day, and that when she died suddenly, Liang Subo would collect her body.

Her will had already been made.

Except for Liang Subo's one percent, the rest is handed over to the state, and Feng's father, stepmother, and stepbrother have no children.

Want to say that Feng Qingshui is very strange about the brain circuit of Feng's father and stepmother?

It's obvious that they have torn apart, and it's clear that she has ruined their bright future, but they, who are clearly in despair, still naively think that her property and company will be theirs after she dies?

Who gave them the courage?

Every time Feng Qingshui received a message from her subordinates.

They all felt that Father Feng and the others were simply mentally retarded.

Without fine clothes, gourmet delicacies, jade and jewellery, Hemeimei, who used to show their family affection in front of her, has gradually revealed her true nature, quarreling, cursing, beating, drinking, gambling, cheating on each other, cheating on each other, Even her stepbrother, who has always been sweet and well-behaved, like a little prince in a fairy tale, who puts on eye drops and is fresh and refined, can swear like a little gangster, kicking Feng's father and stepmother every day to vent his anger.

This unusually miraculous family added a lot of fun to Feng Qing's dull life.

She is like watching a play.

Happy attention from time to time.

...

Therefore, Feng Qingshui, who was betrayed by her relatives and abandoned by "the whole world", her heart has long been barren and turned into a desert, until...

I met Mo Rantong.

I don't know if it was love at first sight or something, but when Feng Qingshui stumbled and fell on her drunkenly in Mo Rantong, she felt a kind of throbbing. The corridor of a five-star hotel was very bright even in a pouring rainy night. She frowned and looked at her. With ink dyed on that red face, I found...

There seemed to be a small green shoot sprouting out of the desert.

As if pushing away the clouds and seeing the truth, Feng Qingshui didn't push her away from the scalding heat coming from the other party's body. Instead, under the surprised and weird expressions of Liang Subo and other subordinates, she opened a door for her in the hotel. Room.

Send her in to rest.

This is the first time the two have met.

Feng Qingshui didn't stay in the hotel that night, but left soon. However, I don't know where Mo Rantong got the news. She knew that she was the one who helped her that night. A few days later, she Started to cling to her.

Although she felt a little strange towards Mo Rantong, Feng Qingshui didn't intend to develop any intimate relationship with her at first.

After all, in the past year, she felt more and more that her time was short, and she might not live long. She didn't want to indulge herself in this situation and provoke someone, especially if that person liked her very much. Down.

It's just that the little green shoot twitched extremely quickly, and soon grew green leaves and bloomed bright flowers, firmly rooted in the desert.

Feng Qingshui did not withstand the temptation.

...

Feng Qingshui has always believed that she is an extremely selfish person, and once she devotes herself to something, she will not allow others to back down.

She now wants to have a relationship before she dies.

Then Mo Rantong is not qualified to say no halfway.

Simply, Mo Rantong liked her very much, and this love became more and more obvious and intense.

This made Feng Qingshui a little guilty.

After all, when she dies, it's all over, and she doesn't know anything, but for Mo Rantong, who cares about her and loves her very much, it is a disaster.

She will suffer.

This pain may last for ten or eight years, or it may only be a short one or two months, but if it is not for her, she will not bear this pain.

That's why she made the contract.

She doesn't want Mo Rantong to like her too much, she wants Mo Rantong to adapt to the days when she is not around, even if she has the least position to say these words.

Sometimes Feng Qingshui really felt that she was a jerk and a hypocrite.

She concealed her physical condition from Mo Rantong, and made up her mind to make up for her in other ways.

Before she felt guilty about Mo Rantong, Feng Qingshui didn't care much about the group and her work. After all, she was a person who might not have tomorrow after living today. , she looks the same for a few days without her, why does she make herself so tired?

However, once the desire to compensate Mo Rantong arises.

She just wanted to push the group to another level before she died.

Because, she only has money, and she can only use money to compensate.

She changed the will that she had made before.

Except for Liang Subo's 50.00% of the shares remained unchanged, for the rest, she gave all the real estate under her name and [-]% of the group's shares to Mo Rantong, which was the price for her to accompany her in this love affair.

And she's been working so hard lately.

I also want to increase the value of this price tag again and again.

...

Mo Rantong, who was kept in the dark, was not aware of her lover's little thoughts from the beginning to the end, and she always felt very happy that she was really lucky.

Even at the most critical moment.

I bumped into someone I had a crush on for a long time.

And under her stalking, her lover quickly agreed to go out with her. Although, her lover is usually cold, he will not let her kiss her, and he will not take the initiative to kiss her. He is a veteran cadre who is serious, indifferent to life, and has no interest at all, but Mo Rantong still finds it sweet.

Whenever she thinks of her lover every day, she wants to scream and jump a few times.

"Ahhhhhh so cute."

Yes, it is cute.

Mo Rantong likes to tease her lover very much. Seeing her lover reprimanding her, educating her, and rejecting her with a serious face, but he can't help pampering and pampering her, let alone how happy he is.

When An Ran and Xiao He came in again carrying fruits, chicken, duck and fish, they saw her entertainer sitting on the sofa with his hands resting on his cheeks, looking stupid anyway.

The corner of her mouth twitched undetectably, An Ran reflexively thought of the roar of the Lion in the River East, but thinking of her artistes who are no longer what they used to be, she closed her mouth awkwardly, and first put the ingredients into the kitchen or refrigerator with Xiao He , and then came to sit down on the sofa opposite Mo Rantong, and said earnestly, "Tongtong."

"Sister Ran, don't call me Tongtong, it will scare me to death."

The swarthy eyes looked at An Ran with a slight sense of complaint. In front of other people, Feng Qingshui's tone of voice and expression were all lazy and slow.

"I scared you to death?"

Couldn't help but sneer, An Ran put her arms around her chest and said, "I think you're trying to scare me to death? Mo Rantong, do you know how flat you look in front of Mr. Feng? Pretentious, green tea is tea, I was thinking that I have let you act in two or three TV series, why, are you not good at any of the films you acted in?"

Originally, she wanted to save some face for her own artist, but when she saw that Mo Rantong wanted to go to heaven, An Ran, as a manager, couldn't help but want to beat her up: "I know, Mr. Feng dotes on you very much now, and he is willing to accept you." That look, but Mo Rantong, feelings will wear off, your normal look is very good, why do you have to make that ugly look, is it possible?"

An Ran guessed: "You don't actually like Mr. Feng, you provoked her just for resources, let her be your backstage, did you do it on purpose?"

Mo Rantong: "..."

There is too much information, she needs to take it easy.

"Why, is that so?"

Seeing that the artist didn't speak, An Ran thought she had guessed right, and frowned. She was in the entertainment industry, and she didn't mind the artist using this method to get ahead, but that President Feng was obviously not easy to mess with. Her artiste has taken her heart, if one day, she finds out that her artiste is lying to her.

The result was, "Mo Rantong, I advise you to restrain your little thoughts. That Mr. Feng is not something you can play with. If you pluck the beard from the tiger's head, you never thought about the end of your life?"

Xiao He sat on the side in a daze, his eyes blank.

Mo Rantong: "..."

"What, Miss Ran, I'm serious about Qingqing."

There is no one who is more serious than her in this world, okay? !

Dissatisfied with a soft snort, Mo Rantong looked weird and dodged his eyes: "I was just thinking, isn't I cute like that, and I can act like a baby and be a coquette. It's been said on the Internet that girls like lovers like this .”

safely:"……"

Xiaohe: "..."

Don't, don't rely on the Internet, it doesn't say so on the Internet.

An Ran's expression was indescribable, she squinted at Mo Rantong, looked her over again, and asked hesitantly, "Where did you see it on the Internet?"

"Well."

Mo Rantong thought about it for a while: "It seems to be an article about the royal sister's loli? I can't remember clearly? But it should be like this, right?"

The veins on her forehead twitched violently, An Ran yelled: "Don't do it to me." She wanted to hit someone.Taking a deep breath, An Ran asked, "Are you Lolita?"

Mo Rantong shook his head hesitantly.

"Feng is always Yujie?"

Mo Rantong shook his head violently.