scapegoat

Ever since Xiao Yang collapsed, Lang Zhongming never felt sorry for him, and even began to take the initiative to avoid being alone with him.

The days slipped by like water like this, and Xiao Yang has remained indifferent since he adjusted, not talking to anyone and not going out much.

The wound on his forehead looked even more terrifying, but in fact the pain had eased a lot.

Xiao Yang was actually a little surprised by Lang Zhongming's attitude. If he couldn't control his emotions in prison before, it would only bring more serious consequences.

So at that time, he really wanted to die crazily, so he lost his temper desperately.

As long as he still has some strength to persevere, he will not let his emotions leak out.

But now that things have passed, the extreme thoughts have gradually faded away.

How much work can divert his attention, and Lang Zhongming doesn't often appear in front of him, so life is much easier.

Soon, the grandfather and grandson of Lang Dewen, who had been wandering outside for nearly a month, finally came back.

The old man was smiling and followed his grandson into the house, but when he saw Xiao Yang, his expression changed instantly.

"Where did you get the injury on your face?"

In the past few days, the broken skin on his forehead has healed, and Xiao Yang didn't use gauze anymore, and the large bruise that looked hideous was just exposed in the air.

It's just that the old man asked with concern, but he forgot that there was a scar on his face that was much smaller and inconspicuous, which was caused by himself.

"I accidentally bumped into something."

Xiao Yang didn't want to say more, and bowed his head back to his bedroom.

Not long after Lang Zhongming came back, Xiao Yang heard the old man angrily asking him through the door whether the injury on Xiao Yang's forehead was caused by him.

Lang Zhongming didn't even defend himself, and let the old man beat him with his crutches. If Lang Zhongjin hadn't been on the side to persuade him to make peace, he would have beaten his eldest grandson to his knees.

Xiao Yang knew in his heart that the old man had actually protected him a lot. Whether it was to repay him for ten years of dedication or something, after all, there were not many people in the world who treated him kindly, so he was still grateful.

But he also understands that what Lang Dewen really cares about is still his own grandson, who is strict with Lang Zhongming and dotes on and loves Lang Zhongjin.

And he was just an outsider after all.

Xiao Yang turned over on the bed and closed his eyes heavily.

When Lang Zhongjin came to ask him to go down for dinner, his nightmare just started, and he probably didn't sleep for long.

In the process of going downstairs, this second generation ancestor who had completely let himself go in the tropics unscrupulously showed his sticky skills to Xiao Yang.

Xiao Yang can face humiliation and injury with a cold face, but he is always unable to deal with the kindness of others.

Knowing that Lang Zhongming was also watching downstairs, he felt even more uncomfortable, shrank back in embarrassment, walked quickly to his seat and sat down.

He didn't dare to look up, so he didn't see Lang Zhongming's frowning and gloomy face, as well as his cheeks with clenched teeth.

Xiao Yang still maintained his previous state, not daring to eat more, in case Lang Zhongming would torment him again on a whim.

Fortunately, he has strong adaptability, and after such a long period of shrinking clothes and dieting, he has become used to it naturally.

Lang Zhongjin saw that he had only picked up a little bit of rice, and that the dishes on the table had not been touched, so he enthusiastically picked up the dishes for him.

Xiao Yang held the corner of his mouth and forced a smile, and only said "no" in a low voice, but was interrupted by Lang Zhongming's cold voice.

"You can eat as long as Zhong Jinjia gives you, eat more."

Lang Zhongjin got his brother's affirmation and worked even harder: "That's right, you don't even move your chopsticks, how can you go to the table like this. You will be beaten like this in the past, right brother~"

Lang Zhongming put on a smirk, pretending to be perfunctory to his younger brother.

There was an unknown fire in his heart, and it was not easy to explode.

One is the younger brother who has always been held in his hands, and the other is the person he just wanted to treat kindly, but...they absolutely can't have anything.

He himself didn't want to harm the girl's family, so he naturally pinned his hopes on his younger brother.

In the future, the younger brother's children will also be the heirs of the Ling family's property.Therefore, a person with crooked minds like Xiao Yang must not get too close to Lang Zhongjin.

It's hard to suppress the fire pressure, Lang Zhongming's meal was tasteless, Xiao Yang was full of anxiety, and at the same time, his stomach, which had not been stretched for a long time, began to feel unwell after eating too much oil and water.

Xiao Yang thought, this is probably the reason why Lang Zhongming asked him to eat more.After all, it's not to give him some color.

But Lang Zhongjin's overly enthusiastic concern for himself is beyond his control.

In all fairness, Lang Zhongjin is not a bad-hearted kid. It is normal for him to want to help when he sees a vulnerable group, but it does not necessarily have to be related to a deeper relationship.

I don't know what Lang Zhongming was thinking about.

Probably because he was afraid that he would think something he shouldn't have about his brother like he fell in love with him back then.

It's ridiculous, how can a person who has just been fished out of prison and is dependent on Ling's family for daily food, housing and work be so threatening?

Xiao Yang couldn't figure out Lang Zhongming's strange brain circuit, so he could only let it go.

After the meal, Lang Zhongjin yelled to apply medicine to Xiao Yang, and took the old tube of ointment to apply the old scar drawn by the pen on Xiao Yang.

"Hey... this medicine... Brother Xiao Yang, why did you use it so quickly?"

Lang Zhongjin, who was studying the ointment naively, didn't seem to notice Xiao Yang's instant stiffness, but Lang Zhongming, who was beside him, noticed it.

As the oppressive aura approached, Xiao Yang held his breath.

What is he going to do?no...don't come here...

"Okay, Zhong Jin, give me enough."

The cold voice surprised everyone present, and Lang Zhongjin stared at his brother in disbelief, as if he didn't know him all of a sudden.

"elder brother?"

Lang Zhongming: "Why do you treat him so well? Don't forget your identity as the second in command of the Ling family."

Indeed, Lang Zhongjin is ignorant, but he is the second controller of Hongsheng in name.Such an arrangement is naturally taken into account that Lang Zhongming's accident caused the power to fall to the side.

Xiao Yang knew in his heart that Lang Zhongming was just warning himself by teaching his brother a lesson.

Warn him not to think that he is not worthy of people.

Xiao Yang smiled wryly in his heart, showing that he just coldly declined Lang Zhongjin's kindness, got up and went back to his room.

Lang Zhongjin felt aggrieved all of a sudden, and pushed his brother to "drum" and ran to his grandfather crying.

Lang Zhongming squeezed the bridge of his nose helplessly.

During this period of time, he has been used to working overtime at the company until late at night before coming back, so as not to be in the same room with Xiao Yang and can't help but make something happen.

Today he got off work early because his grandfather and younger brother were coming back, and now he actually has a sad feeling that he has nowhere to go.

There was probably no one in the family welcoming him at the moment.Boss Lang sighed, picked up his briefcase and went out again.

In the old man's room, the young grandson of the Ling family was trying his best to show his pity, accusing his elder brother of being vexatious.

"I just feel sorry for Brother Xiao Yang! I just want to make it up to him! Why is he angry at me! It's just him and Brother Xiao Yang who are at home now, so I don't know what happened! Grandpa, you saw it too , Brother Xiao Yang has such a big bruise on his head..."

The old man let out a long sigh, and was also a little angry: "Zhong Ming is also, sometimes he goes too far. I think he'd better go out for a while, lest he really do something irreversible."

When Lang Zhongjin saw that his grandfather was still on his side, most of his anger disappeared in an instant, and the anger on his face was gone, replaced by a pretentious pout.

The old man rolled his turbid eyeballs, and then stared at him deeply: "Zhong Jin, don't you do anything to me?"

Lang Zhongjin let out a hum, and said aggrievedly, "What can I do? I just think it's...wrong for Brother Xiao Yang to treat Brother Xiao Yang like this!"

The old man looked at his little grandson who had loved him for many years, and remembered how difficult it was for this child to be born, not to mention his mother's life was about to be killed right away, and the growing up was always full of disasters and illnesses, which never stopped.

The old trembling hand slowly stroked Lang Zhongjin's hairy head. What the old man wanted to say, he still didn't say it.

His expectation of Lang Zhongjin was different from that of Lang Zhongming.

Lang Zhongjin just needs to enjoy his comfortable life.

The next day, Lang Dewen made the decision and asked his eldest grandson to travel across the ocean for a business trip.

Lang Zhongming probably also felt that it would be better for him to go away for a few days, so he agreed without saying anything, and started to take over the temporary work in the company.

As soon as the old man got out, everything happened at the speed of a flying arrow. Two days later, Lang Zhongming was already in the West Eighth District.

There are no tigers in the mountains, so the little naohu will naturally become the overlord.

When Xiao Yang was dragged from the bed by Lang Zhongjin and forced into the car, he had a faint thought of dying...

This family... Is it over yet?

In the next few days, Xiao Yang was forced to experience 180 courting tricks, such as going to a movie theater to watch a movie, shopping for a gold card in a shopping mall and choosing whatever he wanted, and swimming by the lake at night against the howling cold wind...

He rejected it countless times, and was slapped back countless times by "Oh, don't be polite to me".

The second-in-command of the Ling family was born to be able to recite poems and have fun, and this is the only way to get him to think of ways to compensate others.

Xiao Yang rolled his eyes inwardly, silently waiting for Lang Zhongming to teach him a lesson after he came back.

Lang Zhongming, who was far away across the ocean, took a day off from his busy schedule and planned to buy some souvenirs to go back.

I bought a heartbeat watch with an emergency call function for my grandfather, and bought a limited edition disc of his favorite metal rock band for my younger brother. After thinking about it, I also bought a coffee machine for Xiao Yang, which can be used in the reference room.

After finishing the work, Lang Zhongming went to the bookstore, and finally fell in love with the anniversary edition of a set of classic magic novels.

This is a set of books that Xiao Yang liked very much before.Lang Zhongming hesitated again and again, and bought it again.

After packing all the presents, Lang Zhongming started to fly back.

After nearly 20 hours of ups and downs, Lang Zhongming, who was carrying a bunch of bags and small bags, stood outside the door, and Butler Gong opened the door for him.

The door was only opened a crack, and laughter overflowed from inside—of course it belonged to Lang Zhongjin.

"Brother Xiao Yang, don't hide~ I'm not tickling you. Look at your shoulders. That's why I said backpacks are better than satchels—brother? Why did you come back so soon?"

Lang Zhongjin had long forgotten what kind of temper tantrum he had with his brother, and now he saw Lang Zhongming and didn't react immediately.

Xiao Yang was also taken aback, his embarrassing expression instantly turned gray.

Lang Zhongming gave the things in his hands to Steward Gong and Xiaofeng, and there was no emotion in his cold eyes: "I bought a gift for you, come and get it yourself. Uncle Gong, bring that watch to Grandpa in a while, I'll go back to the company first .”

Everyone felt his nameless anger, Lang Zhongjin shyly retracted his paws on Xiao Yang's shoulders, and sank into the sofa.

Lang Zhongming turned around and went out, the whole house was shaken with a "bang".

That night, Lang Zhongming carried Xiao Yang out of the balcony on the first floor, grabbed his collar tightly and pressed him against the decorative pillar.

"I warn you! Don't! Touch my brother!"

Xiao Yang responded coldly: "No, don't worry."

Lang Zhongming pulled the corner of his mouth: "Then what's going on recently? Don't think I'm blind!"

Xiao Yang was also a little annoyed, and his tone was even more indifferent: "I didn't do anything."

Lang Zhongming suddenly lifted the skinny Xiao Yang into the air, and squinted his eyes at him from bottom to top: "You mean that Zhong Jin came to the door by himself?"

Xiao Yang knew that this person was used to being selfish, and his mind was full of his preset positions, so he didn't want to say anything more, and bowed his head in silence.

Lang Zhongming only regarded him as acquiescing, and suddenly became angry, raising his hand was a resounding slap in the face.

"Snapped--"

Accompanied by the clear and clear voice, Lang Zhongming only felt a little pain in the palm of Xiao Yang's cheekbone, and suddenly woke up in his mind, thinking that he should not do anything.

"……sorry……"

Lang Zhongming barely uttered three words, probably feeling embarrassed again, he stood still for half a second, put the person down and turned to leave.

Xiao Yang watched the evil spirit go away with no expression on his face, and sneered in his heart.

It's too ugly for the Lang family to eat like this.

The author has something to say:

Low IQ Wolf: Lamb doesn't like me!Grandpa Papa Didi doesn't even like me!My employees don't like me either!My own mother doesn't like me either! You don't like me either!I'm going to make a fuss!

Mother: You are a scum...

The low-IQ wolf flipped the table angrily: What can I do?I am also very desperate!

Lang Zhongming is a dandy and scumbag, Xiao Yang saved him in various senses, let him learn to be...a good person at last? ? ?In the end, it can't be regarded as the real he... After all, Xiao Yang became disheartened ten years ago.

The last chapter is the ultimate level of Lang Zhongming's scum... I feel that I should stop writing scum, I'm sorry QAQ [It's my own abuse point that should be saved...]