Self-cultivation of tool people [Quick Transmigration]

Yu Tanqiu's injury really shocked Wu Zhiyuan. When he limped and sat down on the cushion, Wu Zhiyuan almost bit off the cigar in his mouth, thinking with a complicated expression: Lynch, you really can't be judged by appearances.

With Wu Zhiyuan's sharp eyes in Fengyuechang, if he can't see the story between Yu Tanqiu and Lin Qi, then he is blind.

Wu Zhiyuan couldn't do without Yu Tanqiu now, and he came to this field unknowingly and silently. He himself knew it was not good, but he was lazy, like a person floating in the dead sea, lazy, happy, and happy. Well, Yu Tanqiu is easy to use and can do things. Give him some money and power in exchange for his current convenience, and Wu Zhiyuan can still bear it.

What's more, Yu Tanqiu exposed such a big weakness in front of Wu Zhiyuan, Wu Zhiyuan was very relieved.

Children's love is much purer than that of adults. They are fire, passionate and full. If they fall in love with someone, they will burn them together. Wu Zhiyuan is ashes. Whoever he falls in love with will be with him. All the way in disgrace, but fortunately, he never really fell in love with anyone.

In Wu Zhiyuan's eyes, Yu Tanqiu's infatuation with Lynch was quite justifiable.

Because Lynch does have something lovable.

It's just that Wu Zhiyuan didn't expect such a love method.

The image of Lynch appeared in his mind—he hadn't seen Lynch for a long time, he avoided suspicion, and didn't want to cause discord, Yu Tanqiu was a narrow-minded, Wu Zhiyuan could see it.

In my memory, Lynch looked like a timid and pretty widow. She was thin and thin in her robes, her brows were full of sorrow, and she had no temper at all. How could someone like this be able to eat Yu Tanqiu?Or... is Yu Tanqiu not as tough as he imagined?

Wu Zhiyuan had never looked at Yu Tanqiu with a romantic gaze, so he couldn't help but look at him with admiration at this time.

Yu Tanqiu is a handsome big boy, already tall, with right-angled shoulders, wearing a pitch-black suit, unless such a dark color can't suppress his fierceness, his long legs are straight in the trousers tube. Good curve, really beautiful and neat, in a few years, when it grows up, it will be another big worry.

No, it's much more flavorful than Yu Boju. Yu Boju is a martial artist, so he's not interesting at all. Yu Tanqiu and Wu Zhiyuan have never been able to see through it, so it's not easy to define it. He smiled slightly and pulled out the cigar from his mouth, "Little Yu, you are injured."

Although Yu Tanqiu has been helping Wu Zhiyuan for more than a year, he is not Wu Zhiyuan's subordinate. He is running around among the powerful and powerful, hidden in the cloud of power, and no one can figure out his background. He replied politely, "Don't worry about it."

He still remembered that Wu Zhiyuan treated Lin Qi like a cat and a dog in the past. Time has passed, but Yu Tanqiu's mind has not changed: find a chance and get rid of Wu Zhiyuan.

Wu Zhiyuan didn't get angry when he choked on him like this, he thought it was fun, if he looked at Yu Tanqiu from a different perspective, then Yu Tanqiu could be regarded as a hot and unruly beauty.

Wu Zhiyuan narrowed his eyes, "Be careful when you are young, don't go too far, the days will be long."

Yu Tanqiu wasn't in the mood to gossip with Wu Zhiyuan, so he immediately turned the topic to serious matters. As soon as he talked about serious matters, Wu Zhiyuan put away his evil thoughts and listened to Yu Tanqiu's new trick with a calm face.

Yu Tanqiu talked eloquently, citing scriptures and current events, and described a conspiracy sweetly and attractively. Wu Zhiyuan agreed without knowing it. After thinking about it, he took a look at Yu Tanqiu. How apprehensive, now I don't know how to feel that the person in front of me is a femme fatale, the pattern suddenly becomes small, and my mentality is at ease.

Yu Tanqiu seemed to have a feeling for Wu Zhiyuan's eyes, and he gave Wu Zhiyuan a sideways look with a cold face.

And Wu Zhiyuan responded with a tolerant smile to this cold look, "Xiao Yu, do you want to stay for dinner?"

His gentle tone contained an unspeakable anger. Yu Tanqiu was terrified and at the same time felt very disgusted. He wanted to give Wu Zhiyuan a big slap in the face, but if he really did, the timing was premature, and the second It is this kind of behavior that is like the weak resistance of a molested girl with yellow flowers, which is weak.

Damn it, Wu Zhiyuan's mind is blocked by aphrodisiacs, so he can be in heat with him?Yu Tanqiu was really angry for the first time, angry with Lynch, it was not angry, it was sweet annoyance, and Wu Zhiyuan—a dog, owed a gelding.

Wu Zhiyuan didn't notice Yu Tanqiu's anger at all. When Yu Tanqiu didn't want people to know his emotions, he was really tight, so Wu Zhiyuan didn't notice it at all. Before leaving, he smiled meaningfully at Yu Tanqiu, "Yes Chances are, you and Master Lin come over to have a light meal together."

Yu Tanqiu's usual sullen face said, "Let's talk about it." The sea of ​​anger in his heart turned Wu Zhiyuan into a great eunuch.

In the small foreign building, Lin Qi was rubbing his hands and carefully pouring tea for Zhang Manshu. For this little girl who had a crush on Yu Tanqiu, Lin Qi felt inexplicably affectionate and guilty, because Yu Tanqiu belonged to him.

"Thank you." Zhang Manshu nodded slightly, picked up the teacup and smelled it, and said with a smile, "It smells so good."

Lynch sat down and poured himself a cup of tea, "The tea Tan Qiu brought back is said to be Indian-grown tea, which is better than the British."

When Zhang Manshu heard Yu Tanqiu's name, her expression darkened immediately.

Yu Tanqiu is a symbol in her heart.

That was the happiest time for her. The carefree young lady had a family, money, relatives, and a "lover". For her, there were still many troubles at that time, but looking back now, that is Can't go back to perfection.

The family is gone, the money is gone, and the relatives are gone. Today, Yu Tanqiu has become so fast, falling down with those good years. Of course, she is the one who fell the fastest and the deepest.

Zhang Manshu hasn't had a good conversation with anyone for a long time. Today, when she saw Lin Qi carefully tending flowers and plants with his sleeves on the balcony, she suddenly felt that she really wanted to talk to Lin Qi. When she sat in the garden, she I feel like I'm losing my mind.

With her current status, it might be a bit inappropriate to sit here.

The teacup in her hand suddenly became very hot, and the heat spread from her palm to her cheeks. She swallowed her saliva, and slowly put down the teacup in her palm.

Lynch took a sip of tea, saw her gloomy face, and asked cautiously, "Miss Zhang, how is Second Young Master?"

Zhang Manshu's hands trembled, and her eyelashes trembled in shock, "Second brother... is gone."

Once she opened her mouth, the following words became much smoother. Zhang Manshu finally had a chance to confide in her. She spoke faster and faster, explaining clearly what had happened in the family in just one month.

When the bombing happened, everyone in the family was in the ancestral house. Because Zhang Manshu was going to spend Christmas with her classmates, she said that she would go to the ancestral house to meet them overnight, so she stayed at home in the concession.

After the bombing, Zhang Manshu became an orphan overnight. Before she had time to grieve, her family's property was snatched away by wolves, tigers and leopards all around her. Even if there are two mothers, Zhang Manshu is not as good as this. She is a weak little girl who was exploited in an instant.

Including herself.

"At first, I borrowed and lived with my classmates... But it's not a long-term solution to live and eat for nothing. I think I can find a job after I have studied, but... I still want to go back to school... But it is true to study. It's not very useful..." Zhang Manshu smiled slightly with a sideways face, "The little knowledge I have learned is far less than my body can buy a better life."

Lynch listened quietly, not knowing what to say.

Words of consolation are too presumptuous for this little girl who fell from heaven to hell.

"It's fine if you get used to it." Zhang Manshu raised her hand and stroked her fluffy curly hair, and finally drank the first sip of black tea, which was really fragrant. It’s self-sufficient.”

Lin Qi finally remembered where Zhang Manshu gave him the feeling of deja vu, Xia Qiduo, Xia Qiduo was the same.

In fact, they are all very good girls, but it's a pity...it's a pity...

Lynch thought about it for a while, held the teacup in his palm, and said in a low voice: "Miss Zhang, I am old enough to be your father. I, I have a presumptuous proposal. I hope you don't misunderstand me. I, I want to be your father." I'll give you a sum of money... Don't get me wrong," Lynch waved his hand, his face red and white, "I think you can use this money to study or do some small business, you, you are interested Do you want to learn tailoring from me? The second son used to like it very much, I don’t know if you like it...I don’t have children, I mean..."

"Thank you," Zhang Manshu smiled brightly at him, "I understand what you mean, thank you for your kindness, I don't need it, but thank you anyway."

Zhang Manshu raised a teacup to Lynch, she sincerely thanked Lynch, not for anything else, only for Lynch's 'no change'.

Lynch thought she was worried about the lack of money, so he added: "No, no, I have saved a considerable amount of property over the years. It is really a lot. If you want to change your environment, you can use this money to go abroad .”

Zhang Manshu lowered her face, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, she felt that she could not listen anymore, if she listened any longer, she would probably cry.

"I have money," Zhang Manshu said softly, "a lot of money."

She's not short of money, she just... doesn't want to change.

Like a prey caught in a net, she still has the strength to struggle, but what is the difference between struggling and not struggling?There are really not many things in this world that she can miss. She is just living now, waiting for the day when she is completely swallowed by that net.

On that day, she might feel relieved.

Zhang Manshu bid farewell to Lynch, and went back to her small western-style building, and a car happened to come by. A well-dressed man got out of the car, wearing a gentleman's hat, and hugged Zhang Manshu who was walking towards her. on her cheek.

Lynch couldn't see Zhang Manshu's expression clearly, and felt very sad.

When Yu Tanqiu came back, it was not too late, and the afterglow of the setting sun outlined a thin, dark figure in the garden. Any spring scenery in the garden could overwhelm this figure, but in Yu Tanqiu's eyes, it was just that little gray , Concentrated his whole dream.

Yu Tanqiu wanted to go up and hug him, but her footsteps were joyful - she didn't move, her butt hurt.

Limping over, the tenderness in his heart turned sour, Yu Tanqiu put his hands lightly on Lynch's shoulders, and dropped his arms around Lynch's neck like a little girl, "Miss me at home?"

Lynch was so numb that he shivered, and said in an unpleasant way: "Miss Zhang came here today."

Yu Tanqiu's face darkened, he almost forgot that he wanted to drive that Zhang Manshu away.

"Miss Zhang... lost all her relatives," Lynch stroked the cold teacup, "just like you and me."

Yu Tanqiu fell silent, and suddenly lowered his head and pressed Lynch's lips hard, "It's different, we are a couple, not alone."