Lock text system: The hero please respect yourself

"...From the bug installed at Qian Yao's house, Qian Yao began to find someone to track down the evidence of your mother's crimes after that night. We have also found out the insiders around your mother, and now they have started to work for us. The minimum penalty. Qian Yao found the evidence we had prepared the night before, and we have confirmed it with him..." The team leader knocked on the table with a happy expression on his face, "We think Qian Yao has already taken the bait, and we are about to start making noise."

"He believes that he has my mother in his hands."

"That's right. In addition, the news of the imminent investigation and crackdown has been quietly spread. Qian Yao should have received the letter secretly, and there should be some action in the near future."

In other words, things are moving faster.

"From now on, Qian Yao will look for you at any time, let you go through a needle and meet your mother. We think he doesn't know where the drugs and smuggled items are at all, so he should introduce other people in the group to you or your mother , you have to be mentally prepared."

"Um……"

Lan Mingsu smiled as the guitar sound came from the left earbud.Since Jian Shaomei became an undercover agent, the team did not dare to neglect, and has started to protect him 24 hours a day, even Lan Mingsu has to wear earplugs at all times.Therefore, even if things suddenly become urgent, there is no need to make any preparations.

Lan Mingsu picked up his briefcase: "I'm going to work."

The pens in the briefcase made a clashing sound.

recent……

He is a little free.

Since that night, Jian Shaomei had been "cold and sick" for three days, but Guo Beilin was also interesting. He didn't know if he got any news, and he didn't ask anything about the whole thing. He just let him go to work when he recovered. among.Jian Shaomei's time is getting tighter and tighter, most of the time she eats and sleeps in the recording studio, even if she goes out, it is to promote the new song.

Lan Mingsu sat in the driver's seat, turned on his phone, and looked at a photo that went viral on Weibo.

It was a profile photo of Jian Shaomei.

Finally... showing his face.Just after a taped interview.

Jian Shaomei's appearance has always been a mystery, and he complained that this person must not look very good, and who is good-looking and still dare not show his face?And talent is just like that, even if there are a few good passages occasionally, but there is no personal style, it is not at the same level as Jay Chou.

The fans were heartbroken when they heard the words, and naturally they desperately supported him, saying that even being ugly is none of their business.But even though they say so, who doesn't want their favorite singer to slap them in the face?

So in the scuffle, Jian Shaomei finally posted a profile photo of herself.

[The interview has just ended, and the ice cream downstairs in the recording studio is only three yuan. 】

Even if the outline is not very clear, it can be seen that he is a person who can drive fans crazy, even if he only depends on his face to eat, he will not starve to death.So the fans burst into tears and rushed to shout, attracting a continuous stream of onlookers, and the number of fans exploded to 97 overnight.

[My little Jane is not ugly, I am glad]

【Don't worry about being a mother】

[I thought I would admit it even if I was ugly, whose mother thinks the child is ugly? 】

Lan Mingsu thought these comments were funny, and there were some who sent kisses and hugs and called him husband, so Lan Mingsu pretended not to see them.Jian Shaomei's specialty is attracting young female fans, he can't feel uncomfortable in his heart, this is what he expected from the beginning.

Just looking at myself, compared to him, I'm really... a bit free.

Qian Yao's attention was already on his mother, and he stopped staring at Jian Shaomei and him, and his life suddenly became more comfortable.

After driving to the office building, he came to his office unhurriedly, turned his pen and opened his book.

He is learning German now.

What he is best at is studying and taking exams. Other children are still learning how to write, but he can already read "Romance of the Three Kingdoms". Others are struggling with English, but he is already proficient in Japanese.He has never worried about the judicial examination, the British and American bar exams.He, Lan Mingsu, dare not say anything else, but studying and taking exams are things that can calm his mind.

After work started, he had no time to study, but Qian Yao forced him to relax.

After an unknown period of time, the sky outside gradually turned into a fire-like color, slowly getting darker.

It's time to get off work.Lan Mingsu stretched and closed the book.

The phone vibrated.

[Wait for me at the karaoke on XX Street tonight at 9 o'clock. 】

It's a text message from Jian Shaomei.

Lan Mingsu pursed her lips.

Singing karaoke again... [-] times this month already...

【Um】

Lan Mingsu picked up a few pens and threw them into his flattened briefcase.He opened the door and walked a few steps. Suddenly, his eyes moved slightly, his footsteps stopped, and he turned and quickly returned to his office.

Just sat down, only to hear the familiar laughter coming from the door.

"Big Lawyer Lan, your office is not bad." Qian Yao walked in with a well-tailored suit, twisting his fat body, and picked up a piece of porcelain placed next to the sofa as if he were at home, "Tell me about me, I This client has been with you for several months, and has never visited such a good place as you."

Lan Mingsu put away the documents on the table, and stood up respectfully: "It's all thanks to Mr. Qian."

"Sit, sit, you're welcome." Qian Yao crossed his legs and sat down on the opposite side of his desk, made a light gesture, and the two attendants quickly went out, closing the door tightly.

Qian Yao's face was friendly: "Mingsu, I treat you as if I treat you as my own son. Tell me what my two sons are, and I'd be happy if they were half as capable as you. "

"Mr. Qian won the prize, and the two young masters are rare talents."

"Hey... They all go to school abroad, and they don't know what they can do well, so they just know they want money." Qian Yao patted his legs and sighed, "It's really impossible to have no money these days, and it doesn't matter if you don't care, you are yourself Man, I won't go back and forth with you anymore, I'm here today to tell you something."

"Mr. Qian advises."

Qian Yao leaned forward and lowered his voice: "A few days ago, I heard something involving your mother. It was originally two years ago, and it was already covered to death. Then I heard that someone wanted to find you again recently. Mom's trouble. I was shocked when I found out, your mother's business is your business, and your business is my business, so I hurried to investigate and suppressed the whole thing."

As he spoke, he put a thick envelope on the table: "Look."

Lan Mingsu opened the envelope expressionlessly.Qian Yao is watching his every move, and he has been preparing for a long time, and now he can't make any mistakes.

As the documents were flipped over one by one, Lan Mingsu's face turned slightly blue, his little finger trembled slightly, he lowered his head, and slowly reloaded the documents.

Qian Yao looked at him with a half-smile.

Even the micro-expressions of surprise and fear for a moment are very real, which is not something ordinary people can pretend. Lan Mingsu either has excellent acting skills, or he is really frightened.

"Thank you, Mr. Qian, for taking care of my mother."

"Don't say that, everyone is on their own, so you don't need to be polite." Qian Yao smiled and said lightly, "But this matter is a bit difficult to deal with. Although I try my best to suppress it, I don't know how long I can suppress it."

Lan Mingsu hurriedly said: "Mr. Qian has worked hard. This matter is related to my mother. I can't make the decision myself. Otherwise, I don't know when Mr. Qian will have time to let my mother do something to eat together?"

"Why is this so embarrassing?" Qian Yao declined, making a gesture to stand up and leave.

"Mr. Qian... Listen to me, Mr. Qian." Lan Mingsu stood up a little nervously, and then smiled as calmly as possible, "Mr. Qian has been so kind to me from before, but I always don't appreciate it. There is always a resistance to money in my heart. Mr. Qian, listen to me, my mother is getting old, and I really can’t eat in prison anymore. Mr. Qian also has children. It is for the sake of making me filial to my parents. Mr. Qian and my mother Have a meal, okay?"

Qian Yao stopped, turned around to look at Lan Mingsu, and smiled as if changing his mind: "Mingsu, you are such a good boy... hey...your mother is really blessed. Also, whose child can Seeing the parents go to jail? How about this, you discuss it with your mother, let's have a meal together when you have time, and see how to deal with this matter."

"Thank you, Mr. Qian, thank you, Mr. Qian." Lan Mingsu hurriedly followed behind him, her voice choked, and sent him out the door.

"Okay, you stay here, I just came to tell you. Get off work soon, it's so late, you go to eat." Qian Yao said with a smile, waved his hands casually and left.

"Okay, good acting." The captain's excited voice came from the earbuds, "Lawyer Lan, one day you don't want to be a lawyer and go to act. I don't think it's unusual for you to win a Golden Globe."

"........."

Lan Mingsu was speechless.

"I'm going to prepare now. You have to find time to have a meal with your mother. Firstly, to show that you and your mother have a good relationship. Firstly, to tell Qian Yao that you really tipped off the news."

"……Um."

"Come back now?"

"No, go sing K songs."

"Then go and play, Jian Shaomei was arranged by Qian Yao for you, and life will be as usual."

Lan Mingsu picked up the briefcase and went downstairs.The sky had turned dark, and the roadside snacks and restaurants were also busy. Lan Mingsu drove in the busy car river.

The place Jian Shaomei was looking for was a bit remote. Lan Mingsu stopped and stopped on the road for more than an hour, and finally arrived at around 8:50.

The waiter led him to a small room with a single door at the back of the clubhouse.As soon as the door was opened, Jian Shaomei was already waiting with her guitar in her arms. Lan Mingsu looked at the drinks and dinner that had been prepared on the table, and politely said to the waiter, "Thank you, just send it here."

"If the two guests need anything, just ring the bell."

"OK, thanks."

The waiter closed the door tightly, and Lan Mingsu walked slowly to the sofa and sat down.Jian Shaomei had already thrown away the guitar, turned on the TV with the remote control, set it to "automatically play songs in a loop", and turned the volume to the maximum.

There was deafening singing all around.

Lan Mingsu took off his earplugs and put them on the table, Jian Shaomei also took off his own earplugs, sat on his lap with Lan Mingsu's waist in his arms, and said in a low voice, "Miss me?"

Lan Mingsu kissed the tip of his nose.

The captain asked them not to turn off the earplugs as much as possible, and Jian Shaomei came up with such a method.

"Did Qian Yao trouble you recently?" Jian Shaomei kissed his lips, "I wanted to find you a few days ago, but Guo Beilin wouldn't let me go..."

"Well, your work is important." Lan Mingsu's throat was a little dry, and he smiled silently.

"Did Qian Yao bully you again?" Jian Shaomei unbuttoned his shirt.

"No... I see that you are very busy at work."

"Well, I'm busy..." So I can't even do what normal lovers should and can do.

Lan Mingsu let him take off his clothes, closed his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "You have gained a lot of fans recently."

"Hmm..." Jian Shaomei lifted his shirt off, and quickly pressed the tip of her tongue against his neck.He seemed to be extremely thirsty and finally drank water, and his shortness of breath slowed down slightly, "There are too many fans..." But his mind is not on fans at all.

The tongue slid down the neck and chest, biting the red spot on the front chest, an evil fire rose from Lan Mingsu's abdomen, and he couldn't help making a slight groan.

"Call, let them not hear you here." Jian Shaomei licked vigorously with the tip of her tongue, and her voice became a little hoarse, "Call me."

A gasp escaped from Lan Mingsu's throat, which immediately dissipated into the music.His lips moved, and he couldn't help but let out another subdued moan.Jian Shaomei turned over emotionally and pushed him down, and her consciousness gradually went crazy: "Mr. Lan, Mingsu..."

Miss you, miss you so much.

Lan Mingsu stroked his head with difficulty.

I haven't seen you for more than ten days, so that's the result, right?