After being scum by me, the scum attacked me and ran away [Transmigration Book]

There is no reason to pick up things that are thrown into the trash can.

So Ye Moren snatched the door and came out with the snail powder, and Lu Yule just managed to snatch the door back.

The snail powder is not kept.

What to do if you don’t keep it, just order another one.

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Ye Moren was left in anger, Lu Yule was also angry, and immediately turned his grief into appetite when he returned, and had a full meal.Facing the cold vegetable porridge on the table, he paused, poured it all into a bowl, and went out.

When it arrived, the little milk dog had already woken up, and when it saw Lu Yule walking a long way, it was barking in a milky voice, wagging its tail happily.

Lu Yule squatted down, put the bowl of porridge in front of the dog, "Do you want to eat?"

"Wang!"

The milk dog barked excitedly, and without picking it up, he lowered his head to the bowl that was bigger than his own head, and started to plan the rice.

"I feel sick after eating the food you cooked."

Lu Yule still remembered Ye Moren's contemptuous tone when he said this.

Tch, as expected, he is a man who dominates the boss as soon as he makes a move, and he doesn't understand the sufferings of the world.

"It's so delicious——" Lu Yule raised his eyebrows, and Wu'an reached out his hand kindly, and slapped the milk dog's head violently, causing it to bury its whole face in the porridge bowl by surprise, looking up, mouth A few rice grains are stuck on the circle.

This not-so-good-looking little dog looked at Lu Yule condemningly with wet eyes like black grapes, as if saying: I'm not a human, but you are really a dog.

"Hahaha."

Lu Yule laughed.

After it finished eating, Lu Yule simply cleaned up the dog bowl and dog house, and said to the little milk dog who wanted to keep him to play with it and was crazily fawning: "If I see you again, I will eat dog meat hot pot without hesitation." .”

As [Lu Yule], he will accept whatever needs to be accepted unconditionally.

But as Lu Yule, no way.

He can't have any concerns or emotions about the world that have nothing to do with the characters. This is not a good thing. What's more, it will only make him feel more guilt and entanglement when he chooses to stand by while knowing the tragic ending of the characters.

must dodge.

Emotional bombs sugar-coated with fakery.

Lu Yule had no class in the morning, so he went back to sleep after breakfast.

Dreaming of something unpleasant, Lu Yule woke up startled and fell asleep again and again, unable to distinguish between dream and reality for a while.

When he woke up at noon, Lu Yule, who was hungry, thought of Ye Moren, who was kicked away this morning by himself, and who also gave him snail noodles.

Stealing food behind his back, still caring about food and not caring about others, is it considered a lowly person who is set up by others?

Hey, let's get it back in a decent way.

Slag Gong can't let Slag Gong find out that the persona is a cheap person who loves him and is even willing to die for him, in fact - he doesn't want to fuck him at all.

What if it is written like in other passages, those cheap substitutes suddenly become arrogant and ignore the slag Gong, leave arguing, get divorced, and slag Gong thinks: Oh, this damn sweet man dares to ignore me, love love Then he chased his wife to the crematorium and took the Shuangwen route. If he wanted to return to the real world, he would be in trouble.

Lu Yule scratched her hair, jumped up from the bed, went downstairs to order food, and asked for a love bento.

On the way to Ye Moren's company, Lu Yule sent him a message first, but no one replied.

It's enough to show enough, this love bento is thrown away, anyway, it's not his love, it's just the money he spent.

When he got downstairs from the company, Lu Yule looked up.

Very good, exactly as described in the book. The office building with hundreds of floors soars into the sky. Mr. Ye is on the 88th floor. Whenever night falls, he stands in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows sipping red wine, overlooking this city with every inch of land——

None of these dog presidents are afraid of heights.

Lu Yule joined the company. It was obvious that his face was very famous on the Internet recently, and people who came and went would glance at him intentionally or unintentionally.

The front desk also knew about him, but he was told by his own president that he didn't want to see this person, so he could only serve with a smile: "Hi, Mr. Ye just went out."

Lu Yule didn't doubt that there was something else, "Then when will you Boss Ye come back?"

The lady at the front desk: "We don't know about this, sorry."

"Thank you." Lu Yule didn't bother: "Then please help me—"

Before he finished speaking, Lu Yule saw Ye Moren coming out of the elevator. He leaned sideways and lowered his head slightly, his stern brows and eyes softened a little, and he was patiently listening to the people next to him.

Lu Yule looked at the young lady at the front desk.

The lady at the front desk smiled awkwardly: "...haha, when will Boss Ye come back, I don't know hahaha..."

Lu Yule understood in an instant.

He cleared his throat, leaned slightly, restrained his expression, walked towards Ye Moren, and called softly: "My husband—"

Ye Moren and Lin Cheng stopped at the same time, looking at the unexpected visitor in front of them.

The two of them stand together to look like a good match, but Lu Yule, who is clearly the original partner, looks more like an outsider at the moment.

Ye Moren, whose ears were still red last night, seemed to be an illusion. He still showed disgust when facing Lu Yule, and said coldly, "What are you doing here?"

"I'm worried that you won't eat at noon," Lu Yule said as he took out a bag of bento from behind, with a docile look, "I made it for you."

Ye Moren refused without hesitation: "No, throw it away."

Just as Lu Yule was about to agree, Lin Cheng suddenly reached out and took the paper bag, opened it and looked at it, "Wow, there are so many dishes. Brother Lu, you are so skillful, I can blow up the kitchen just by cooking noodles, Silly."

"Brother Ye, this is his wish, so you can take it and eat something." Lin Cheng said, "We will make an appointment for the next meal. Anyway, I can make an appointment at any time when I come back."

Lu Yule couldn't figure out what this little green tea wanted for a while, but he didn't want to ruin the chance for the two of them to get along and warm up.

"No need, you guys have made an appointment, so I'll take it back and eat it myself." Lu Yule reached out to take it, nodded slightly, and was about to leave.

"Brother Lu!"

When Lin Cheng wanted to say something, he grabbed the paper bag and pulled it hard. The two boxes of bento fell to the ground, and the delicately decorated food was scattered all over the floor.

Tastes out of place here.

The veins on Lu Yule's forehead twitched, and he clenched his fists.

Hold on, do you still want to go home.

Lin Cheng knew that he had made a mistake, so he quickly withdrew his hand and stood there in embarrassment, saying "I'm sorry, I'm sorry" and was about to squat down to clean up.

An arm stopped his movement.

Ye Moren remained expressionless, "Whoever brought it will clean it up."

Lin Cheng was in a hurry: "Brother, what are you talking about, this was originally my fault."

Ye Moren didn't reply, and locked Lu Yule's face tightly with those calm black eyes. Seeing someone biting his lips tightly, his eyes were almost full of water, and his expression was sad. Anyone who saw it couldn't help but feel soft-hearted. .

except him.

Lu Yule has nothing to sympathize with.

So Ye Moren confronted Lu Yule silently, even though more and more people were watching the fun, whispering and discussing something.

Ye Moren glanced at the time, and urged indifferently: "Hurry up, don't dawdle."

Lu Yule took a deep breath: "..."

Even if he really has no feelings for Ye Moren, in the current scene, Lu Yule still feels a mixture of anger, repression and bitterness inexplicably.

Everyone was watching his jokes.

Lu Yule lowered his eyes, hesitated for a moment, and was about to bend down to pick up the leftovers that fell on the ground.

"I'm fucking you!"

Jiang Yizhen's voice suddenly broke into the stalemate crowd loudly. He ran so fast that the hat used to cover him flew away, and the mask was also taken off. Cheng, protected Lu Yule behind him.

Jiang Yizhen turned into an old hen protecting its cubs, rolled up his cuffs and grabbed Lin Cheng's collar, staring fiercely and said, "Fuck you, what do you want!"

"Don't do this." Lu Yule stepped forward and grabbed Jiang Yizhen, frowned and scolded: "How can you move your mouth!"

Then he raised his hand, and slapped the unguarded Lin Cheng straight across the face with a crisp slap.

Lin Cheng:? ? ?

Jiang Yipal:? ? ?

Everyone in the audience:? ? ?

"A gentleman doesn't move his hands but doesn't speak, don't you know the truth?!" Lu Yule was still yelling at Jiang Yizhen in a serious manner, as if he wasn't the one who slapped him just now.

Jiang Yizhen was stunned for a moment, and shouted even louder: "They bully you, I don't care what the hell they do!"

With that said, Jiang Yizhen raised his foot and stepped on Lin Cheng's foot hard.

The moment the pain hit, Lin Cheng, who was defenseless again, opened his eyes wide, "..."

Lu Yu was happy to see that his friends were already on the road, so he continued to argue loudly, "I just like Ye Moren, there's nothing I can do, just leave me alone!"

He picked up the bento on the ground that contained the food that hadn't been spilled out, and gave him a wink: "So what if he doesn't care if I made it with my own hands! I just like him to death."

"You idiot!" Jiang Yizhen hesitated, grabbed Lu Yule's collar and whispered in his ear: "Lele is reluctant to knock over the bento you made with your own hands."

Lu Yule: "Forgot? I cook in the dark."

"That's right." Jiang Yizhen took two steps back and continued to growl, "What's so good about him! There are men with one fried dough stick and two eggs everywhere in the world!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand, and ruthlessly knocked over the whole bento in the direction of Ye Moren and Lin Cheng, and the soup filled with vegetables flew out, splashing them all over.

Ye Moren: "..."

Lin Cheng's beautiful face was almost distorted into a twisted shape.

"What are you doing splashing on others! Do you know etiquette!"

"I don't care if I don't listen to bastard's chanting!"

"You dare to say that I am a bastard, Lao Sun will fight with you!"

"Eat my punch!"

Lu Yule and Jiang Yizhen glanced at each other, understood the other's hint, pinched each other's necks and stared at each other, accusing each other aggressively and walked towards the company's entrance, the people watching the show subconsciously gave way for the two of them road.

Just like that, the two of them walked out of the building of the Ye Group, intact and intact.

"Put on your hat." Lu Yule put the peaked cap back on Jiang Yizhen's head, and led him into his car.

Lu Yule thanked him from the bottom of his heart: "Thank you."

Jiang Yizhen waved his hand, "Why are you being polite to me?"

Lu Yule smiled, and must admit that when Jiang Yizhen rushed out at that moment, even though it was clear that it was just a paper character, a gap was pried open in the iron wall of his heart, it was small, but it was enough to move his face.

He asked, "Why are you here?"

Jiang Yizhen: "I was shooting nearby, and my colleague took a picture of me saying you're here, and then I came over."

Lu Yule nodded, "The filming is over? Do you want to have dinner together?"

Jiang Yipal: "No, I've made a reservation for your time tonight, let's go have a good time."

Lu Yule agreed to come down.

"By the way, I'll let you listen to the new song I'm going to launch." Jiang Yizhen took out his phone, clicked on the tape, and the soothing and noise-free music slowly flowed in the car.

"Imagination traps you in a cage, and the unspeakable truth is forgotten by you. Looking back, I..."

The male voice sang in a low voice.

Lu Yule didn't speak, and listened to the song with peace of mind, but his expression became more and more subtle.

Jiang Yizhen has a good-looking face and good acting skills, but he didn't realize that his five tones are not all male duck voices? ? ?Or are people with good looks so blindly confident? ? ?

After the song was played, Jiang Yizhen blinked, looked at Lu Yule expectantly, and praised, "How is it?"

"Well—this song," Lu Yule paused, and said in words: "It's a song that has a lot of capital when you listen to it."

Jiang Yizhen frowned: "What do you mean?"

Lu Yule glanced at him, stopped at the red light, and said, "We need a million, no, tens of millions of sound repairers."

Jiang Yizhen: "..."

"I'll give you another chance to praise me."

Lu Yule swallowed her saliva, "It's so good, it's sure to be a hit, so I'll support Brother Yixi with a thousand albums first."

Jiang Yizhen smiled in satisfaction, and retracted the unsheathed but threatening dagger that was on Lu Yule's aorta.

After sending Jiang Yizhen back to the set, Lu Yule sat back in the car and looked at the trending searches on the entertainment section.

There are no trending searches about what happened in the building at noon this afternoon.

Ye Moren should have come forward to suppress it.

That's good.

As soon as the video of making a fuss in the company building at noon comes out, Jiang Yizhen, who is already known in the entertainment industry for his violent temper, will definitely gain a lot of black fans again.

"Fuck, it's too hard to be cheap."

Lu Yule complained, although in the real world he is also the party B who is oppressed by life, but he wants to save face and protect his little self-esteem very well. This lowly and humble person is simply testing his bottom line back and forth!

If Jiang Yizhen hadn't appeared just now, Lu Yule wouldn't have obediently picked up his lunchbox and fled.

Lin Cheng changed into clean clothes.

Rinse your cheeks with water and rub them vigorously, but you can't get rid of the feeling of being tightly bound.

Ye Moren knocked on the door outside, "Are you ready?"

Resentment flashed across Lin Cheng's eyes, and he opened the door with a forced smile, "Okay, brother Mo Ren has been waiting for a long time."

"It's okay." Ye Moren glanced at Lin Cheng's blushing half of his cheeks, paused, and said, "I'll let him apologize to you."

Lin Cheng nodded, and said sensiblely, "Brother Lu and I must have some misunderstanding, just solve it."

Ye Moren responded calmly, without looking down at Lin Cheng, because of guilt, he only said: "...don't let Uncle Lin know about this."

The smile on Lin Cheng's face almost froze.

Ye Moren was protecting that person.

This cognition popped out of Lin Cheng's mind at once.

Ye Moren also knew that he was sorry for Lin Cheng in the way he handled this matter, but if Uncle Lin knew that his precious son was being bullied, ten Lu families would not be enough to play with.

Lu Yule he——

It will be very dangerous.

Ye Moren pinched the base of his nose, feeling a little irritable when he remembered what happened just now, he frowned slightly and said, "I'm sorry, I owe you a favor."

Lin Cheng paused, then forced a smile and said, "Okay."

At night, Lu Yule and Jiang Yizhen went to the biggest and most luxurious bar in the city. They didn't ask for a private room, so they just sat in the corner and had a good time with the crowd.

Exhausted from high, the two went back to their respective homes.

The villa was pitch black, Lu Yule reached out to turn on the light in the living room, and was startled by Ye Moren, who sat silently on the sofa like a ghost, staring at him quietly with eyes like stagnant water.

But what happened at noon this afternoon made Lu Yule not want to pay attention to Ye Moren now.

He nodded slightly, and after saying hello, he quickened his pace and was about to go upstairs.

Ye Moren said: "Stop."

Lu Yule's footsteps paused, his mind raced at high speed, and when he turned around, his eyes were red, and he felt wronged, "What's wrong?"

Ye Moren froze slightly when his eyes touched his tears, and he didn't say anything. He didn't know why the perpetrator was wronged first, "Tomorrow, I will apologize to Chengcheng face to face."

"it is good."

Lu Yule agreed without hesitation, after all, he was the one who was beaten up and had to accept the apology he didn't want to accept, not him.

And thinking about it, Lin Cheng got slapped innocently because Lu Yule didn't dare to hit Ye Moren.

The one in front of him should really be slapped.

Blame him for being cowardly.

Lu Yule sniffed, "Is there anything else?"

Ye Moren didn't expect that Lu Yule would agree so quickly, and thought that this person would ask why in a hoarse voice, so he squinted at him with some unknown meaning, and said in a cold tone, "It's all right."

"Ye Moren, they all think I'm pathetic, and I think so too."

Lu Yule slowly walked towards the person sitting on the sofa, and tears fell unconsciously after substituting the persona, and asked in a trembling voice, "You too, think so."

"……never mind."

Lu Yule didn't want to say more, wiped away tears, turned around and was about to leave.

Ye Moren: "Are you sad?"

Lu Yule: "Yes."

"How sad?" Ye Moren got up, and the light shrouded Lu Yule into the shadow. He stretched out his fingertips and gently stroked the back of Lu Yule's neck, his deep eyes could not see any emotion: "What are you going to do tonight?" gone?"

The back of the neck was itchy, Lu Yule couldn't dodge it to no avail, so he could only bite the bullet: "Walking outside alone, there's nothing to do."

"..."

Ye Moren let go of his hand, took a step back, turned around and went upstairs.

He lied.

He smelled of bad tobacco mixed with messy perfume.

He is lying to him.