I see myself

After returning to Beijing from Yancheng, Fang Zhan fell asleep directly at the company, and only lay down for less than five hours in three consecutive days, being overwhelmed by various itineraries.

When Ruan Luo received the call, he was playing with Jiang Yansheng's father and KS's boss.

With the scorching sun and the breeze by the lake, Fang Zhan held the club and tilted his body slightly, looked at the direction opposite the lake, turned his left shoulder, swung the club, and then closed it.

A long shot.

"Pretty!"

Fang Zhan handed the rod to the caddy, humbled himself,

"It's because the wind direction was good just now."

Different courses have different terrains, and the experience they bring will not be repeated. There are 18 18-hole courses in total, and entertainment services such as spa and dining are also available. For those who really love golf, it can be regarded as an experience. holy place.

Jiang Qi put on the gloves, looking very interested,

"I've heard that a golf course has been built here for a long time. I've always wanted to come here to try it out, but I don't have the time. Today, I'm taking advantage of Mr. Fang."

Fang Zhan took a step back.

"If Director Jiang wants to come here in the future, just give his name, and we will also prepare special cue accessories for you."

He was tall and straight, standing on the left side of Jiang Qi with the ks boss, and on the other side was the female companion brought by Jiang Qi.

Jiang Qi swung the cue, not as sharply as Fang Zhan just did, he tried several angles before swinging the club down.

The ball flew in an arc in the air, he slowly retracted his gaze,

"This kind of thing is still handy."

After finishing speaking, he glanced casually at Boss KS again,

"However, Mr. Fang invested, so you might as well give it a try."

The boss of ks has been quietly following behind the two of them. Hearing this, he just added,

"Boss Fang's eyesight has always been very accurate."

The two were talking about the stadium, and it was Jiang Qishe who went to work with ks instead of logistics, which he was not good at.

But it's not easy to talk about such a large piece of land under Nengjing's feet, and it's not so simple to have a good vision.

Jiang Qi didn't try to guess whether Fang Zhanyue was doing this intentionally or casually, whether it was because of Yancheng or KS, anyway, the result was roughly the same, the things he decided would not change, and the things he promised would not go back on his word.

It's just that the younger generation is too popular, after all, it's a little uncomfortable.

He got in the car, motioned his female companion to sit in the back, chatted casually with Fang Zhan,

"I just met Ruan Dong yesterday, and I heard from him that you were very close to his boy?"

Fang Zhan smiled,

"A classmate with a good relationship."

Jiang Qi also laughed,

"Your father had a relationship with that kid's mother in the early years. I thought the family entrusted you to take care of it on purpose. Otherwise, Mr. Fang has such a good eye, why would he take over this mess?"

Fang Zhan's figure froze suddenly, as if he had been touched by the scales, and his eyes that were looking at the distance in a casual manner also showed a bit of determination.

After a while, he relaxed again, only the smile on his face faded, and the sun seemed to have lost the warmth of his body, his voice was a little low, still calm,

"My parents have always loved each other as before, and the meaning of Jiang Dong's words is not funny at all."

The golf cart has stopped, the two of them have not moved, and the surrounding area is also quiet.

Jiang Qi saw the change in his eyes, and thought for a while,

"However, Fang always doesn't need to care about casual chatting."

Fang Zhan looked back at him, but he couldn't see anything unusual, so he said:

"The French dishes here are very good. Director Jiang can try to see if he likes it."

Jiang Qi saw that he got out of the car first, and remembered the information he had checked in advance.

Fang Zhan was adopted.

Because Fang's father is infertile.

When they were eating at the table, the people at the table returned to their happy state. Fang Zhan's cell phone rang on the table, and it was Ruan Luo who had just been mentioned.

Jiang Qi made an excuse gesture, and continued to talk with the KS boss about how to persuade other people on the board of directors.

Fang Zhan turned to the bathroom and glanced at the French wall clock in the center of the restaurant.

I set off at noon and played a game, and the hour hand was already pointing to five o'clock.

Ruan Luo asked him briskly,

"Brother Fang, are you free tonight? I have reserved a seat at the Imperial Restaurant and I would like to treat you to dinner."

Although it was a question, the tone was very firm.

Fang Zhan looked at himself in the mirror.

His complexion seemed to be covered with a layer of soft veil, and only his eyes were still exposed, exuding a bit of coolness.

His reaction just now was too big, because he thought the matter had been dealt with by himself and buried it.

While thinking this way in my mind, I responded,

"I still have entertainment here, maybe it will be later, is that okay?"

Ruan Luo nodded, realizing that the person over there couldn't see her, and said ok again.

When the phone was hung up, that layer of soft yarn disappeared.

Only the young man's deep eyes remained.

……

He said he would be late, but Fang Zhan was still the one who arrived first.

He sat at the dining table by the window, ordered a few appetizers, handed the menu to the waiter, picked up his phone, and replied to the messages he had accumulated in the afternoon.

Jiang Yansheng's most simple and straightforward, routine reports and teasing for praise.

It seems that the defiant young master turned into a domesticated leopard in a few days, circling around the master's feet, trying to show off his beautiful patterns.

The seat in front of him was pulled, and Ruan Luo's voice sounded with a smile,

"Who is so happy to chat with, I didn't even notice it when I got close."

Fang Zhan was slightly taken aback, only to realize that there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

He put the phone down and put it aside, ignoring his jokes, raised his eyebrows slightly,

"I should ask, you are such a busy person, why do you have time to find me today?"

Ruan Luo looked like I wouldn't be sleepy when you mentioned this, she seemed to be full of taunting with high interest,

"I don't know which gods Lao Li offended. He was reported to have seized the copyright of the student's first author, and was suspended by the school."

His voice paused, like a test,

"You didn't do it, did you?"

Fang Zhan's eyes sank slightly, and he smiled lightly,

"I haven't seen you worry about me for so many days, but now I think of me."

Then slowly handed him a menu left by the waiter,

"I picked a few appetizers, and you can order the rest."

Ruan Luo didn't delve too deeply into it, and continued to tell him,

"The time of the suspension is also a coincidence. It just allows me to finish my thesis and graduate as soon as possible."

He stroked the bill a few times,

"but…"

"A classmate of mine is sick, and I have to go to the hospital to take care of her."

Fang Zhan hummed, ignored his words, and asked instead:

"Have you found out about the Yancheng project?"

Ruan Luo stopped writing and snapped his fingers, and the waiter behind him stepped forward knowingly and took the list.

The restaurant is on the 33rd floor, in the busiest part of Beijing. Sitting by the window and looking down from above, you can see the illuminated landmark buildings not far away, and you can also see the white lampposts around the bridge, illuminated by the lights. Covered stone pole.

Fang Zhan likes to eat by the window the most, and the view must be good.

It was the first time he came to this position, and it was Fang Zhan who brought him here.

At that time, he was still the illegitimate son of the Ruan family, and Fang Zhan was no longer the poor little friend who had only himself as a friend.

The relationship between the two seems like nothing has changed, and it seems like everything has changed.

For example, he knew that Fang Zhanming was taking care of him secretly, and while resisting, he passively accepted, and then told himself that it was okay, they were just friends.

But friends also have classes and gaps.

Fang Zhan noticed his silence, and opened his mouth lightly,

"Difficult to deal with?"

Ruan Luo suddenly smiled,

"It seems that I haven't asked you if you are injured."

Fang Zhan was taken aback,

"what?"

"Didn't the news say that you rescued them in the mudslide and were not injured?"

The expected concern, should be happy, but I feel a stone on my heart.

He thought Ruan Luo was too busy, didn't pay attention to the news, and didn't read the reports.

Fang Zhan stared at him for a while, then smiled,

"Not hurt."

The dishes ordered earlier have been served, Ruan Luo nodded,

"I can handle the internal affairs of the Ruan family by myself, so you don't have to worry about it."

Fang Zhan moved his chopsticks,

Suddenly feel dull.

Chapter [-]

When he was in school, Ruan Luo was always surrounded by crowds of people cheering. He paid attention to himself and others also paid attention to him.

Once, the school’s labor practice class organized an outing tour. Ruan Luo asked him which company he wanted to choose, and then filled in the same form as himself. He thought that Ruan Luo wanted to be with him, but from school to the company, He's messing around with other people.

Later, during the lunch break, I accidentally saw myself eating at the window alone, so I asked myself to eat with them, and asked the monitor of the same class to take care of me, scolding him for not knowing how to care about his classmates.

Others also laughed and asked if he and Ruan Luo had a good relationship.

Fang Zhan didn't make a sound.

Because the day before that, he had just heard Ruan Luo and his classmates talking lazily in the bathroom that Fang Zhan seemed a little too obsessive, and he didn't know the benefits of being too dependent on people.

It seems to have always been like this.

No matter whether his own situation is good or bad, between him and Ruan Luo, one side approached with a sense of proportion, while the other approached with a smile and kept away with a smile.

He's used to it, and occasionally wonders if it's worth it.

In the end, he simply gave up thinking, almost numb.

Anyway, the two are destined to have no results.

After a meal, Fang Zhan and Ruan Luo arrived at the parking lot on the second floor. He thought Ruan Luo had driven here by himself, but he didn't see the familiar license plate after scanning around.

He stopped in front of his car and looked back at him,

"Am I taking you back?"

Ruan Luo asked leisurely,

"Where are you waiting?"

"go home."

"Which house?"

Fang Zhan thought his question was interesting.

"Apart from my family and Fang's family, what else do you want to go back with me?"

Seeing that he didn't put on his coat after he came out of the restaurant, he was standing in front of the car, wearing only a white singlet, and opened the car door directly.

"Let's go, take you back and I'll go back to Fang's house."

Fang's family and company are located in different administrative districts of a city, and the distance between them is more than a dozen subway stations.In order to save time, he bought an apartment near the company after returning to China, and only came back to visit the two during the holidays or the rare free time.

This time something happened in Yancheng, so I should go back and have a look.

Ruan Luo walked to the co-pilot, followed him into the car,

"I haven't seen my uncle and aunt for a long time, so I'll be with you."

Fang glanced at him in the rearview mirror,

"Empty hands?"

Ruan Luo put on his seat belt, very confident,

"Uncle and aunt won't mind."

This is also true.

Ruan Luo has a cheerful personality, talkative and flattering when facing the elders, Fang's father and mother are also people who don't value family background.When he went to Fang's house for the first time, he teased Fang's mother to cook a few more of his favorite dishes, telling Fang Zhan to learn more from him.

After a long time, just like your own children.

own children...

Fang Zhan thought of Jiang Qi's words during the day again.

The car drove slowly in the night, passed through a tunnel, and only a section further on, it was almost to Fang's community.

Ruan Luo adjusted the display screen on his car, rummaged through it, and clicked on a salivary song that has recently become popular on short video software.

The mv on the screen is a college student with a fair face, who was also the one who first made singing popular. At this time, he was close to the camera on the screen, still beautiful.

Holding the steering wheel with both hands, Fang Zhan passed through the tunnel and drove up the slope. When the boy's voice sounded, he quickly glanced at it.

still smiling,

"When did you start listening to this kind of music?"

It's like he didn't recognize who was on the screen at all.

Ruan Luo leaned on the back of the car and hummed casually,

"Do you remember the school team in college? This guy is a junior in our class, and he played against us at that time."

Fang Zhan held the steering wheel calmly,

"I seem to have a little impression."

Then in the next second, I heard Ruan Luo's question,

"Really, I thought you two have been in touch."

The traffic light flashes at the intersection ahead, showing that there are five seconds left.

Fang Zhan stepped on the brakes directly, and the body of the belt swayed backwards according to the force, pressing against the line to stop.

He couldn't judge what Ruan Luo knew at the moment, he just asked,

"why do you say so?"

Ruan Luo's body moved forward with the force of inertia, and was stopped by the seat belt. After sitting upright, he tilted his head to look at him,

"No, sir, are you so excited?"

then laughed,

"Tsk, fortunately, I always thought that you were the kind of person who came out of the mud and didn't get stained. I wondered when you would find me a sister-in-law."

"What's the mess?"

"Didn't you raise a student? Lin Pingyao told me."

Lin Pingyao is the fresh meat in the MV just now.

The red light turned into a green light. With the body still and the air inside the car, the sound of the horn outside seemed to be filtered into silent particles by the air at this moment.

Fang Zhan started the car before the horn of the car behind him blew, distinguishing the meaning of his words,

"He said I raised someone?"

He didn't say it was a man or a woman, nor did he say it was him.

Ruan Luo nodded,

"I wanted you to introduce me tonight. After all, you've been abstinent for so many years. I'm a little curious about what kind of people can catch your eyes. I don't want so many people chasing you, so I can raise them by myself."

Fang Zhan's brows and eyes were hidden in the darkness, and he felt a little cold. He just felt that things were out of control one by one today.

How dare Lin Pingyao bring this kind of matter to Ruan Luo, and how does Jiang Qi, such a big man, know about Fang's father.

The car passed an automatic lifting pole, and then stopped steadily in front of a villa. Fang Zhan withdrew his thoughts and said lightly:

"Even if there was, it would have been divided long ago,"

looked at him again,

"It's not worth putting it in front of your eyes."

The lights in the car were still on, Ruan Luo curled the corners of his mouth casually,

"Then wait until you find a decent girlfriend."

……

There was no prior greeting, and when Fang Zhan pressed the password to enter, Fang's father and mother were sitting on the sofa watching TV together.

Hearing the notification sound of unlocking the lock, Fang's mother looked towards the door, and when she saw that it was Fang Zhan, she immediately opened her eyes and smiled, walked over with a pair of beige slippers, reached out her arms and hugged him regardless of the coldness,

"Look at Mommy's big baby."

He reached out and squeezed his shoulder under the suit,

"They're all starving."

Fang Zhan automatically ignored the sound of the big treasure, and the air-conditioning around his body disappeared when it touched the bright light in the villa, and it became another temperature.

Ruan Luo followed behind him and opened his arms wide.

"Aunt Li, come here and give me a hug too. Long time no see, I miss you so much."

Mother Fang covered her mouth with a smile,

"It's cold outside, hurry up and get inside to warm up."

Then he turned and wanted to go to the kitchen.

"Wait, mom will cut some fruit for you."

Fang's father couldn't stand it anymore, he stood up and stopped her,

"Let your son wash it off, it's not like he doesn't have long arms and legs as an adult."

Fang Zhan hung his coat at the door, walked over and hugged Fang's father briefly.

With warm eyes, he joked:

"Mom, sit down quickly, or my dad will kick me out of the house soon."

"He dares!"

Fang Zhan forced Fang's mother back on the sofa, and when he turned around and was about to sit on the other side with Ruan Luo, he caught a glimpse of his bewildered expression.

Seeing himself looking over, he smiled again.

Fang's mother asked the two of them how they were doing in a low voice, and when she heard Ruan Luo said that she had changed her thesis advisor, she was a little worried, and advised him not to take it to heart, and kept boasting.

In the end, Ruan Luo was praised to the point of asking for forgiveness, and started to reverse the output, and sat for a while before saying goodbye and leaving.

Fang Zhan went out to see him off in slippers, stood in front of the doorstep, watched him go to the calling car, and then called out to him,

"Xiaoluo."

Ruan Luo looked back at him, raised his eyebrows,

"Say."

Fang Zhan walked towards him,

"Don't always believe what other people say."

Then rubbed it on his head, laughed,

"Say hello to Auntie for me."

Ruan Luo hurriedly avoided his hand,

"I know, I know, shit, I have to go back to the laboratory, and my hair is ruined by you."

He turned around to get into the car, and when he was about to get into the car, he saw the young man standing under the lamp, his whole body glowing with warmth, and for some reason, he turned around and gave him a hug.

He backed away hurriedly as if he was afraid that he would push away, blinked,

"Let you feel the warmth of my brother, how about it, are you sick?"

The smell of cedar exploded at the touch, and Fang Zhan was stabbed before he could recover.

He smiled and pretended to be angry,

"Go away."

After the car turned a corner and disappeared, he stood there for a long time before returning to the room, saying hello to Fang's parents, and going upstairs to ask Wang Yan for Lin Pingyao's phone number.

He saved it before, but he deleted it after it was disconnected, along with other contact information.

The phone was picked up, but there seemed to be a number on the other end, and he asked cautiously:

"...President Fang?"

Fang Zhan's voice was cold, and he opened up and talked to him,

"Longteng Entertainment was signed by me for you, and the promotional package was also ordered by me. Lin Pingyao, do you want me to recall the content of the contract for you?"

The opposite party paused for a moment, then lowered his voice knowing his advantage,

"Brother, don't be angry, I just met Brother Ruan the day before yesterday, and I miss you so much..."

"I have a suggestion for you."

Fang Zhan interrupted him,

"If you don't want to find out about this person tomorrow, stop talking nonsense."

Lin Pingyao choked for breath, his face turned pale when he thought of Fang Zhan's way of getting along with him, and thought of the other person who didn't tell him not to speak, so he gritted his teeth,

"It's Jiang Shaojiang Yansheng."

"..."

Fang Zhan didn't think it was a big surprise.

"He didn't know how to find me. After hearing that I knew Brother Ruan, he asked me to... tell Brother Ruan about the relationship I had with you."

After speaking, he hurriedly argued,

"I didn't do exactly what he said, brother..."

"What did he give you?"

"...Longteng's shares."

He didn't hold many shares in Longteng, but Jiang Yansheng was really generous.

"Brother, you also know my situation. The family has been waiting for me to get the money, and I can't help it. Don't be angry with me."

Fang Zhan listened calmly, didn't he give enough money? Obviously, he was greedy in his heart, wanting to take advantage of both sides without offending.

So suppressed the anger in my heart, smiled lightly,

"Pingyao, you know my temper."

His tone softened, but the choked begging voice on the phone disappeared instantly as if his throat had been cut off.

Fang Zhan loosened his collar, and after hanging up the phone, he became more and more irritable.

His fingertips rested on the three words Jiang Yansheng, and then let go, watching the call interface pop up, beeping and being automatically hung up because the time was too long, his eyes were dim.

At night, he had another dream after a long absence, but the dream was not from Jiang Yansheng's perspective.

He seemed to be hanging in the air, looking at Jiang Yansheng as if he was kneeling in front of a tomb, holding a bouquet of flowers in his hands, with a sad expression, he walked closer, trying to see who was in the photo on the tombstone. Turn around and change the scene again.

The little boy huddled behind the curtain, outside was a man and a woman quarreling, he was holding something in his hand, hugged himself tightly, the quarrel gradually stopped, the light in the room changed from white to dark yellow and then disappeared, the little boy with his head buried all the time The boy started shaking, then jumped out of the curtain and turned on the light.

When the light came on, Fang Zhan could clearly see the boy's appearance, the panic in his eyes and the things in his hands.

- A lighter.

That was Xiao Jiang Yansheng.

But Jiang Yansheng was not afraid of the dark, and he never brought such things with him.

The author has something to say: help me, why can I never write Gong as a Gong mother, how can I write such a bad thing

Chapter [-]

Fang Zhan was woken up by the phone ringing the next morning.

Jiang Yansheng's tone was smug,

"How about it, I just called you at the time when you got up, human-shaped alarm clock, wake up for free."

Fang Zhan held the phone away from his ear, saw the time on it clearly, got up and sat on the bed, and said:

"I called you last night."

"I know, I didn't see it on the plane, so I called you this morning to apologize."

"I also looked for Lin Pingyao."

Jiang Yansheng let out a cry,

"so what?"

Getting up in the morning got angry instantly, and Fang Zhan bit his words and repeated them again before saying:

"This is my own business, Jiang Yansheng, in what capacity are you intervening?"

"Friend, seeing you have been in love for many years, isn't it just right for me to help you push?"

Jiang Yansheng made jokes, and his tone became a little cold.

"You won't be so simple as to think that I will really let you like another person."

After a pause, he added,

"Still useless trash."

Fang Zhan was so angry that he laughed instead.

"Where are you now?"

After getting off the plane last night, he was sent to a party by several petty officers to help him. Jiang Yansheng looked at the fallen people everywhere in the room, rubbed his forehead,

"Over here at Wangjiao, I happen to send you an address, and you ask the driver to pick me up to the company."

The room was in a mess, and on the large flat floor with no partitions, there were scattered food, cups, and messy clothes thrown on the white plush blanket and collapsed people.

Jiang Yansheng hung up the phone over there, lay down on the sofa for a while, then got up, stepped over the small legs that hadn't woken up, and prepared to go to the upstairs room to wash up.

The upper and lower floors of the house are all small, and there is also a room specially prepared for him.

He pushed open the door, only to find that someone was already lying in the room, but not on the bed, but on the floor.

The light shone on the dark floor, and the fallen man was still holding a syringe, the needle point gleaming in the sun, and white powder scattered beside it.

He is not a person who doesn't know everything, and this scene makes it difficult for him not to doubt.

Jiang Yansheng cursed, then went downstairs, kicked Fa Xiao who was just lying next to him,

"Get the fuck up for me."

Qiao Rui, who was kicked, clutched his stomach in pain in confusion, tried his best to open his eyes to see the person in front of him, and was not afraid of him, muttered a few words, and then wanted to grab the pillow beside him and cover his head again.

Jiang Yansheng directly grabbed his hair and dragged it away.

"Fuck, fuck, my lord, why the hell are you crazy?"

Qiao Rui regained consciousness for a moment, and grabbed his wrist with a splitting headache, trying to break free.

"Who's in my room?"

"Who, who dares to enter your room?"

Jiang Yansheng let go of his hair, pushed to the side hard, stopped,

"Go up by yourself."

There was a sound of crackling glass shattering, and Qiao Rui wanted to get angry when he felt the stickiness behind him being wet with wine, and looked up at him standing there with a cold face, feeling a little frightened.

Finally, leaning on the corner of the table, ignoring the wounds on his hands that were scratched by the shards of glass, he walked upstairs with a gloomy face.

Someone had already been woken up by them. Seeing this, they looked at each other and hesitated for a while, fearing that something might happen, they followed them upstairs.

There was a circle of people outside, Qiao Rui entered the house, kicked them awake when he saw the powder on the ground, and then vented his anger to the outside,

"Whatever you look at, get out of here."

Jiang Yansheng watched coldly, stopped him,

"Stand here."

After glancing around, he turned to Qiao Rui and said:

"I would like to hear who is so courageous to put this kind of thing in front of my eyes."

The person lying on the floor just now woke up, stood in the corner with a slumped expression, and secretly glanced at Qiao Rui's expression, the people who followed also felt regretful, and neither side wanted to offend.

Qiao Rui wiped his face and smiled,

"Yansheng, let's forget about it today, this person is not sensible, I will help you clean it up."

Jiang Yansheng took two steps forward, pulled his collar and pushed him against the wall behind him, staring at him intently,

"What do you mean, maybe you still have one?"

As he spoke, he rested his arms on his neck and rummaged into his pockets.

After noticing anything, Qiao Rui's expression softened a bit, and Qiao Rui took the opportunity to speak, laughing,

"How is it possible, I never touch these things. I set up this game yesterday, so you should do me a favor."

The two were in a stalemate when there was a sudden knock on the door downstairs.

Someone who just woke up downstairs didn't know the situation above, cursed, opened the door and said:

"Who?"

The people upstairs tensed up when they heard the voice. Qiao Rui stared at Jiang Yansheng, but also froze, and his voice was raised twice.

"You don't fucking call the police, do you?"

The elevators here either need to swipe the card or enter the password. Although they may not be able to get out if they are locked in, it is another matter to let the elders in the family know.

Jiang Yansheng also frowned.

Fang Zhan went upstairs according to the password on his mobile phone. When he saw the door opened, he politely didn't look inside and said:

"I'm here to pick up Jiang Yansheng."

The door of the room was open, and a familiar voice came through the empty and silent space.

Jiang Yansheng froze, and then remembered that he forwarded the message Qiao Rui sent to him in the morning, with the password on it.

He let go of Qiao Rui, patted his pockets with both hands, and turned around to leave when he realized that he didn't have his mobile phone with him.

Stepped out, looked back at Qiao Rui, and warned:

"no next time."

After speaking, he hurried down.

Everyone upstairs breathed a sigh of relief, Qiao Rui turned around and punched the man pretending to be a grandson in the corner, and then kicked him a few times in the crook of his leg, watching him kneel on the ground and hug his head to relieve his anger.

He walked out of the room and saw Jiang Yansheng didn't even take his cell phone on the stairs. He ran to the door and said something before returning to the room to find the cell phone and coat that had fallen on the floor and walked out quickly.

The moment he turned around and closed the door, there was an obvious smile on his face.

Jiang Yansheng was indeed pleasantly surprised. He thought that Fang Zhan would be angry with him for a few more days. Seeing him coming, his eyes lit up a little.

"Why didn't you ask the driver to pick me up? It seems quite far from the company."

The smell of tobacco and alcohol came over his face, Fang Zhan turned his head to the other side,

"I stayed at Fang's house last night, drop by."

Saying that, she hooked her lips to him through the mirror again,

"You are more or less helping my little lover now, and I have to take care of it."

The word "little lover" was deliberately accentuated. Jiang Yansheng glanced at him, but said nothing.

He also knew that Fang Zhan was angry, but since he was willing to show it, it was better than a secret poking cold war.

In the car, he began to slowly count the stakes again,

"I didn't want to break the relationship between the two of you. Since you will reveal your sexuality sooner or later, why don't you let yourself go earlier. The so-called long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. Before you, there is a lack of someone who dares to push you." Yes, as for me, I just came to save you, so that you can stop thinking about it earlier."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and smiled again, his eyes were a bit superior,

"After all, I am not afraid of your revenge."

Fang Zhan was thinking in his heart that you know what a fart, but he smiled on his face,

"According to Young Master Jiang, I still have to thank you."

Jiang Yansheng sat up a little bit upright, snorted,

"As long as you know."

As he said to Lin Hui, when it comes to money and power, only he wants it or not, not whether he dares to have it or not.

Even if Jiang Qi and Fang Zhan are involved in business, it is up to Jiang Qi himself.

After driving the car into the parking lot and stopping, Fang Zhan looked ahead and asked,

"Then if he doesn't resist, what are you going to do?"

Jiang Yansheng stopped holding the hand on the seat belt and smiled,

"Do you know what waste is?"

Without waiting for him to think, he continued,

"It is when I am inferior to others, I will only cling to blood-sucking while loathing and resisting."

The last two words determine the sex,

"nausea."

When he started to investigate Fang Zhan's past, he had already exhausted the people around him.

For example, why Fang Zhan did not like biology and took a second degree, why he was not interested, and finally he could patiently do the research of the Nature paper and submit it as the co-first author.

Jiang Yansheng didn't dare to think about it, he was afraid that when he looked at Fang Zhan, he would unconsciously regard him as an idiot.

To achieve this level, if it is said that it is brotherhood, the one who is said to be the beneficiary has never doubted it, who will believe it?

Green tea really can be filled by anyone.

Fang Zhan seemed to have no angry reaction when he heard his words, and said lightly:

"Jiang Shao is still cautious, otherwise the words will be heard by those who don't know..."

Turning to look at him again, pause every word,

"I thought you were scolding yourself."

Murder is heartbreaking, but that's it.

Outside is the busiest part of the capital, and the commotion can be vaguely heard from the wind, but Jiang Yansheng seems to have suddenly lost his hearing at this moment, and only those light and smiling words came over.

Surprisingly able to surpass the taunts and cold eyes of the previous 20 years, accurate and ruthless, like a sharp knife, blood dripping in an instant.

He lowered his eyes and maintained the movement of pushing the car door. After a long time, he looked up at him with a smile on his lips.

"You're right, I'm no different."

Using the family's money to take advantage of the family's power, he also regarded Jiang Qi as an enemy.

He pushed the door open and walked out.

After Fang Zhan said it, he felt a little regretful. He got out of the car, walked forward a few steps, and grabbed Jiang Yansheng's arm.

"Jiang Yansheng..."

Jiang Yansheng was still about to move forward, so he used his strength to forcefully turn the person over, and then found that the person in front of him was trembling all over.

My heart shrank suddenly, as if being held tightly by someone.

"you…"

He frowned, then hesitated for a moment, pulled the person closer together, and said slowly:

"I made a slip of the tongue just now. I didn't mean to insult you. I said that you are very good. You are much better than I imagined. I just because..."

Just as the name was about to be spoken, the person in his arms raised his head and bit him suddenly.

The teeth were grinding on his Adam's apple, making him feel suffocated when he stopped his voice, biting and sucking moistly and vigorously seemed to swallow him into the stomach mixed with flesh and blood.

Jiang Yansheng leaned close to his ear, took a deep breath quickly, his eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth,

"Fang Zhan, don't fall into my hands."

Otherwise, I'll fucking fuck you up on the bed sooner or later.

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