The ice beauty I fancy is a big snake attack!

After Duan Shaohong said that, all the security guards present were taken aback, and their hands that were about to grab him were frozen in the air.

And Lin Shen was also taken aback.

This name is a bit familiar, where did I hear it?

He swept the wolf's tail from top to bottom, and frowned.

If what he expected is correct, the wolf tail in front of him is the one who was born to Xu Nuocheng's biological mother, the fake young master!

Lin Shen looked at Xu Nuocheng.

And the latter watched the scene in front of him coldly, with a hint of boredom and disgust between the picturesque eyebrows.

The security guards retreated in the greeting of Xu Nuocheng. The moment the gate was closed, Duan Shaohong took off his sunglasses, folded them, and stuck them on his neckline.

His disdainful eyes glanced at Xu Nuocheng in the wheelchair, and then at Lin Shen beside him.

After squinting his eyes, he took a big step and sat down on the sofa opposite Yun Nuocheng.

"Yunuocheng, your environment here is good. Being a big boss is great. One person, one building, endless money, you can take care of whoever you want."

Duan Shaohong leaned on the sofa, stretched his arms naturally, and crossed his legs.

The bright leather shoes faced Xu Nuocheng who was directly in front of him. When he said the word nurturing, his gaze slid past Lin Shen intentionally or unintentionally, and then looked at the lunch box containing wontons on the table in front of the two of them. .

He smacked his lips in disgust.

"What is this? Is this for people to eat? Sure enough, even if you become a big boss, you can't get rid of the disability in your bones! No wonder Mom abandoned you back then. How can you be worthy of a disability like you?" The name of the young master of the previous Duan family."

"But big brother, thanks to your self-knowledge, you changed your name early, otherwise I would have the same surname as you, and I would feel that I have also contracted your disability!"

Yun Nuocheng glanced at him coldly, as if saying 'I'm not your big brother'.

Duan Shao naturally understood, he had troubled Nuo Cheng so many times, so he naturally knew what Nuo Cheng's expression at this time meant.

I also know that the last thing a man wants to hear from his mouth is the word 'big brother'.

But Xu Nuocheng didn't want him to do what he wanted to do.

"Brother, that's what I like about you—always know where you are."

"From the day you were in a car accident, you should have known that the glamorous Duan family would not allow any flaws, let alone your disability. We are destined to live in the light, and you, the disability People can only live in the gutter, hiding and hiding, never seeing people."

Duan Shaohong smiled arrogantly, got up, walked in front of Yan Nuocheng, glanced over the window, and glanced at the station sisters and fans who were still crowded outside Yaorui's gate.

"Actually, I quite understand why you want to start an entertainment company. After all, your legs are disabled, and it doesn't matter how beautiful you are and how popular you are in the entertainment industry for many years. People will look at you strangely and look at you. The crippled body of your wheelchair."

"And starting an entertainment company is like a bird that has lost its wings. Knowing that it can no longer fly, but wants to watch other birds soar into the sky, and watch them fulfill dreams that you will never be able to fulfill."

"But brother, what a coincidence, the more you want to do something, the less I will let you succeed!"

"Did the recent reports about Long Xing annoy you? Have you ever wondered why Long Xing suddenly targeted SAS so much? They suddenly exposed their scandals, not other artists?"

"Of course it was my idea!"

"I forgot to tell you. I joined Longxing and officially became a trainee. Counting the days, I'm going to debut, that is, at the same time as your company's SAS group."

"Don't you want to watch others fulfill your dreams? Don't you pin your hopes on others? Don't you train successors one after another?"

"I want to crush your dreams, shatter your hopes, and destroy the artists you cultivated one by one!"

"I will shatter all your hopes and dreams, make you fall from high places again and again, repeat the pain you have experienced over and over again, and only drag your disabled body to survive!"

Speaking of this, Duan Shaohong was almost insane, and he was even more eager to vent his anger. He looked at Yun Nuocheng's posture in the wheelchair, and the fierceness in his eyes was about to overflow.

"Brother, I have been tortured by this incident recently. It's really hard for you. You have to care about the company's affairs and solve the hidden rules of artists with a sick body."

"Things haven't been clarified yet, whether it's an unspoken rule or not is unknown."

When Xu Nuocheng, who had been silent for a long time, heard this, he glanced at him. There was no emotion in his eyes, as if he was looking at something trivial, or even worse than nothing.

Duan Shaohong, who was arrogant just now, was a little startled as if he didn't expect that Xu Nuocheng would interrupt him.

"Hey, this is defending that artist. Is it Lin Shen, the artist who suddenly became popular? Did he also crawl over your bed, or why would you defend him like this?"

"Brother, I'm so curious. Does that artist named Lin Shen know that you protect him so much? Are you in harmony on the bed, can you move your disabled legs? Really, it's not good to be liked by anyone, but you are liked by me, really. It's disgusting!"

"However, I heard that the artist in your family has a weak personality. He must have seen your disabled legs when he climbed into the bed. Even though he was disgusted, he wouldn't say anything? No wonder he defends him so much. Only this kind of person doesn't dislike him. You are disabled."

"But so what, you are a disabled and flawed person, no matter how much money you earn, how much reputation you get, and how many people don't dislike you and are willing to climb your bed, it can't change the fact that you are disabled and disgusting."

Duan Shaohong pursed his lips in disgust, stared at Nuo Cheng in the wheelchair with disgust, stretched out his hand and pressed the table in front of him, leaned over, looked into Nuo Cheng's cold eyes, and said every word.

"So, let me tell you Xu Nuo Cheng!"

"Don't try to go back to the Duan's family. I don't care what mother's consideration is to admit you back, but I will never allow this kind of thing to happen. The Duan family only has, and will only have, my young master!"

"And you, don't deserve—"

The moment the word 'with' spewed out of Duan Shaohong's mouth along with the saliva, he suddenly felt a chill on the tip of his nose.

A magazine about "Garbage Sorting" was placed against the end of his nose, blocking his saliva and his entire face in front of the title page.

Duan Shaohong:?

With his downcast eyes in astonishment, he happened to see the magazine on the tip of his nose, on which was written a sentence "What kind of rubbish are you"?

Duan Shaohong: "..."

The moment before the mouth was drooling, Lin Shen had already lifted a book, and bounced back Duan Shaohong's entire face and the spout of saliva that had already prostrated himself, blocking it from the book .

Xu Nuocheng, who was looking at Duan Shaohong just now, could only see the cover of the magazine the next moment, and could no longer see the dying human being in front of him.

Watching this scene, Xu Nuocheng turned his indifferent eyes, and looked at Lin Shen beside him in surprise.

And Lin Shen was also watching him, only watching him from beginning to end.

I lip-synced with him, and faintly said three words: "Don't look, it's dirty!"

Then, using the magazine that said 'what kind of trash are you', holding Duan Shaohong's exquisite but disgusting face, he was thrown aside like trash.

Duan Shaohong, who was pushed away, waited for a long time before recovering from the shock and surprise.

After figuring out what happened just now, he pointed at Lin Shen angrily.

"You...you...who are you? How dare you do this to me?"

"I, I, I..." Lin Shen imitated Duan Shaohong's stuttering and tone, and smiled coldly.

"What a coincidence, I am the bed-climbing artist you mentioned—Lin Shen!"

"It's also the cowardly and unresisting artist you mentioned—Lin Shen!"

"It's still the entertainer you care about bed problems and disharmony—Lin Shen!"

"Master Duan Weiyi, I would like to ask, do you sell sex toys in your house? You don't care if I don't get along with you in bed—?"

The author has something to say:

Duan Shaohong: Brother, actually I quite understand you.

Xu Nuocheng: You understand what a fart!

A word of love every day:

I have no fear of your partiality.