love, don't bother

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He hastily pressed the button to open the door twice, and when the elevator door opened a gap that was as wide as one person, he dashed out.

Adrian was sitting low in the back door of the car that was opened by a man in a black suit with blond hair and green eyes.

After the man closed the door, he raised his eyes, and his eyes met Lin Mo's who was standing behind the glass door.

Lin Mo's eyes paused, a little surprised.

He saw the man give him an English butler courtesy, then got into the car, and the black sedan drove away quickly.

Lin Mo knew that man, he was Adrian's assistant and housekeeper, Ludwig.

Judging by the posture, Ludwig should have followed them after they came out of the Lesters Hotel.

The cousin that Adrian said in the room didn't wait for him should be false again.

Lin Mo sighed softly, took off his glasses and rubbed between his brows, thinking what was going on.

Adrian asked about Margaret II, and Lin Mo told Yu Ci the next day.

Yu Ci was reading a proposal at the time, and when Lin Mo finished speaking, his attitude was so cold that he didn't even raise his eyes, as if this matter was not as important as the proposal in front of him.

Lin Mo really failed to get Yu Ci's meaning this time, he was stuck in front of the desk like a wooden stake.

Lin Mo was tall, and cast a large shadow, which happened to surround Yu Ci who was at the table.

Yu Ci slammed the signature pen on the proposal, and stared at Lin Mo fiercely, "Is there anything else?"

"..." Lin Mo looked at Yu Ci with innocent eyes.

Yu Ci impatiently took out the cigarette case, took out a thin white cigarette and lit it, took a deep puff, and exhaled a large cloud of white mist.

His pale and beautiful face and impatient eyes were hidden behind the white mist, and then he said slowly in a voice that was slightly hoarse from the smoke.

"The ring is given to you, so you can deal with it whatever you want. Throw it away or keep it, whatever you want."

Lin Mo knew that Adrian was with Yu Ci, so he had no chance.

The matter of the ring has temporarily changed, and Lin Mo never mentioned it to Yu Ci again.

But he himself didn't want to keep this extraordinary ring, he just thought that when Adrian came to ask him for it again, he would give it to him as a souvenir.

But Adrian didn't bother Lin Mo wanted the ring anymore, as if he just mentioned it casually when he remembered it.

But Rose and breakfast were still the same. This time Adrian knew that Yu Ci lived in Tianlan Shengjing, so he got up early to block Yu Ci, and even ten times he blocked him six or seven times.

Yu Ci said harsh words and gave her a firm attitude.But Adrian ignored everything in a daze, and still treated it as a small rice cake.

In order to avoid Adrian, Yu Ci has changed residences too often, and she is tired of changing herself, so she simply lives in Tianlan Shengjing.

Yu Ci also thought about it, didn't you, Adrian, want to rekindle the old relationship by stalking?He just wanted to see how long Adrian could last with his indifferent attitude.

Yu Ci thought that this pursuit was just Adrian's whim, just like when he changed his identity and came to China to play.

When the enthusiasm subsides, he will leave and his life will return to normal.

But obviously Yu Ci didn't know enough about Adrian who had taken off his disguise, or in other words, Yu Ci didn't know enough about what a lunatic could do.

Holding advanced technology, the Graf Group, half relying on itself and half with the help of Duanmu's family, quickly gained a firm foothold in Meishi.

But the Graf Group has gained a firm foothold, and the unlucky one is Wen's.Just like the newly emerged YC targeting the Yu family, this Graf seems to have a grudge against the Wen family, so he just stares at the Wen family.

Those who attended the Haitian Group's Shaodong engagement banquet secretly gossiped that the Duke of Graf should be revenge for being thrown by the young master of the Wen family for that glass of wine.

This has been circulating for a while, and I don't know which paparazzi secretly took pictures of Adrian giving roses to Yu Ci.

Although the photos were not sent out in the end, the explosive news that Duke Graf was passionately pursuing Mr. Yu spread like wildfire.

Those who know that the young master of the Wen family is also chasing after Mr. Yu, a few things are linked together, and it becomes - the young master of the Wen family and Mr. Yu are in love with each other, and Duke Graf interferes in their relationship.

The young master couldn't stand being wronged, so he tore up the mistress at Haitian Shaodong's engagement banquet.Unexpectedly, Mr. Yu defended Xiaosan, leaving the young master alone to feel sad.

As for the young master who was brutally betrayed in love, his family's company was also viciously attacked by his mistress, and was once on the verge of bankruptcy.

As word spread, the young master of the Wen family became a victim, Mr. Yu became a scumbag who betrayed his feelings, and Duke Graf became a mistress who meddled in other people's feelings.

You must know that before people hear something that is not understood, they will stand on the commanding heights of morality, subconsciously sympathize with the weak, and express their own comments.

But in a relationship, the mistress and the scumbag will always be spurned and resisted.

I don't know who quietly guided the public opinion, took advantage of people's sympathy, and actually caused Wen's stock to recover for a short time.

As the young master who was brutally betrayed by his lover in the story, he was blindfolded, gagged, with his hands and legs tied behind his back, struggling feebly and writhing on the ground in the dark warehouse.

This is a warehouse that has been abandoned for a long time. It is empty, old, and dilapidated. The high windows on the wall are either without glass or have a few pieces of broken glass hanging on it.

In the corner, there were piles of iron frames that were covered with dust and rust, almost invisible, and there was only one light bulb hanging by a long wire on the roof.

The outside of the bulb was covered with a thick layer of dust, and the light it emitted was not as bright as the moonlight pouring in from the tall windows.

"Uh, uh." The young master who was lying on his side in the dark squirmed and called for help, but his mouth was blocked, and his voice was suppressed in his throat, becoming an indistinct monotone.

He twisted his body desperately, trying to break free from the hemp rope tied around his hands and feet.

But he was pampered and spoiled since he was a child, he never did heavy work, he didn't like sports, and his strength was not as strong as some girls.

The young master couldn't see that the hemp rope tied to his hands and feet was as thick as two fingers, and was tied with a sailor's buckle. Even if it was a strong man, he couldn't break free.

The young master was flailing helplessly like a fish off the shore, but not only did he not flail free from the rope, he also wasted a small amount of energy, causing his hands and feet to be strangled more and more tightly, and his skin turned pale and pale.

The delicate skin exposed from the shorts was worn out on the rough ground, and dust and sand rubbed into the bleeding wound.

The pain in the wrists and ankles, the bruises on the body and the fear, these terrible things that had never appeared in the life of the young master Hua Zhujin, directly forced the young master to lie down on the cold concrete soil, crying out of collapse.

Even though it was the end of June and the beginning of July, the concrete floor in the middle of the night was still bitingly cold.

The young master was wearing a thin cotton shirt and shorts, which looked good, but he couldn't stand it now.

Like a shrimp, he tried his best to bend his shivering self into a ball, trying to keep warm.

Soon, the black cloth covering the young master's face was wet from crying.He couldn't understand why he was kidnapped in the blink of an eye when he was dancing in a nightclub.

He obviously went to a nightclub he often goes to, and he is also a regular customer of that house, how could such a thing happen? !

The young master didn't know how long time had passed, but he only knew that the black cloth was soaked with his tears, and it felt uncomfortable and cold on his face.

Along with the tears, the snot also flowed down the middle, soaking the lips stretched by the fabric, and some even got into the mouth.

At this time, the young master no longer cared about how disgusting the snot was, he kept praying in his heart that someone would come to save him!

He's still young and doesn't want to die yet!