stand-in model

"You..." Fan Pei was holding a bag in her hand, an expensive-looking silk scarf was wrapped around her neck, and a black dress outlined her figure. She was a little hesitant and shocked, and looked at the tired and weak Jiang cold.

The bruises and bruises on the man's white and fragile neck were almost covered with hickey marks. Fan Pei's hand holding the doorknob dropped to his side, sighed and finally said: "Forget it."

She didn't know how to talk to Jiang Liang who had been forced by her son.Although these behaviors were done by Rong Sheng, they were more or less a problem that he and Rong Mingzhou had not taught well.

From the day she and Rong Mingzhou were driven away by Rong Sheng, they should stand firm, and no matter what they threatened, they would keep Rong Sheng, so that he would never be able to torment Jiang Liang.

Furthermore, Jiang Liang was the victim in the whole incident, how could she have the nerve to chat and communicate with the victim.Is it possible to make him forgive his impulsive and reckless son?

She can't, can't do it.

Jiang Liang still hugged his knees, he looked at Fan Pei standing there motionless, and quickly buried his head again.

There was nothing to say, and it was extremely embarrassing.

He knew that there were traces left by Rong Sheng on his neck, and he also knew that Fan Pei had seen these through the light shining in from outside the door, so he didn't say anything.

Outside the lounge, Rong Sheng's left face was swollen from Rong Mingzhou's slap.

Because Rong Mingzhou was a little angry this time, he didn't have any strength in his hands when he hit Rong Sheng, and he was an adult man.With a slap, Rong Sheng's cheeks were not only red and swollen, but blood was also drawn from the corner of his mouth.

It's just that Rong Sheng didn't care about this, his eyes fell on Fan Pei who was standing at the door of the lounge not far away.

If Jiang Liang dared to come out from that door, or if his mother Fan Pei wanted to walk out with Jiang Liang, he would definitely break Jiang Liang's leg.

After a while, when he watched Fan Pei exit the lounge and closed the door again, Rong Sheng restrained his crazy eyes just now and the irritability that was growing wildly in his heart.

The commotion in the office had gradually subsided after Fan Pei walked out.

This time Fan Pei still stood with Rong Mingzhou.

Rong Sheng turned his head to look at Rong's father, Rong Mingzhou, who was beside him clenched his fists. He raised his hand to wipe off the blood from the corner of his mouth, and he did not forget to lick the wound at the corner of his mouth with his tongue. Instead of showing an angry expression, he asked Fan Pei with a smile on his face: "Mom, have you seen your daughter-in-law? I will have a wedding with him soon, and I will trouble you when the time comes."

"I think you are really stunned!" The bag in Fan Pei's hand hit Rong Sheng's chest and fell to the ground, and the gentle temperament on his body disappeared instantly.

She said with tears in her tone: "Look at what you did to that child? Wouldn't it hurt if his parents knew? I just opened the door, and he is like a marionette, don't cry Don't make noise, don't talk, do you have to drive him crazy, drive me and your dad crazy."

"Mom, he's been crazy for a long time, and I'm crazy too." Rong Sheng bent down to pick up the bag his mother just threw over, patted it on the desk beside him and said: "We are crazy , if it drives you and my dad crazy again, we will be a family of lunatics, how well-suited he and I are, don’t you think so?”

"Besides, his parents have passed away, and he is alone. Only I can hurt him, and he can only rely on me. I will give him a home."

After Rong Sheng finished speaking, he seemed to recall some precious memory, and said to Rong Mingzhou and Fan Pei beside him with a smile on his face: "I have already proposed to him today, and he still has a gift on his finger. His ring, and he asked me to take one for myself."

"He likes me, I like him, we love each other, we will never be separated, and we will be together."

After Rong Sheng said these words, he didn't pay attention to the emotions of Rong Mingzhou and Fan Pei. He picked up his mobile phone and asked Cheng Yesi from outside the office to come in and send Rong's father and mother home.

Fan Pei was gasped by such Rong Sheng, and the hand that pointed at Rong Sheng trembled a little. Rong Mingzhou on the side supported Fan Pei's shoulder, and he didn't want to communicate with Rong Sheng at all.

Under the tough measures and emotions of Cheng Yesi and Rong Sheng, the two parents who flew directly from the airport to Rong's Group had to be turned back to the Rong's villa.

After the two parents left, Rong Sheng rejected Cheng Yesi's plan to help him apply the medicine. He got up and went to the lounge with the ointment and medicine prepared by Cheng Yesi.

The lounge was still dark, and when he turned on the light, Jiang Liang was still sitting on the bed with his knees hugged, his cheeks turned to the side covered by the blinds, leaving only the back of Rong Sheng who entered the door.

But the back of Rong Sheng's head left behind by Jiang Liang, who seemed to be indifferent and ignored, would not arouse this person's temper.

He even put the tray in his hand on the flat corner of the bed extra "patiently", stretched out his hands and pulled Jiang Liang out of the quilt and stuffed it into his arms.

While tidying the quilt on Jiang Liang's body, he asked again: "Are your legs cold and numb? May I rub them for you?"

Seeing Jiang Liang lying in his arms silently, Rong Sheng said again: "I just told my mother to get her ready. I want to marry you."

"Shall we re-order a pair of wedding rings then? We have to register for marriage. The two of us must wear white shirts at that time, so that the red ID photos taken will look better."

Rong Sheng put his arms around Jiang Liang's slender waist, but he had already sketched out the days after marriage in his heart.

"After we get married, you don't need to go filming. You don't need to terminate the contract with Rong, it's good enough."

"Not filming?"

Jiang Liang, who had been nestled in Rong Sheng's arms for a long time, finally responded after hearing Rong Sheng's words. "If I don't film, what else can I do? Is there any meaning for me to live?"

Rong Sheng frowned, and the expression on his face that was so plain and full of future happiness just now suddenly disappeared, and he said with a hint of assignment in his tone: "You were still able to film before, didn't you just keep committing suicide? Even if you don't film, you can How about it?"

"Do you really love me? Could this extraordinary possessiveness be love?"

Jiang Liang raised his head and stared at Rong Sheng's angry face, the face that would have moved his heart and loved him earlier, but at this moment it actually made him sick.There was resentment, dissatisfaction, and even grievance in his heart.How could someone treat him like this?How can anyone do these things because they don't want to?

"Why don't I love you?" Rong Sheng raised his hand to hold Jiang Liang's face, caressed his side face which was swollen by Rong Mingzhou, tilted his head deliberately so that Jiang Liang could feel the warmth and said: "I For you, I was slapped by my dad just now."

"But this is not what I want." Jiang Liang shook his head and pulled out his hand, with a bitter smile, "You trapped me by my side, I don't even know when was the last time I laughed from the bottom of my heart, even if it was I want to die, and that's the result of my choice."

"The wound on your face is not because I was injured. It is what you deserve for refusing to obey your parents and going against everyone. Don't try to kidnap me and move me with these morals, Rong Sheng, I don't Eat your way."

The rest room was quiet and tense, Rong Sheng held Jiang Liang's hand silently and made a fist, his anger seemed to burst out, but thinking of Jiang Liang's current physical condition, he let go of his hand after all, silently got up and took the tray to go At the corner of the bed he dealt with the wound on his face.

After a while, Rong Sheng cleaned up the wound on his face and the corner of his mouth bleeding from the beating, wrapped Jiang Liang's body in the quilt, turned around and left the office again.

Jiang Liang nestled on the soft big bed but didn't feel sleepy at all.

Rong Mingzhou and Fan Pei, as Rong Sheng's parents, could not stop his behavior. If he wanted to leave Rong Sheng, he couldn't rely on these two people; but if he only asked two people to help him unilaterally, it was not impossible.

His eyes hidden under the quilt flashed slightly, He Zining - he could also choose to seek a second help.

It is true to be afraid of Rong Sheng, and it is also true to want to leave again.

He and Rong Sheng are like cops and thieves in the Kingsoft Typing Pa game that they often played on clunky computers when they were young.

No matter how Jiang Liang ran, no matter how fast he walked, Rong Sheng would chase him in another direction until he was caught.

In terms of identity, that game is a game that must be lost. The thief will always be caught by the police.

And in this game between him and Rong Sheng...he is the escaper, and Rong Sheng is the arrester, but this time...the moral and public moral aspects are on his side.Although he doesn't have an absolute advantage, he has side help.As long as he wants to escape, whoever wins and loses in this game of hunting... It's not yet decided.

Jiang Liang's cold or accusatory attitude did not affect Rong Sheng's other behaviors too much.

He still asked Cheng Yesi to contact the designer who designed Jiang Liang's platinum ring last time, and arranged to design his own.

He still finished all the work that day and took Jiang Liang back to Rong's house.

As soon as you enter the living room, the momentum inside can be said to be tense.

Rong Mingzhou and Fan Pei were sitting on the sofa in the living room, and Aunt Zhou was standing beside them. The smell of rice was still wafting from the dining room on the right side of the living room.

Fan Pei looked at Jiang Liang's submissive look, being brought in by Rong Sheng's belt, and then looked at his son, who usually does not touch Yang Chunshui, bent over and hid in the hallway, hanging clothes and changing slippers for Jiang Liang , her mood wavered a little.

This look of taking care of the other half, Rong Mingzhou often does this to her.

But Rongsheng learned that the half of Rong Mingzhou loves and bends over, while the other half's selfishness and paranoia are self-generated.

When his eyes fell on Rong Sheng's swollen side face, some tears fell from Fan Pei's eyes.

Rong Mingzhou was a little impulsive when he beat Rong Sheng in the afternoon.Although Rong Sheng did not do the right thing, but from the position of mother, she really loves her son.