Who doesn't deserve it

Ning Yu hasn't seen Qi Jue for three years.

It wasn't just him, at this banquet, those who he had never met before, whether he had known each other for a long time or not, all met today.He couldn't remember the names of so many people, but no one blamed him, and they all said bitterly that they didn't do well enough for him to remember.

Ning Yu has heard enough of this flattery, but he won't expose others, why bother?It is said that you don't hit people with smiling faces when you reach out. He still understands this truth.

The polite clichés are endless, and Ning Yu, who has been rampant in Vanity Fair since he was a child, can barely adapt. The rewards of this group of people are relatively low-key, and they are nothing compared to those around his father.

"I want to cleanse you up, but you don't want to. Why, I'm not worthy after all, let Ning Shao look down on you." It was Qi Jue who spoke, who always liked to be prickly, and would take things to a higher level at every turn. In fact, it was why he Have no idea?

But Ning Yu didn't say anything harsh, and said kindly: "How dare, it's just that I've been back for a few days, so what are you talking about? My birthday has passed long ago, and I hope it will be in time next time."

"Can this be blamed on me? I just found out that you're back. You've had so much fun with others. It's fine to ignore us for the past three years. I wasn't the one who notified you when you came back. I just wanted to I can't catch up with the right time to throw a banquet for you." Qi Jue was very dissatisfied with this, and blamed Ning Yu for not treating him as a friend.

Ning Yu said innocently: "I thought you knew."

"How would I know? Do you expect those few things to tell you?"

"Why are we not things anymore?" Wei Lang came from the side, was very dissatisfied with Qi Jue's words, and justified himself: "Is it me who told you the first thing?"

"How dare you say it." Qi Jue scolded.

Lu Cong watched them arguing, and didn't get involved. Today Ning Yu was the protagonist, and there were quite a few people around him who asked questions. Lu Cong stood aside with a glass of wine, admiring something.

Qi Jue didn't let him go, and pulled him into the gang: "Brother Cong, do you think I should scold him?"

Lu Cong was absent-minded: "Enough scolding."

Qi Jueyao flaunted his power, and got more support. Wei Lang left his side after a while, too lazy to listen to others' accusations, and threw himself into the pile of fresh prey.

"What are you looking at?" Ning Yu came to Lu Cong. Opposite was a show stage, with sexy beauties dancing on it, and a group of men cheering at the bottom. To be honest, it looked like a pornographic place, and Qi Jue lived up to it. I hope that I can turn my home into a man's happy place.

"It's only Qi Jue." Lu Cong raised his hand, took a sip of wine, and stared intently at the woman's plump thighs.

"It's really something that only he can do." Ning Yu said with emotion, he felt hot just looking at it, let alone what would happen if a straight man saw it, let's have some wine, who will be in whose bed tomorrow ?That's what's bound to happen.

Alcohol burns the brain, sex_attractive.

In the distance, a man who was staring at Ning Yu was particularly puzzled. He thought he was wrong, and rubbed his eyes again and again. The person standing next to Lu Cong, enjoying the dance and talking to Qi Jue was actually Ning Yu?It's really Ning Yu.

Zhao Ke froze on the spot, feeling very strange.

When he came to the back of the villa, in the undisturbed garden, Zhao Ke made a phone call, his face was anxious, his eyes were defensive, and he turned his head from time to time to see if anyone was approaching, for fear that his tip-off would be overheard.

When the phone was answered, Zhao Ke said anxiously, "Gu Ming, where are you?"

Not knowing that the two had broken up, Zhao Ke made this call with the idea of ​​upholding justice and venting his anger for his friend.

"Outside," Gu Ming said, "Is there something wrong?"

Gu Ming thought he was here to ask about joining the gang, but he didn't let go of what Zhou Kai mentioned.

Zhao Ke said: "It's not just something, it's a big deal! You go home and have a look, is your sweet baby at home?"

Gu Ming: "Have you seen him?"

Zhao Ke said: "What do you think! Do you know where he is? You can never imagine, Qi Jue, Qi Jue, do you know who Qi Jue is?"

Gu Ming said disinterestedly: "I don't know."

Zhao Ke said: "Of course you don't know each other! If I want to know each other, I have to rely on friends to make a bridge. In the end, what happened to your sweet baby? How could he appear at Qi Jue's banquet?"

Gu Ming was crossing his legs at this time, with his arms stretched out on the sofa, surrounded by a circle of people, and he was not idle. He was still outside socializing in the middle of the night, slightly different from Zhao Ke and others, Gu Ming didn't have so many people. In my free time, my subordinates have a lot of work going on, so it is impossible to focus on useless social activities all day long.

"He's the son of Nimbury, so it's not normal to appear there?"

"Whose... son is he?!" Zhao Ke shouted every word. It was his fault that he was startled, and Gu Ming's words obviously frightened him.

Gu Ming said calmly: "You don't know."

Zhao Ke was stunned for a few seconds, just reacting, but he couldn't figure it out, what era is this, and there is a bloody drama where the young master who has been lost for many years is found back?

Gu Ming told the ins and outs of the whole thing, Zhao Ke listened with gusto, but he was dumbfounded, and kept exaggerating his jaw dropping to the ground the whole time. come out, or engage in some kind of performance art.

This can't be blamed on Zhao Ke, he wouldn't be so surprised that Ning Yu is the young master of a rich man, but more than that, his father is Ning Bolei!Who is that?A big man who can enjoy officialdom!

Zhao Ke was stunned for a long time, in a daze on the spot, Gu Ming gave him time to digest, everyone around him reacted like this, no wonder.

"Then, then..." Zhao Ke stammered, how could anyone understand his mood now?It's good to be able to stand still. He is indeed not very good at mental quality. To stabilize his mentality, Zhao Ke continued to ask: "What's the situation now?"

He didn't know why Gu Ming wasn't surprised, he wasn't willing to release his treasure at all, he was usually locked at home, it was hard for Zhao Ke to see him, Gu Ming said it was too beautiful, he was afraid that he would get lusty, so he let him go far away I saw it once.what about now?Is he willing to let him out?Is it still such a place of tigers and wolves?Please, this is much more dangerous than being seen by Zhao Ke, okay?

But Gu Ming didn't give him the answer as he thought, but with a clear mind, he said according to Zhao Ke's original intention: "You met him, and you want to report something to me."

Zhao Ke said: "Fuck, no, now it is, are you done with him? Or what?"

"Nominally finished."

"Speak human." Zhao Ke emphasized.

"He unilaterally announced the breakup." Gu Ming answered truthfully.

Zhao Ke struggled to understand the information, but he still had a lot of questions. He didn't know where to ask, so he could only find a trace of sobriety in his confusion: "What about you?"

Gu Ming said shamelessly: "I didn't nod, guess what it means?"

Zhao Ke was so anxious that he circled around, not knowing whether his call was for Gu Ming to arrest someone, or for putting himself in danger. Just as he was so puzzled, a person walked towards him, and Zhao Ke took a closer look. The other person was Ning Yu who was betrayed by him, and he hung up the phone.

Wait, how can it be called betrayal?He didn't say anything.

Even though he persuaded himself not to feel guilty, he still walked out and passed Ning Yu with an unnatural expression, bowed his head, and speeded up his steps involuntarily.

Ning Yu turned his head and felt the strangeness of this person alertly. He felt that he was strange, but that was all, and he couldn't guess why he was like this. He was not a god.

He watched Zhao Ke for a second, just thought he looked familiar, but he couldn't remember seeing him.

He didn't think about it deeply, and Ning Yu didn't take this episode to heart.

Just after this strange person walked out for a while, Ning Yu's cell phone rang. He didn't block and delete Gu Ming. He didn't think it was necessary. Getting rid of him was not the result he wanted. After all, he didn't even kill Gu Ming. , certainly cannot be settled.

"Where are you?" After connecting, the other party asked.

"It's definitely not on your mind." The flowers are blooming brightly, presumably it's not the romance that the rough Qi Jue would pay attention to, but someone's suggestion to plant them. Ning Yu touched the leaves of the hibiscus, his fingers are more delicate than the flowers.

"Aren't you feeling well?" Gu Ming said, "You've really been on my mind for the past few days, and I think you're overthinking it."

"Really?" Ning Yu didn't listen, but he didn't stop arguing with him, "I miss you so much, but I haven't seen you come to me. Is it because of something? Which new love? Or... you That good friend named Wen?"

Gu Ming smiled, not focusing on this, "You want to see me, don't you?"

"I think so much," the tender white hand pinched the tender flower stem. One second, it was still gently stroking, and the next second, there was a crisp sound. Fusang lowered his head and was restrained from growing. Ning Yu held it I held it in my hand, took it under my nose and sniffed it, and there was a faint fragrance, "Young Master Gu, I miss you so much, I have lost a lot of fun without you by my side these days, and their skills can't compare to yours, except A few are okay... well, damn it, I'm getting hot again after talking about it."

He can't see Gu Ming now, so he doesn't know what Gu Ming looks like. Xiao Chunqing shouldn't have said these words, would he feel sick?Or as he thought, he picked out a burst of fire in the middle of the night, but couldn't get vent?

It's best like that, thought Ning Yu, who was not kind.

Gu Ming was quiet for a while, his voice was deep, low and sullen, "You should be glad that you are not by my side now."

Ning Yu smiled tenderly, "Don't tell me, you want to keep me from getting out of bed for three days like the first time?"

"Of course not," Gu Ming raised his head with a fierce look in his eyes, but he didn't have to worry about scaring anyone, after all, there was no one who cared by his side, "I promise you won't even have the courage to mention those three days again."

The phone was hung up, but Gu Ming's emotions grew wild.

Lu Cong came after him, and Ning Yu saw him as soon as he turned around.

Holding the plucked Fusang, Ning Yu pinned it to her ear, raised her head and asked, "Does it look good?"

Lu Cong put his trouser pockets in and said, "If you don't mind making yourself look like a bitch."

Ning Yu let out a dissatisfied "Oh", "It's so sad."

He raised his hand and picked off the flower. A hibiscus flower that had not yet withered drew a graceful arc in the air, smashed into the green grass behind him, and dropped a few residual leaves.

Ning Yu stepped up, passed Lu Cong, and walked into the joy field.

Lu Cong watched his back, remained silent for a few seconds, and stepped up to follow.

It is absurd that the bright moon hanging high cannot shine into a room.