My little dad, you can't afford to mess with me

On Tuesday afternoon is the monthly regular meeting, the 65th floor of Century Hengshang, inside the pyramid of all tempered glass.

Executive President Administration Hall.

The female evildoers wore professional skirts, stepped on 9 cm high heels, and put on exquisite OL makeup, and walked out of the elevator with expressionless faces.

The male bone spirits are dressed in suits and leather shoes, and they are gentlemanly giving way to their female colleagues, their busy figures are like clockwork.

03:30 in the afternoon.

The door of the conference room was opened, and on the left and right sides were Xiao Fang and Xiao Yuan, who were "the conscience of the secretary circle industry".

The meeting hall fell silent, and the elites cast their gazes unanimously, and sat up straight in unison.

After a while, Shang Yuxian appeared.

Dressed in a dark formal suit, he has an extraordinary bearing.

As the brain of Hengshang, the leader of such a large enterprise, and the backbone of tens of thousands of employees, he naturally exudes a kind of "breath" around him, which allows him to easily attract and instruct others, and even condenses countless people. Young people are willing to follow him, love him, and even believe in him.

This "breath" is fierce and breathtaking, and it is completely natural with his appearance, charm, and temperament.

This is Shang Yuxian's leadership halo.

Li Weiyang was wearing a black supermodel, with a Porsche car key in his hand, pushed his glasses to the top of his head, and walked to the secretary's desk in the administrative hall, "Hey, girl."

The female secretary was buried in a pile of documents, she hurriedly got up and smiled: "President Li, our president is in a meeting."

Li Weiyang looked towards the conference room: "Little black room?"

Female secretary: "Yes."

Li Weiyang turned his head and looked at the large conference room at the deepest part of the glass corridor, which Hengshang employees bitterly called "a small black room once a month".

It is a reflection session.

A few years ago, not long after Shang Yuxian came to power, during the meeting, the elders of various departments were able to fight each other, swearing and slandering each other, while the young elites were intriguing and fighting openly and secretly.

Later, under Shang Yuxian's rectification and brainwashing, the monthly meeting somehow turned into a reflection meeting.

Similar to the ancient courts, Wen died to remonstrate, Wu died to fight, the singing, reciting, fighting and acting are vivid - the old men with poor performance or opening the skylights, facing Shang Yuxian's love, at least lying on the table and crying, and at worst, jumping off the building Contradictory; young elites are more reserved, they like to read the self-criticism to Shang Yuxian, wishing to take all the faults on themselves, as if the more big things they do, the more they will be reused by the president of.

I don't know how Mr. Shang did it, and I don't usually see him talking too much in meetings.

In the final analysis, it is also a means.

The secretary of the meeting room never dared to enter the small dark room to disturb the boss, but relying on Fengqingli's status as the boss, he could only ask in a low voice: "The meeting will go on for half an hour, do you need me to report it?"

"No! Don't!" Li Weiyang shook his head hastily, "Please spare my life, I will wait over there."

Li Weiyang walked towards the sofa in the distance.

The female secretary blinked. It was quite interesting that such a frightened expression appeared on the face of the "National Husband".

Li Weiyang sat on the sofa and played mobile games for a while, and soon a tea girl brought coffee and snacks.He looked at the phone boredly, thinking that Xindao Fengqing would hold a review meeting sometime, and at that moment, he saw @ on Weibo.

[The third daughter-in-law of the Li family: Husband, there are pictures to prove it, the next door is about to explode, and a good friend is looking for a new love, what do you think? @李威扬V//@草草狼: [Picture] [Picture] [Picture]]

Li Weiyang was confused, followed the clues to find the next door, only to find out that the whole incident was a scandal caused by a supermarket accident.

[Lang Lang Langlang: This is my family's smash, I was also at the scene today, that brat is my family's [laughing and crying], he was made crazy by Shen Lang, he really should have been filming... @良月在上@ Sam Long Support Group @...

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The pregnant mother carefully described the chaos in the hypermarket. Only San Lang rushed over from a distance and dug the baby out of the collapsed cargo pile. Although this was not an earth-shattering catastrophe, as a mother, she Thank you from the bottom of my heart to San Lang for lending a helping hand without hesitation in that situation.

Then she @many people, including those who were also at the supermarket at the time, and everyone enthusiastically released the video taken on the spot.

That's how the topic came out.

Basically, it's arguing, people say, what a big deal, it's not an earthquake, isn't there no injury?The fans were not happy about it, no matter the big or small things, why so many people didn't go when the crisis happened, and Shen Lang rushed forward at the first time, but he didn't calculate the pros and cons in his mind, he just wanted to save the child.

[Dulele: Well, weakly speaking, the people around Shen Lang seem to be the boss of my sister's company...[沉朗和他的朋友.jpg]@甜圆圆]

This child is Xiaoyuan's cousin, the special assistant to the president of Hengshang.

In the picture, Mr. Shang does not have a front view, only a profile view. San Lang holds his waist tightly and protects him in his arms. The child in his arms has a little sunglasses off, and it can be seen that he is a very beautiful little loli .

Then the "grass-eating wolf" who is not too serious to watch the excitement appeared on the stage. He posted a set of three pictures, which are the back view of Shang Yuxian getting off the car from Mulsanne, the watch revealed when he raised his hand, and the close-up of the cuff on the shirt , exactly right on the man in the supermarket.

This time it exploded.

Even the small employees inside Hengshang got the news.

Li Weiyang was bored and looked at it for a while, and at a glance he saw that the young man was the sweetheart of his friend... Cough, a good friend who takes care of him, he didn't care about this matter, and he didn't want to join in, thinking that the public relations team in Xiaoyuan's hands would not come out. It can be settled in an hour.

What he is more concerned about is whether the public opinion this time is really spontaneously initiated by netizens, and has the kid contributed to it?

If that's the case, the kid named "San Lang" is simply crazy about being popular, and he is too courageous.

Because of his good looks, he is so proud of being favored?

After all, there are too few people who dare to have a relationship with "Shang Yuxian", and the hype is unprecedented. Usually, any remarks or scandals that slightly affect the image of the president and the company will disappear under the operation of Hengshang PR.

Going on the hot search with Mr. Shang and his daughter?

Just thinking about it makes people... tremble all over, Li Weiyang shivered, drank a big mouthful of coffee, and screamed out from being burned.

04:30, the meeting is not over yet.

The atmosphere was dark, the long meeting table was messy, reports, reports, proposals, and coffee cups were all over the table, and the chairman seat was particularly chaotic.

The small black room has been silent for a long time, only the sound of flipping pages and knocking on the computer can be heard, and two department heads in the distance are having a docking discussion in a low voice.

"Mr. Shang, there is something wrong with Weibo."

Xiaoyuan came to Shang Yuxian's side and put the phone in front of his eyes.

Shang Yuxian picked up the phone and looked at it for a while, with no expression on his face.

As usual, Madoka said: "I have notified the team, and it will be resolved within two hours, this little star—"

Xiaoyuan raised her hand and clicked on Shen Lang's photo with her meticulously manicured nails, her eyes were full of admiration and regret: "Mr. Shang, what should I do with him? I didn't find out his agency."

Shang Yuxian handed the phone back, with a smile in his eyes, flipping through the documents and muttering: "Where is the little star, his name is Can Lang, you know him well, this person...is mine."

Madoka was slightly taken aback: "Huh?"

Shang Yuxian: "One of my own."

Xiaoyuan's eyes rolled straight away, with a flashing aunt's smile on her face, and she shouted Emma, ​​Emma, ​​oh my mother, and looked carefully at the young man's face on the phone, and said noblely and coldly: " Yes, boss, I remember."

"The meeting is over, go home early to rest tonight, tomorrow's Christmas Eve, Double Festival is coming soon, please everyone."

Shang Yuxian is in a very good mood.

The elites over there were still confirming the process of the Christmas catwalk event on the first floor. Hearing this, he raised his head and saw his president standing up. Xiao Fang and Xiao Yuan had already walked to the door of the conference room and opened the door.

Everyone: "??????"

What did the boss just say?

Instead of telling "work overtime tonight" with a cold face, but gently telling "go home early"?

What the fuck?

Is there someone who has spoken well for us?

The elites came back from fugue, checked each other's eyes, cleaned up the documents on the table, took out their mobile phones and started poking wildly. Throughout December, they worked overtime until they were bald, and finally they were able to go home and have a warm meal.

Shang Yuxian walked out of the conference room, only to hear cheers behind him.

Outside the glass pyramid, the sunset was slowly setting, and the Rose Avenue was full of traffic.

Walking out of the meeting room, Shang Yuxian walked quickly to the elevator while looking down at his mobile phone.

Like a high-energy magnetic field walking high in the sky, the elites in suits approached him from all directions, one by one gathered into a large black tide, and followed behind him.

After passing the secretary's desk, the secretary got up in a hurry: "Mr. Shang, Mr. Li is over there..."

Shang Yuxian was stunned, looked towards the reception area, and moved his index finger down lightly, walking towards the special elevator.

Several burly men in suits dressed as elites walked out of the lounge, and Xiao Fang, the leader, held up his mobile phone, "Mr. Shang is going downstairs, get ready quickly."

This is the scene of Shang Woo-hyun getting off work every day.

In the underground parking lot of Hengshang, there were four black cars parked, all of which were Phaetons. After the crowd of black people poured out, no one knew which car Shang Yuxian got into under the cover of the bodyguards.

There is no way, back then, there was a lot of opening and closing, and no back road was left for people. The so-called cutting off one's fortune is like killing one's parents. Five years ago, when Tangtang was born, his car was tampered with. Shang Yuxian almost Get fucked.

In the back seat of the car, Shang Yuxian put the mobile phone back into his pocket, read a dirty company contract, and returned it to Li Weiyang.

Li Weiyang said: "At two o'clock this afternoon, he went for the interview, and he has been informed to go to work tomorrow. Is the matter settled?"

"Tomorrow, so urgent?" Shang Yuxian was a little displeased.

"It's the holidays, and there is a shortage of manpower. I heard that he may be arranged to go out for two days to discuss a big business with E-Mart in Lincheng."

"Run away? The surnamed Meng asked a child to run away?" Shang Yuxian leaned back on the seat cup and closed his eyes, "I refuse."

"Brother, can you stop making trouble? He is 25 years old, not your kid." Li Weiyang just wanted to vomit blood, looked at him for a while, and asked tentatively:

"You...what's the relationship?"

Shang Yuxian didn't respond, as if he had fallen asleep.

"Are you obsessed with him?"

Li Weiyang asked suddenly.

The thick long eyelashes trembled, Shang Yuxian was amused, opened his eyes and smiled at him: "Why do you all think so, he is not a star, and I am not a fan."

Li Weiyang: "..."

That's not what I asked.

Li Weiyang wanted to ask him, are the two of you on good terms?

Love each other?

The divorce procedure has not been completed yet, how far have you developed?

——Have you fallen in love with anyone in the end?

But he opened his mouth, but he couldn't ask.

He has known Shang Yuxian for 13 years. The man in his impression cannot be put together with others and say "you", "us" and "them".

Shang Yuxian is an individual existence, a noble and dangerous symbol, this symbol is perfect, whether it is added or erased, it will destroy his balance and stability.

Shang Yuxian's temperament stems from his loneliness, as his good friend, Li Weiyang discovered this from a very young age.

When Shang Yuxian was in college, Li Weiyang was only seventeen or eighteen years old, in the second term of middle school. He admired this man so much back then. Li Weiyang still remembers what Shang Yuxian said to him——

He said: I don’t need confidants, lovers, partners, and seniors; what I need are a few friends, the more the better, the better partners, investors, loyal confidantes, obedient subordinates, and opponents who are killed by me .

How much I admired when I was young, how much I yearn for now.

Therefore, you can only choose to become friends.

Can not cross, can only bless.

It was already past four o'clock in the afternoon when Shen Lang came out of Yaya Tongqu's commercial building.

The company is on the 22nd floor of the building, and the scale is small, with a total of less than 80 people.As soon as he got out of the elevator, the girl at the front desk was stunned, and then asked him with glowing eyes if he was Mr. Shen who was here for an interview, and then led him to the marketing department enthusiastically and excitedly. Fu Duoduo served.

Received this kind of courtesy, Shen Lang was a little confused and didn't think much about it.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Meng had greeted her loudly during the meeting, very loudly. She told the beauties in the harem that a super handsome guy would come to work soon, and he was specially invited as a mascot. It is for future performance, and everyone should treat him well.

Then I saw San Lang's bareheaded photo in the projection on a wall.

Yaya girls who are too cloudy are going crazy.

Damn, are you finally going to eat meat?

Our place is not a nunnery, and the little brothers who are good-looking are not willing to come, do you look down on women and children's products, is it best for women and children to make money from you?

This little brother is so pretty.

After that, it was up to an hour to grab people's time, and finally respected the young man's intention, and the interview was brought to the marketing department, and Manager Ying was in charge.

In fact, the girls in the personnel department are too high-sighted. They don’t want anyone who doesn’t have a good image or looks wretched. Basically, they are eliminated in the first pass. Currently, there are only two men in the marketing department, one It's Manager Ying, one is a 35-year-old elder brother with two babies, and there are very few male colleagues in other departments.

The cute girl who was interviewing couldn't wait to take San Lang off to work right away, but in the end she had to wait until tomorrow, which was Christmas Eve.

Tomorrow is Christmas Eve.

Shen Lang parked Dabai at the door of a restaurant on the third ring road, and made a phone call casually.

If people on Weibo knew that the little-known little guy from the grocery store in the shanty town had dialed the mobile phone of his actor, it would probably be another "you hold your thigh", "we've been hot", "legs rough begging" Hug" battle.

Shen Lang: "Crooked, Brother Ming!"

Mingxuan quickly picked it up, lazily: "What's the matter?"

Shen Lang got straight to the point: "Is the Beatle still in your hand?"

Ming Xuan: "????? What?"

Mingxuan is almost 40 years old. After so many years of playing tricks, he won his second best actor this year. The best actor has always believed that Shen Lang is not only his little benefactor, but also a little koi and a little lucky star.

Shen Lang saved his life, not to mention that people can't be killed if you fall from a height of five meters on Mount Tai, isn't there also a star who fell to his death from a stage that is two or three meters high?

It was raining a little on the mountain, and the road was narrow and slippery. In such a dangerous situation, the young man who could lend a helping hand to him in an instant must be a good person.

Mingxuan thought.

Later, he really became his own good brother

Another point is very mysterious. Ever since he met Shen Lang, Mingxuan has been on the rise. In the past, he was only a second- and third-tier translucent. After returning from Taishan, he received an audition for the second male lead of the big IP the next day. Filming, what to shoot, what to shoot, the three TV dramas starring in are all hits.

I'm afraid it's a catastrophe in life, and when Shen Lang helped him overcome this catastrophe, the fortunes turned around, and the wind and water flourished.

Every time he thinks of this, the film king will be afraid, what if he didn't meet the young man, what if his leg was broken and he missed the opportunity?

Now Mingxuan's conditions are better, the second child has grown up, and his life is much richer than before. When he was little transparent, San Lang regarded him as his eldest brother. Now that he is the movie king, San Lang still doesn't treat him as an outsider.

At present, popular stars open restaurants, Mingxuan doesn't like it, and builds a small winery, planning to buy a vineyard in the future. Today, he happened to be at the gate of the third ring road with his wife, so he asked Shen Lang to come over directly.

It's not the first time for Shen Lang to come here. As soon as he entered the door, he was greeted by the actor's wife.

"Sister-in-law, why are you dressed so beautifully?" Shen Lang said sweetly.

Aunt Ming and Mingxuan are childhood sweethearts, they are in their forties, and they like the kid San Lang very much, "Come here as soon as you come, buy something, come in quickly, is it cold, have you eaten, why don't you come to our house for a bite?"

Shen Lang handed over a large pile of fruits in his hand, and rubbed the soles of his shoes at the door: "It's not cold, drive, no, I have an appointment tonight, where is my brother?"

"Come on, come on, don't rush." ​​The film king is muscular, no matter how popular he is outside, he is still a hard worker at home, and he brought out a bunch of goods from the wine embarrassment, "What did you ask me on the phone just now?"

Shen Lang hurried forward to help: "That's your Beatle, is he still there?"

The film emperor looked confused, and after thinking for a long time, he asked, "The album "Yesterday"?"

"What, I said that bottle of 'The Beatles' in your winery collection, what kind of album are you talking about?" Shen Lang asked in a hurry, "I'm asking you, have you sold it?"

The great actor remained silent for a long time.

Obviously not on a channel.

Sister-in-law Ming tilted her head and thought for a while, "Xiao Lang, is that...PETRUS you're talking about?"

Shen Lang nodded: "Yes, yes, yes, sister-in-law is beautiful and smart, Beatle, the bottle of red wine that my brother brought back from the Glass Country."

the Beatles?Glass country?

The movie emperor clutched his chest.

As if someone had violated his sacred beliefs and principles of life, Mingxuan rushed over suddenly, grabbed San Lang's neck, rocked back and forth, and yanked his throat: "Brother, you should take care of yourself, no matter what, you are also the film king's son!" Damn brother, Pat-too-s! Not the Beatles."

The word "Pa" was said too harshly, and Shen Lang's face was sprayed with saliva.

Mingxuan roared: "French is called bai-te-hu-si, I brought it back from Bordeaux! Bordeaux! It's not the country of glass. Are you really an Internet celebrity with more than 20 fans? Aren't Internet celebrities all petty bourgeoisie and very Is it very particular?"

Shen Lang was dizzy from being shaken: "Whatever, have you sold it?"

"No."

"Do you want to let go?"

"What?"

"Sell me?"

"you?"

"Correct."

Ming Xuan was stunned, and smiled mockingly: "You are my own brother. To be honest, selling it to you is worse than selling it to your kneecap. I'm afraid I'm sorry for the value of that bottle of wine—it's not like I haven't seen you drinking red wine before. You were like drinking grape juice from the bottle last time, and your heart ached for me. Seriously, do you have anything serious to do, and if it’s okay, let’s drink some..."

Shen Lang was not happy: "Hey brother, why are you hurting others? What's wrong with selling me? I'm asking you very seriously, will you sell it or not?"

Listening to his tone, Ming Xuan didn't seem to be joking, and lowered his voice to confirm: "You, really want it?"

"I want."

"Aren't you not particular about wine, as long as you can drink it, what do you want to do? Marry a wife? Have a banquet? Give gifts? Engagement banquet?"

"Uh... bad, almost... it's a long story..."

"Then make a long story short."

Shen Lang blushed: "Chasing, pursuing, that, my sweetheart."

Ming's sister-in-law laughed with a "puchi", "I still have my sweetheart, you brat, you are so cute," she said with a smile and cursing, she raised her hand and rubbed Shen Lang's head: "I'll go to the account, you two brothers talk slowly." Saying that, he avoided the front of the shop.

Ming Xuan frowned, gave Shen Lang a wink, and led him to the reception room. As soon as the door closed, he asked: "That Xu, who seems to be quite popular recently, are you in love?"

Shen Lang lowered his head, smiled, forced a smile, "Something went wrong a long time ago, he...he, he has someone else..."

Mingxuan: "Chop, chop, split?"

"Ah."

"........."

In other words, my brother has been cheated?

green?

"Damn!!! I knew that kid was not a fuel-efficient lamp. I warned you back then! In ancient times, that kid would be soaked in a pig cage. Damn, is he filming? I'll go find out His class, damn it..."

"Brother, brother, don't be impulsive, keep your voice down, you are the movie king..."

"Yeah, that's not the case in movies. It's been seven years. Is it easy for two men to be together for seven years? If you say run away, run away. What will you do in the future!"

"elder brother……"

The King of Film King rubbed San Lang's head, he was so angry that he couldn't use his strength, he squeezed his fist, looked at his younger brother helplessly, opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

He knew about the matter of Shen Lang and Xu Rui from the meeting on Mount Tai. Later, Shen Lang and him had a good relationship, and they talked about everything at the wine table.

At that time, Mingxuan felt that Xu Rui's heart was not in the family, and in addition, his own conditions were not worthy of his brother.

But, it can't stop San Lang from being kind to him, asking about the cold and the warmth, knowing the cold and hot, wishing to hold it in his palm and cover it.

In the end, what did you get in return?

Mingxuan thought.

Shen Lang and himself are no longer in the relationship of making fun of each other on Weibo and promoting each other in business. My younger brother is not good at this, otherwise, with my current coffee position, I can find a good way out for Shen Lang in the entertainment circle .

If Xu Rui and Shen Lang can continue to get along, Mingxuan has made plans a while ago, contacting a few reliable young directors, and making arrangements for his sister-in-law, in the future, it is safe to be a quasi-second-line actor.

As a result, as soon as the matter was started, people ran away.

The eldest brother raised his hand and patted his younger brother's shoulder distressedly: "Separate early, get well early, you are so young, handsome, and have a good personality... By the way, the one you like this time..."

Hey, when someone else's younger brother is in love, the older brother will ask, what is the personality of the person he likes this time?As for myself, the first question is to ask: Is the one I like this time male or female?

So embarrassing.

Then the film king was completely stunned under the vivid narration by Shen Lang.

Nearly 40-year-old divorced uncle with a straight man living with his daughter?

shit.

Isn't my brother crazy?

No matter how rich it is, is this someone who can live with you?

Mingxuan felt that he was going to be bald, but he couldn't dampen his younger brother's enthusiasm for life. After all, he was a man who had just lost his love. He secretly thought that one day he would go to the grocery store to talk to the old man. I heard that the old man had seen that man before. Listen What do the old people say.

After pondering for two seconds, the actor straightened his back and asked cautiously: "Well, you, do you... want to..."

San Lang: "What?"

"You want to go further with him...that is...that?"

"What?" Shen Lang was confused.

"Want to... want him?"

"what?"

"...Oh shit, it's just a sex scene."

Damn, it's embarrassing.

Ming Xuan: "Have you thought about developing further with him, or...Bai Yueguang?"

San Lang Shi Li: "..."

Mingxuan endured it and fought hard: "Are you on top?"

Shen Lang's face turned even redder, as if he had swallowed a grasshopper: "What, what, brother, you are so filthy, you actually fantasized about me and your future sister-in-law in bed?"

Mingxuan: "..."

"Hold."

What a fucking fuck.

The film emperor almost knelt down and asked my god, what crime did I do?

Ming Xuan looked at Shen Lang's face, he was so good looking, he probably wouldn't be a bad person who could make his younger brother show such a flirtatious expression, and asked in a low voice, "I heard from you just now that he is more arrogant and reserved. Gao Leng?" The film king gestured obscenely to his mouth, "You... um, did you kiss?"

Shen Lang was a little discouraged: "Well, that's it, I was drunk and forced it, maybe I've been disgusted long ago."

Ming Xuan grinned: "Then there is a play. If he was disgusted, he would have beaten you a long time ago. If you came to kiss me, I would kick me to death. Believe it or not? So, I think there is a play."

Peach blossom eyes curved: "Really?"

Ming Xuan: "I've memorized scripts for so many years. If I want to subdue that kind of ice-fire man, there is only one ruthless move. If you bribe me, I will teach you—"

Shen Lang raised his eyes, "Say it quickly."

Mingxuan pointed out five fingers: "Tuition is not expensive, five high-definition selfies for one word, a total of five words, 25 photos, you owe first, remember to sign"

There's no way, the eldest daughter of the actor's family is 14 years old, and she likes Uncle Can Lang to death, and she is still his die-hard fan on Weibo, the kind who screams.

Shen Lang nodded: "Say it quickly."

Mingxuan: "Although vulgar, it is a strong medicine. It includes teaching and meeting. If you can't learn it, the next issue is free."

Shen Lang was anxious, "...Hurry up, brother!"

"The Overlord bows hard."

"..."

San Lang was stunned, and after a while, he muttered, "Brother, do you want me to buy a cemetery earlier?"

"What are you hypocritical, aren't you a man?" Ming Xuan smiled evilly, "If you're bored, you'll be bored, and when you're not bored, you'll die."

"You ask me, am I a man?" Shen Lang was trembling with anger, raised his index finger tremblingly, and pointed at the nose of the great actor: "I am a man, but...he is also a man... Overlord... Overlord, you ..."

"Okay, okay, I will add sixteen words: He will make you fire, and he will make you ice; all attacks are invincible, and all battles are invincible."

"...cough, do you want to sell the wine or not? I'll leave if you don't." Shen Lang walked towards the front desk.

Ming Xuan followed behind him with a smile, "Okay, take the wine away and give it to my sister-in-law as a gift."

Shen Lang was stunned: "Brother, actually I still have some savings."

Mingxuan chuckled: "If I take your money, your sister-in-law won't let me kneel down for the bottle cap all night? I still have HAUTBRION, if you want it, take it too."

Shen Lang: "What Filipino maid?"

"Ou-be-hi-yong! President's love, also known as beauty, that is the second US President Thomas Jefferson's love," the film king's liver hurts, "I beg you, brother, you have nothing to learn With this kind of knowledge, if you want to pursue rich people, you have to make yourself look very... very high-end, very tasteful. The person you like should be very particular, won't you despise you, in your heart Count it!"

San Lang frowned: "He's not like those local tyrants, he...he's very nice, he won't think I'm...poor, right?"

Mingxuan: "Holy shit, you are the actor's younger brother. I can dislike you as a big brother, but who else dares to dislike you? Tell me about his WeChat, I will add him, and ask him."

Shen Lang was dumbfounded: "Ask, what are you asking?"

Mingxuan: "Just say, I'm Mingxuan, that's right, the film king. My brother has his eyes on you. If you give me a word, is it okay? If he says no, I'll meet him and ask him face to face, why?" no."

Shen Lang turned around silently: "Brother, it's getting late, I'm really leaving."

In this way, I took a few bottles of red wine from the film king, which added up to a hundred thousand, and took half a Spanish ham from my sister-in-law. The child is fine.

Both the film emperor and the emperor's wife are good people.

Grateful in his heart, San Lang came with fruit in one hand, and returned with a pile of meat and wine in both hands, sat on the big white, started the engine, and waved his arms at the couple.

Mingxuan looked in the direction where Dabai disappeared, turned around and walked into the store with his wife in his arms, and said with a smile: "My brother has someone he likes, don't you dislike the one named Xu? Money man, if I have time, I'll go and find out who he is, so don't bully him again."

Ming's sister-in-law smiled softly: "Let's go climbing some other day, and go to the temple to pay respects, add some sesame oil money, and help Xiao Lang find a good marriage."

Mingxuan patted his wife's buttocks and gave a thumbs up: "That's a good idea."

At 05:30 in the evening, Zhang Dazhuang, the gatekeeper and veteran of Century Dragon Court, just took over his shift, and saw a white van driving to the door. He poked his head out and saw the young man's face.

Mr. Fang, the assistant of the big boss, came over the day before yesterday and specially showed him a photo, which was this person.

Mr. Fang said: "Remember, this is Mr. Shang's family."

Zhang Dazhuang took another confirmation look, jumped up from the chair with an electric shock, and said loudly, "Mr. Shen! Please come in, Mr. Shen!"

Shen Lang: "???????"

Longting's security system is well-known throughout the city, and Shen Lang was worrying about getting stuck in front of the automatic barrier. He was startled when he heard the roar: "Hi, hello, you have worked hard, thank you."

He was invited in without hindrance.

San Lang: "..."

Take a look, what is residential security, come to be a guest once, even the surname and appearance are recorded.

In front of Villa No. 11, San Lang stepped up the steps and rang the doorbell.

No one responded.

The elite is working overtime again, do you want to pick up Xiaotuanzi?

San Lang smiled, wait a little longer.

Gradually, it got dark.

San Lang walked around from the front of the building to the back of the building, then leaned against a big tree not far from the villa, and waited for him.

There is no reply to WeChat, and the mobile phone number is not even asked. Is it possible to pursue Shang Yuxian, make a surprise attack, and have a surprise?

Waited from 05:30 until seven o'clock.

It was too dark, and when several luxury cars passed by, they didn't see anyone standing under the tree.

until 07:30.

Without warning, San Lang leaned against the tree trunk, straightened up suddenly, and looked at the Bentley Mulsanne slowly approaching in the distance.

Ten meters away, the car stopped at the entrance of the villa.

San Lang smiled, and was about to step forward, but then he stopped, separated by a big tree, under the street lights in the courtyard, he stared intently at the scene in front of him...

In front of the villa, a woman got off the co-pilot, about thirty years old, beautiful, dignified, and with a good temperament.

Shang Yuxian took the child out of the car, turned to look at her, his eyes were gentle, and he didn't know what he said to the woman.

The woman walked towards him and threw herself into his arms.

Shang Yuxian held Tangtang in one hand and the woman's back in the other, and said something in a low voice. Xiaotuanzi's childish voice was clear and loud, calling her: "Mom."

mom.

Yes, Tangtang didn't jump out of a rock, she was a child with a mother.

It's normal to have a mother.

Nothing to be surprised about.

Shang Yuxian and his wife met, and Tangtang's mother came home.

Finally came to such a conclusion.

In the darkness, San Lang wanted to hear his voice, so he couldn't help but took a few steps forward.

The cold wind in the deep winter quickly blew away Shang Yuxian's voice, sweeping up a thin layer of dust, the woman's fingers tightly grasped his cuff, she raised her head and kissed his lips.

Under the moonlight, Shen Lang froze all over.

Those peach-blossom eyes that love to smile from both sides are glowing with water, rippling and rippling under the moonlight.

Everything is in sight.

The whole brain was roaring, and a tsunami seemed to surge in front of my eyes.

San Lang stared at them, for a long time, he did not move, as if he wanted to find a more straightforward answer from the other party's actions.

A family of three should be happy.

Feel something burning in your chest.

...Shang Yuxian.

Shen Lang wanted to open his mouth subconsciously, wanting to call him back to his side.

But no matter what, there was no sound.

For the first time in my life.

Standing quietly in the darkness, I saw that the world built in my heart was slowly collapsing.

This was the quietest night in his life, as if even time was lost, San Lang stepped back, retreated behind the big tree, suddenly stretched out his hand, and supported the trunk.

Tao Huayan looked at him without blinking, watching the family of three enter the gate and the villa door closed.

I don't know how long it took.

Shen Lang lowered his head and smiled, rubbed the backs of his hands that were red with cold, turned around and walked towards Dabai.

……

The lights are on.

Dabai parked quietly on the side of the road, while the rushing traffic passed by.

long long time...

Shen Lang's cell phone rang, and it was revealed: Xu Rui.

After answering, he said "hmm" into the microphone.

Xu Rui said cautiously: "San Lang, how are you...? It seems that you...haven't been on Weibo or anything..."

Shen Lang's voice was tired: "Well, I don't have time, what's the matter."

"Well, I just...ask..." His voice became smaller and smaller, "I just... suddenly thought of you, how are you? You celebrated your birthday a few days ago, did you forget it this year?"

Shen Lang sneered mockingly, his long eyelashes covered everything outside the window, "Well, is there anything else?"

"Well, no, not anymore," Xu Rui choked his breath and said tremblingly, "Did I bother you?"

"No, you said."

"..." Xu Rui didn't seem to know what to say, "When will... meet?"

"I don't want to see you."

"Okay, Brother Lang, that..."

"I'm asleep, bye."

Shen Lang hung up the phone and lay on the steering wheel powerlessly.

In the seven years with Xu Rui, no matter who the other party is with, how many people go where, he doesn't seem to care about it, and he has never been jealous, jealous, or so hypocritical.

I remember Xu Rui asked: Shen Lang, did you really love me?

At that time he replied: loved.

Now, even he himself is a little confused. If that feeling was love at the beginning, then what is it now?

Knowing that it is not easy to get together with Shang Yuxian, no matter how gentle he is to him, he may still miss him in the end.

Now it seems that even "missing" is a luxury, and we can only pass by silently.

After getting to know each other less than two months, I started thinking about it, who gave me the courage?

Shang Yuxian?

That's right, he is so good, hugging him is like hugging the world.

This is a joke.

Not worthy.

A good elite, if he bends, he hurts him, but if he fails to bend, he suffers himself.

All these have been thought about, and all difficulties have been seriously considered by Shen Lang.

Give up...?

From then on, the white moonlight on the bedside, a stranger at the end of the world?

Where did the anger, jealousy, and jealousy come from?

Where is the depression, discomfort, and pain?

When the chest is blocked to an extreme, it is more helpless.

Like a person who has finally found his home, he knocks on the door every night without making a sound, and has to wait quietly outside the door of his sweetheart.After waiting in the ice and snow, waiting to wear capes and hats, what he waited for was turned away by him.

There is no other way but helplessness.

Still, want to love him.

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Shen Lang: "I've decided, starting today, I won't love you anymore."

Shang Yuxian: "Until tomorrow?"

Shen Lang: "I've decided to go on a business trip tomorrow, run away from home, and leave you alone."

Shang Yuxian: "You go ten miles, I chase ten miles."

San Lang: "You were kissed."

Shang Yuxian: "My ex-wife's boyfriend is a foreigner and invited me to the wedding."

San Lang: "You are not holy."

Shang Yuxian: "Which night did you make me holy?"

San Lang: "..."

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