His son has seven cheap fathers

Ji Ling walked to the next bedroom, the bed was neatly folded, it looked like no one had slept in it last night.

The boy put the quilt cover on, but didn't sleep.

Ji Ling walked to the piano and reached out to open the cover of the piano, but unexpectedly found that the cover was stained with a little blood.

After thinking about it, he knew that most of these bloodstains were left by boys.

Returning to the living room, Ji Ling went to the pharmacy to buy the medicine, but there was no trace of it, and the boy took it away when he left.

If he didn't sleep here yesterday, where should he go to sleep.

Back to the place where he works now, the seventh mansion?

Ji Ling secretly spent money to hire someone to check on the boy. Most of the obvious scars on the boy's body are in the mansion, where they were made by those guests with morbid hobbies.

As long as the young man said he likes boys, the other party is still looking for boys.

In fact, Ji Ling didn't know the young man's name, he had only met the young man in his previous life.

The young man's love for boys moved Ji Ling quite a lot in his previous life, making Ji Ling willing to live another life to give a little help.

In a sense, helping boys in trouble is actually for Ji Ling himself.

He was lucky, and this time he was able to restore all his memories.

If it was worse, he didn't think of anything. The fate of this life is probably not much different from the previous life.

The time interval was not too long, only a few months. Ji Ling remembered the young man's appearance relatively clearly. He knew a little sketching, drew a simple portrait, and entrusted professionals to carry out post-production image correction. It is said that they are very similar, and there is no problem with eight or nine points.

With this portrait, Ji Ling quickly found the young man.

The other party works as a teacher in a middle school, and is currently teaching sophomore students. When he got the secretly photographed photos, through the thin paper, Ji Ling seemed to be able to feel the sincere power from the youth's eyes.

After that night, Zheng Qian didn't contact Ji Ling for several days. Ji Ling was happy that the other party didn't come to block Ji Ling's eyes.

Otherwise, facing the person he hates, Ji Ling will have to act again.

Just taking advantage of this short period of peace, on a certain Friday, Ji Ling went to the middle school where the young man was.

Ji Ling had the young man's phone in his hand, so Ji Ling called him at lunch time.

The young man was also walking out of the teaching building when he unexpectedly received a strange call.

The person on the other end said only one sentence, but this sentence was enough to turn the youth's usual calmness into urgency.

What Ji Ling said was: "I have some news about Zhan Yihui. If you want to know, come directly to the school gate."

After hanging up the phone, the young man hurried out in less than 2 minutes.

This will be lunch time, and the school gate is full of students pouring out.

The young man looked around, and suddenly recalled that Ji Ling hadn't told him about his appearance at all. The young man picked up the phone, but before he could call back, his phone rang first.

"I'm about ten meters to your right."

Following this instruction, the young man looked for him, even though the surroundings were crowded with people, the young man still saw Ji Ling in an instant, not only because Ji Ling was also holding a mobile phone at that time, but also because Ji Ling was standing in the crowd, it was absolutely Will not lose face of the public.

Pushing aside the crowd, the young man walked up quickly.

"There are a lot of people here, let's talk in another place." Ji Ling knew how anxious the young man was, since he had already come, he would naturally not let the other party go away empty-handed.

Ji Ling walked to the side of the road and stopped the car. He got in first and motioned for the young man to sit too.

Standing beside the car, the young man hesitated, but wanting to know Zhan Yihui's recent situation overwhelmed his worries.

Then the young man got into the car as well.

When Ji Ling reported the location of the seventh mansion to the driver, the young man's face suddenly changed, and he turned to look at Ji Ling.

Ji Ling smiled and said softly, "The person you are looking for is right there."

Out of curiosity, Ji Ling asked the young man why he was so determined to find Zhan Yihui.

The young man looked down at his hand clenched into a fist, and he smiled wryly, which opened the conversation box.

In this taxi, Ji Ling heard a straight turn, you didn't like me when I liked you, and when I left, you realized that you had liked me a long time ago.

The young man's eyes were red with tears rolling in his eyes, Ji Ling handed over a piece of paper, and the young man thanked him with a smile.

His voice was choked and hoarse.

"He's having a bad life." When the young man asked how Zhan Yihui was doing, Ji Ling didn't hide anything.

"What is the seventh mansion, do you know?"

Ji Ling looked at the young man's expression.

The other party showed a clear expression.

"I know."

"After leaving you, he has had many people around him."

"I don't mind, it's all my fault. If I had found out that I liked him earlier, he wouldn't have had to suffer at all." He has been looking for more than two years, and he is quite satisfied with finding a lover, and he dare not ask for anything else.

Ji Ling hummed and didn't say any more.

Although the Seventh Mansion is open during the day, most of the customers go there at night. When Ji Ling and the others arrived, there seemed to be few people from the outside.

The young man posted Zhan Yihui's missing person notice on the Internet, so when Ji Ling came here, he directly thought that Ji Ling knew about it from the missing person notice, and he would not have any other doubts about Ji Ling.

They asked for a VIP private room, in addition to the main hall, there was a small room inside the private room.

What Ji Ling meant was to let the young man go to the small room first, and then reappear when Zhan Yihui came, so as to avoid any trouble.

Zhan Yihui walked in quickly, at first he didn't see the person sitting on the sofa clearly, but when he finally approached and saw Ji Ling's familiar pretty face, he immediately thought he had misread it.

"You read that right, it's me." Ji Ling leaned his upper body a little forward, his smile was more charming and affectionate than Chunhua.

Zhan Yihui stared blankly at Ji Ling. At that time, he thought in his heart that if Ji Ling came to work in this mansion, he would definitely vote for Ji Ling.

This thought then made Zhan Yihui spurn himself in his heart.

"You came here..." Zhan Yihui couldn't figure out Ji Ling's heart, could Ji Ling be s, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't look like it.

"Looking for you." Ji Ling replied with a smile.

Zhan Yihui was slightly wary: "What do you want from me?"

"Take you out of here."

Zhan Yihui laughed, and he laughed at himself: "Leave, where can I go if I leave here?"

"Live with someone who truly loves you." Ji Ling looked at the boy standing in front of him.

The other party is a little younger than his body, the past experience is not terrible, the future is the most important.

"Who? Zheng Qian? He doesn't like me, as for the others..." As if thinking of something, Zhan Yihui suddenly stopped talking.

"For example Li Ting." Ji Ling gave Zhan Yihui a name.

Zhan Yihui's expression changed, he asked in surprise, "How do you know him?"

Ji Ling looked at the boy and smiled for a moment, then turned his head to the small room on the left, and said "you can come out" in that direction.

A figure came out from the opened door. When he saw Zhan Yihui, Li Ting greeted him, "Xiaohui, long time no see."

"Li, Li Ting, what are you...you..." Zhan Yihui was so shocked that he couldn't speak fluently.

Standing up from the sofa, Ji Ling took out his phone and sent a long string of numbers from the draft box to Li Ting's phone.

He walked towards the door, holding the doorknob, and before pulling it open, Ji Ling raised his phone to remind Li Ting: "I sent the card number to your phone, remember not to forget the reward."

Pushing the door and going out, Ji Ling closed the door and stood at the door. He turned his head slightly and listened to the corner of the wall. The door is relatively soundproof. Ji Ling could only faintly hear crying and roaring, and then the sound suddenly stopped. end.

Ji Ling put the phone back into his pocket, and he, an outsider, has no right to care about what the two of them will do with it later.

I hope that lovers can finally get married.

If there is nothing to do with him, he should leave. This place, or the environment of entertainment places, is like this. No matter how sunny the outside is, the inside is dark and there is no sunlight coming in.

There are black walls on both sides of the corridor, and the light from the wall lamps is dim.

While walking, a few people appeared at the intersection on the wall, quite far away, Ji Ling seemed to smell the pungent smell of alcohol, Ji Ling pursed the corners of his lips, he was not walking fast at first, but now he accelerated his pace, wanting to hurry up Get out of the corridor.

Although the lights in the passageway are dim, but when you get closer, you can still see his face clearly. As the distance gets closer, Ji Ling finds that the gaze on his face becomes more explicit. Some people even don't hide the greed and lust on their faces. , Ji Ling clenched his fists quickly, restraining the nausea from his body and mind.

He thought that these people were well-dressed, at least they could barely be human, but it turned out that Ji Ling thought too well of them.

Just as he was about to pass by, the person closest to Ji Ling grabbed Ji Ling, and Ji Ling stopped straight away. He slowly lowered his eyes and looked at the salty pig's hand holding his wrist. He took a breath, and then exhaled.

"Please relax, I'm not an employee here." The anger turned to anger, and Ji Ling controlled his emotions. The doctor's advice to him was to let him not fluctuate too much, which is not good for the baby in the belly.

"It doesn't matter, how much do you want, just ask for a price." The obscene-looking man's eyes were glued to Ji Ling's cold and beautiful face, and he wanted to strip Ji Ling's clothes immediately.

"2000 million." Ji Ling said it was a huge amount.

The man and his companions were taken aback for a moment, and a few seconds later, the man had a sarcasm on his face: "2000 million, even the top traffic in the entertainment industry dare not ask for such a price, so what are you?"

2000 million is considered to be less than what Ji Ling wants. He makes a movie with a starting price of 5000 million.

Ji Ling raised the corner of his left lip, he clasped the man's wrist, and took it away from him.

"It can also be free, but for a person like you who is not as good-looking as a pig, if you give me [-] million, I will only feel disgusted."

Ji Ling spoke sharply and mockingly.

The man was immediately enraged, raised his arm and hit Ji Ling in the face. Ji Ling clasped the man's arm, turned his body half and half, put his shoulder against the man's chest, took a step back with his right foot, and moved forward with his upper body. With the help of a clever force, Ji Ling threw the man directly over his shoulder.

With a muffled bang, the man's plump body was thrown onto the carpet.

The carpet was thin, and the man whined like a pig.

After throwing the man who reached out to touch him to the ground, there were four of them, and Ji Ling was alone here. If he was not pregnant with a baby, he would be able to put down all four drunk people.

Actually, that would work, but it doesn't have to.

Before the others were ready to attack, Ji Ling stepped past these people and left quickly.

While walking, he called Li Ting who was still in the box inside, but he didn't answer once, and Ji Ling called a second time.

Fortunately, this time he took it.

Ji Ling said that something happened on his side, and it was best for Li Ting and his little lover not to go through the main entrance, but to leave through other passages.

Zhan Yihui works in this mansion, and Ji Ling used to work in the Linjiang clubhouse, he knows that such a place has more than just the main entrance.

The elevator happened to stop on this floor, and before the drunks could catch up, Ji Ling pushed the elevator and walked in.

The elevator ran quickly down from the fifth floor, and when it reached the first floor, Ji Ling went out without any hindrance.

When Ji Ling was about to walk out of the hall, someone chased after him.

The other party was faster than Ji Ling. Ji Ling was walking, but they were running. A few security-looking people in overalls stopped Ji Ling directly.

This little accident was not in Ji Ling's expectation. He would suddenly attack the drunk man. It was not a matter of will. Ji Ling knew exactly what kind of place this place was. Zheng Qian had brought him here in the previous life. Because of Ji Ling's non-cooperation, Zheng Qian let Ji Ling watch a live training of s to m, threatening Ji Ling, if he is not obedient, he will send Ji Ling here.

That training left a deep impression on Ji Ling. Now that he has lived a new life, Ji Ling wants to tear down this mansion.

But he is not that capable, if it is Zheng Qian, maybe he can.

Several security guards stopped Ji Ling, what they said was please, but their behavior was completely equivalent to persecution.

These people looked like they should have a little kung fu, and a hero would not suffer from immediate disadvantages. Ji Ling nodded, indicating that he would go with them.

After getting out of the elevator for a while, Ji Ling sat back down again, and the elevator was still going up to the fifth floor. He was 'protected' by several people and took him to a high-end VIP room.

The man who was thrown to the ground by Ji Ling sat slumped on the sofa, groaning in pain from time to time, seeing Ji Ling being brought in, his eyes were mixed with hatred and dirty desire, as if he was going to tear him apart in the next moment. Broken Jiling's body is the same.

"Do you mind if I make a phone call?" Although he is considered fish meat now, Ji Ling's calm expression shows no trace of fear.

"Who do you want to call? Call the police, the police can't control here."

A man who was already in crisis of baldness before reaching middle age said, his frighteningly bright eyes fell from Ji Ling's face to Ji Ling's long, slender and straight legs.

With this leg, the bald man prepared to smack his mouth, thinking that he could play for a year.

"Of course not, a friend, you may still know each other."

Because of Ji Ling's fearless attitude, several people originally wanted to hold them accountable, but they were taken away by Ji Ling instead.

"Okay, if your friend has your looks, then it's better to call him here." The bald man prepared to look lewd.

Ji Ling smiled, then took out his mobile phone and dialed someone's number.

Probably the other party was also a little unexpected, obviously the last time the two had a quarrel, it was very unpleasant, but when Ji Ling said his current position and the little trouble he encountered, Zheng Qian didn't ask what trouble it was.

At that time, he was still at a friend's dinner party, hung up the phone and told his friend that he had to deal with something, took the coat from the chair and left.

Friends and everyone at the dinner table looked at each other, and couldn't figure out what was going on, so that Zheng Qian couldn't even take time for a meal.

After lunch time, Zheng Qian got into the car. The location of the mansion happened to be not far from here, and it took less than 10 minutes to drive there.

The car was still completely turned off, Zheng Qian pushed open the door and walked down, the parking officer trotted over, Zheng Qian threw the key to the other party.

On the phone, Ji Ling didn't say which room he was in. Zheng Qian called Ji Ling. When Ji Ling came in, he took a quick look and told Zheng Qian the name of the room.

Some people in the VIP box couldn't sit still, especially the one who made Ji Ling fall over his shoulder. Two handsome boys beside him rubbed his shoulders and beat his legs, and the man got up and pushed them away.

The man's obese body moved from the sofa. He was already drunk, but he actually fell down and walked staggeringly. Ji Ling worried that he would fall down again with a bang.

The fat man walked up to Ji Ling. He was shorter than Ji Ling. Ji Ling looked down at the man who was looking for another beating. his fingers.

The man stretched out his hand to grab Ji Ling's shoulder. He didn't believe that Ji Ling dared to resist now, but Ji Ling didn't resist, and even showed a fearful expression to the man.

This timid expression satisfies the heart of some men to a large extent, but at the same time, this softness and fragility also arouses the sadistic desire in the man's heart on the other hand.

The man moved his hand up and came to Ji Ling's attractive neck. He was about to force his fingers so that Ji Ling would cry and beg for mercy, when the door was kicked open from the outside. .

A slender figure stood in the middle of the door, and after two or three seconds the man saw the person who kicked open the door clearly.

At first, he thought that Zheng Qian had gone to the wrong room, but when the other party's eyes were fixed on the man's hand pinching Ji Ling's neck, the expression on his face could be described as cruel and bloodthirsty.

The man felt cold all over his body instantly, and wanted to take his hand back, but his whole body was stiff, as if he couldn't move at all.

Zheng Qian walked in from the door. Every step he took, he wanted to step on the man's heart. The man's mouth trembled, opened and closed several times, and his voice was hoarse.

"Take your dirty hands away." Zheng Qian walked to the side of the two, his eyes were frosty, and his thin lips made a cold voice.

The man let go of his hand tremblingly. As soon as he let go, Ji Ling's body suddenly shook.

Zheng Qian next to him immediately reached out to support Ji Ling, and put Ji Ling in his arms.

"Mr. Zheng, it's a misunderstanding. It's all a misunderstanding. We didn't know that this kid belonged to you." The man's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, but with Zheng Qian's cold gaze staring at him, he didn't dare to raise his hand to wipe the sweat.

The other people on the sofa also stood up and explained to Zheng Qian that it was all a misunderstanding, and there was a little friction between Gang and Ji Ling.

"Is choking your neck a small friction?" The light in Zheng Qian's eyes made people tremble with fear.

"I didn't use any strength. It was all for fun. Your friend threw me over my shoulder. I made a little joke with him. If you don't believe me, you can see for yourself. His neck is fine and there is no trace of it."

This is the truth, before he had time to use his strength, Zheng Qian, the evil god, came.

Although these people are not in the same circle as Zheng Qian, Zheng Qian's circle is two or three levels higher than them, but it does not prevent them from knowing some of Zheng Qian's methods.

It is good to offend anyone, but Zheng Qian must not be offended, this is well known by many people.

The fat man regretted it very much at this moment, why was he so unlucky, the little beauty he fell in love with was Zheng Qian's.

"Is what he said true?" Zheng Qian turned around and asked Ji Ling.

Ji Ling was trembling a little, he didn't nod or shake his head, but told Zheng Qian that this place was too cold and he wanted to go out.

These words can be regarded as the answer in a certain sense, Zheng Qian cast a little bit at the man, that is the look of garbage that has no value in existence.

The man was stunned, and when Zheng Qian was about to take Ji Ling to leave, the man hurriedly said: "Mr. Zheng, I really didn't touch him. If you don't believe me, you can adjust the surveillance."

Opening the door, Zheng Qian and Ji Ling walked out, not even giving any extra glances to the man.

Walking into the dimly lit corridor, Zheng Qian paused, quickly took off his coat, put it on Ji Ling's shoulders, and returned to his car with his arms around him.

In the car, Zheng Qian buckled up Ji Ling's seat belt, Ji Ling's lips turned white from fright, seeing Zheng Qian's heart ached, he blamed himself why he didn't find someone to follow Ji Ling, making Ji Ling almost have an accident.

Zheng Qian closed the door and took the driver's seat on the left side of the car.

Zheng Qian thought about a question, which he didn't have time to ask just now.

"How did you show up there?"

Ji Ling raised his eyes and looked overly frightened. He pursed his lips and made a weak sound after a long while.

"I went with another person. He posted a missing person notice on the Internet. The person he was looking for was the one who went to your house a few days ago. He seemed to like him very much. I was moved by their stories, so want to help them."

"You mean Zhan Yihui?" Zheng Qian didn't expect such a reason.

Not to mention this, he really knows, but he doesn't have the kindness of Ji Ling.

Zheng Qian stared into Ji Ling's eyes. In the past few days, Zheng Qian hadn't thought about using violent means, such as what he told his friend He Qing, to find someone to tie Ji Ling here.

The first time he fell in love with Ji Ling was because of Ji Ling's body.

In just a blink of an eye, Zheng Qian recalled Ji Ling's sad look when they parted that day.

Suddenly, he felt that seeing the other person was uncomfortable, something sharp was pricking his heart gently.

When he saw Ji Ling again and saw someone pinching Ji Ling's neck, Zheng Qian knew why he felt a little pain at that time.

"Yes, it's him. Although he tried to hurt me, he didn't do any harm. He's actually quite pitiful." Ji Ling's eyes drooped as he spoke.

"Thank you for today. Just let me get off at the intersection ahead. I'll take a taxi back by myself. I'm sorry for delaying your time."

Ji Ling has an attitude of wanting to put aside the relationship with Zheng Qian.

It's not Zheng Qian's style to let everyone get into his own car. He started the car, but when he reached the next intersection, the speed of the car not only didn't slow down, but accelerated a lot.