Seven of my nemesis want to marry me after bankruptcy

Wei Kesong had fantasized about countless scenes where he and Chu Mingzhou reunited, but he never imagined that it would be in Feng Tu's studio.

He will be a member of Feng Tu's studio, and Chu Mingzhou, who has short hair and calm eyes, looks at each other across a cold elevator door. Feng Tu on the phone seems to have heard Chu Mingzhou's voice, and he cursed angrily and then hung up After picking up the phone, hearing the voice, he was already running this way.

Chu Mingzhou's eyes seemed to fall on Wei Kesong, but the slender fingers resting on the armrest of the wheelchair couldn't help curling up, but his expression was very calm: "Why are you here?"

Wei Kesong clenched his fists: "Then where should I be?"

He couldn't help but raised his head and sneered, and retorted: "Why, Mr. Chu can't see me here? Is it blocking your eyes?"

Chu Mingzhou was quiet, his usually calm and unmoved face froze slightly, he turned his eyes and his Adam's apple slid up and down: "I didn't mean that."

On the contrary, the old housekeeper who had been pushing Chu Mingzhou behind couldn't hold back and took a step forward and said angrily: "Master Wei, you should be more careful when you speak, if it wasn't because you are clinging to Mr., Mr. is soft-hearted to you, you would have been punished long ago." Your good father abandoned you, what kind of good life do you think you can live?!"

Chu Mingzhou interrupted the butler in a cold voice: "Okay."

Wei Kesong sneered nonchalantly: "So what's wrong with abandoning?"

Wei Kesong fixed and looked at the housekeeper: "I've been abandoned now, it's useless to your husband, useless to Wei Fangqiang anything, am I still alive? I didn't starve to death or steal anything. No, even if I’m not some old Master Wei, just show me, and I can stand in front of you and say——Even if my mother was born an orphan, I can still live a bright and beautiful life.”

The old butler was at a loss for words for a moment, he looked at Wei Kesong with red eyes and was silent for a while, the old butler who was always able to quarrel and forced Wei Kesong to yell to move out of Chu Mingzhou to block the rescuers was actually speechless this time.

The Wei Kesong in his memory was pampered, unreasonable, and relying on Chu Mingzhou for a little bit of extra pity for the poor living, if not for Chu Mingzhou, Wei Kesong would have died without knowing how.

In his mind, Wei Kesong was just an unhealthy vine attached to Chu Mingzhou, a towering tree.

But when Wei Kesong was really separated from Chu Mingzhou's surroundings, he realized that the one who really couldn't survive was not Wei Kesong.

——It was Chu Mingzhou.

Chu Mingzhou had long hair that fell to his shoulders when he was negotiating with Wei Kesong when he was bankrupt, but now it's short and broken, half covering Chu Mingzhou's elegant and cold eyes.

The short-haired Chu Mingzhou inexplicably has the same sense of sharpness as Feng Tu, and his temperament is also far from what Qian Wei Kesong saw. His face is pale and his eyebrows are high, and his whole face is filled with a haggard feeling of exhaustion.

He lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes cast shadows on his face, trembling slightly: "Kai Song, how are you doing?"

Also asking about the recent situation, Brother Zhao keenly noticed the difference between Chu Mingzhou and Feng Tu and Wei Kesong.

Asking Feng Tu is Chu Mingzhou is condescending and indifferent, like asking a kitten or dog that can be seen at the side of the road.

And when he asked about Wei Kesong, his attitude obviously softened. Brother Zhao couldn't describe that feeling, but felt that if Wei Kesong was also a kitten or puppy, it would be Chu Mingzhou holding it in his palm and on his knee on the type.

Not even a hair will fall out.

When Wei Kesong heard Chu Mingzhou's routine parental question that was the same as before bankruptcy, he couldn't help but feel a sense of anger in his heart. He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence: "I If you grow wine bags and rice bags, Mr. Chu won’t have to worry about it, I’m not worthy of it, and I’m too embarrassed to get on the elevator you’re waiting for.”

Wei Kesong pressed the button while talking, trying to close the elevator.

He turned away from looking at Chu Mingzhou in the elevator door, and the elevator door slowly closed between Wei Kesong and Chu Mingzhou.

Chu Mingzhou's fingers were tightly curled up, and the string of wooden beads hanging on his right wrist was tightly grasped in his palm, almost making a mark on his palm, his eyes fixed on Wei Kesong outside the door, It looked as if he was about to stand up from the wheelchair and grab Wei Kesong who was about to turn around and leave.

Chu Mingzhou's chest heaved violently twice, he bowed his head and coughed a few times, and suddenly stretched out his hand to grab the elevator door that was about to close.

Surprised, Wei Kesong subconsciously released the door button: "Fuck, Chu Mingzhou, what are you doing?!"

His pale and thin fingers were pinched by the closed elevator door, and the door slowly opened again.

Chu Mingzhou covered his mouth and coughed in a low voice, with an abnormal blush on his face, he said intermittently: "Ahem, you don't need to run anymore, you can take this elevator wherever you want."

Chu Mingzhou calmly raised his eyes to look at the dazed Wei Kesong: "You are my child who was raised with my own hands. Apart from being stubborn, you have a good nature. You are definitely not a fool."

He paused, his eyes were silent and gloomy: "...but I was too selfish when I was teaching you, and I still can't get rid of it now."

Wei Kesong sneered, "Don't bother you to talk so much, I'd better go up the stairs by myself."

There was a pinched red mark on Chu Mingzhou's finger, he curled up as if trying to hide the red mark, his voice was still light and peaceful: "Is that why you don't want to take the elevator with me?"

Chu Mingzhou raised his head slightly and looked directly at Wei Kesong: "What are you afraid of, Kesong?"

It was rare for Wei Kesong to be provoked like this, and he didn't get angry, he said calmly: "I'm not afraid of anything, I just find it very troublesome to share an elevator with you."

Wei Kesong said: "I still want you to go up and down first."

People in wheelchairs have to go up and down first on the elevator, which is considered the privilege of the disabled.

The housekeeper became angry when he heard it: "Wei Kesong, how can you say that, sir——"

Chu Mingzhou reached out his hand to stop the butler's unfinished words, and he said flatly: "You think it's troublesome, so you can go first, I won't keep you."

Wei Kesong simply turned around and left.

As soon as the elevator door closed, Chu Mingzhou's calm expression disappeared. He gasped, his cheeks were abnormally red, and he lowered his head and coughed violently.

"You really, he looks like that, why do you have to want him! You don't want the Chu family anymore! You don't care about your health! You are working hard to see him!" The housekeeper was anxious and uncomfortable, and said: "That is a foster child Unfamiliar brat, look at what he said just now..."

Chu Mingzhou waved his hands, calmed down his cough, and said calmly: "...don't blame him, I'm responsible for it myself."

"Speaking of it in detail, I'm sorry for him a lot. He suffered from me, and he should hate me," Chu Mingzhou said, "I don't blame Ke Song."

The butler's eyes were flushed: "...What about you, you are hated by him, you have been wronged so much, who can you hate? This is the first time you have liked someone, why did you fall in love with such a devil king? What? You are not as good as the one Feng Tu likes! He has four spare tires, which is much better than Wei Kesong, who has no conscience!"

Brother Zhao: "........."

To be honest, I feel that these two people should be comparable.

Xiao Zhao, who was huddled in a corner of the elevator, felt that he knew too much, shivering, and felt that he was about to be silenced.

Chu Mingzhou didn't seem to want to entangle this topic with the butler, so he turned around and asked Xiao Zhao again, trying to change the subject.

Chu Mingzhou: "You just said that Feng Tu has someone he likes, who is this person?"

Xiao Zhao: "..."

Xiao Zhao showed an embarrassed but polite smile: "Haha, the other party is not a good guy, Feng Tu is probably the other party's fifth spare tire..."

Chu Mingzhou glanced at him indifferently: "If you don't tell me, I can check."

Xiao Zhao: "..." Mr. Chu, why are you bothering?

Xiao Zhao said heartbrokenly in his heart, knowing that he is spare tire No. [-] would make you happy? !

Chu Mingzhou said again: "Or I'll ask Feng Tu face to face."

Xiao Zhao: "..."

Xiao Zhao smiled miserably: "...Then I don't want it anymore, let me tell you, the person Brother Feng likes is Wei Kesong."

housekeeper:"………"

Chu Mingzhou: "..."

The housekeeper shouted in shock: "Sir!! What's wrong with you, sir?!?!"

Wei Kesong met Chu Mingzhou on the way, and his mood was completely ruined by this old man.

When he saw Chu Mingzhou, he thought of the stupidity he committed back then. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he felt that he was a fool who was played around by others. He was sold and took away his photo frame. !

Wei Kesong didn't want to take the elevator anymore, picked up his phone and walked up the stairs, but when he got to the stairs on the second floor, he ran into Feng Tu who was sweating from running.

Feng Tu looked up and saw Wei Kesong walking down from the top, and when he got angry, he yelled angrily: "Are you sick?! I told you not to come to the office to look for me, I have a mental illness , You can't fucking understand human speech, right! Wei Kesong, what kind of a peerless idiot are you?!"

Feng Tu stuttered while cursing, hurriedly stepped forward in three steps at a time, at a loss as to what to do, and wanted to wipe Wei Kesong's tears with his sleeves: "Fuck, don't you fucking cry, I just said a few words casually! Chu Mingzhou didn't do anything to you, did he! Speak up!"

Wei Kesong held the armrest and looked at him stubbornly, but tears dripped down his eyes, and said in a low voice, "You're right, Feng Tu, I'm really an idiot."

Wei Kesong couldn't stop crying, and wiped his tears with the back of his hand while crying: "What kind of a fucking idiot am I! How could Chu Mingzhou treat me like this? I liked him so much back then, and I wanted to give it to him... "

Wei Kesong knew that he shouldn't have said this to Feng Tu, but the sweaty anxiety and anger on Feng Tu's face didn't look like a fake, Wei Kesong couldn't resist Feng Tu's direct attack of worry and concern for a moment, he Unable to control the grievance, tears poured out wantonly, crying until my whole body was shaking: "I have loved you for many years..."

Feng Tu sighed with complicated emotions. He turned his face away, walked around Wei Kesong's shoulders and pulled him into his arms viciously. He patted Wei Kesong's head vigorously a few times. His voice was very low and soft: " ...who isn't, idiot."