After marrying a wealthy family, I just want to start a career[Transmigration Book]

The midnight wind rushed towards his face, carrying a chilling air, and shed tears from Ning An, who was closely chasing after him.

He coughed twice, followed Feng Yun's footsteps, and got into the driver's seat.

"Where are you going?" Ning An started the car, turned to look at Feng Yun's sharp profile.

The lines on that face were tense, the corners of the lips were pursed hard, and the eyes were filled with sharp shattered ice, which made people feel shuddering.

Feng Yun was obviously still immersed in a certain emotion and couldn't extricate himself, he even forgot to fasten his seat belt.

There is nothing unbelievable, this matter should be Feng Ran's handwriting.

So what a coincidence that Ning'an was filming that day, what a coincidence someone said next to him that someone was drowning in the East Lake, what a coincidence, Feng Ran came?

What seemed weird at the beginning finally came true, and he couldn't help laughing at himself.

Always holding so little unrealistic fantasies and hopes, such a self is simply too ridiculous.

He couldn't remember how many things he had given up, and how many times he had given in, so that there was no way to retreat.

Why can't we let him go?This person is his mother?

Aren't they all singing the praises of maternal love?But what happened to his mother?

Or is he not worthy of someone's love?Even his own mother is unwilling to give him a little warmth?

He doesn't even expect love, a little warmth is enough, but no, nothing!

For the little obsession he had when he was young, is he going to be killed?

Ning An looked at his cold face, and gently rubbed his hair with his hands like he did to him in the past.

Then leaned over and fastened his seat belt.

The moment he bent down, he realized that his hands were clenched into fists, and his whole body was stretched to the extreme.

"Go to the company." Feng Yun finally came back to his senses, he looked down at the black and soft hair of the man who bent over to fasten his seat belt.

Finally, his fingers relaxed slowly, and he rubbed Ning An's hair with some pity.

Ning An raised his head and smiled at him, driving the car in silence, moving forward on the empty road at midnight.

During this period, Feng Yun's calls never stopped, and he never looked at or answered them.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally picked up the phone and dialed out: "Lu Zhuo, check someone for me."

It was very quiet in the dark and small space, and Ning An could hear a curse over there in a daze: "Fuck, what time is it, you asked me to check someone for you?"

Feng Yun's Adam's apple rolled, but he didn't speak.

It seemed wrong over there: "Hello, Feng Yun?"

"Check my mother." Feng Yun said: "Check who she has been in contact with in recent months."

"What's wrong?" The other side was obviously stunned: "What happened? Why do you want to check your mother?"

"Game..." Feng Yun closed his eyes and said with difficulty: "The game has been leaked, the game just released by T.GAME is 80.00% the same as our setting."

"No, Feng Yun." Lu Zhuo's voice also calmed down, and he asked after a while: "You suspect that your mother leaked it? You are her son, what is she trying to do? It doesn't make sense."

"Don't ask." Feng Yun said, "Go and investigate."

Until now, Ning An didn't know what happened, the game that Feng Yun regarded as life was leaked.

Feng Yun's persistence and enthusiasm for games is exactly the same as his for costumes, he can understand him, and he feels the same pain.

He couldn't help freeing up a hand, and shook Feng Yun's cold hand.

In fact, he also had the same question as Lu Zhuo, how could Feng Ran do it?

Feng Ran is Feng Yun's mother, if it was really her, he could hardly imagine how cruel it would be to Feng Yun.

Feng Ran's appearance appeared in Ning An's mind.

The number of times he saw Feng Ran was actually very few, but every time he met, Feng Ran was gentle and kind to him.

Especially when they met for the first time, the smell of chicken soup wafting from Feng Ran's house reminded him of his mother, so he felt especially kind.

In his mind, Feng Ran's image has always been noble and elegant.

He didn't quite believe that Feng Ran would do such a cruel thing, but seeing Feng Yun's expression, he couldn't believe it.

In fact, he always knew that the relationship between Feng Yun and his mother was not harmonious.

They seem to have been wrestling with each other over certain matters, and it is hard to tell the winner.

This makes their relationship very delicate in the eyes of outsiders, with a feeling of hot and cold.

And Feng Yun was always wary of Feng Ran, as if Feng Ran was a trap, and he would fall into it if he was not careful.

The second-hand jeep pierced the darkness, galloped all the way, and finally arrived at the destination.

Feng Yun glanced at Ning An before getting out of the car, Ning An unbuckled his seat belt: "I'll go up with you."

He got out of the car and shook Feng Yun's hand: "It's okay, it's not your fault."

Feng Yun's fingers trembled imperceptibly in his palm.

As he said, it is easier to become vulnerable because someone comforts you.

They went upstairs in silence, the lights were on in the room, and when they opened the door, there was a choking smell of smoke.

Except for Lao Luo, the others were all there, but the room was terribly silent.

Without saying a word, Feng Yun stopped at the door and bowed to them.

Looking at his always proud figure, Ning An bent down like that, and couldn't help closing his eyes sadly.

Feng Yun is the general planner of this game and also the main source of financial support for the development of this game.

But when it comes to the feelings and devotion to this game, no one is less than the other.

Relying on their persistence to their dreams and their enthusiasm, these young people joined hands all the way. Only they themselves know how difficult it is.

Some of them have serious jobs and put themselves into it after work.

Some devote themselves wholeheartedly to this game, and their meager salary is only enough to live, which can be regarded as generating electricity for love.

It was hard to see the dawn, and it was almost there, but everything turned into nothingness in an instant.

And the culprit is him.

Feng Yun never wanted to bend down, he was stubborn and proud, but this time he was willing, he was ashamed and blamed himself, he felt ashamed.

Xiao Qin couldn't hold back at first, picked up the ashtray on the table and smashed it against the wall.

Gray and white ceramic shards splashed in all directions, his eyes were blood red, and he stared at Feng Yun: "What's going on? Tell me the fuck!"

At this moment, Lao Luo also entered the door with a cold air.

Lao Luo is two years older than them, has already married, and is much more stable.

He pulled Feng Yun up: "Don't worry, let's see if there is any other way. If it doesn't work, we still have other games to develop, don't worry."

Feng Yun stood up straight, first stretched out his hand to wrap around Lan Ning'an's shoulder.

Ning An's expression looked calm at first glance, but his slender and delicate eyebrows were slightly frowned, Feng Yun said to him: "Don't worry."

Ning An nodded, put her lips next to his ear, and said softly: "Now I have me, Feng Yun, what I said will always count."

The warm and moist breath sprayed against his ears, Feng Yun clenched his hand tightly, and the corners of his lips were stubbornly pursed.

In his short 23 years of life, light once appeared, but it was quickly extinguished.

It was too dark all the way, so he came over after fumbling, but he was too tired from walking.

Even so, he has never been discouraged, never given up, he does not believe in fate, and he fights against fate with his own stubbornness.

He believed that he would be able to go to a place where there was light and end this dark darkness.

He believes that relying on himself, he can also straighten his back in front of the whole world, and he can also protect the person he wants to protect under his body.

It was almost there, but everything suddenly became darker than before, making him desperate and breathless.

He became a sinner to his fellow fighters, unable even to face himself.

Ning An's words made the tip of his nose suddenly sore, and he turned to look at him, his icy eyes slowly melting.

At this darkest moment, he had an illusion of seeing the light, and he wanted to hug him regardless and pour out all his pain.

But he just looked at him greedily, then looked away, but straightened his back even more.

He held Ning An's hand and led him to a small lounge.

It turned out to be a cloakroom designed by the developer. The space is very small, and there is a folding bed, and a futon is spread out on the bed.

It's usually when someone is tired from work and comes to lie down.

"You sleep for a while." Feng Yun said, "I'll go out and deal with something."

Ning An nodded, and lay down under Feng Yun's gaze.

Feng Yun helped him cover the quilt, turned around to leave, he reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes: "Don't feel guilty, it's not your fault."

Feng Yun quietly looked into his eyes, neither agreeing nor objecting.

Ning An smiled at him and opened his arms: "Hug?"

Feng Yun was silent for a moment, then half-kneeled on the ground and bent down, hugging Ning An into his arms through the quilt.

Ning An hugged him into his arms while pressing the back of his head, and gently followed his back, saying, "I'll lie down and wait for you to take me home."

Feng Yun was silent, and could feel Ning An's powerful heartbeat through his ears through a thin layer of quilt.

That power moved him, like his tenacity, and his tenacity.

He stood up with a smile and said softly, "Don't worry!"

The door of the lounge was closed, the light was not turned on, and a ray of light leaked in through the crack of the door.

The voices outside the door fluctuated louder and quieter, noisy and silent, Ning An waited slowly.

Time passed by, Feng Yun finally opened the door again.

They come out at midnight and go back in the morning.

People gradually appeared on the road, Ning An was driving, Feng Yun was smoking beside him.

His mood has improved a lot, the cigarette butt flickered between his slender fingers, and occasionally passed it to Ning An's lips for him to take a puff too.

In the curling smoke, each other is very silent, but in the most difficult moment, this companionship is particularly reassuring and reassuring.

The sun emitted a ray of golden-red light from the sky, Feng Yun narrowed his eyes, and he saw the light.

But the farce of New Year's Day is far from over. In addition to T.GAME's new game, there are also rumors about He Yi and Zhang Luan's scandal.

Some media took photos of He Yi and Zhang Luan returning to the hotel together late at night.

Both of them were wearing masks and hats, but Zhang Luan looked at He Yi with clear pampering and warmth.

Spend New Year's Eve together, return to the hotel together, look at each other tenderly...

This photo made the outside world once again confirm the scandal between the two.

There was a lot of scolding against He Yi on the Internet, saying that he was a scheming bitch and took the opportunity to gain Zhang Luan's popularity.

Zhang Luan and He Yi also issued a statement at the same time, saying that they are just friends and have been staying in the same hotel due to the arrangement of the crew.

But among the statements made by netizens, the one that commented and liked the most was: the mouth of the entertainment industry, whoever believes in ghosts.

He Yi once again climbed into the trending searches, despite his infamy, his popularity skyrocketed. Before the filming of a drama was finished, his popularity and appearance fees had skyrocketed.

Compared with He Yi's flourishing, Tan Wenyu's side was too low-key and gloomy.

After signing, he devoted all his time to training and studying hard.

More than ten hours of training every day, and occasionally running errands for the seniors, exhausted all his energy.

He has no works and no chances, so he can only work hard in the corner silently, hoping to hit a hit when the opportunity comes.

He Yi's scandal, and He Yi's wider road, each of them is a kind of torture for him, although he believes in him, but he also feels a little tired.

He gradually became a little unconfident, doubting whether he was worthy of him?

But he didn't say a single word of these words, he only practiced harder and became more calm and humble.

On the third day of New Year's Day, He Yi came back. He buried himself in his arms and said, "Brother, are we getting married?"

The scandal frightened him, even though he was innocent, he was afraid that everyone would be able to make money, and he was afraid that Tan Wenyu would not be able to bear the pressure.

He wasn't any better than him.

Tan Wenyu's heart was thrown high like a boat in the waves. He kissed his forehead and solemnly promised: "Okay, we will get married when I post the first song."

No matter how dark the time is, it turns out that as long as we have a little more patience and a little more trust, we can actually get through it.

The progress on Lu Zhuo's side was very fast, and the interpersonal relationship on Feng Ran's side was not complicated, so it was very convenient to check.

Among all the people she came into contact with, Chu Yunhe was the most suspicious. Secondly, Li Yuanshu's visit made Feng Yun very concerned.

Immediately afterwards, there was news from Lao Luo that there was an executive in the T.GAME project department who was an alumnus of Chu Qin.

In the process of screening the relationship between the two, Feng Yun discovered a very interesting thing.

Although Chu Qin and this executive were alumni, they had no relationship before Ke Ke.

Their contacts have become close since more than a month ago.

Feng Ran and Chu Qin, the situation between them is like fire and water, it is impossible to cooperate.

Unless, there is a thread between them.

If it was Chu Yunhe, there was no need for him to drag Chu Qin into the water.

Feng Yun used this to confirm that this person was Li Yuanshu.

And during the screening of Li Yuanshu and Chu Qin's relationship, he further confirmed this point.

On the other hand, their negotiations with T.GAME were not smooth.

The other party has already reserved their backs. They are wild game designers who want connections and have no connections, and want word-of-mouth but no word-of-mouth. They are gradually losing the wind in this struggle.

The only chance to come back is to call the police and follow the formal judicial procedures.

Because the matter involved Feng Ran, Lao Luo and the others handed over the decision to Feng Yun.

At this time Feng Yun had also recovered completely, but became more cold and silent than before.

He quietly turned over the hole cards one by one, holding them in his fingertips and meditating silently.

Until one day, he seemed to have made up his mind, opened a small safe in the closet, and took out a rosewood box from it.

He lowered his eyes and took out the contents one by one, most of which were jade jewelry.

"My grandmother left it to me," he said flatly, "her old man has loved these things all her life, but her financial conditions are limited, and my mother took me to eat and drink, so she was not willing to buy them."

"Now I can't keep it anymore. I need money and I need to start over." He stroked gently, his tenderness made people feel sad: "Ning An, I won't call the police, but I won't have a mother anymore, I don't want her anymore."

The author has something to say: I was super super super excited after watching the National Day military parade today. I can’t even put my emotions into words. I love my motherland!