The Poor Baby’s Manipulation Manual

The two people sitting in the living room heard the movement and looked out. What they saw was He Qing staring at the person in front of him, Feng Xinyang's heart tightened, almost conditioned reflexes, which brought him into his arms.

As soon as he held the person in his arms, the man felt something wrong. The person in his arms was stiff, like a hard rock. Looking at his sight, he still stared at Zhao He with a gloomy face.

At this moment, Yan Xizhi also noticed that something was wrong. He looked at Zhao He with a cold look, "Do you know?"

More than knowing...

Looking at the young man in front of him, Zhao He made a cruel smile, "He is what you said, Xinyang's boyfriend?"

Hearing the man's low, snarling voice like a snake, the young man shivered as if to avoid some flood and fierce beasts and broke free from Feng Xinyang's arms.

He narrowed his shoulders slightly, as if to hide himself. He Qing lowered his head and could not see the expression on his face. The soft and soft voice in the past was hoarse and scary. "Xinyang, I am a little uncomfortable. I will go back first. "

He lowered his head deadly, trying not to let the tears in his face be seen, but did not know that the choked voice had completely betrayed him.

Strong uneasiness rose in Feng Xinyang's heart. He held out his hand and tried to hold He Qing, but was shrunk away by the young man and shrank away, "I, I will go first."

After talking, he headed out with his head down, but when he passed Zhao He who had been standing outside the door, he was grabbed by him, and at the moment of grabbing, the depressed man obviously felt the people under him tremble and his muscles were all covered. It seemed to be stiff.

He said: "Since it is Xinyang's boyfriend, then stay and have a drink."

Xinyang’s boyfriend, these six words seemed to be banned words. He Qing couldn’t hold back the tears as soon as he exited. He lowered his head, and the slightly hot tears dripped in the man’s hand. Zhao He His hands stiffened and he let go unconsciously. By the time he responded, the youth had already run away in embarrassment.

"A Qing!" Feng Xinyang couldn't help but scream, but He Qing didn't even look back.

Ever since the two met, when did the young man treat him like this, Feng Xinyang seemed to have risen a huge wave in his heart, and he looked at Zhao He, who looked no better than him, and couldn't help but feel a little angry: "What have you done to him!"

Yan Xizhi also stared at the direction of the disappearance of the youth, "Yeah, Ahe, what the **** are you doing, it scares A Qing!"

Hearing what they said, Zhao He laughed like a big joke, and his voice was full of cold hatred: "You should ask, what did he do to me."

[Remind the host that Zhao He’s favorability is negative]

【know. 】He Qing reviewed everything that had happened to this body, and twitched a small corner of his mouth: [These three people finally got together, and I have to make a tough move. 】

Let them feel the despair of this body.

He Qing looked down at his own hands, exquisite and slender, beautiful hands not like the ordinary, he put a little pity on the cheek and rubbed, [slippery, what a pity. 】

"Don't you always ask me, stay in Liucheng well, why did you come back suddenly?"

Zhao He had a pair of long legs on the coffee table, and his eyes were black and scary: "I am in Liucheng and I like a boy."

The tea that Yan Xizhi just drank came out, and he looked at his friend in disbelief: "Don't tell me, that boy is A Qing!"

"Yes." Zhao He said: "It's He Qing." The tea cup in his hand was pinched tightly, as if he just mentioned the name, which made him disgusted.

Eight years ago, he was still going to school in Liucheng, but he met his younger brother He Qing. They met for the first time and fell in love at first sight. They were together logically. When Zhao He started to think about telling his family, he was going to be engaged as soon as he graduated. There was a problem with a capital chain. It was rumored that the Zhao family went bankrupt. When he was most desperate and helpless, He Qing chose to break up and transferred to Liucheng the next day.

And, left a text message that trampled his dignity on the ground.

Then, his father was seriously ill. While taking over the company, he did not hesitate to marry and consolidate the Zhao family enterprise. During that time, it was Zhao He's darkest time.

How much I liked it now, just how much I hate it now. After his father woke up, he became a dude again, but his mentality could never be so carefree.

He began to become dull, gloomy, lingering with flowers, and no longer naively believe in love. Anyway, these so-called lovers will leave for money.

So, when Feng Xinyang and Yan Xi proposed this game, Zhao He gladly joined, every time they watched those people struggling to indulge in the three of them, and in the end they didn’t get pain. All are very pleasant.

This is retribution, greedy retribution!

Zhao He always wanted to find He Qing, and returned the pain he had imposed on himself tenfold, but he didn't know why, and he couldn't find it until today.

——Yan Xizhi's expression is hard to say.

"Ahe, Aqing really left you because your family was going bankrupt?"

Although he was a friend who grew up together, Zhao He still felt a little unhappy when they mentioned the past buried in his heart. He said with a cold voice: "Of course."

How did the person leave ruthlessly, and what humiliation did he bring to him, even after eight years, those pictures are still vivid!

"Ah." Yan Xizhi looked at Feng Xinyang with a sullen face who didn't know what to think, and looked at Zhao He who gritted his teeth: "But Xinyang is now in bankruptcy. Why is A Qing still like before? ..."

"Oh!" Zhao He sneered: "Xinyang was only temporarily cast out. He will always be the master of the Feng family, what a bankruptcy!"

"But these are not important." In the eyes of the gloomy man, excitement and hatred coexisted: "Now that he has been found, the pain that He Qing gave, I must double it back to him!"

Feng Xinyang, who had been listening quietly, put down the teacup in his hand, his voice was calm, and he looked up at Zhao He, who was somewhat mad, and said: "Box, give me a face, let Aqing go."

The smile on Zhao He's mouth fell, "Feng Xinyang, what do you mean."

"Yeah Ahe, Aqing is really not like you said. I think there must have been some misunderstandings at first. It is not as good as you meet to make it clear?" Yan Xizhi did not want to stand on Feng Xinyang's side, but if Zhao He shot, he really was not sure he could protect He Qing.

What's more, A Qing is too poor to love the rich? How is this possible?

Compared with Zhao He's words, he believed his eyes more.

Zhao He's expression sank, "Are you protecting him now?"

Neither of them answered, but the look already told him the answer.

At first glance, Zhao He saw He Qing's agitated heart calm down slightly. He looked at the two of them, as if he had seen himself once.

"I remember, he is Xinyang's boyfriend."

Feng Xinyang's face sank slightly, and he had already guessed what the gloomy man was going to say. Sure enough, the next moment, Zhao He's voice was low, saying one by one: "He is a new toy, isn't he?"

"It’s just a toy. I can play whatever I want."