Chapter 281

Lin Lang is playing with the newly picked Camellia in the living room.

"Bang --"

the half opened door was kicked open.

Here comes the teacher and the guilty man.

She looks the same, cut off the extra branches and leaves of Camellia, and then slowly inserted into the white porcelain bottle.

"Why are you free today?"

"Don't be silly." Jiang Chengxun suppressed his tumbling anger, and his face was heavy. "You'd better explain to me why the shares I transferred to you will be invested in that boy?"

They've never fallen so hard!

Today, Chiang is a complete joke.

And the originator of all this is the woman he never doubted, the girlfriend he will take home!

Lin Lang was surprised to see him, "what's wrong? Since you have given me the shares, I naturally want to think about the future development of the company. You are so greedy and rash that the funds invested in the development project have been wasted, causing serious and irreparable losses. In my opinion, Mr. Yang, who is determined to develop and keep calm, is more suitable for the position of chairman than you. "

"Just for this bullshit reason?" Jiang Chengxun sneered.

"Of course More than that. "

His pupils are constricted.

She folded a beautiful camellia, put it in her ear and said with a smile, "actually, I just want to enjoy the lost face of the prince. Is this a good reason?"

Look at him up and down the clouds.

It's bloody.

"What the hell is this? What's the use of breaking me up? " He scratched his hair impatiently and felt ridiculous. Just want to see him suffer?

"Didn't you say that?" She raised her eyebrows. "I want to appreciate your lost expression, isn't it? I'm afraid you haven't experienced the loss of everything like this since you were born. " So from the vantage point, it's easy to play with others.

He reacted and became furious.

"You play me?"

"Don't make it so bad." "It's just a little exercise to make you feel good, not to mention playing with it. It seems that you don't like my surprise very much

"Now that --"

she gets up, "that's enough."

Lin Lang walked past him without straying, his wrist pulled by a force of gravity.

"What do you mean?"

The man's hoarse tone is full of gloomy meaning.

"You don't understand?"

She turned her head, and the red tassel fell from her earlobe and swept over her neck and shoulder in a charming manner. She said slowly, "you are not the prince of ten thousand people now. An ordinary director is not worth my efforts to please."

The words are straightforward and cruel.

"You --"

the natural tone made Jiang Chengxun get angry and gnash his teeth, "you won't forget, who gave me all this?"

"Why, are you going to blame a woman for your failure?" Lin Lang squinted at him, "if a man's career can be easily shaken by a woman, what kind of climate can it become? Are you admitting that you are inferior to the rubbish? "

"Shut up your fuckin 'mouth to me --"

he couldn't bear it and dragged people to the sofa.

"You want to vent my body?" The oppressed person was very calm, not half shy, "do you believe it or not, as long as you dare to move me, you Jiang Shi can not live in April this year?"

His action was fierce, and his whole body was full of fierce breath. He was like a hungry wolf forced into a dilemma, and he would rush up and bite her throat at any time.

"What have you done?"

She smiles. "Want to know?"

"But I I won't tell you. "

She laughs like a naive girl, deliberately playing tricks on others.

Jiang Chengxun has never been in such a mess as he is today. First, Jiang was injured, and the position of the chairman of the board fell into the hands of the boy who usually did not like his eyes. When he came to Linlang, he ate the sand full of his mouth and could not get the upper hand at all.

"Where am I sorry for you? Do you want to do this to me?" His eyes turned scarlet and he yelled at her.

The show of black goblin spreads on the bright red soft blanket, and the contrast of colors is very strong. She looks at him calmly, "do you really think so?"

Jiang Chengxun choked. "I admit that I used to make a lot of girlfriends and just cared about my own romantic life. But I have changed everything now? I've deleted all their numbers. If someone wants me to drink, I'll push it. I'll be back with you before 11 o'clock every night. Isn't that enough? "

"Not enough." She said.

"What else do you want?"

His anger, which he had managed to hold back, rose again.

The woman put her arms around his neck, and the fragrance of Camellia mixed together, sweet and greasy with a clear taste. She said softly, cheek to cheek, like the most intimate lover——I want you to have nothing and never get up again.

It felt like a poisonous snake perched on his shoulder, spitting blood hyacinth, thinking about which part of his body was more delicious and suitable for Chinese food.

He broke out in a cold sweat and pushed the man away.

"You're crazy!"

He was so angry, "let me have nothing? Oh, what a big voice. Who do you think you are? "

Lin Lang half sat up and closed the hollowed out knitted shawl. "Shall we make a bet? In less than half a month, you will kneel down in front of me, just like a bereaved dog, crying and begging me to get rid of it."

Jiang Chengxun thinks that her brain is burned out, and the degree is not ordinary.

Let him ask for people like his grandson?

No way!

He thought hard that when he came back to the top, he must let this woman look good!

No one dares to live well after betraying him!

The new director of Xinghui made an official appearance at a media conference, and walked to the front of the stage freely. Jiang, who was once famous and magnificent, became the second leader, which caused many criticisms.

Jiang Chengxun's life has not changed too much, but if there is no irony around him, his eyes are always the same as the needle, which is sharp and sharp on his back, especially when he sees the disappointed eyes of his father.

He's not a good son and Disgraces his family.

Once upon a time, some lonely friends joked that he would die in a woman's body sooner or later because of his amorous personality. He didn't die, but he fell so hard that every time he thought of that face and the tiny mole at the end of her eyes, his heart was like a blood hole pricked by glass dregs, which made him convulse to the point of weakness.

Once again, he was addicted to alcohol.

In fact, he didn't drink too much before. Drinking was just a means of flirting with a woman. After establishing a relationship with her, he seldom touched a glass of wine. In addition to social intercourse and a glass of red wine before going to bed, and that time when he talked about the project, he was happy and drank a few more cups.

Jiang Chengxun locked himself in his room and was depressed for several days. His reason told him to be sober and not to be like a coward. He would only drink to relieve his worries. However, he was confused and thought about what she had said again and again. He covered his mouth with a whimper.

Jiang Chengxun, you worthless thing.

He poured a few more draughts of beer, got drunk and fell asleep on the ground.

There was a quick knock on the door, and he went to unlock the door.

"Xun'er, no, you and your father have been taken away by the police!" The well maintained lady seized his hand in panic, leaving sharp red marks on her fingernails. "I don't understand what they said about murder, but there was a man who made a terrible scene and said that he wanted your father to pay his life for his life."

JIANG Chengxun suddenly woke up. He pacified his mother, took a bath with cold water, dressed himself up and rushed to the police station.

There was a murder case which happened more than 20 years ago. The object was not other people, but his high school female classmates. Jiang's father fell in love with him at first sight and launched a heated offensive. The girl had a boyfriend for a long time and refused his courtship. After graduation, the girl lost any news. Others said that she met an abductor during her travel and was sold to a remote village as a daughter-in-law.

A policeman who went home to visit her relatives accidentally got a blood letter, telling her the whole process of being kidnapped by a crazy man.

In the end, she couldn't stand the torture and died.

Once this incident was exposed, public opinion continued to ferment, and the Chiang family was pushed to the top of the wind and waves, and the golden lettered signboard established by several generations was crumbling. Chiang's family ran about for Chiang's father's affairs. It cost most of his family's wealth to dredge up relations, but it was far from enough.

Jiang's father made a request to meet Jiang Chengxun.

In just half a month, Chiang's father had lost a lot of weight, and his white prison uniform was hanging on his body, empty. Jiang Chengxun's eyes were sour, and the omnipotent men in his memory gave birth to white hair.

"Let's call it a day, son. We can't afford it."

From the words of the half soldier.

Jiang Chengxun was in a trance.

He seemed to have heard this sentence from somewhere, but the tone of the man was leisurely, without the decadence of Chiang's father.

"Obviously, someone is targeting US." Jiang's father rubbed his sleepy eyebrows. "Don't take care of my business any more. I'm the fish on the chopping board, and I can't escape. The rest of the assets are left for you to make a comeback. If you succeed, dad will be at ease

His hand trembled, "but it was death penalty..."

Jiang's father said, "take good care of your mother and let her point more."

The young man was silent for a moment and then said, "that Is it true? "

No one spoke.

When Jiang Chengxun returned home, there was a pile of glittering gold and silver jewelry on the sofa. Jiang's mother was counting all her dowries. When she saw her son coming back, she rushed to meet her son. The expectation of her eyes was so obvious, "what did your father say? What are we going to do next? "

He did not dare to tell her that her proud husband had bowed his head.After prevaricating Chiang's mother, Jiang Chengxun quickly walked back to the room. As soon as he closed the door, he slipped down the wall.

He was terrified.

Jiang's sky is going to fall.

He always thinks that he is a mature and promising man with rich love history and business brain and talent.

And to give him confidence, always is the strategist Jiang Fu.

Now the big tree that sheltered the wind and rain was about to collapse and could not give him any protection.

What should he do?

Who should I ask for help?

An idea faintly into the mind, the man suddenly jumped up, rushed out of the house. He went to the small foreign-style building. After knocking on the door for a long time, he didn't open it. He drove back in his car.

While waiting for the traffic lights, Jiang Chengxun glanced aside and was stunned.

The French window reflects a pair of beautiful men and women with outstanding temperament, whose appearance is familiar to him.

Lin Langxiang used up a piece of sea salt cake and wiped his mouth a little. The young man on the opposite side crossed his hands and was looking at her with a smile, "after eating, would you like something else?"

She snorted, "Mr. Yang, you have a sinister heart."

"How do you say that?"

"You are abetting an elegant lady to abandon her temperance." She half joked, "being out of shape is a lifelong enemy of women."

He was amused by her serious look, with starlight in his eyes, and tentatively said, "I don't think chubby girls are bad. It's a blessing to eat."

Lin Lang showed a polite smile, "that Mr. Yang's girlfriend must be very happy. It's time for me to go back home, or I'll be angry again

His face was full of regret, but still graceful, he got up to pay the bill.

They walked out of the restaurant.

Not far away stood a young man, beautiful, but because of the attacks of the past few days, he looked haggard, with a circle of green stubble on his chin, decadent and negative.

He looked at the swaying girl, his eyes filled with complex and profound emotions, his lips wriggled for a long time, dejected, bowed his head, and called out, "I have something to tell you."

In the past, the amorous prince was lowered to the dust.

"Sorry, I have nothing to say."

Lin Lang turned his head and laughed at Mr. Yang, "do you mind if a good man does it to the end and send me home? I'm afraid some people want revenge and can't arrive safely. "

Mr. Yang didn't think about it. He was very happy for a moment. Although he knew that it was not very glorious to walk on the prince's bones, his love for Linlang made him ignore this point, "of course, as long as you order, you can be on call at any time."

He opened the door and made a gesture of invitation.

Lin Lang went with her skirt.

A pair of arms came out from behind, and the man's fluctuating chest was close to her back.

He bent over to hold her.

"Don't go." He said hoarsely, "I can't do it. You know I can't give up. "

Lin Lang lowered her eyes and said, "you stopped me just to say such nonsense? I'm sorry, I have precious time. I'm afraid I don't have time to reminisce with you. "

A deep laugh came from his throat. "You're a monster."

He finally recognized her, heartless monster, and deceived him with his beautiful eyes and soft lips.

"Thank you. I like it very much."

Jiang Chengxun was silent again.

"You did my dad's business, didn't you?" The interrogative sentence says yes.

She neither admits nor denies.

"Why?" His eyes were bloodshot.

"You think he's right?" Lin Lang asked.

"But, but he is my father!" The man yelled in a hurry.

"That girl has a father, too." He stopped all his words.

Jiang Chengxun heard the blood rolling in the pipe. He roared in pain.

Lin Lang Fu opened his hand and went to the door.

Later came the man's repressed and forbearing gasp, "you How can you spare our family? "

Lin Lang turned to look at people, there was no mood in the dark pupil.

He gave up the struggle, with self-esteem.

In the crowded square, he fell to his knees.

Her expensive suit was stained with plaster, and her crown was taken off. She had nothing to lose. She lost her pride and knelt alone in front of her.

Once he was so powerful.

Many passers-by stopped to watch and take pictures.

He knew what an unbearable gesture he would be in tomorrow's news.

Jiang Chengxun was numb. He only looked at Lin Lang's eyes with some vivid emotions, such as resentment, anger, helplessness, compromise, and embarrassment and attachment that he could not explain clearly.

If he can, he also wants to keep decent and calm in front of the people he likes, instead of being so humble and like a lost dog."Why." She did not fluctuate. "It's a foregone conclusion."

He laughed miserably, "do you have to force people to the end?"

"You can't see the way clearly."

She didn't want to say more. She took back her sight. Just as she was about to lift her feet, she heard the sound of cloth rubbing on the ground, and then her legs were tightly held by men.

Mr. Yang's brow frowned, and he came up to pull people apart. Lin Lang indicated that he didn't have to intervene.

"Ever since I was born in Chiang's family, I want wind and rain, and I have never I didn't ask for anyone. "

His eyes were red and his mouth was full of blood.

"Please --"

sobbed and trembled, saying these two words that had exhausted all his courage.

"Please let my father go."

His voice was inaudible. "No matter what price I pay."

"Including sleeping with me and paying with your body?" Lin Lang bent down, put his chin between his fingers, and lifted it forcibly. He faintly looked into the ice lake like eyes, the small mole on the tail rose with the master's smile.

"Yes."

He was pale and heard himself say that.

He lowered his head, broke his haughty bones, and cut open the most unbearable side to her.

In that case, are you satisfied?

"But your expression, not like willing, is as rigid as a zombie, without the slightest sense of beauty." She spoke in a languid tone, and her palms looked like a plaything. She patted him in the face, "smile."

Jiang Chengxun pulled the corners of his mouth.

"You are perfunctory." Lin Lang glanced at the past.

He swallowed the fishy smell that came up his throat, and slowly, with a soft, ingratiating smile.

She looked at it for a while, also smile and bend her eyes, "really good, you still have a talent, with this bag, there are many female guests willing to pay for you."

Lin Lang opened the satchel, Shua, the zipper of the wallet opened. She took out a few tickets. In the man's bleary eyes, she took up his hand and put it on it. "Here, you make me happy. I'll reward you."

Jiang Chengxun had a broken string in his head and said humbly, "what I want is not -"

"are you too few?"

She was surprised and raised her eyebrows, "yes, you are not worth the price." She took out a thick pile of cash from her wallet and searched Mr. Yang's purse.

Raise a hand to shake, fly all over the sky, cause people to exclaim.

The thin edge of the paper scraped his face, and the pain spread to the bottom of his heart.

"I'm sorry. My hands are slippery."

Lin Lang laughed at him. His face was beautiful and bright, just like a pearl worshipped on the red roof. "It doesn't take much time to pick it up. I think the most important thing you need now is time."

The red heels of her shoes made a crisp sound, and her train meandered past and got into Mr. Yang's co pilot's seat.

The car slid slowly.

The man who knelt on the ground like a puppet suddenly rushed up, grabbed the window and prayed in a panic, "that day you said you fell in love with me at first sight in the Thames..."

Lin Lang gave his eyes a little.

He had expectations.

"Pooh."

She covered her mouth with a smile, and her eyes were shining. "Do you believe that, too? I thought I could only cheat the children. "

He's not a kid.

But he believed it, foolishly.

The car sped away.

The man stood in the same place with a bloodless face, and behind him was a man bent over to pick up money.

He put out his hand to cover his eyes, and the water came from his tightly closed fingers. It was warm and cold again in the wind.

At last he squatted down and clasped his legs in trembling hands.

It was his last honor to bury his tears in his knee cap.