A sneer appeared on Bai Xuehui's lips: "Your good brother, what's wrong with him?"

Hearing the faint mockery in Leng Yurou's words, Bai Yanan pleaded: "Leng Yurou, no matter what, he is also a person who is half related to you. Now he's in trouble, for Dad's sake, can you help?"

Half blood relationship?

If you still remember that they are related by blood, then, when he was bullied at school, when Bai Xuehui took a group of fox friends and dog friends to insult him, did he ever think that he was related to him?

Despite thinking about it, Leng Yurou just asked indifferently, "What's the trouble he has caused again?"

"I drank too much in a nightclub, gambled with others, and owed a loan shark ......"

That's really the case again......

In this regard, he is really similar to his father. However, the difference is that Bai Xuehui has always been a prodigal who does not learn and does not know how to learn, while his father was decadent after his mother died in an accident.

"Leng Yurou, are you listening?"

"So what?" Leng Yurou asked lightly.

"Half a million usury owed. The other party said that if he did not pay back the money within a week, he would cut off his hands. He also made an IOU, cut off his hand, and sent him to prison. Leng Yurou, I know you don't have any feelings for my brother, but you can't bear to see my brother's hands cut off, right?"

Leng Yurou chuckled lightly: "Why can't I bear it?" Bai Yanan, don't forget what you used to do to me. ”

Bai Yanan on the other end of the phone was stunned.

Leng Yurou sneered, ready to hang up the phone.

For her, Bai Xuehui is only a half-blood related younger brother, but that's all. There is no difference with strangers. Or rather, not as good as a stranger. Because of Bai Xuehui, she only has hatred and disgust.

On that rainy night at the age of sixteen, Leng Yurou slept alone in her bedroom. In the hall on the first floor, Bai Xuehui recruited a group of fox friends to mess around downstairs, and his father went to gamble as usual.

At that time, the Bai family had not yet been completely defeated. But it's already a candle in the wind.

In the middle of the night, Leng Yurou had already fallen asleep, but she heard the sound of the doorknob turning gently. She woke up in a very light sleep and turned on the lamp.

A drunken yellow-haired man walked in crookedly and muttered, "Xuehui, don't let me down!"

Bai Xuehui's voice was behind him, and he said with a wicked smile: "My sister, although she is as annoying as her slut mother, but her figure and appearance will definitely not disappoint you." Remember the account of 100,000 yuan, and it was flattened!"

"Tomorrow morning!"

The yellow-haired man closed the door with his backhand, and staggered towards Leng Yurou's big bed.

Leng Yurou screamed, immediately wrapped her body in the quilt, jumped to the side, and nervously dialed her father's phone, but no one answered.

"Lao Bai is really right, it's beautiful and delicious, haha......" The yellow-haired man pounced towards Leng Yurou.

"Help, help!" Leng Yurou ran towards the door, hurriedly kicking the door and shouting loudly. She knew that Bai Xuehui was outside, and she also knew that the yellow-haired man was brought upstairs by Bai Xuehui. But despite this, he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, and shouted for help: "Bai Xuehui, I am your sister, you are my brother, you can't be like this!"

But in the end, Bai Xuehui didn't react anything, and went downstairs pretending not to know anything.

That time, if it weren't for Yarou who lived next door and got up late at night to go to the bathroom, heard the call of her sister next door, immediately called her father, and called the police, then Leng Yurou today doesn't know what will become......

For such a so-called "elder brother", is it necessary for Leng Yurou to have pity for him?

Leng Yurou thought and said coldly: "If there is nothing else, I will hang up the phone." ”

"Cold Rain Soft ......"

Bai Yanan's voice carried some pleading: "Even if you don't think about Xuehui, what about Dad? After all, he is Dad's son, and if something happens to him, Dad will definitely be sad." You don't want to see Dad upset, do you?"

Leng Yurou hung up the phone and hesitated for a moment.

"I'm begging you, begging you instead of Dad, can you find a way?"

Leng Yurou asked rhetorically: "500,000 is not a small amount, where am I going to get such a large sum of money?"

"I also know it's hard for you, so ...... However, you know that I have been quietly taking care of me for the past two years, I have no job, no social circle, and no friends can help me. Can you think of a way?"

"I'll try my best......" Leng Yurou hung up.

"What's wrong?" Seeing this, Long Moxuan asked with concern, "Who needs money?"

"A bastard! leave him alone!" Leng Yurou said angrily, throwing the phone on the table, deciding that you didn't answer the call and ignore it.

Long Moxuan said lightly: "If you need money, just say it." ”

Leng Yurou glanced at him: "Don't show me your money." ”

Long Moxuan spread his hands and said innocently: "It's just a casual thing." I don't want to see you living so hard for money. If you can, wouldn't it be nice to marry me as a noblewoman, give birth to a child for me, go out for luxury shopping, and play mahjong at home?"

"Long Moxuan, my life is not only you, and I am not living for you!" Leng Yurou couldn't help but be angry again.

It's not that I haven't thought about marrying him, it's just that when I think of Ling Xuewei now as an international supermodel, standing on the catwalk with a glamorous appearance, Leng Yurou's heart is uneasy. She couldn't give up all of herself for Long Moxuan. It's not that she doesn't want to be a housewife, it's just that a woman who stays at home every day to cook, laundry, play mahjong, go shopping, and wait for her husband to return home must not have any attraction to Long Moxuan, right?

In comparison, Ling Xuewei is such a cold and excellent woman, any man who chooses will love Ling Xuewei, not a housewife, right?

Therefore, for this, Leng Yurou is also more determined to become an excellent artist.

She wanted to prove to Long Moxuan that she didn't have to be Ling Xuewei.

Or perhaps, because of his inner inferiority, he is afraid that he is not worthy of an excellent man like Long Moxuan.

Long Moxuan looked at Leng Yurou's serious and persistent expression, nodded and said, "Got it." Do you really want to be an A-list actress?"

"Hmm. Leng Yurou lowered her head and whispered.

If there is any other reason, it is because of being a first-line actress and being able to earn more money. At least in front of Long Moxuan, he will not be speculated by others because of the difference in money.

Because, she is cold and soft.

Since the age of 15, he has lost his mother, Leng Yurou, who is calm, brave, strong and uncompromising.

Once you fall in love with someone, you will never allow yourself to be weak in front of him.

Never,Let Long Moxuan be like Fang Haojie back then,Because of his weakness,And left himself。

Long Moxuan stared at Leng Yurou for a while, although he didn't agree with her approach, if this was what she wanted, help her. After a moment of contemplation, he solemnly promised: "I will let you make your dreams come true." ”