In Yanjing, a Kyoto with a strong cultural heritage, not to mention the daughters of wealthy businessmen everywhere, nor the second generation of officials who are red everywhere, it is rumored that Yanjing belongs to the kind of aunt who may sweep the streets with a broom can sweep out a few jaw-dropping old guys who once held high official positions.

But whether it's true or not, it doesn't hurt.

The important thing is that in this seemingly prosperous Yanjing City, there are also small people living in the market who may only have a headache for three meals a day.

North Drift!

In fact, whether this word is praised or dispraised, it has deeply imprinted this group of people with an indelible brand, that kind of faint bitterness, in fact, no matter how much you can't hide it, life is sometimes like this, pain and happiness.

Liu Lang didn't know if he belonged to this category of people, but at this moment in a dark and damp rental house in Yanjing, Liu Lang was lying on a small bed that was only large enough for two people to lie horizontally, his eyes glanced lazily at the woman sleeping next to him at the moment, and the corners of his mouth pulled a sneer.

A very beautiful woman, with a delicate face, and slender legs, although covered by a quilt, a pair of jade feet are exposed, which is quite a temptation to cover up, but who knows that this woman is actually just the lowest lady in the red light district?

The kind that can spend an overnight for a few hundred dollars.

Therefore, Liu Lang feels that in fact, it is empty and lonely, and something that can be solved for a few hundred yuan, so why bother to touch the cheap fucking thing like love?

"Smack!"

slapped the buttocks of this woman who was still in front of him last night, Liu Lang said lightly: "Get up, get out of here." ”

The woman woke up from her sleep, just like the beginning of a begonia's sleep, but the next sentence made Liu Lang feel a little bad.

", I lost last night, who knew you were so tough, I also took the initiative to serve with my mouth, no, you have to add money. The woman got up and grumbled as she dressed.

"Add you to paralysis, get out of here, get out of here. Liu Lang reprimanded, in fact, being a young lady is also divided into three, six, nine and so on, of course, isn't it that the higher the rank, the more noble it is, and they are all fucking sold, who dares to say that the word noble is such a fucking thing?

Squinting his eyes, Liu Lang planned to sleep again, and glanced at the woman who fought last night, Liu Lang had no nostalgia, a bitch is a bitch, ruthless and unrighteous.

"Knock knock!"

There was a sudden knock on the door.

The woman who had finished wearing was suddenly startled, maybe this line of work has been done for a long time, and when she realized that this was Liu Lang's pig's nest, she made up her mind, signaled Liu Lang with her eyes, and asked if she wanted to open the door.

Liu Lang sat up and scolded angrily: "This little calf, doesn't he owe some rent, and he seems to be urging his life every day." ”

Wearing small pants to open the door, outside the door is a rather good-looking woman, in her thirties, not pretty, but an authentic Yanjing voice, quite with some domineering taste, very uncomfortable.

"Yo, Xiao Liu has changed girlfriends again?" The woman had a Yanjing voice and a sense of superiority that she might feel good about, and glanced at the long-legged beauty who was putting on makeup, saying that she was surprised, but in fact, she didn't even disdain to mock.

Liu Lang turned around, walked to the table and took out a wad of banknotes, his face was indifferent, perhaps accustomed to the harsh face of the landlord, Liu Lang handed the wad of banknotes to the woman's hand.

The woman smiled at the points, and then pretended to say, "Xiao Liu, I took the wrong one, it seems to be a few hundred yuan more." ”

"It's just too much, you don't mind, get some sleep?" Liu Lang teased.

The woman's face was gloomy in an instant, her face changed like a flip book, and she sneered: "Liu Lang, Liu Lang, it's not that Sister Li looks down on you, you think about yourself, how long have you lived with me? The boss is not small, the girlfriend doesn't, pick up some broken shoes and rotten shoes, eat and wait for death, in this materialistic era, I am really worried about you, do you have any ideals in your heart, a little pursuit?"

Liu Lang didn't speak, entered the house and put on his pants, then walked out of the door with a toothbrush and began to wash, the young lady had already left, she was very familiar, and even threw a smile like a flower to the landlady when she left.

Flip-flops, Liu Lang with a pair of worn-out jeans, that somewhat obese figure, plus this outfit, looks nondescript.

This is a courtyard house, a very ordinary house.

After Liu Lang finished washing, he subconsciously stretched out his right hand, a habit of handing towels to a woman who was deeply seared into his soul thousands of times, even after so many years, this habit has not been changed.

Then he suddenly woke up, a hint of self-deprecation at the corners of his mouth.

Hehe, he Liu Lang is no longer the Liu Sanye who called for wind and rain in the Northeast back then.

There is a pot of chrysanthemums in the corner, Liu Lang will stare at the pot of chrysanthemums in a daze every day, that she likes chrysanthemums very much, he remembers that year, he carried her on the road full of chrysanthemums, she opened her arms happily and screamed to her heart's content.

But he couldn't forget, it was just such a seemingly simple woman, after he was shuffled by the woman of the Chen family in the north and fell into the street, that woman turned her back and got along with a certain second ancestor of the Chen family.

The mountains and the sea oath, but it is just a passing cloud.

There is a kind of pain that can be imprinted into the depths of a person's soul, and even a man who is beaten with iron will tear his heart out.

"Yo, will Xiao Liu still be sad in the spring and autumn?" the woman walked out of her house with a sneer, and said to Liu Lang with a smile.

Subconsciously, Liu Lang glanced at this woman who was extremely mean and sarcastic about herself all day long, and asked: "Sister Li, you say, in this world, bread and love are really a multiple-choice question?"

The woman was stunned, she didn't seem to expect that this muddy man really had time to think about life, how did he think, how did he look at it, how unreliable?

"It would be better if love and bread could be at the same time, but it would be a luxury. The landlady said.

"Sister Li, if I say, I used to be very bullish, I have billions of assets, tens of billions of liquid assets, and I never drive the same car repeatedly every day, for first-line and second-tier female stars, I can dive if I want, and officials at the department level or higher, when they see me, they also nod their heads, or ministerial-level officials, they all regard me as a guest, because I am their god of wealth, and I can bring them a lot of political achievements, do you believe it or not?" Liu Lang suddenly said seriously.

The woman was stunned, and after a while, she smiled dumbly, and said with a grin: "Didn't wake up?"

A hurried horn suddenly sounded outside the door.

Liu Lang raised his eyebrows.

The landlady frowned.

The next moment, the three of them pushed open the door of the courtyard.

Liu Lang's eyes narrowed quietly.

The landlady closed her mouth in surprise.

He didn't know two of them, but there was one, she knew, Nalan Xuanming, Yanjing, the circle that she Li Haoyue couldn't integrate into even if she was automatically dedicated, this mixed-race child was not famous, but Nalan Xuanming's father was one of the top three richest people in Asia.

Li Haoyue, who has not seen many big names, is stunned and doesn't know what to do?

The next moment, something even more surprising happened.

The three men who were obviously not from a small background, when they walked towards Liu Lang, their expressions were very solemn, this gesture was not deliberate, but a natural sense that seemed to be born with fear.

"Liu Sanye, the prince is invited. It was the man who took the lead.

Li Fengchen, Nalan Xuanming, Xiaode.

These three second-generation leaders of the dynasty came to the door in person on this morning.

Liu Lang was not flattered, his eyes were indifferent, he had experienced too many ups and downs, and it was difficult for something to make him feel fluctuating again.

"Wait a minute. Liu Lang turned around and entered the dark and damp room, changed into a dirty jacket, and left with Li Fengchen and the others.

It's just that when he was about to go out, he suddenly looked like a prank, and said with a smile to the stunned landlady: "Sister Li, I used to be really bullish, you can Baidu, Jiahe Group Liu Lang." ”

After speaking, Liu Lang walked out of the door.

Li Haoyue, who was dumbfounded, looked at this lewd/trivial tenant whose back seemed to be so far away all of a sudden, as if she had been struck by lightning.

She rushed into the bedroom, turned on the computer, and ghostly typed in the Jiahe Group.

Then, this woman, who had never seen many big waves in her life, was stunned on the spot, looking at the fat and confident ID photo, her pupils were opened to the maximum.

The introduction of extremely beautiful words made this woman tremble unnaturally.

She tried to mentally overlap the man who had lived in her dilapidated house for more than two years with the prominent man on the computer, but she couldn't really merge it.

For some reason, thinking of her cynicism and extreme bitterness over the past two years, Li Haoyue felt a hot pain on her face.

"The world is crazy. ”

In the middle of the night, Li Haoyue recovered from the extremely shocking impact and subconsciously looked at the dark and damp hut.

The cold wind of Yanjing autumn slapped on the dilapidated window, making a 'squeak' sound, but Li Haoyue knew that that man would never return to this place, he was a dragon, and he would always soar for nine days.

For some reason, this woman's face flashed with a look of loneliness, as if the originally gray-white sky was even more gloomy.