Ling Motang was a bastard in the past, thinking that everything could be measured by money, there was nothing that money couldn't do, friends were paid with money, and family affection was also maintained with money, she could make money and squander money, in short, money made her arrogant and proud, even if she hurt anyone, she only needed that money to make up for it, anyway, those who have money never care how much they spend and how much they lose. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the past, she didn't care about money at all, just like Wang Yusen now, she regarded money as dung. So she couldn't figure it out until she died, is money really so important, is it more important than the lives of family members?

But now that I think about it, she was not wronged at all when she was pushed off a tall building by her sister. Wouldn't her sister have more money without her, and wouldn't all the business empire she owned belong to her sister, just as she inherited it from her father in the first place, without much effort.

Money comes so easily and easily, how can you think of cherishing it.

Wang Yusen too, he doesn't care about money, money is just a number for him, he can squander it, use money to win people's hearts, buy people's hearts, give others money to let others do what he doesn't want to do, whether others like it or not, as long as he is happy, because I have money, so everything is at ease and logical.

She is more and more aware that Wang Yusen is very similar to her former self.

"What's the matter, this expression." Wang Yusen was a little puzzled, and the hand that stretched out to pinch Ling Motang's cheek was knocked off by Ling Motang in the middle of the road.

Ling Motang asked rhetorically: "What is my expression?" ”

"It's just a look of loss." Wang Yusen said with a smile: "I said that this bottle is broken and not tightened, what is there to regret." ”

Bah! Was she sorry for a bottle? Ling Motang remembered the life of spending money in the past, to be honest, he had been poor for more than ten years, and he really missed the rich life before.

People always know regret when they lose.

"I don't owe you, I will deduct it from my remuneration when the time comes." Ling Motang looked decent: "When will you take me to see your sister." ”

As soon as Wang Yusen's sister was mentioned, the other party's expression became ugly, and his voice was low: "When I go at night, I secretly go to my sister at night, and when people look at me during the day, my father and mother don't let me look for my sister, for fear that my sister will bring me bad luck." ”

"But, after all these years, I'm not alive and well." Wang Yusen was a little sad: "Actually, I'm quite sorry for my sister." ”

"Excuse me?!" Ling Motang failed to understand the meaning of Wang Yusen's words, and asked: "Your sister is like this, and it was not caused by you, what is there to be sorry for." ”

Wang Yusen's Adam's apple rolled and squeezed down, his fingers clasped the porcelain cup, his lips pulled a few times, as if he was determined to say something, and his voice became excited and high-pitched: "You don't understand, it's because my sister's eyes are ......."

"Yu Sen." Wang Yusen's words were interrupted by a middle-aged man who came in from outside, this man was dressed in golden satin clothes, his bloated figure was still dragging a round belly, and then looking at his facial features, his eyes were quite big and smaller because of the horizontal flesh on his face.

said that the fat head and big ears are still better praised.

"Daddy." Wang Yusen immediately got up, and Ling Motang also got up: "Hello Master Wang." ”

Wang Fugui glanced at Ling Motang lightly, and seemed to be quite disdainful of Ling Motang, Wang Yusen leaned over and introduced: "Dad, this is my ...... Brother, Ling Motang. Wang Yusen coughed dryly and glanced at Ling Motang's men's dress.

"Oh? My son's friend? Wang Fugui's tone was a little softened, looking at Ling Motang's eyes was still a little unfriendly, and his voice was also a little yin and yang: "What are you doing at home, look at what you are dressed very ordinarily, you should not be born in an official eunuch, and your family is not very wealthy." “

Wang Fugui turned his head and explained to Wang Yusen: "It's okay to make friends, but you must also be on the same level as you." ”

Hey, Ling Motang secretly rolled her eyes, her violent temper, if it was in her previous life, Ling Motang would have to throw money at Wang Fugui's face, come on, whoever is richer, come on, hurt each other.

"Dad, I know, he, he, he's very learned." Wang Yusen immediately pushed Ling Motang in front, "Child, I think getting along with him can increase my knowledge." ”

Ling Motang turned her face, she really wanted to laugh.

I want to laugh so much.

Since the beginning of her previous life, she Ling Motang has been called the second ancestor by outsiders, and she is a gentleman who does not learn and has no skills.

Wang Fugui glanced at Ling Motang and snorted coldly: "It's useless to be a scholar." He went out with a big belly, and when he turned around, he didn't forget to explain to Wang Yusen: "Yu Sen, tomorrow the elders of the Liuyun Sect will come to our mansion, you are not allowed to go out and run around, you must stay at home, if you can enter the Liuyun Sect, it will be a matter of the glorious lintel." ”

"The child knows." Wang Yusen responded, and when he saw Wang Fugui walking away, he made a grimace at Ling Motang, Ling Motang already had a smile on his face that couldn't be hidden, and quipped: "I can't see it, you're quite afraid of the old man." ”

"What do you know, I am a second ancestor, anyone can offend, but my father can't afford to offend." Wang Yusen did not hide it, and he was not ashamed of gnawing at all.

Ling Motang sighed silently and patted Wang Yusen's shoulder: "I feel sorry for your father." ”

"Come on." Wang Yusen slapped Ling Motang's hand away, "You still can't see that my father looks down on you, you feel sorry for his old man, do you appreciate it." ”

Hey, look at it, that's pretty neat. Ling Motang shook his head again and again: "I shouldn't have caused trouble for myself and made your father suspicious." ”

"Pack less." Wang Yusen's voice was full of a smile: "Seriously, although I haven't known you for a long time, I always feel like you're my old friend, like my brother." ”

Ling Motang rolled his eyes at Wang Yusen. Does that sound like a word? She is a smart girl, and being regarded as a brother simply hits her self-confidence as a woman. In addition to being called ugly by women, Ling Motang feels that the most unbearable thing for women is that men treat them as brothers.

Yes, of course Wang Yusen feels like friends with her, after all, he is a fellow believer, and he used to be the same bastard second ancestor, how can he not smell like each other and sympathize with each other.

Wang Yusen and Ling Motang were talking in the front hall, the maid had already served a table of good dishes, Ling Motang then shifted his attention to the dining table, the two touched their wine glasses and looked at each other and smiled.

After the mess of cups and plates, there was a bright moon hanging high in the sky, Ling Motang burped and got up to leave the table, walked out of the front hall and looked up at the bright moon in the sky, Wang Yusen and Ling Motang stood side by side.

"It's almost an hour." Wang Yusen sighed in a low voice.

"Well, lead the way." Ling Motang took a deep breath, and the refreshing breath from the autumn wind poured into his heart and spleen, sobering up his brain that was plagued by alcohol.