Xu Mengdie has never been so intimate with a man since she was a child, and when she was held by Shen Lang like this, the reaction in her heart can be imagined, it is awkward and novel.

But she wasn't too embarrassed to break free.

Shen Lang took Xu Mengdie's hand, satisfied, and kept moving forward.

At this time, it is already afternoon, and both sides of the road in the villa area are full of transplanted magnolias, and it is now the flowering season, and the large white petals are released angrily, which makes people dizzy.

Xu Mengdie smelled the pungent fragrance of magnolia flowers, the silence of the summer afternoon, and the man holding her hand beside her, all made her feel in a trance.

I don't know how long it took, Xu Mengdie walked to the door of the villa that Shen Lang bought in a daze, took out the key and opened the door of the villa, and just wanted to enter, he heard a young man's voice next to him say: "This Mr. Shen, the world is so small, we meet again." ”

When Xu Mengdie heard this, she hurriedly looked back, and saw a young man who was dressed up and dressed up was walking out of the villa next to him, and he was carrying a woman with a very small grade, but a very outstanding figure and face on his arm.

Xu Mengdie looked at Shen Lang who was holding his hand again, and saw that he had a smile on his face, leisurely looking at the pair of young people who were about to come by himself.

Xu Mengdie suddenly felt that Shen Lang's appearance was simply too cool.

When the pair of young people walked in front of him, Shen Lang said lightly: "Wang Gongzi, it is true that the mountains do not turn around, and the water does not turn around, but I didn't expect that before I came to visit, we would meet again." ”

This young man is Wang Zicong, the son of the richest man in Huaxia, but the woman next to him is not the one from last time, but a younger one.

Sure enough, he studied philosophy, and he really did what he wanted without exceeding the rules.

Wang Zicong looked at Shen Lang's leisurely expression, and felt a little annoyed.

He saw Shen Lang twice, and both times he was very annoyed by Shen Lang's expression.

Isn't that a look that is unique to you? Only people born with a golden spoon like themselves can have such an expression, and other people really don't deserve it.

But it was a son-in-law like himself who was so rich that he felt uncomfortable in front of Shen Lang repeatedly, feeling as if he was being pressed by him, and the annoyance in his heart can be imagined.

Wang Zicong put his hand around the shoulder of the young model next to him, this young model was wearing a suspender, and there was only the transparent strap of the suspender shirt on the entire shoulder, which looked smooth and soft.

"Mr. Shen, do you have a good appetite, from the minister's daughter to the small white-collar worker in the sales office, everyone who comes does not refuse, and I am also convinced by your taste." Wang Zicong said defiantly.

Shen Lang looked at Wang Zicong, not only did he not get angry at his words, but he also smiled and said: "My friend, there are all kinds of things, unlike Wang Gongzi, who specializes in the kind of person who seems to be created by chance." ”

Shen Lang's words were obviously sarcastic about the women Wang Zicong brought with him, all of them were tender models with plastic surgery, pointed chins, and big eyes, as if they were mass-produced, coming out of a mold.

How could Wang Zicong not hear Shen Lang's words, but he was not angry, his dealings with these women were just playing, besides, even if he showed his taste, he didn't need to rely on women to show it.

"Hehe, if you don't say it, I'm a rich man, and you're just like a nouveau riche, you don't understand this era at all, you still look at the world with the eyes you developed when you were in the countryside, and say what is true or false, don't you know, the world is originally false, the so-called truth and falsehood are just the eyes that people wear for you. With your level, I'm afraid you won't be able to pick it up in your life. ”

"Yes, then, there is no distinction between true and false, how do you settle in this world, although I haven't read any books, but I also know that there is such a kind of person in this world, called cynicism." Shen Lang still said lightly.

Wang Zicong's hand slid down the shoulder of the tender model next to him, and he looked at Shen Lang's eyes with some surprise: "What, you actually know what it means to be cynical?" You call me a cynic? ”

"Hehe, you rich bastards who have been reading for a few days, just understand some superficial problems, and think that you have understood the philosophy of life, and think that there must be death in life, as if you have seen everything away, in fact, you don't understand why people want to live, just like you don't understand what you have so much money for." Shen Lang said coldly, he understood very well what people like Wang Zicong thought in their hearts.

It is the void, and in their lives, the world is completely a void, and no matter how much money is filled in it, it will not be able to fill the void.

Xu Mengdie was a little stunned when she heard Shen Lang say these words next to her, she didn't understand why a person like Shen Lang, who spoke with his fists and had a lot of money, still had the heart to study these metaphysical questions.

Aren't these questions the problems of the study of the rotten Confucianism held in the study?

"Hehe, it seems that you understand it very well, with your identity and age, how can you understand these problems, I just don't know who hears a few words in someone's mouth, so I just use it to pretend to be X." Wang Zicong said lightly.

"You shouldn't doubt me, all your knowledge is cut from books, at most there is money to buy some of it, and I, all of it was obtained in the battlefield of blood and fire, you have not experienced life and death, and you are babbling here about the world, life, meaning and the like, which makes people feel very ridiculous." Shen Lang said sarcastically.

Wang Zicong listened to Shen Lang's words, and suddenly felt that it was very reasonable, and he had nothing to say for a while.

At this time, the young model next to Wang Zicong suddenly said: "Congcong, what do you have to talk about with such a person, in Huaxia Kingdom, these people are not qualified to lift shoes for you, you have to talk nonsense with them." ”

Although this young model is not very old, he speaks very old and spicy, although he seems a little rude, but it is indeed a big truth.

A kind of materialistic truth.

It's the kind of brainwashed people who are so honest.

This kind of truth includes the barrel of a gun, including a good cat, that is, the fist is justice, but justice is a footcloth.

Shen Lang looked at this tender model. A smile appeared on his face, and he wanted to see how Wang Zicong would answer this young model.

"Shut up, you're just a shoe for people, and you're still talking here." Wang Zicong couldn't help but be a little angry when he heard how the woman around him embarrassed himself.

Although Wang Zicong's words were so ugly, the young model didn't seem to care, just pouted, and then stopped talking.

Shen Lang looked at Wang Zicong's expression, nodded secretly in his heart, and thought to himself, although this person is a little arrogant, but after all, he is highly educated, although he doesn't care much about right and wrong, truth or falsehood, but he still cares a lot about rudeness and elegance.

This su zhì, in the average rich second generation, can be regarded as okay.

After Wang Zicong finished speaking, he turned to Shen Lang again and said, "Don't talk to me, let me ask you, where is your foundation?" ”

"My foundation lies in righteousness and blood, and there is nothing else worth living in this world." Shen Lang said lightly.

As soon as Shen Lang's words came out, not only Wang Zicong was a little surprised, but even Xu Mengdie, who was listening in a daze next to him, also felt a little surprised. Although she didn't quite understand what Shen Lang and Wang Zicong were talking about, as soon as she heard Shen Lang say justice and blood, Xu Mengdie's heart still trembled.

She had only heard such heroic words in the movie, but she had never heard them in reality, and now, Shen Lang's words reached Xu Mengdie's ears, just like being in a hot-blooded movie, which made Xu Mengdie unable to distinguish between reality and dreams.

However, she thought that in Shen Lang's world, there is only blood, and justice is the most important, so if he has a sweetheart, where should he put it?

Thinking of this, Xu Mengdie couldn't help but feel a little lost.

"Your foundation is in justice, blood? Isn't it a little too tall, the women around you? What about the villas around you? Wang Zicong said with some sarcasm.

"Without justice, nothing is false." Shen Lang said categorically.

Wang Zicong listened to Shen Lang's words, didn't speak for a long time, just looked at him in surprise.

Wang Zicong doesn't understand why in this era when truth and falsehood are the same, there are still people living and fighting for such dubious justice, justice that cannot be completely distinguished.

However, if you don't understand, Wang Zicong still has some respect for Shen Lang.

"Mr. Shen, it seems that you are really an iron-clad man, I don't know if you are true or not, but I am afraid that we will be neighbors in the future, I also happened to buy a villa here, the so-called distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, we must be close and get to know each other well." Wang Zicong said with something in his words.

Shen Lang nodded and said, "Okay, Prince Wang, but the so-called distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, and they are not as good as neighbors at the end of the world." ”

"That's a great thing to say, I like it very much, so let's hold a drinking party at home tomorrow, we have an appointment before, so I invite you to come." After a pause, Wang Zicong continued: "When the time comes, there will be a few masters I invited from all over Huaxia to learn from you. ”

Shen Lang smiled, Wang Zicong still didn't forget the appointment of the last cocktail party, so he said: "Since we are so fateful, how can I forget the appointment of the two of us, since we are about to become neighbors, this cocktail party, I might as well take it as a welcome reception." ”

"Hehe, no matter what kind of drinking party you should do, the essence will remain the same, and you will undergo a severe test." Wang Zicong said lightly.

"Well, I will definitely come tomorrow night to taste the wine banquet that Wang Gongzi has prepared for a long time, don't let me down." Shen Lang smiled, and after speaking, he ignored Wang Zicong, took Xu Mengdie's hand, and stepped into the mansion he bought with a lot of money.