Rao is heating in the family building is not very good, Zhao Meimei still covered herself with the quilt to sweat, she lifted the quilt, through the moonlight outside the window, looked at the desk forgot to turn off, kept flashing prompt lights, looked at it, on a whim, got up from the bed, edited a text message and sent it. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Shi Yang came home, and when he entered the door, his mother was watching TV on the sofa alone, when she heard the movement, she turned her head to look at it, and saw that it was him, and hurriedly greeted him: "Are you back?" ”

Shi Yang glanced at the wall watch: "He hasn't come back yet?" ”

Shi Yang's mother nodded: "I said that there was a social." ”

Shi Yang snorted, turned his head to go to the bedroom to change clothes, and was stopped by his mother: "Wait a while." ”

Shi Yang paused, turned to look at his mother.

Shi Yang's mother picked up a bank card from the coffee table and handed it over: "Your father asked me to give it to you, saying that it was still almost, he would find a way." ”

Shi Yang looked down, and there was a row of pinyin letters engraved on the lower right corner of the bank card, which together were his names.

Shi Yang raised his eyebrows.

Shi Yang's mother stuffed him in his hand: "Yangyang, your father cares about you very much." ”

Shi Yang snorted noncommittally and took the card: "I will pay him back." ”

After he finished speaking, he raised his feet and walked into the bedroom, and his mother followed behind and said, "Yangyang, you can't always be like this, he's your father." ”

Shi Yang's answer was to slam the door shut.

Shi Yang leaned back in his chair, pinching the bank card in his fingertips, and his mood instantly became very complicated.

He has never been an emotional person, too rational, too self-conscious, always autocratic, and no one wants to change his mind when he sees one thing, so he has been fighting since he was a child, and his resentment towards his father, even if he thinks that he has dissipated with the passage of time, but some traces may become shallow and fade, but in the end there will always be some vague outlines that will never disappear completely.

On the one hand, he longs for independence and takes control of his own life, but on the other hand, he has to seek refuge from his father again and again.

Shi Yang had a deep sense of frustration, contradiction, resistance, but had to compromise, such thoughts surged wildly, and he couldn't help but feel a little delicate for a while.

Shi Yang moved his chair and let himself sit upright at the table, he pinched the bank card and rhythmically tapped the table.

The website development project is basically an opening of the market channel, the most difficult road has been passed, the next is to collect the return, according to the current situation development, at most two years, he can not only pay back all the money he took from his father, but also easily buy a house.

But the website is such a thing, although it is the hot time now, but what he does is too narrow, and it will be officially eliminated in three or four years, and by that time, Li Shuren's franchise resources have long been dispersed, even if he really wants to squeeze up, he can only get a little scraps.

Shi Yang has always believed in his own intuition the most, and he always devotes himself wholeheartedly to everything he is interested in, so when he realized that the olive branch thrown by Li Shuren this time was indeed an opportunity, he was eager to seize this opportunity.

What he desires most now is to be truly independent, not only in life, economically, but also psychologically, so he desperately wants to succeed quickly.

He looked at the bank card in his hand, when he could officially have his own deposit, when would he be truly independent, in this world, if he wanted to really rely on himself, there was nothing else to do except money.

Shi Yang knew that such thoughts were somewhat extreme, and he also knew that he was not rational enough to be in a state of confusion now, but there was no way, he pinched the bank card in his hand, which was no different from holding a piece of hot charcoal, and he couldn't calm down.

The mobile phone in his trouser pocket suddenly buzzed and vibrated at this time, and the thigh muscles that were firmly attached to his trouser pocket trembled, interrupting his chaotic thoughts.

Shi Yang took out his mobile phone and looked at it, it was a short message, and the sender was a big baby.

He pressed the lock and flipped through the text messages, there were only eight neat Song characters on it, his eyes were fixed on it, he didn't move for a long time, he read it word by word countless times, and then laughed silently, all the tangled troubles in his heart disappeared in an instant, the previous hesitation quickly collapsed, and the goal began to become clear little by little.

If he wants to make money, he has to seize this opportunity, no matter what the price needs to be paid before that, as long as the final goal is clear, it is enough.

Shi Yang stared at the screen of his mobile phone, the corners of his mouth raised a beautiful arc, he had to earn money, and he had to earn money, because he had something he longed to be protected, even if it was for this goal, it was worth his desperate efforts.

Shi Yang finally read the short message again, and after a while, as if he had thought of something, he laughed and muttered, "It doesn't seem to be, right?" ”

Zhao Meimei's brain was hot, and the moment she finished sending the message, she regretted it, she rolled all over the bed, and she just wished that she couldn't get into the mobile phone and eat those words alive in person.

"Ahh Shame on the dead!! ”

Zhao Meimei stared at the message prompt on the screen that was successfully sent, and wanted to cry without tears.

On the mobile phone screen with a light green background, eight Songti characters are listed in a boxy manner.

Brother, this is my first kiss!!

On a cold winter night, the white moonlight shines down, adding a touch of softness to the haze.

Qu Zongchao stood in place, watching Shi Yang's car turn away from the street, before turning his head to look at his side, staring directly at his core.

He raised the corner of his mouth and smiled a little evilly: "Is it really so rare for me? ”

Qi Xin thought about it and nodded seriously: "Yes." ”

Qu Zongchao let out a long sigh, glanced at the thin clothes of the core, the wind blew, the hem of the clothes danced gently, like a black smoke, under the smoke were two straight and slender calves, he raised his chin: "Let's go." ”

After Qu Zongchao finished speaking, he turned his head and walked to the side of the road, stretched out his hand to stop a taxi, opened the co-pilot's door and sat down, he didn't look back, just sat down, and listened to the rear door being opened, and then closed again.

Qu Zongchao reported an address to the driver, and then leaned back in the seat and made no sound.

He leaned on the saddle, and only a small handful of Qu Zongchao's hair could be seen through the back of the seat, and under the reflection of the roadside lights, the hair shone with a faint light, and the hair quality was a little hard.

The person with stiff hair has a good idea, too.

Qi Xin suddenly remembered such a sentence, and then her heart moved, she sat up straight, and without thinking about it, she stretched out her hand and followed the curve of the saddle neck concave into it, pinched Qu Zongchao's ears, and rubbed her fingertips slightly hard, and rubbed them twice.

Well, the ear bones are also very hard, and it is true that the temper is very stubborn.