"Tell me something. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" The flat-headed man had a cigarette in his mouth, and his slender but somewhat rough fingers played with the lighter. An impatient tone.

"Wu Bing.. It's that girl. The woman wore a small mink shawl and looked down at her fiery nails. With a disdainful face, he blew on the powdery object he had just picked off.

"Huh? Did you see it? Qiao Fei put away the lighter in his hand and put it on the table, staring at the beautiful woman sitting opposite him with a pair of eyes. The plump fingertips are still gently rubbing the smooth surface of the lighter, very light and soft, and it feels like caressing the face of a lover.

"Originally, I was going to ask the students, but I didn't expect that she would be in my exam room for the first exam I received."

"What are you going to do?" Qiao Fei glanced deeply at the woman and held the lighter on the table in his hand. Turning his head to look out the window, at the students coming and going.

"Don't worry, Fan Shuo is home, I'll deal with his little girl first."

"Okay." Qiao Fei got up, took out the money from his pocket and put it on the table, and said with a smile: "Then, Teacher Yuan, let's keep our distance in the future." ”

"Huh." Yuan Mei sneered and looked at the back of the man wrapped up in his clothes and left. The beautiful eyes suddenly became a little sour: Fan Shuo... Do you know I'm here...

At this time, the best life for Wu Bing is to be among the best in his grades, to work part-time during the day every day, and to focus on his design drawings at home at night, no one disturbs his figure without his voice, let alone think of him and feel congested, such a winter vacation, waiting quietly for the New Year, it is better.

"Bingbing, do you want to eat durian crisp?" Wu Peng's gentle voice came from outside the house, Wu Bing jumped off the bed with a smile, and when he opened the door, he saw Wu Peng looking at himself with a gentle smile, wearing oven gloves and holding a freshly baked durian crisp: "When you're done, go to the bedroom to draw a picture and rest for a while, huh?" ”

"Okay~" The girl beckoned to Qiuqiu who was lying on the bed: "Come on, your brother made durian crisp." Qiuqiu wagged her tail, screamed happily, jumped out of bed and ran to the sofa to lie down and wait for the delicious food to come.

"Bingbing, brother asks you something." Wu Peng looked at his beloved sister who was in a hurry to eat but was burned, and smiled with a doting face: "Slow down." ”

"Well, you ask." Wu Bing drank a sip of hot milk, and he didn't have time to deal with Wu Peng, and he ate durian crisp in one bite.

"You talk to. . . Is Fan Shuo together? ”

Wu Bing was burned to his tongue, spit out the durian crisp in his mouth, and looked at Wu Peng with wide eyes and frowning: "Who told you." ”

"Tang Xiaoqing." Wu Peng knew that she was unhappy.

"Oh, I say, it's your old flame. Are you back together? Wu Bing crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows to look at Wu Peng, who was expressionless. Well, we're in this together. So? Are you going to yell at me again? ”

"Are you happy?"

Wu Bing's eyes suddenly dimmed, and the momentum around him was slowly decreasing. Time seemed to stop condensing at this moment, and the whole room could only hear Qiuqiu's heavy breathing and the sound of a pendulum.

"You're together, are you happy?" Wu Peng looked at Wu Bing, who was suddenly silent, and was really angry and distressed. This news was known when he was in bed with Tang Xiaoqing, and he knew it when he humiliated Tang Xiaoqing, but when Tang Xiaoqing told him with tears in his eyes, his little face was red, and he was full of despair and hatred, this news undoubtedly angered Wu Peng and made him follow his primitive instincts, without love and tenderness, and the result was to hurt Tang Xiaoqing. But now, it seems that there are four people who have been hurt...

"You told me that you like Fan Shuo, so I said, as long as you are happy, then let's be together. Then I'm asking you now, are you happy? Are you happy with him?! Wu Peng looked at Wu Bing's eyes that were slowly turning red, anger rushed to his head, and he reached out and knocked over the milk in the cup.

"I'm not happy." Wu Bing raised her head, tears rolled down her cheeks, and she looked at Wu Peng, who was rising and falling on her chest: "Brother, I'm not happy at all." I thought I was doing the right thing, I was thinking that I liked him and that I would be happy with him. But it seems to: It doesn't seem to be what I imagined, I feel that I am more sad and unhappy with him than when I was single... Elder brother.. Am I doing something wrong.." Wu Bing looked at Wu Peng like a child, with tears in his eyes and wanted to verify.

"You didn't do anything wrong, you didn't do anything wrong.." Wu Peng looked at himself every day coaxing his sister to be happy because others were here and looking at him with tears streaming down his face, and he felt very uncomfortable. Reaching out and holding the girl in his arms, he comforted softly: "No matter what you did, you didn't do anything wrong." ”

Wu Bing leaned into his arms and cried, the grievances of the past few months and the stubbornness of disguise all collapsed and exploded at this moment. She was so tired, she felt so tired after being with that person, she didn't want to be separated, but she couldn't feel his love and liking. She thought about holding on, but it seemed...

......

"The third." Tang Zheng is not a fool, he knows the purpose of his youngest son's return this time, the youngest son went home for a few days for the first time, went out early and returned late every day, and there was no one at all, but now he is sitting in the living room drinking tea and chatting with his friend He Zeqian, which is very abnormal...

"Hello uncle." He Zeqian was a well-bred man, although he didn't care about his brother, his own politeness was to be exhausted.

"Ze Qian is here." Tang Zheng smiled and nodded, feeling very sorry to see this young man who obviously looked like Sven Wen but made people feel alienated and cold, "Why, Xiaoqing didn't come back with you?" ”

"She's been doing an internship recently because she's graduating." He Zeqian looked at Tang Zheng, who was not walking as tall as before, his eyes darkened, and he sighed in his heart that time was unforgiving.

"Ze Qian, do you have a girl you like now?"

"Old man, don't beat your little thoughts." Fan Shuo really couldn't stand the exchange and tone between the two, and glanced impatiently at Tang Zheng, who had just sat down.

"Third child, when are you going to come back and take over."

"I repeat, I don't want your company." Fan Shuo frowned, raised his eyes and looked at his father coldly: "I came here today to ask you, about the branch over there, I heard you say that you want to talk about layoffs?" I think you should give me a reason. ”

"Alas, I'll tell you the truth, the company has encountered some things recently, and the capital turnover is a little poor."

"I have checked, the branch only has 2% of your shares, but my shares have 20% of the shares, I have the right to veto your proposal."

"Third child, you are still young. You don't understand .."

"Since I don't understand, then don't keep calling me to take over the company. I came back this time to tell you that I don't want your company, I just want a branch. Also, give me my mother's death certificate, and I'm going to move the grave. ”

"Bastard! Is that tomb said to be accommodating?! ”

"You'd better shut up! If it weren't for you, how would my mom die! Father! I'm already very kind to you. Fan Shuo stabilized his emotions, stood up and looked at Tang Zheng, who was breathing a little fast, his sword eyebrows furrowed, and he just wanted to open his mouth to say something, but he still picked up the narrator's bag and left.

He Zeqian watched Fan Shuo leave without looking back, frowned dissatisfiedly, and hurriedly walked over to gently help Tang Zheng calm down: "Uncle, be careful of your body." ”

"Ze Gan, the third child is out alone, no one can persuade him, how much can you help me... Persuade him more. This cemetery is not something that can be moved, she..."

"Okay, I know. I got my uncle. ”

At the door of the Tang Mansion, a tall and handsome man leaned on a Mercedes-Benz coupe and smoked a cigarette. Always alert, he didn't look back, and asked, "Dying?" ”

"It's nothing, my body is not as good as before. The third one, he's real...."

"I have to catch a plane and get in the car." The man threw away the cigarette butt, interrupted him, pulled the door and sat in the driver's seat. He Zeqian looked at his good brother who wanted to save face, sighed helplessly, opened the car door and sat in.