"What is this?" Xiang Nam saw Lan Ji holding a small and delicate camera in her hand, with a wicked smile on the corner of her mouth. I don't know what this demon can conjure.

The ensuing conversation really surprised Sang-nam.

"It seems that you really didn't recognize me, so I'll introduce myself: I'm Lan Ji, the super popular host of Pingyang TV's entertainment program." I can't see that people are not only beautiful, but also have good abilities. No wonder I don't know it, in addition to surfing the Internet, TV is indeed a rare thing for Xiang Nan.

Hearing the following words, Sangnam had to admire this woman's sharp professional sensitivity.

"This, I just secretly photographed Oh, just passed by the door of your room, heard the quarrel inside, I stopped, the sensitivity of the profession makes me very curious about what the two men who don't seem to be familiar with the social status and are not at the same grade are arguing. It turned out to be that lewd man, using his daughter's diary to blackmail you, it's too hateful, these red guys who live at the bottom of the society, live just to add trouble to the society, if it weren't for them, we would be at least a rich country now. Dare to blackmail others, I think he is crazy for money. Don't be soft on this kind of person, don't worry, with this we can arrest him. Sue him hard and put him in jail. Lan Ji said with deep disgust.

"Hey, how can you say that." After listening to Lan Ji's words, Xiang Nan frowned a pair of sword eyebrows dissatisfied. It's so cruel at a young age, it's terrible. "It's immoral to secretly photograph other people's behavior, and you still talk nonsense. Although others are almost, they are not yet sentenced. Besides, if it weren't for the hardship of life, who would want to blackmail others with their daughter's **. ”

"Then you're just watching him do evil? There is no better way to deal with this kind of scum than to take up legal weapons and deal with them by force. Don't forget the story of the farmer and the snake, mercy is always a loser in the face of sin, believe me, otherwise you will be the one who loses in the end. Xiang Nan's tolerance made Lan Ji unconvinced.

"I'll take care of my own affairs, I don't need you to worry about it! Although You Mosheng was rude, he was not hopelessly a traitor. Xiang Nan remembered Ziluo's low eyelashes and tightly locked eyebrows, always like a child who had done something wrong, and didn't like to laugh, but when he smiled, he was like flowers blooming all over the world at the same time. He had never seen a girl smile like a baby. With such a daughter, the father is not far behind.

"Here, bring me the video. I'll take care of that. "Xiang Nan wants to calm things down. Ziluo is still a child who needs to be taken care of by others, but she was affected by her family background early, working part-time jobs, being a female celebrity, and even washing clothes for classmates to subsidize the family. I happened to hear others talk about Ziluo growing up in a single-parent family, and her mother's premature death contributed to her character of thinking about others like a sister and being willing to make wedding dresses for others like a servant. Let Sang-nam sympathize.

He didn't want such a girl who always thought about others in everything to be hurt.

"Even if you can forgive, I won't let it go."

Lan Ji quickly got into the luxurious red sports car parked on the side of the road. The door closed with a bang, and then it was gone.

Sang-nam didn't know how much trouble this tape would bring to his life. If he knew this, he would have stopped him no matter what today.

Twilight, coming out of the tutor, Zi Luo had a trace of tiredness on her face, watching other children grow up warm, healthy and happy under the care of their parents, and reawakened the sad past in her heart.

Mom was beautiful that year, and Dad never got drunk.

That year, Ziluo was willful and proud like other children, because she had a happy and tolerant home.

Originally, the husband and wife were in love, and although the days were hard, they were very content. But that year, Ziluo's father caused a traffic accident due to driving without a license and alcoholism, and took full responsibility for the accident and served 6 years in prison. At that time, Little Purple was not yet 10 years old.

In the month after Dad's accident, Ziluo couldn't sleep every night, thinking about Dad's pain and Mom's illness...... One can't help but secretly shed tears.

My mother, who was already suffering from heart disease, was stimulated and her condition worsened, and the doctor told her to go to the hospital for a check-up once a month, but because it cost more than 200 yuan for a check-up, my mother thought it was too expensive, so she went once a year.

What a long history of humiliation those six years was, and her home was filled with gloom. From time to time, strangers threw bricks at their house, and garbage was piled up at the door. Door locks are always inexplicably broken, replaced, and broken.

My mother, who had been smooth sailing in the first half of her life, had no choice but to swallow her anger, no longer groom, no longer play the piano, and no longer take Ziluo to the street. The burden of life suddenly weighs on the shoulders of the weak, and there is no time to suffer, to support the family, to raise the daughter, and to pay off the debt. Zi's mother has found three jobs, working as a nurse in an outpatient clinic during the day, cleaning and cooking for the elderly who cannot take care of themselves at noon, and washing clothes at a laundry at night.

At that time, they were still living in a small town, and the slightest wind and grass could make Ziluo wake up from the third watch in the middle of the night. She's just a second-grade kid. The heart is as sad as it is wounded, or more wounded, torn and bloody, blooming in the sun. But no one would look at it. I was chased by my classmates all day long and scolded the daughter of a labor prisoner, who was poor and begged for food. How many white eyes and how much saliva made her taste the cruelty of reality and the bitterness of life early. After suffering such a hard life for half a year, Ziluo's mother couldn't hold on anymore. She couldn't bear to let the innocent Ziluo bear so much damage that shouldn't have been borne by her.

On a rainy Friday, Ziluo's mother bought the house she had lived in for nearly 10 years cheaply and hurriedly moved to the tolerant city of Pingyang.

Pingyang, a developing third-tier city, is ranked among the top 10 cities in the world for human settlements, with the sea and mountains, green trees, ancient trees, simple and bright street lamps, free and open urban parks, and square urban buildings one after another. That is, the wide and smooth urban arterial roads are clean and attractive.

Purple Radix begins to fall in love with the city. This city that can accommodate her, give her love and peace.

The seasons change, the years go by, when Ziluo's father is released from prison, the Ziluo in front of him is no longer the little girl with two pigtails on her head.

Ziluo is neither humble nor arrogant, and is polite and distant to herself. There was a touch of melancholy in her resolute eyes that did not match her age, which made You Mosheng both relieved and sad.

Love is still there, but people are not there, the warmth given to him by this city instantly cooled down after losing Ziluo's mother. No job, no money, no home, lost his lover, life, once gave him happiness, and now he has taken it all away. One misstep becomes a thousand years of hatred, and there is no turning back on the path of life, who has the right to choose again?

Standing in front of the window of the tallest building in Pingyang City, it was nine o'clock at night, and the street was brightly lit, and the evening was like day. The heart has a night coat, how many dates are drunk and warm to the bed brothers; And how many temptations distort the extravagance of human instinct in the shadow of the lamp. The restless crowd of people indulges the nerves of inner longing and disappointment, and is released and then kicked in the turbulent nightlife. The dragons danced wildly, like a fig leaf for the first son, and the confusion was half-concealed and half-concealed. Everyone's life is different, but the fun they are looking for is probably the same, and their desires are difficult to fill.

Lan Ji, who had just finished hosting the show, stood in front of the window with a cup of mocha coffee. Mocha, her favorite, she longs for a man as thick as Mocha into her life, so that she can rely on it to her heart's content.