"Actually, if you were kind to my beloved studio, I'd give you a way to live, but you obviously didn't do that in the first place." Lin Chutong paused, then patted Cheng Yan's face, and said word by word:

"So, I'm not going to let you have a good time."

After saying this, Lin Chutong asked the security guard to throw Cheng Yan out.

Cheng Yan stumbled down the road, someone in the crowd recognized him, and after a "Isn't that Cheng Yan", it became a street rat, although no one shouted and beat him, but almost everyone was filming him.

Use various brands of mobile phones and cameras of various pixels to point at him.

Cheng Yan fled home, thinking that the villa was the last harbor, but who knew that after he went in, he knew that this villa was not his for a long time.

In the month he went abroad, his mother Han Juan's gambling addiction became more and more serious, and her luck became worse and worse, not only bought the villa, but also owed a debt of nearly 100 million.

The debt collector now lives in his villa, playing with his lover and enjoying his original life.

Cheng Yan was beaten and thrown out, and he found his mother hiding in a small rental house.

The moment Han Juan saw her son, what she gave him was not a hug for a long time and a reunion, but a merciless slap.

"Bastard thing! Where did you die this month?! ”

"I heard that the Internet is scolding you crazy? Bah! My mother raised you so much just to let you steal other people's paintings? ”

"I don't know if it's not easy to find out if you steal one! What a rubbish! ”

With such abuse, Han Juan's slap kept falling on Cheng Yan's face, maybe it was the dignity of a man, Cheng Yan grabbed Han Juan's hand.

"You're enough!"

"Isn't that you?! Know about gambling all day long! You've lost all my money! ”

The mother and son didn't know how long they quarreled and then they started to do it, where was Han Juan, who was over half a hundred years old, Cheng Yan's opponent, and after being hit by her hair a few times, she didn't breathe.

Cheng Yan threw Han Juan in the trash bin behind the rental house that had not been cleaned all year round, and decided to start over, and he must paint well.

But no matter how beautiful Cheng Yan's painting was, he didn't want to look at it, and in desperation, he could only find Lin Chutong again.

"Do you want me to keep praising you?" Lin Chutong looked at Cheng Yan in front of him.

He was emaciated, with lice hidden in his hair, and a foul stench that made him not as disgusting as the scruffiest homeless man on the street.

"Yes." Cheng Yan nodded, he even knelt down for Lin Chutong, kowtowing over and over again to beg for her forgiveness.

"I know it's wrong, I shouldn't have done that to you, I'm sorry, you can do whatever you want me to do, please keep holding me."

Lin Chutong looked at him expressionlessly.

"It's disgusting." Lin Chu said.

"Get up, it's not a feudal society now, if kowtowing is useful, what else do you want the police to do."

"Then you forgive me?" Cheng Yan was a little surprised.

"Less self-inflicted." Lin Chutong clicked on the mobile phone to show Cheng Yan, and Li Feng's photo was printed on it, "This is my newcomer, thanks to you, he is now liked by many people." ”

"So, Cheng Yan, die alone."

After that day, Lin Chutong didn't see Cheng Yan for a long time, until three months later, a body was found in the garbage factory behind the rental house where Cheng Yan lived.

After DNA comparison, it was found that it was Han Juan's body, and after forensic identification, it was caused by hitting a hard object, and Cheng Yan, who was the murderer, was nesting in the garbage heap at this time, constantly stuffing garbage into his mouth.

His expression was glazed and his eyes were hollow, as if he had lost his soul.

The last time Lin Chutong saw Cheng Yan was in a mental hospital, he was like a fool, with a smirk on his originally handsome face, and snot and saliva flowed all over.

"Is that all there is to it?" Lin Chutong asked Li Feng, "Is it okay to face someone who hurt you like that?" ”

"I should have asked, Sister Lin." Li Feng looked at her with a smile, "This guy is someone you hate very much, isn't he?" ”

"Is this really enough?"

"That's enough." Lin Chutong lowered his eyes.

Cheng Yan is dead, his spirit is dead, which is a hundred times more painful than physical death.

……

After Li Feng became popular, Lin Chutong's life was very idle, basically relying on Li Feng and the studio's painters' exhibitions to make money, and with the joint efforts of everyone, "Anya" successfully broke away from the Lin family and became an independent large studio.

And Lin Chutong finally ushered in the most difficult difficulty in history on the basis of a successful career!

"Hitomi, you see you've been married for two years, when will you give birth to a great-grandson to your grandfather?"

During the meal, Grandpa Lu's sudden question caught Lin Chu off guard.

"Grandpa, why are you asking this question all of a sudden?" Lin Chutong smiled.

Indeed, it was only when facing Grandpa Lu that Lin Chutong could clearly feel that he and Lu Lunian were husband and wife.

"Grandpa wants to hold a great-grandson." Grandpa Lu's wish is very simple, "I'm so old, I finally looked forward to finding a daughter-in-law in vain, but Hitomi has often been busy in the past few years." ”

"Now Hitomi isn't busy, how can I say that I have to get pregnant, right?" Grandpa Lu's eyes made Lin Chutong a little scared.

"Grandpa, this kind of thing...... He can't be in a hurry, can he? Lin Chutong tried to dispel Grandpa Lu's thoughts.

Lin Chutong glanced at Lu Yunian's reaction, he used the meal calmly, very elegant and dignified.

Pregnancy should obviously be a problem for two people, but judging from the reaction, it is more like only Lin Chutong who has a problem.

"Grandpa picked it when you weren't busy." Grandpa Lu looked at Lin Chutong with some grievances.

The latter kept giving Lu Yunian a look in the hope that he could open his mouth to help him, but unfortunately her expectations were disappointed, so she could only vaguely agree:

"We'll try."

There is no explanation of how to do it.

At the request of Grandpa Lu, Lin Chutong successfully mixed into the private car that went to Lu's every day.

When she walked into Lu's again, she found that compared to when she came over two years ago, the company was obviously much busier now.

Almost everyone sits in front of their workbench in a regular manner, and the sound of delivering work can be heard from time to time.

"Have you been so busy lately?" Lin Chutong followed Lu Lunian into the office together.

As it was two years ago, nothing has changed except for the flowers on the table.