"Auntie."

It was Lin Qingyao who opened his mouth first, "Maybe I have a public face, so I will be mistaken." ”

Aunt Zhou knocked on her skull and muttered, "Did you admit your mistake?" ”

"Mom." Zhou Hai supported Aunt Zhou and stifled Aunt Zhou's imagination in the cradle, "You have been tired for a day, let me take you to the hotel to rest." ”

Just this time, Lin Qingyao looked at Zhou Hai's distant back, and was completely chilled.

He took her money, spent tens of thousands of dollars on a meal, pretended to be in front of his mother, and in turn pretended not to know her, such a man has always loved her money.

Lin Qingyao has no one who can understand more clearly than now why society complains about men who eat soft rice.

Those little white faces not only like to steal food, but also easy to cross the river and tear down the bridge, turn their faces and don't recognize people.

Xu sensed her mood, and God also cried with it.

Lin Qingyao gave all the money on her body to Zhou Hai, and the rain became heavier and heavier, and when she walked home, she was soaking wet.

Her head is a little dazed, when people are vulnerable, they often think a lot, Lin Qingyao is sick, and she always thinks of the teenager in her memory a few years ago.

Just like Yishu said, she can not have a lot of love, but she can't not do without a lot of money.

She turned on the computer, her slender fingers flew on the keyboard at great speed, and the final draft of "Lingnan Flowers Are Blooming" was finally completed.

When she finished clicking on the book, she didn't think that this book would become popular for a while, staying up late in the rain and writing consumed all her energy, and when Lin Qingyao woke up again, Zhou Hai was holding her hand to make amends.

Scars, once created, are time-filled with the cracks, and their surface is covered with ravines.

"Yaoyao." Zhou Hai's eyebrows were full of sorrow that had made her feel distressed, "Why are you so desperate?" What should I do if my body is burned? ”

Regarding how to spend her money to sell favors and how to disown her, Zhou Hai never mentioned it.

From that time on, Lin Qingyao gradually put away the overflowing sympathy, and she suddenly felt that the reason that poor people must have something hateful was so appropriate.

"Mr. Zhou's business failed, don't I have to work hard to fill those holes?"

"Oh." Zhou Hai ignored Lin Qingyao's bitterness, "Yaoyao, you don't have to worry about the money you owe." ”

Before Lin Qingyao could ask the reason, Zhou Hai changed his brisk tone and said: ""Lingnan Flowers Are Blooming" has been bought by Yiwei. That's right, Yaoyao. I've signed a five-year contract for you, and in the future, you can write novels full-time, and you won't have to hand out leaflets or do promotions. ”

What's wrong with handing out leaflets?

Distribute leaflets and 200 a day, and do more than 1,000 in three days after the promotion.

Speaking of her book, why did he do such a thing without knowing it?

Lin Qingyao sneered, "Then thank you Mr. Zhou." ”

"Yaoyao." Zhou Hai took her hand, "You don't mind if I take out more than 100,000 yuan from your manuscript fee to invest first, right?" ”

Speaking of which, is it still money?

"Don't mind."

It's weird if you don't mind.

If it weren't for Zhou Hai mentioning the past incidents, how could Lin Qingyao recognize Zhou Hai's hypocritical face.

In fact, there has long been a rift in the relationship between her and him. Now, after catching Zhou Hai, seeing is believing, it has just become the best opportunity to break up.

I used to hear that the poor have a lot of eyes, but Lin Qingyao never generalized with partiality. She respects every poor and loves working people, but she is definitely not a little white face like Zhou Hai who uses women to ascend to power.

The memories came to an abrupt end.

Lin Qingyao didn't even bother to leave the afterglow to Zhou Hai, "Don't take it over and disgust people again." ”

"Yaoyao."

Zhou Hai easily broke free from Lu Zhixing's shackles, "Are you really so cold-blooded and ruthless?" ”

"Zhou Hai."

Lin Qingyao suddenly felt very funny, "Do you think you are the infatuated man written by Qiong Yao?" If the old lady is really so cold-blooded and ruthless, what can you do with me? ”

"Yaoyao."

Zhou Hai changed his attitude, "I just made a mistake that all men in the world make, do you really not give me a chance at all?" ”

Did he think he was a superstar? I love acting so much, and I especially like to borrow rotten stalks used by others?

"Huh." Lin Qingyao had already begun to sort out all Zhou Hai's things in this room, "Mr. Zhou, let's pack up and leave quickly." ”

Zhou Hai wanted to continue, but Lu Zhixing saw in his heart that these two people did not exist as if they were air, and felt as sour as Laotan sauerkraut beef noodles.

"If I were you, I would have gotten out of this house a long time ago."

Lu Zhixing opened his mouth, but he just brushed his sense of existence.

Zhou Hai looked at the man in front of him angrily, anyway, he and Lin Qingyao had already torn their faces, and there was nothing to pretend.

So he pointed his finger to Lu Zhixingdao, "Lin Qingyao, you keep saying that I spent your money, but in the end, you haven't found a little white face again." ”

"Who are you talking about?"

Lu Zhixing was feeling lonely because of Lin Qingyao's neglect, and he wanted to vent at this time, "Are your muscles itching again?" Need a master to relax for you? ”

Zhou Hai thought of the embarrassment that he had just been trampled under the feet of this man of unknown origin, and said boldly: "Hehe." Lao Tzu said what's wrong with you? Rely on women to eat white food! ”

"Shut up!"

Lin Qingyao was in a very irritable mood, and Zhou Hai's suitcase had already been packed, "Mr. Zhou." Let's get together and disperse. ”

"My name is written on this house—" Zhou Hai pulled the lever of the suitcase, "Lin Qingyao, even if you want to break up, half of the money for this house will always belong to me." ”

Now, is he giving her a house?

Lin Qingyao only felt cold, glad that he was going through the real estate procedures at the last level and remembered Zhou Hai's face and didn't recognize people.

"The head of this house has only my name written on it."

Her voice was faint.

Zhou Hai's face was obviously not convinced, "When you bought the house, didn't you say-"

"I lied to you."

"Lin Qingyao. I didn't think you were such a woman—"

"What kind of woman am I?"

Lu Zhixing looked at her and asked, his heart became even more sour.

"Mr. Zhou. If it weren't for that, how would I have known that there is such a brazen person as you in the world? Lin Qingyao raised his voice, "I bought the money for the house, and I repaid the loan every month, you didn't spend a penny, where did you get the courage to make you feel that this house is yours?" ”

"You-"

Zhou Hai consciously took care of the loss, who would have thought that Lin Qingyao, who had always been well-behaved, would actually put him along.

"You dogs and men will be punished sooner or later!"

"Really?" Lu Zhixing even kicked out with his luggage, "But I always feel that Mr. Zhou was retributioned before us?" ”

Zhou Hai covered his aching buttocks and wanted to fight back, but Lu Zhixing crushed the bones of his wrists.

I only heard Lu Zhixing threatening: "Now give it to the master, how far can you go." ”