Duan Lang is not familiar with the other party, of course he can't say that he likes it, but he can't hate it.

Fang Manman is a rare talent, a girl from a good family, and he really can't bear to watch her being ruined.

Yes, with her troubled appearance, if she doesn't take it back, she will be taken away by her bastard father.

Looking at the girl who was drugged and couldn't wake up for a while, Duan Lang was at a loss and didn't know what to do.

Originally, he had washed up and was going to rest.

On weekdays, he doesn't rest so early, but today is his birthday, it's different.

The old man held a banquet in the living room of the front yard and invited a group of friends who drank and meat, all of whom were people from the underworld. Duan Lang didn't want to socialize.

Besides, today is also his mother's death day.

Every time Duan Lang went to bed early, lay on the bed, and missed his mother.

When his mother gave birth to him, she died in childbirth, and there was no photo of her at home, and there were no relics.

My mother's family, although they are also rich and powerful, are far away and have never interacted.

Duan Lang's thoughts about his mother are completely imaginary.

Looking at Fang Man's pure and flawless sleeping face, Duan Lang thought that when his mother was young, she probably looked like this.

Otherwise, how could he be married back by his father, who was very picky.

After her death, she guarded her like a jade for many years.

It's just that no matter how deep the feelings are, they can't beat time.

The dead cannot fight with the living.

Duan Lang actually admired his father when he was a child, and never felt that he was a bad person.

But after growing up and being sensible, especially in recent years, the estrangement between father and son has become deeper and deeper.

Especially after the advent of Soho.

When Soho was brought back by Duan Tianhao, he was only fifteen years old, and now he is only eighteen years old.

is only one year older than Duan Lang, but Duan Lang wants to call her little mother.

Of course, Duan Lang never shouted.

It was also because of Soho that he hated girls so much.

The lights were turned off, and Duan Lang lay down on the tatami in front of the window.

Looking at the hazy moonlight outside the window, he thought of his mother again, and almost stayed awake all night.

When Fang Man woke up, he only felt a splitting headache, his eyelids were very heavy, and he couldn't open his eyes at all.

Recalling the moment she fainted, she immediately held her breath.

She didn't know where she was, what had happened to her, and she didn't dare to open her eyes.

Fang Man stabilized his mind and summoned Xiao Yuanzi in his heart.

None of the three elves responded.

She quietly moved her hand, touched herself, and found that the clothes were still there, and they were still worn when she went out, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

I don't know if they are in danger or if the Qiankun bag is gone, I don't care much, Fang opened his eyes with a long brush.

The light was bright, and she squinted, and it took a long time to get used to it.

Looking around, he didn't find anyone, Fang Manman held back his dizziness and sat up.

The antique room is almost as furnished as her living room, and any piece of furniture is antique.

The west wall, with a whole row of bookshelves, is filled with books.

Fang Manman even saw the sophomore textbook and physics paper on the desk in front of the bed.

The paper is signed by Duan Lang, and there are only 40 points.

This volume is inexplicably familiar.

After thinking about it, Xia Xia took two test papers during the lunch break on Friday, and competed with her to see who would be more, and this is it.

Looking at this posture, Fang Man couldn't imagine who he was robbing himself.

Could it be that he invited himself to tutor his children in physics?

Of course not. Fang Manman also felt that his idea was naïve enough.

When she lifted the quilt, she realized that she hadn't even taken off her shoes.

No wonder I always feel like something is wrong lying down.