Fan Mingzhu has waited too long for this moment!
When the house was about to collapse, the family wealth was gone, when there was no way to heaven and no door to earth, she resolutely abandoned everything in desperation and went straight to Lingyang to devote herself to Luo Yun, enduring humiliation and torture that outsiders could hardly imagine. All she wanted was to be introduced by him one day and get on the towering tree of Yan Qixiu.
She was not a fool, and of course she understood that she could not realize her desire for revenge by relying solely on Luo Yun, because her enemies had become too powerful.
What she values is Yan Qixiu who is hiding behind Luo Yun!
If there was one thing that made her feel less resistant and painful during the days she spent with Zhuang Shaoxuan, it was that she learned many unknown inside stories and secrets.
Therefore, she knew that Yan Qixiu not only had strength and background that were not inferior to Zhuang Shaoxuan, but also liked women. Not only did he like them, but he would also give them enough importance: under Yan Qixiu's subordinates, the eight most capable people were all beautiful women!
And she is the woman among women, a charming woman who no one can refuse or resist!
She believed that if she was given a chance, she would definitely not be inferior to Ba Feng!
For Fan Mingzhu, doing this is not paving a golden road for herself - from the day Fan Hengan was imprisoned and died, she clearly understood that she no longer had a future. All of this is nothing more than the last straw she can grasp for revenge, and it is also her last hope!
Besides, she didn't have any other choice, did she
Luo Yun's eyes flashed with a subtle sarcasm, and he said with a smile: "Mingzhu, with your intelligence, I'm sure you will be looked at differently by President Yan. If you are favored one day, you must remember our friendship and say more good things for me in front of President Yan."
Fan Mingzhu took a deep breath, a sincere expression on her face, and said: "If that day really comes, Mingzhu will definitely repay you with all her heart!"
Luo Yun laughed loudly, but it caused him to suffer from a concussion. He felt dizzy and nauseous. As soon as he turned his head, he vomited all the filth on Fan Mingzhu's body.
Fan Mingzhu didn't seem to be surprised at all. She first took a towel and hot water to help Luo Yun clean up, and then went to the bathroom to wipe herself. After wiping twice, she smelled the pungent smell of her clothes, looked up at the pretty face in the mirror that was still as beautiful as yesterday, and suddenly bit her lower lip tightly, and then submerged her head in the cold water of the sink.
Living like a ghost, why fear death
But before he dies, all those people must be buried with the Fan family!
Wen Liang heard the door open, opened his eyes and saw Ye Yuting tiptoeing to come in. He pulled the quilt over himself and said with a smile, "Female pervert, are you going to attack me at night? But it's already daybreak, please come earlier next time!"
Ye Yuting pouted and said, "I came in to see if you're awake. Good intentions don't get rewarded! Since you're awake, get up and have breakfast. I made porridge and fried eggs. I wonder if it suits your taste."
"As long as it's made by you, it must be to your liking!"
Wen Liang threw off the quilt and jumped out of bed. His slender figure in his underwear revealed an indescribable masculine beauty in the morning sun. Ye Yuting stared at him blankly, her beautiful eyes flashing with a strange light, and for a moment she even forgot to turn around.
"Just look at it, don't drool!"
Wen Liang came close to her face and waved his hand. Ye Yuting reacted quickly, slapped his hand away, turned around and ran away, hearing Wen Liang's hearty laughter behind her.
There were two breakfasts on the table. The golden and tender fried eggs paired with the rich and thick rice porridge whetted people's appetite. Wen Liang washed up and sat down. He turned around and asked, "Where's Yuxi?"
"She has no plans for today, and she's still sleeping. She's been working from dawn to dusk every day, and she's really exhausted. If you have time, try to persuade her that work is work, and she shouldn't work so hard..."
"If you don't work hard when you are young, you will regret it when you are old. If you suffer a little now, you may not have to suffer in the future. Don't worry, this opportunity is very important to Yuxi. She will be fine as long as she can get through it. She knows her limits."
"You two... you're really pissing me off!"
"Really?" Wen Liang smiled slightly, tiptoed under the table, and rubbed Ye Yuting's calf gently up and down, saying: "You are so angry, is it because you are not satisfied with something?"
Ye Yuting sat opposite Wen Liang, feeling the tingling sensation in her legs. She lowered her head, her hair falling on her cheeks. At first, she was able to pretend to eat breakfast seriously, but soon even her ears turned red. She could no longer maintain her composure, so she put down her chopsticks, slumped on the table, and said angrily, "You just like to bully me..."
After a beautiful breakfast, Wen Liang and Ye Yuting went to school together. On the way, they learned that Huang Mei got married last week. He was busy reorganizing the management of Chuangtu at that time and was too busy to even eat, so Ye Yuting did not inform him. Wen Liang had a good impression of Huang Mei and they were also good friends. He said, "You should have informed me. If you can't come, you should at least give me a red envelope."
"I know you're thinking about me, so I packed a big red envelope for you. As we said, this is my private money, you have to pay it back!"
"Oh, you still have some private money? Yuting, it seems I still don't know you well enough. How about this, I'll go to your place tonight and we need to communicate more deeply!"
"What communication... ah, you dirty bastard!"
If there were not too many pedestrians, Ye Yuting really wanted to jump on Wen Liang and twist his ears. Wen Liang saw that he had successfully diverted her attention and was about to continue talking nonsense, but Ye Yuting realized that she had been fooled by this boy again and said, "Bah, don't think that I forgot to ask you for money just because you said some dirty words, three thousand yuan, come back!"
"No way, how much red envelope did you wrap?"
"three hundred!"
"Then why should I pay back three thousand?"
“Isn’t interest money?”
"Yuting, I haven't seen you for a few days. You have become a bad person..."
Arriving at the entrance of No. 1 Middle School, it was the same old routine. Ye Yuting went in first, and Wen Liang walked around. He accidentally entered the bookstore he had visited last time. The wretched owner actually remembered Wen Liang and greeted him warmly. He looked around with a sly look, bumped his shoulder with Wen Liang, and said, "Hey, young man, how about the book you bought last time? Wasn't it exciting?"
Wen Liang thought of the "Boy's Magical Artifact" that Huang Gang had wrapped up like a mummy. Seeing that there were no customers in the store, he wanted to tease him and said, "Boss, you are really good at bragging. I went back to take a look at that book last time. It's meaningless. No one wanted it even if I gave it away for free. I threw it in the toilet as toilet paper a long time ago."
The boss immediately got angry and said, "Impossible? I think it's well written. There are father and daughter, mother and son, family, cuckold, girlfriend, wife, uniforms and SM. The writing style is rough but delicate, gorgeous but gentle. It is simply a culmination of various types. It can be called 'the ultimate erotic song, the Li Sao without rhyme'. Even from the perspective of probability, there should be one type you like, right?"
Wen Liang was stunned for a while, then asked, "Boss, what is your education level?"
"Well, my family was poor before, and I couldn't afford to go to college. After graduating from No. 19 Middle School, I had no skills at all, so I could only sell books to support my family. You don't know how much I regret it. If I had gone to No. 1 Middle School, I could have at least become a director..."
The tradition of No. 1 Middle School and No. 19 Middle School being bad-mouthed by each other is long-standing. Even the bookstore owner knows that it is absolutely right to disgust No. 19 Middle School in front of the students of No. 1 Middle School. Three black lines floated across Wen Liang's forehead. He said, "Tell the truth! Otherwise, I will report you to the school for selling pornographic books!"
The boss's eyes, as big as yellow beans, bulged like cowbells and he said, "Young man, this is too unfair... Okay, okay, I'll tell you, isn't it okay?"
The boss suddenly sighed, and his eyes passed through the gate to the sky full of white clouds. It should have been a very artistic picture, but unfortunately the vulgar nature ran through his soul. No matter how you looked at it, he looked like a pervert who was rubbing his hands and surveying the terrain, ready to have sex.
"I am a graduate of Jiangdong University's Department of Finance and Economics in 1989..."
On the way to Class 6, Wen Liang was still a little dazed. He was not dazed about how the graduates of Jiangda University could fall to this state. Hearing the words "1989" made everything clear. He was dazed about whether his plan needed to be adjusted if all the graduates of Jiangda University were of this temperament.
However, seeing another "must-have artifact" in his hand, Wen Liang regained his confidence. No matter how bad his temperament was, at least his sales skills were worthy of the name of Jiangda: he had no intention of buying the book, but was fooled into spending ten dollars!
After entering the classroom, Wen Liang hid the book inside his coat, walked to Huang Gang's side, knocked on the table, and said with a smile: "Classmate, borrow it!"
Huang Gang was biting a pen and frowning as she studied a complicated math problem. When she heard Wen Liang's voice, she looked up in surprise. Still not believing her eyes, she blinked rapidly a few times. Then with a "click", the pen fell out of her mouth, fell on the table and bounced twice.
"Hallucination?"
Huang Gang's face was filled with surprise, and she was eager to touch Wen Liang's clothes to test whether they were real or fake. Wen Liang couldn't stand being looked at by her, so she flicked her forehead with her finger and said with a dark face, "What's wrong?"
“Ouch, that hurts!”
Huang Gang covered his forehead and cried out, "Chairman, you are finally out of confinement?"
Since Wen Liang was elected as the president of the student union, Huang Gang's title has changed from idol to class monitor, and finally settled on "President". Wen Liang suppressed the urge to call her "Enlai" and said, "Yes, I have mastered my magical powers and will be invincible from now on..."
“Ahhh!”
Huang Gang called out three more times, happily handed over the cup of water, and said, "My cup is no longer warm, please use your magic to heat it up for me."
Wen Liang felt helpless and said, "Jia Jia, Jia Jia, let me in first..."
Bang!
Just as he finished speaking, the book he had been tucked under his arm accidentally fell out. Huang Gang bent down diligently to pick it up, and when he saw the cover, the memories of last time came back to his mind. His big eyes stared at Wenliang, and his heartbroken look made even the most shameless person feel guilty.
"This... I can explain..." (To be continued)