Take a seat at the barbecue stall on the roadside,
It is the so-called, face embarrassment.
Murong Jihua stretched out his chopsticks towards a bunch of mutton, and He Junle obediently stepped forward;
He Junle stretched out his left hand towards a bottle of beer, and Murong Jihua innocently got there first.
Murong Jihua: "... Heh."
He Junle: "... hum."
—Let the storm come harder.
"I can't tell, Tang Tangye, the president of the Listing Group, will also eat garbage on the side of the road."
"Of course, after all, there is no distinction between high and low customers who visit our company."
"Brother Le, you are quite capable of making troubles. If everyone knows about it, you are not afraid that the police will trouble you?"
"Huh... if you think about it, the police will come to trouble me soon."
"..."
"..."
"drink wine?"
"Drink."
"..."
"..."
He Junle cold-eyed Weifeng:
"I will never give up on Mo'er."
The corners of Murong Jihua's lips hook slightly:
"Each according to their abilities, each other."
"..."
"..."
"drink wine?"
"Drink."
"... A toast to the bright moon?"
"... Farewell."
60.5
Awkward.
Parted badly.
Please accept the good card
61.
In Murong Jihua's mind:
He Junle's life = dream (Junle Gang) + brother + sister (surely more than one) + burning youth
My Murong Jihua's life = a white lotus little sister whom I can't ask for + banknote + banknote + banknote + banknote...
Alas, what is a life without dreams and salted fish...
etc,
Seems pretty good too
62.
After breaking up with He Junle, and returning to Murong Mansion, there was already a row of beautiful maids standing neatly at the exquisite and luxurious gate. The head maid Sophia and the manager Cui Guanshi respectfully greeted Murong Jihua.
"Where's the person?" Murong Jihua was referring to Su Xiaomo.
"Miss Su went into the bedroom as soon as she returned home, and she still didn't want to come out after dinner time." Sophia replied.
Murong Jihua frowned: "I'll go and have a look."
62.5
Without waiting for a response, Murong Jihua took a plate of cake with one hand and kicked Su Xiaomo's bedroom away.
The light was dim, Su Xiaomo curled up her whole body under the blanket, and when she heard the noise, she unconsciously curled up like a ball.
Murong Jihua took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the guilt in Tumbling Shang's heart, and stepped forward to lift Su Xiaomo's blanket:
"Woman, who allowed you to sleep without waiting for Ben Shao to come back?"
63.
Thank goodness this little girl has a good habit of sleeping in pajamas! ! !
64.
Su Xiaomo didn't tremble anymore, she turned her back to Murong Jihua, clutched her snow-white nightgown tightly, and didn't say a word.
Murong Jihua straightened the plate, with one long leg half bent, half kneeling on the edge of the bed, and said in a low voice:
"Are you jealous?"
"Eat mine, or him. Huh?"
64.3
… Does this game have an undo button
64.6
Su Xiaomo was completely motionless.
64.9
"... That's right. Think in another way, I would be afraid of such a manic and rude man."
Who can tell me, will a woman really fall in love with a domineering and tyrannical president? !
In desperation, Murong Jihua remembered a nirvana commonly used in emotional novels—
sell (wash) pale (white)
65.
"My mother is dead."
"My father never loved me since I was a child."
"I... don't you see how hard I work?"
65.5
Sorry, goodbye.
When Murong Jihua was so embarrassed that he took off at the end and was about to retreat, Su Xiaomo suddenly stretched out a hand and grabbed Murong Jihua's clothes.
Showing a crying face with pear blossoms and rain:
"So... you have such a sad past."
?
"...Thank you for allowing me to meet Brother Le again."
?
"It's really hard for you to sign dozens of contracts every day, you are a good person."
?
65.9
friendzoned
No, I'm the hero, I'm the domineering president
66.
Game logo: Red card warning once!
67.
... Miss Su, please don't hurt me!
The bloody girl is sad
68.
Yun Shu curled up again, and Man Li was lingering.
The warm afternoon sun passed over a whirling tree, casting a cloud of clarity on the dark and bright convertible sports car.
Murong Jihua leaned halfway on the steering wheel, counting his heartbeat and the tick-tock of the white diamond watch on his wrist.
With the wind blowing, the eyelashes fluttered slightly.
The bell rang on time.
Another day after school.
68.3
Students poured out of the school gate in twos and threes, and the sky was filled with excitement.
Against the light, the silhouettes of the two people walking towards Murong Jihua faded softly in the warm sun.
No need to look, Murong Jihua knows that this time it must be Su Xiaomo and——
It's not He Junle!
Where is He Junle? !
68.6
Holding Su Xiaomo's forearm was another girl with short hair.
The two went out talking and laughing, and when they got close to the sports car, Su Xiaomo restrained her smile, returned to her usual melancholy and demure look, consciously sat down on the passenger seat, and waved goodbye to her "new friend".
Murong Jihua didn't start the sports car, he sat on the spot and raised his airs, asking indifferently:
"You, you are not good. It was half a minute too late to go out today.
… Who is that? "
"...Brother Le's god-sister."
"ah?"
"Her name is Xueru, the goddaughter adopted by Uncle He before his death. After Uncle He passed away, Brother Le and her have always depended on each other for life, like a real brother and sister."
"Oh... Both parents are dead, and the setting of having a sister and a house is just a gimmick to open a harem. Let me tell you, Sister Su, you believe him, he is a bad old man. If these are pure brothers and sisters Only then-"
"Uh, what did you say, I didn't hear clearly..."
"… nothing."
As soon as he stepped on the gas pedal, he pushed the sunglasses onto his forehead, and asked "casually", "Where are you brother Le?"
Su Xiaomo: "Even if you always ask me about Brother Le, I don't know where he went..."
"You damn woman, it's your duty to answer my questions! Besides, why does Ben always ask him? You'd better forget about all the men except me!"
"... You are rich, but you are self-willed."
69.
With a soft sound, Cui Guanshi's voice came from the portable terminal carried by Murong Jihua's right ear:
"Master, according to reports from the academy's internal surveillance personnel, He Junle hasn't shown up all day today."
Murong Jihua frowned slightly: "He won't be fighting again."
"After receiving the news, I have already contacted the North District Transportation Network Coordinating Department. According to the monitoring and route information, He Junle took a taxi and left early this morning."
"Where did he go?"
"North District, City A, Fourth People's Hospital."
"The Fourth People's Hospital? What did he go to the hospital for—"
69.5
Murong Jihua didn't finish his question, because from the moment he heard "The Fourth People's Hospital", Su Xiaomo stretched out his right hand and tightly grabbed Murong Jihua's cuff:
"Ah! Something may have happened... Please, please let me pass, now! Please!"
70.
In an instant, infinite possibilities flashed through Murong Jihua's mind.
In the end, I chose the most bloody question:
"You... the family is not far behind, so it's not like you still have a seriously ill younger sister. In order to save her owed countless debts and was expelled, she voluntarily sold it as a last resort. She was at a late-night tea party to raise money for her younger sister's medical treatment—
what? "
"No, that's not the case!"
"?"
"That's my brother!"
"... Is there a difference?"
"My younger sister has half an extra chromosome than my younger brother!"
"… … oh."
71.
"Okay, Xiaomo, calm down! Master Ben knows, stop shaking, the car is about to turn into a ditch!"
"Hello, Cui Guanshi? Give me the VR transmission navigation system. By the way, ask the most advanced restaurant nearby to prepare the most advanced takeaway and wait for me at the entrance of the hospital!"
71.3
Waiting for Murong Jihua to carry eight boxes of luxury takeaway bags,
Chasing after Su Xiaomo who was flying,
Bypass elevators that were out of service for construction,
Walk up the stairs to the Fourth People's Hospital,
Ward 518,
hour,
Coincidentally, he bumped into He Junle who was coming back downstairs to buy lunch.
71.6
"elder sister!"
"younger brother!"
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."
While performing the script of sister-brother love in the ward, Murong Jihua and He Junle, who acted as the real background boards, stared face to face in front of the hospital bed.
"Why are you here?"
"Why can't I be here?"
"You know she has a younger brother in the hospital?"
"Not only do I know, but I often come to visit. Heh, how can someone care about Mo'er's thoughts when he is so busy counting money that he can't count?"
"… Can,"
71.
But
But what
But this is just the game world, right
But the hero in Ba Zong's novel always settles everything with money
But the overlord's character design is to abuse the heroine's body and mind in the early stage
71.4
Murong Jihua looked at He Junle's indifferent face, and felt that he had been forced to compare him deeply.
No, no, this matter has indeed been compared, and there is no need to wash it.
Murong Jihua gritted his molars, how could he not learn how to treat Su Xiaomo well, so when will he be able to overcome it.
Also, Mr. Long Kuangshao is really good at teasing girls, I admire him.
71.8
— until he noticed that He Junle was holding a shabby food box with simple notation in his right hand.
Ok, now we can always win the game!
72.
Going forward and gently tapping Su Xiaomo's shoulder, Murong Jihua lifted up the eight food boxes in his hand and shook them:
"Come on, your brother must be hungry. Let my brother feed him well.