1.5 Million Dollar Child Custody Contract

  Although there is no deep love between them, it seems natural for two people to be together, bathe and sleep together.

   It took a long time for Leng Yunlin to hug her tightly. She could feel his face was very hot. There is an inexplicable burning feeling as if heated by meteorites.

   "Qingyu..." He hugged her, the warm smell of alcohol in his mouth sprayed around her neck with his breathing.

  She turned her head and looked at him, seeing him smelled of alcohol, with two red clouds on his handsome face, and a touch of drunkenness in his black pupils, he looked a little cute.

   "Tell me, what kind of person are your parents?"

  Her parents? She remembered that he seemed to have asked about her family situation last time, and she seemed to have told him too, right?

  Before she could answer, Leng Yunlin said, "Actually, I'm quite envious of you."

  Envy her?

   Did you make a mistake? Her father passed away a few years ago - strictly speaking, he was **** off by her and her sister. Then her mother, all these years, has been refusing to forgive her, one is because of grace, and the other is because of her father's death.

  Her house is in such a mess, what is there to envy?

  So, is this the rhythm of face-slapping?

  But, next, Leng Yunlin let go of her, but looked at the ceiling: "My father and mother are in a political marriage."

  Mu Qingyu was taken aback. Although she had met Leng Yunlin's parents, she had only met his father once. The feeling is that his father, at least on the outside, is the same type of person as him, handsome, noble, gentle and amiable.

   And his mother. . . . . .

  There was a flash of light in her eyes, and she looked sideways at Leng Yunlin, her eyes were still slightly drunk, like maple leaves stained with frost, with a taste that was still unfinished: "My father and mother have no feelings. My father is an indifferent person, and you can see my mother's personality. After getting married, the two of them have often quarreled."

  He said, and suddenly snorted coldly: "Then, when I was seven years old, they finally quarreled. My mother went back to her mother's house in a fit of anger, and my father didn't chase her back. Instead, he went to travel around the world. I grew up with my uncle and aunt. The two of them never came back throughout the year. I always felt that it would be great if my parents were uncles and aunts."

  Mu Qingyu looked at him, only to see his eyes, a little confused, although he still had the same expression, it seemed that there was something more.

   "I took the college entrance examination when I was eighteen years old, and I wanted to study film and television art. Because I really like the feeling of shuttling between light and shadow." He continued to read silently, his eyes were a little wandering, and he also sneered.

   "However, my mother, who never cared about me, jumped out at this time and firmly disagreed with my choice. She hoped that I could inherit the Leng Group and help me apply for finance or business. For this reason, I almost broke up with her. In the end, it was my brother and my uncle who agreed to my choice. However, I still had to minor in a business to achieve her goal."

  Mu Qingyu sighed softly. This is the rich people. Although the rich people live a glamorous life, in fact, there are many shackles on their bodies, forcing them to compromise. Not just marriage, growth path, and more development directions. . . . . .