Little Terrified Bun

The breeze blew, bringing a gust of warm wind, and I felt that the wound on my face was aching.

He secretly glanced at the young man, only to see his brows frowned slightly, and his clear eyes were full of worry and doubt. He suddenly turned his head over, lowered his voice and said: "I'm fine, you go to class! I want to sit here for a while?"

Wei Jing looked up at the scorching sun outside the shadow of the tree, and felt the current temperature again, with an expression of "you are playing with me".

Don't be afraid to dry it! Is it bad to be alive?

"What's the matter? You are so strange today! Even the party with Senior Sister Xia Susu didn't go." Wei Jing stepped forward, grabbing the shoulder of a man who was a head higher than himself, "Since just now, you have been Haven't seen me directly, turn your head..." Come!

Before I finished the last sentence, I saw Yuecheng turned around in a self-defeating manner. His face was blue and purple, and the corners of his mouth were red and swollen. A handsome face became funny and ridiculous because of these injuries. It looks pitiful.

"What's the matter?" Wei Jing raised his voice abruptly, "Who beat you? We... let's put his sack on him."

After hearing the words, Le Cheng laughed out with a ‘pouch’, which affected the corner of his mouth, and then made two ‘hisses’ painful. The face was so distorted by different emotions that it looked very weird.

"Okay, I'm fine." He said.

"Have you seen a doctor?" Wei Jing asked.

"I've seen them. They are all skin injuries. The doctor said it would be fine if you keep them for a week." Yue Cheng continued: "Don't worry about me, I'm fine. This injury was caused by a robbery when I was walking the night before. Disliked that I had less money, so he beat me up."

"Have you called the police?" Wei Jing clenched his fists angrily, wishing to catch that group of thugs now.

"Hold it." Yue Cheng said nonchalantly: "But hope is not great. I was walking in a remote road, plus I only lost a few hundred dollars. I was okay. I could only admit that I was unlucky."

"...How can this be?" Wei Jing collapsed with a small face, looking very depressed.

"It's okay, you go to class!" Yue Cheng patted the boy's flexible shoulder like a soothing, and he chuckled twice, "It's just a small injury. The next time I encounter it, I will beat it back by myself. "

"Then don't, what if you can't beat it?" Wei Jing quickly made a big cross on his chest to make a strong resistance.

Yue Cheng rolled his eyes silently, "I see."

The two chatted a few more words. Wei Jing saw that the time was running out soon, so he hurriedly said goodbye to Yuecheng and hurried to the direction of the dormitory. He didn't get his book yet?

Staying in place, Yue Cheng looked at the young man's back, laughed lowly, and couldn't help muttering: "Why is it so good? No wonder your eldest brother wanted to watch you so hard." After the words, he turned around. Go outside the school.

As soon as he left the school gate, he met a person who was very...disgusted by him.

The other party was just like him, wearing black clothes, peaked caps and masks on their heads, plus the two people were about the same height, looking at them from a distance, as if they were twins. The man stepped up to him, his eyes filled with sternness, "You dare to hit me, it's great!"

"Why didn't I dare?" Yue Cheng looked at the man in front of him contemptuously, with a low voice, "Xiao Yiyuan, let me tell you, don't mess with me, don't forget that I still have your handle in my hand. I've grown up in the first two months, and it's a big deal that everyone shot and broke up, and we're done together."

"You..." Xiao Yiyuan's face paled, and there was a little panic in his eyes.

Seeing this, Le Cheng couldn't help but sneered, "Little San's child is Little San's child. It's really embarrassing to be a mother who steals someone else's man, and a son who steals other people's works."

"...I drew it stroke by stroke. It belongs to me." He suddenly raised his voice.

"But I wrote the story." Yue Cheng said, "I heard that your comics are not as famous as they used to be, right? I tried to step on someone else's position, and in the end I was stepped on the other side." 'Two times, his face is cold and frosty, "It's really useless, I'll take a look, when trash is like you, how long can it be?"

"You you you... I want to tell Dad about this." He stammered for a long time before uttering such a funny thing.

Yue Cheng only finds it very boring. If it were not before he was a minor, and his household registration was with his father, he would not have been able to leave at all. He would have left, "Go! Do you think this trick is still useful?" Let him come over! What can he do to me now?"

At this moment, Xiao Yiyuan was as cold as a bucket of ice water from head to toe.

"I am an adult, I have a house, rich, and I have been admitted to the popular finance department of A. Even if I am a little bitter now, I will have something to do after waiting for a few years. How about you? The drawing skills are third-rate, and the storytelling is not good. Cartoonist? When will it become popular?"

He smiled indifferently, and his sharp fingers touched the wound on the corner of his mouth, "Want to continue to use the old man to press me? My mother has divorced him for two or three years! Did he marry your little third mother? It's ridiculous, and I don't want to take a good look at your wimps."

"Like a sad and pitiful parasite, counting on the little thing protruding through the nails of the other person."

With the irony of this sentence after sentence, Yue Cheng's heart has never been so clear. It was obviously something that he considered long ago, but he hesitated to implement it when he was an adult. His blood-related father last night, the call late at night completely woke him up.

That man is not worthy of being his father.

A phoenix man who ate soft food, abandoned his pregnant first love at the beginning, and concealed the fact that he married her mother. After relying on his wife’s wealth to develop, he took his first love and his son home openly and took his mother home. Driven mad and swallowed all the property.

Yuecheng and his mother, obviously married children and the other's decent wife, live like a pair of servants.

Tolerance everywhere, let the other party ride on top of their heads.

Later, her mother became more sober and took the initiative to ask for a divorce. The property was transferred by the man and she couldn't get a penny. She wanted to take Lecheng away, but the man refused.

The other side's male chauvinism is very heavy. If the child is taken away by the woman, he feels very embarrassed.

And the happy thought that was forced to stay, anyway? He had to cut off a piece of meat on the man.

A school district room, plus a seaside villa, and the red packets celebrating his admission to the A public guest are now in his hands.

This man works in Wei's, an ordinary senior management, and he has developed in recent years, but Yuecheng knows that his money is definitely not clean.

He knows his father's salary very well. The apparent annual salary is no more than 1.5 million yuan, but this school district room alone is not tens of millions, and it can't be earned.

Coupled with all kinds of big expenses at home, two million can't stop. He is now an adult, and he is going to find his mother in a few days and take his household registration away. This house and the villa by the sea are regarded as his mother's divorced property.

As for the man, thinking about discovering that Xiao Yiyuan opened his computer and diary privately, and finally plagiarized a small story he had written in a private blog that only he could read, and finally he wanted to find Xiao Yiyuan for the theory.

His father stood by Xiao Yiyuan's side without hesitation, and even shut him at home in the end, just to prevent him from reporting each other. He didn't even remember that he was about to take the college entrance examination, but a pitiful nanny let him out.

It's just that I was late in the end.

There is nothing to complain about, the world is so big, there are good people and bad people, for a bad person, wasting my mood, how not worth it!

Since that incident, his already cold heart has disappeared even more.

He agreed not to report the matter, but when he was admitted to the A college, the other party had to give him a school district room and a beach villa here. From a material point of view, what a bargain! Even if the book really sells, its value will not be worth the two houses!

Poor this old man's kindness, Xiao Yiyuan is not merciful!

Yue Cheng laughed coldly, he looked at the other person's face in surprise, even a slightly angry expression, go and make trouble! If you are not comfortable, I will be comfortable.

He stepped slowly, walked past Xiao Yiyuan's side, and watched the other angrily take out his mobile phone to call someone, almost without thinking about it, he knew who he was calling?

Xiao Zhong was pleasantly surprised when he received a call from his favorite son. When this child grows up, he will not kiss him like he did when he was a child. As for the success of his motherhood? He never waited to see him, the child looked so much like his mother.

Haughty and mean, not flattering at all.

It’s just that when a complaint from the other side was thrown into his ears, his face suddenly darkened, "You rebellious son, I didn’t give him the house for you? If it weren’t for the story that you must go and get him, I use Can you afford to spend such a big price?"

"Hey?" Xiao Yiyuan was blank, "Dad, what do you mean?"

"It means it literally." Xiao Zhong said impatiently: "I bought the copyright of this story with money, and signed the contract, so that you won't worry about it."

"Thank you, Dad, I was so excited at the time." Xiao Yiyuan said aggrievedly: "He just threatened me with this. It's really shameless." He said a few words in a good voice and teased Xiao Chong. After opening his eyebrows and smiling, he cautiously said, "When are you going to marry my mom, dad! How long has it been, am I still on my mom's account book?"

"It's alright, I have my own sense of this matter." Xiao Zhong couldn't listen to this now.

When he was a child, his family was used to being poor. Now even if he is developed, he is very tight on money. Marrying a woman means that the money he earns in the future will be divided into half of the other party. He is naturally not happy. Is it not good to be like this now? Live together, still a family.

Just as he was thinking about it endlessly, the phone rang again, and he quickly picked up the phone, with a respectful expression: "Mr. Wei...well! Okay...I see."

The author has something to say: Wei Jing: Let's go, let's put in some people's sack.

Wei Zhe: ...where did you learn it from? ?

Wei Jing: QAQ