MTL - Quickly Wear the Face of the Devil-Chapter 11 1.11

When Du Fulang was one year old, he was thrown at the door of the orphanage by his mother. He was still young and had limited memory. Even the woman’s looks could not be remembered. He didn't know who his father was. The only woman left for him was a name and a black raven stabbing his left shoulder.

It was not until later that he realized that this raven was the symbol of the Du's chaebol of the largest underworld association in J.

The orphanage is not a good place. There is not enough food here, but there are ever-increasing abandoned children waiting to be fed. Often, in order to compete for a cold hoe, they can interrupt each other's bones. From the age of one to five, his body is always scarred, his stomach is always hungry, his heart is full of haze.

But in this dark place, there is a beam of sunshine shining on him, letting him bite his teeth and support each day. The man named Fang Nianyou, who is ten years older than him, gave him meticulous care. Even if he was hungry, he would leave the last meal to him. Du Fulang didn't know how warm it was to be loved by her mother, but she had a good idea, and he thought he had already experienced it.

In the last year of the orphanage, a woman surnamed Yang donated a large sum of money and sent new clothes and toys to all orphans on New Year's Eve. Fang Nianyou got a pink cotton jacket, she wore it in front of him, and her mouth was full of gratitude to Ms. Yang.

He got a Transformers, he longed for a long time, and even moved the idea of ​​stealing money from the Dean to buy one. Now that someone has sent it to him, he is naturally very happy and sleeps almost every night.

It didn't take long for the Du family to find it, and Du Fulang followed them to J. He thought it was the beginning of a happy life, but he didn't know that he stepped into hell. The only way out for the Du family who do not have the ability is death. His brothers bite each other like mad dogs, fighting for the only vitality like locusts.

On countless cold and **** nights, Fang Xiaoyou’s smile became more and more vivid, and the only toy he once owned was forgotten in the corner.

When he finally settled in the position of the Dujia family, he had a chance to breathe and decided to let go of all his official duties to find his loved ones in Country C.

He found Zhou Wenjing, the son of Fang Nianyou, in a small, dirty clinic. He was beaten by a man and injured his nose. A pair of dark scorpions were full of haze and no sunshine.

Fang Nianyou is the kind of person who can show off her face even in adversity. Why did her son become like this? Du Fulang felt very angry, but with Zhou Wenjing's remarks, his anger turned into an overwhelming arrogance.

He did not expect that Fang Nianyou was not suffering from depression and committed suicide, but he was forced to die and died in the bathtub of the man. Without seeing it with his own eyes, he can imagine the red and fierce scene.

Zhou Jiazhen is deceiving too much!

He did not try to persuade the nephew to leave with him. Since Zhou’s family is so harsh on the outside world, he has to help the nephew to seize everything in Zhou’s family. With maliciousness and a playful attitude, he concealed his identity and went to Zhou's application, and quickly gained the trust of Zhou Hao.

As a personal assistant, he qualified as a member of the Zhou family and began to secretly observe the other two sons of the Zhou family. Zhou Yunxuan is the eldest son, his character looks very calm, and his studies are always among the best. Zhou Weng Anbi is two months younger than Wenjing. He is a young child, and his character is lively and cheerful. He is very fond of Zhou Hao.

Wenjing and Zhou Wengang have a good relationship, and Zhou Yunzhen is in a good position. But in Du Fulang's view, the two children of Zhou's family are not very good. One means is bad, one is a sweetheart, and there is no big wisdom. On the contrary, it is Wenjing, whose character is strong and forbearing, and the mind is smart and clear. It is a material that can be made.

Du Fulang decided to sculpt this piece of jade into a dazzling piece of art. In the process of teaching, Zhou Yunqi's frequent search for him made him very angry. Maybe he should give this child a lesson.

But the child turned to wake him up. If it wasn't for his resentment, if it wasn't his hatred of hatred, perhaps he would never have thought that the death of Fang Nianyou was not a revenge, but an atonement. In his impression, Fang Nianyou has a gentle smile all the time. She is kind and beautiful. How could she be a ghost with blood and hatred?

He seems to have misunderstood the cause and effect, and it is a big mistake. Until that moment, he will give Ms. Yang, who gave him a New Year's gift, a connection with Zhou Yunyi's mother. He investigated Zhou Jia, and it should have been clear about it, but it seems that there is a layer of smog that blindfolded his eyes, causing him to see nothing but hatred.

But as Zhou Yunxi said, what qualifications does he and Wenjing have for hatred? The hateful person is always him.

Perhaps out of guilt, perhaps out of compensation, since then, he began to take care of Zhou Yunyi sincerely and secretly pay attention to everything about him. Slowly, he knows that Zhou Yunxi hates eating carrots. When he is bored, he likes to rub his wrists. He is very proficient in computers. He needs to drink a cup of milk every day before going to bed...

He understands every little detail in his life, but ignores the consequences of such attention.

After all, Wenjing was counted by Zhou Weng, but he poured the anger of hatred on Yun's head. Du Fulang felt very unhappy about this. The more you pay attention to the permission, the more you understand the forbearance and strength that he hides under the impulsive character. In contrast, Wenjing seems to be mediocre, even the real enemy can not tell, how to move forward alone in the future?

Du Fulang does not wake him up, only those who have fallen can learn to cross obstacles. He walked out of the room of Wenjing, and inexplicably came to the door of Yunfang. When he was separated, he would feel sad.

When Du Fulang thought he was enough to understand the boy, he always brought him a bigger surprise. He discovered what he had tried to cover up, and the relationship with Wenjing's mother and son also indirectly showed him his excellent means and the attitude of well water without water.

Compared to the Wenjing still waiting to be carved, he is ready to shine. Du Fulang is full of expectations for his future, which is more intense than the cultivation of Wenjing.

He sent several bodyguards to secretly protect him and let them send his movements and photos every other week. His attention to him gradually formed a habit. On the day of his birthday, with a pungent perfume and alcohol returned to the empty and quiet room, he accidentally found an allowed photo in the mailbox.

The juvenile held a chocolate cone in his hand and rolled out a tip of his tongue. It seemed that someone had sneaked a shot, and the narrow peach eyes squinted over, and the lazy eyes were vigilant. The intriguing charm passed through the computer screen and straight into the chest of Du Fulang, making him breathless.

He stared at the screen for a long time and finally called the teenager.

"Is it free? Chat with me video?" He repeatedly asked, eager to see him.

The boy agreed. I heard that today is his birthday. I thought about it. I opened the music box on the desk and assembled it into a transformer with many rivets, screws and discs. It took only half an hour before and after.

His expression is as focused, and the flexible fingers seem to create another wonderful world. Du Fulang looked at it without knowing it. When the screen was completely extinguished because the standby time was too long, he recovered from the strong sway.

The youngster's heart is as fine as it seems, and Du Fulang seems to like this gift very much. He delivered it to the company the next day. After Duan Long opened the package, he couldn't help but smile. He played for a long time and then put it on his desk. When he got off work, he took the cautious income briefcase and took it home. He initially put it on the shelf, felt that he couldn't see it at a glance, put it on the desk, thought about it before going to sleep, and finally put it on the bedside table.

This is the second toy he received in his life, but it was the first birthday present. He loves it.

His connection with the teenager has gradually increased. As long as he has time, he will dial a video call and wait for the handsome face of the boy to float to the other end. The teenager is very busy, even if he is writing a program when he calls back, if the other party does not speak, he will be immersed in his own world and forget everything around him.

In order to see him more, Du Fulang often deliberately kept silent, and then stared at the serious side face of the teenager, not tired of sitting for a few hours. Such a gaze is occasionally interrupted by an assistant or secretary, but when he returns to work, he finds that the teenager is still sitting there quietly, with his fingers flexing on the keyboard.

It seems that he will always stand by and wait for himself. Du Fulang felt guilty about this sudden thought.

But gradually, things are beyond his control. However, inadvertently picking up a pair of flexible waist, a pair of slender legs, a shadow of the back, he would actually sleep, and finally fell asleep, will also be in the pleasure of ecstasy Wake up, the double incitement of the body and the soul can't deceive anyone.

Taking photos that were collected over the years and looking through them, he almost pursued chasing without hesitation. From the initial test of the mentality, to the subsequent seriousness, and then to him, he can not care. He fell into the quagmire of love, but he was ashamed.

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C country prison,

Zhou Wenjing sat in front of the window and smoked anxiously. The inspector’s prison guard came over and screamed that he immediately put the smoke out. He remembered that Zhou Yunxi also loved to use the tone of the command to let the cockroaches extinguish the cigarettes in his hand. He always only compromised, with a hint of helplessness and deep pleasure.

It can be seen that he enjoys the management of Zhou Yunzhen.

Zhou Wenjing took off his cigarette and sneered.

At this moment, a man with a skinny face was taken down by the prison guards. If the sign on the chest was written with the words '周文昂', Zhou Wenjing could hardly recognize that this person was once arrogant. Zhou Jiasanzi.

"How are you doing?" Zhou Wenjing asked softly. He didn't talk at the end. He continued to speak. "Today, Zhou Yunxi and Du Yulang are married. In a few days, you should be able to see news reports on TV."

That one finally reacted, crying and crying, "Wen Jing, you bring a message to your eldest brother, let him let me go! I know it is wrong, as long as he is willing to let me go, even if I want to give him that year I am willing to work as a horse. Wenjing, can you help me, I can’t take it anymore, they are not people, torture me with exhausted means..."

Zhou Wenjing didn't have the patience to listen to it. He hated the iron and fell into the steel. "You compromised like this? You just admit defeat? Zhou Weng, you are a mother!"

Throwing away the receiver, Zhou Wenjing stepped out of the prison, and the suffocation that was deposited on the chest not only did not dissipate, but was even heavier. In these years, he has not been very successful. Without the protection of Du Fulang, he has no feeling of unfavorable feelings in the shopping malls. Instead, he has been ridiculed and even suppressed by Zhou Yunzhen.

He also thought about the Jedi counterattack, but the confrontation with the behemoths like Noah Group is tantamount to hitting the stone with the egg, not to mention the Dussian chaebol standing behind the other side. A few days ago, he tried to bid for a project with a subsidiary of Noah, but before the bid, his secretary sold the base to a company that was hostile to him. Before he started the war, he was already defeated.

He never felt as small as he was, so powerless. Just now, it was not so much to scold Zhou Wenang, but to scold himself. Throughout his life, he could not catch up with the pace of last week's permission.

He had a feeling in the darkness - he shouldn't have been so arrogant, he should have stood at the height of Zhou Yunxi. He couldn't understand what went wrong in the world.