Surrender

Fang Yuanshi looked at the hung up phone, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth.

He turned around and went to the wine cabinet to get a bottle of red wine. After sobering up the wine with ice cubes, looking at the slightly transparent red color, he suddenly remembered the night when he met Lin Xiaocheng——

Lin Xiaocheng is a student who graduated from the Fashion Design Institute. He is from the mountains of Yunnan and Guizhou. He is beautiful and tall.

After graduating, she worked as a wild model for a period of time. Because her brother had to go to school and her father was a miner who had pneumoconiosis, she had been working part-time and studying part-time.

But for the sake of lungs, Lin Xiaocheng, who couldn't afford the money, was forced to enter the sensual arena.

Fang Yuanshi was among the guests in her first strip show.

Fang Yuanshi won an international economic dispute lawsuit for a wealthy businessman in Yungang City. In order to thank him, the wealthy businessman invited him here for entertainment.

He immediately fell in love with Lin Xiaocheng, who was full of worry and indignation but had a cold demeanor.

That night, Lin Xiaocheng stood by the bed timidly, without tears in her eyes, "How much is my first night worth?"

Fang Yuanshi had a cigarette in his mouth, and looked at her playfully, "Please make an offer."

Lin Xiaocheng bit her lip, "100 million."

"I have a big appetite!"

When Fang Yuan looked her up and down, he felt that she really resembled Mu Qing, especially the smell on her body was very similar, but she was softer than Mu Qing, and the softness in her eyes was a beauty that Mu Qing didn't have.

He immediately wrote a check for one million to Lin Xiaocheng, "My profession reminds me that such transactions are illegal."

"Miss Lin, take the money, don't come to this kind of place to work in the future."

Lin Xiaocheng took the check and asked puzzledly, "Then how can I repay you?"

"We each take what we need."

Fang Yuanshi took out a pen from the inner pocket of his suit, but he searched for the sticky note everywhere and found it.

Lin Xiaocheng stretched her white skirt, and he wrote the address and door lock code on her skirt.

"You will move here in the future, and I will find you when I am free."

From then on, Lin Xiaocheng became Fang Yuanshi's "little bird" raised in the villa in the middle of the mountain. She would make tea and cook for Fang Yuanshi who came here occasionally, and she would also draw manuscripts of all kinds of beautiful clothes when she had nothing to do.

Fang Yuanshi felt that Lin Xiaocheng was talented in fashion design, so he opened a studio for her, registered the "Chengxiao" clothing brand, and sent her to Jinghua University for further study.

Fang Yuanshi, who gradually fell in love with Lin Xiaocheng, once wanted to make Lin Xiaocheng a "qualified" girlfriend.

But there is no impenetrable wall in this world, and the fact that Lin Xiaocheng came out to "sell" was soon known by Fang's family.

It is simply a fantasy for such a poor and innocent woman to marry into the Fang family.

The two broke up halfway, and later reconciled, and they have been on and off for many years.

Finally, after Mu Qing came back, Fang Yuanshi decided to let Lin Xiaocheng go. He couldn't give her marriage and family, but he could give her freedom.

Lin Xiaocheng finally became famous in Paris Fashion Week, which is also a kind of comfort and affirmation to her.

Fang Yuan had smoked more than half a pack of cigarettes, and he also had a headache from drinking.

He called his assistant, and soon a Bentley pulled up downstairs.

When Fang Yuan got into the car, he leaned on the back seat and closed his eyes to rest his mind. It took him a long time before he said, "Ah Cheng, help me transfer this villa out!"

"Then... isn't Miss Lin coming back?"

When Fang Yuan looked at the Banshan Villa, there were no more of Lin Xiaocheng's personal belongings, and she even took away her smell.

"She won't come back here again."

Fang Yuanshi rubbed the center of his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth twitched, the soreness in his heart spread, and he ordered after a while, "Drive!"

Lin Xiaocheng, who was far away in Paris, looked at Fang Yuanshi's missed call with his mobile phone, and tears came to the corner of his mouth.

The man who gave her love, help, resources, and dreams gave her freedom this time, although this freedom was not what she wanted.

But what to do?

She, Lin Xiaocheng, was not good enough for Fang Yuanshi. From the moment she appeared on the catwalk wearing a nearly transparent bikini, she was already not good enough for the elite lawyer Fang Yuanshi.

Lin Xiaocheng knew this.

And people are always a little greedy and selfish sometimes, and she also wants to grow old with the man she loves.

However, the moment Lin Xiaocheng saw Mu Qing, she had already resigned to her fate.

Mu Qing's excellent family background and noble temperament let her know that this is the woman Fang Yuanshi should love and his perfect match.

She didn't want others to poke Fang Yuan's spine because of her. Someone once provoked him like this—"Lawyer Fang, your girlfriend looks familiar, especially like Lin Meier, an oiran model in your workshop."

Lin Xiaocheng wiped away her tears, deleted Fang Yuanshi's contact information, and blocked his WeChat account.

"Long time, goodbye, thank you for letting me love you."

In the darkness, Lin Xiaocheng, who had let go of herself, recalled the "reshaping" of Fang Yuan in those years, and her gorgeously transformed eyes had a gleam of confidence.

But at that time, she didn't know what Fang Yuan's social status and family wealth were?

Until one day, Fang Yuanshi took her to a party.

At the party, she saw Fu Chen, who called Fang Yuanshi brothers and sisters, Chen Yuze, who was joking with Fang Yuanshi, and Qi Jun, who was drinking with Fang Yuanshi.

It was only later that she realized that the man she loved was not Fang Shi, but Fang Yuanshi after she had never seen the world.

He is the famous Fourth Young Master of Ningcheng, the only son of the Fang family of a family of law and politics, and the chairman and chief lawyer of Yuanlu Law Firm.

Lin Xiaocheng looked outside at the party celebrating her sudden fame, she wiped away her tears, and walked out swayingly...

Fu Chen hugged Nanyi and fell into a deep sleep when Fang Yuanshi's phone call came in.

"Hey, far away, what do you want me to do at this late hour?"

Fang Yuan heard Fu Chen's lazy voice, "It's okay, forget it, don't bother you and Miss Nan to rest, I'll go find Chen Yuze for a drink."

"Oh, by the way, last time you drank too much and sang the audio of "Insects Flying" and I sent it to Miss Nan. Don't blame me for being troublesome."

Fu Chen: "..."

Fu Chen put down the phone and looked at the time, it was already past three o'clock in the morning.

When I wanted to come to Fangyuan, I saw the news that Lin Xiaocheng was shining in Paris Fashion Week, and I felt very sad when I looked back at the relationship between the two, and I wanted to ask him to drink to relieve my sorrow.

Fu Chen sighed, and took Nan Yi who was sleeping next to him into his arms again.

Using the light of his mobile phone, he looked at Nan Yi, who was sleeping deeply next to him. She slept very quietly, breathing slightly, and liked to sleep next to him, like a clingy kitten.

Fu Chen murmured, "Let's get along well."

Fu Chen is really afraid of the word "twists and turns" at this moment, he really wants to marry Nanyi, and goes straight to marriage, he doesn't want to have any more troubles, but he knows that the young Nanyi doesn't think so.

He kissed Nan Yi on the forehead, "Yi Yi, you want to hear the insects fly, I can sing it to you forever."

On the next morning, Fu Xinghua watched in disappointment as Fu Chen drove away with Nanyi.

He said to Fu Sihao in a cold voice: "Go and call Fu Yuhan and ask her to pick up Jing Che. I don't want to see this little idiot dangling in front of my eyes every day!"

"Dad, forget it, why are you so angry with children, besides, Yiyi is only 22 years old this year, so young, it's normal not to want to get married and have children, we can't push too hard."

Fu Sihao looked at Grandpa Fu who had turned into an old child, a little dumbfounded.

They hoped that Fu Chen would get married and have a caring person, but they were not so overbearing as to interfere in their children's marriage.

"It's true that Yiyi is 22 years old, your son will soon be 30!"

Fu Xinghua gave him a disgusted look, then went back to his room to call the old squad leader Qi Yuanyuan to report the incident.

Coming to the new house purchased by the Nan couple, Fu Chen once again received the highest courtesy.

However, Nanyi was poured a basin of cold water......