The sound of joy [The story of the growth of a rich woman]

Bu Huo didn't know how Lang Man was playing. It didn't matter whether he was good or bad. It had nothing to do with him. She really wanted to sit with his Shengbao, that girl who was as quiet as a virgin and as active as a rabbit. He always wanted to get closer, but he was afraid of being too hasty, so now he was a little hesitant and looking around.

"Mr. Bu, you and Manman come first." Yang Ruyu extended the invitation and borrowed a counter from the waiter.

Bu Huo didn't know that Lang Man and Yang Ruyu had known each other before. If it weren't for the fact that Yang Ruyu was an employee of the company and today was a celebration party, he would never have given Lang Man another chance to contact him. None of the senior managers in the company took this opportunity to have further contact with him, as they were not the little girls he wanted to accompany. I didn't expect to be trapped here by Lang Man. I was really angry.

Without even looking at Lang Man, Bu Huo walked straight to the ball rack, took a ball with one hand, walked with four steps, and then gently sent the ball out. Not surprisingly, it was a perfect hit again. After playing, sit on the chair next to you and rest. But all his thoughts went to the girl reading a book not far away.

Lang Man, wearing a green sportswear, walked lightly to the ball rack, inserted his fingers into the ball, and easily held the ball in front of his chest. Then he walked to the fairway and took four steps to help him walk. When he finally slipped out with his left foot, the ball It was sent out gently by the right hand, and the left hand was also raised.

The movements are graceful, like a colorful butterfly. Her beautiful appearance is unforgettable. Passionate eyes stare at ruthless people. So affectionate, shy and smiling, how can a finger-winding person be able to interpret it.

Not receiving a look back, I felt disappointed, but not sad because I had been hurt and the wounds had not yet scabbed. I don’t know if what she is doing now is spreading medicine or salt on the wound. Only if you never get it will you miss it. Whether it's stupid or persistent, it always makes people want to stop.

After Lang Man finished playing, he sat next to Buhuo. All afternoon, she acted like a frustrated little daughter-in-law, without her usual dignity, gentleness and pleasantness. She even wondered if she was mentally ill and why she came here to seek abuse. Being ignored by the one she loves, who doesn't even want to say a word to her. Why does she feel like she has reached a new level of slut?

Suppressing all the discomfort in his heart, Lang Man put on his signature smile and said to Bu Huo: "Brother Luo, it doesn't matter if you don't like me. Could it be that our friendship since childhood makes you unwilling to say a word to me now? Have you spoken?

Is it wrong that I like you? Who made you so outstanding and dazzling? Ever since I was little, I have only had eyes for you and can’t hold anyone else in my sights. What do you want me to do?

That day you said you would never like me, I want to know why? Is there something about me that you hate so much? Even now he doesn't want to see me.

To take a step back, even if we can't be lovers, it should be okay to be friends, right? Putting aside the relationship between our two families, even if we grew up together, can't we exchange for your friendship?

Can you give me a chance to be by your side? It’s okay not to be your girlfriend, but don’t push me away forever so that I can never see you again, okay?

I don’t have any extravagant expectations now. I just want to appear in your life as a friend, okay? "

Lang Man has true feelings for Bu Huo's humble performance, but he also has scheming intentions. If you don't even have the chance to appear next to him, why talk about snatching the person back and trampling on him. Only a temporary show of weakness can make people relax their vigilance.

Bu Huo didn't want to give Lang Man a chance to get close to him, because he could hear her deep reluctance and unwillingness in Lang Man's humble words. This was a very dangerous sign, and he couldn't let her have any hope of a comeback.

After sorting out his thoughts, Buhuo said: "Lang Man, for the sake of the friendship between the two families, I will make it clear to you today.

In my eyes, you are no different from a stranger. I am willing to talk to you now because I don't want you to be stubborn anymore. There is no possibility of us becoming a couple. You also know that we grew up together. If I liked you, I shouldn't have to wait until now.

Since we are not destined to be lovers, and we have this family relationship, it is inevitable to meet each other in the future, so we will put an end to the idea of ​​continuing our relationship and treat each other as acquaintances and strangers. We can't be friends, and I don't want you to have any illusions. Do you get me? "

Lang Man's heart was broken like a grain of sand that could not be picked up. Tears flowed down uncontrollably. I wanted to say something more, but my throat seemed to be blocked and I couldn't pronounce a syllable. She looked at Bu Huo with teary eyes like this, as if she had lost a treasure, even though this treasure had never belonged to her.

A deep sense of unwillingness filled my whole body, but I didn't have the strength to say a word. He just stared blankly at the heartless person in front of him with tears in his eyes. As if a sudden inspiration came to him, Lang Man suddenly smiled and said: "Brother Huo, can I be your sister like Youyou? From now on, I just want to be your sister and I won't think about it anymore, okay? Promise me ?”

Bu Huo looked at Lang Man, who was trembling all over, and suddenly felt a little soft-hearted. He asked himself in his heart, is this okay? Although he has never liked Lang Man, and Lang Man who has been hanging around him has caused him a lot of trouble, her relationship with Youyou has always been very good. If he mercilessly refused this opportunity to be his sister, he would not even be able to do it. If you don't give it to her, how will she and Youyou get along in the future?

Bu Huo was in tangled emotions, his face was as dark as water, he said no more, neither refused nor agreed.

Lang Man was still immersed in heartbreak and couldn't extricate himself. The calculation at the beginning was not worth the hopelessness now. She didn't seem to be as strong as she thought, nor did she want to stay by his side purely for revenge. She just found a high-sounding reason for herself to continue to be by his side, so as not to make herself look like So utterly defeated and humble.

But now he doesn't even give her a chance to be friends, and he wants to be just a stranger to her. ah! Why did she put herself in the dirt before she had a chance to get close to him. What has she been doing all these years? Did the only thing it achieved was to make him hate himself even more than before? Is it okay to be a sister instead of a friend? As long as I still have a chance to see him, that's all.

Lang Man didn't know why he wanted to see this man who didn't even want to look at him. Are you unwilling? My following for so many years is just a mirror image. Is it reluctance? She has always been in love with the man who occupied her entire life. All of them! Who can accept that a person who is supposed to be him has nothing to do with him anymore, just like a part of his body being cut off, and the pain is unavoidable. The tears that poured out like an ocean made it impossible to ignore the pain in her heart.

Just like this, I endured the pain caused by the severed liver and intestines silently. There was no cure, I could only feel it silently. I used to think that "heartbroken" was just an adjective, but now I know that it is a verb with a picture. Sitting slumped on the chair, she really had no strength left in her body. If possible, she wanted to die on the spot. But she was reluctant to give up the chance to see him again.

Yang Ruyu saw Lang Man and Bu Huo talking, and didn't want to ruin this hard-won opportunity, so she said to Qin Qiong, "Assistant Qin, let them talk, we can play by ourselves."

As someone who has been through this before, Qin Qiong didn't understand anything when she heard this. Although I was worried about my beloved disciple, it seemed that I was a little worried. The disciple didn't show any intention of liking the boss, so what's the point of being anxious here? Really. So I nodded indifferently.