forced marriage

16

Luo Bingsheng took the documents to find Luo Lin, and everyone who saw him along the way shouted respectfully, "Hello, Director Luo."

His attitude towards outsiders was very kind. When Peng Jun saw him coming, he stood up quickly, slightly nervous, and said, "Hello, Director Luo."

Luo Bingsheng asked, "Is your general manager in the office?"

Peng Jun nodded and said, "Yes, I'm negotiating with a gentleman."

At this time, Luo Lin and a man in his 30s came out. The two seemed to be having a pleasant conversation, and the man put his hand on Luo Lin's shoulder.

Luo Bingsheng frowned.

When Luo Lin saw Luo Bingsheng, the smile on his face disappeared completely, and he regained his usual calm. He handed over the man to Peng Jun to see him off, and then entered the office with Luo Bingsheng.

Peng Jun served tea, and before the door was closed, he saw Luo Bingsheng slapping the documents on Luo Lin's desk, and asked, "Look at what you made! You don't even check this kind of thing carefully, so you send it to Am I here?"

Peng Jun was startled, and quickly closed the door to avoid the storm circle.

Luo Lin looked at Luo Bingsheng, and then picked up the file to check.

It was a budget made by the subsidiary company below. It was signed by Luo Lin. When I opened the content, the budget form on the third page was circled with a red pen. There was an error in the first column, which was upside down.

Luo Lin only paid attention to the numerical amount before, and did not pay attention to the previous ones. This kind of document was submitted after a complete check and copy by his secretary, but the secretary was his, and he did not shirk his responsibility. He admitted his mistake, "I didn't See clearly."

Luo Bingsheng looked at him coldly, and said, "Recently, you seem to have relaxed a lot..."

Rollin was stunned.

"After getting married, it's just different. I was easily influenced by others. Last time I was able to have a cold war with me..." Luo Bingsheng seemed very disappointed, and frowned, "Who gave you the confidence?"

Luo Lin didn't speak, he smiled lightly.

Luo Bingsheng asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Looking at him, Luo Lin said in a faint voice, "I'm laughing, father, you always seem to be disappointed in me... You've been disappointed in me for 27 years..." No matter how hard he tried, how he proved anything, the result he got was still rejected. To deny being reprimanded, as long as a small mistake is committed, is like an unforgivable crime.

"Hmph, don't you just let me down all the time? You don't know what you're doing all day long, and you're getting more and more worried! And you dare to challenge me..." Luo Bingsheng pointed his index finger at his forehead and said, "Everything After doing it for so long, you still make such a small problem, so you can't use dim sum?"

Luo Lin kept telling himself that maybe his aptitude was so mediocre, and he would never be able to meet his father's strict requirements in his life. He should let go of his obsessions and stop being sad because of his father's words.

But no matter what, when I heard this kind of words, I still felt uncomfortable, as if there was a hole in my heart, and cold wind kept pouring into it.

Luo Bingsheng asked, "Who was that person just now?"

Luo Lin said, "I hired a manager."

Luo Bingsheng thought for a while, quickly got on the number, and asked, "Which entertainment company is yours?"

Rollins nodded.

Luo Bingsheng sneered and said, "I don't know why you suddenly thought of entertainment. It turns out that the truth is waiting behind, and it's all for your partner, right? Are you going to support him like this? Provide him? Support him ? Use our Luo family's money to support your lover? Luo Lin, when did you become so naive?"

There is indeed selfishness in this, but is it necessary to say it so harshly?

It turned out that in his father's heart, Luo Lin was such a person with bad conduct. No matter what he did or not, no matter what he did, in his father's heart, he had already been stereotyped. Luo Lin didn't know whether to cry or not. Laughing, in the end, what remained on his face was a look of tranquility.

In the past, Luo Lin would think that if he was so stupid and so mediocre, he would be his father's child, but he denied this guess because of their five-to-one similar faces.

"Since you are a recruited manager, why do you hug him so closely and pay attention to a distance when getting along, not to mention that you are a married gay, the situation is special, have you ever thought that doing this will give others What kind of thoughts does it bring, and what consequences will it bring to yourself?"

Luo Lin rubbed his temples wearily, and said in a low voice, "Father, do you have anything else to do?"

Luo Bingsheng knocked on his desk and asked, "Are you driving me away?"

Luo Lin's cold gaze was as calm as water, and he said, "Don't dare, it's just that my father has a lot of things to do every day, and it's not a pity to spend this little time on someone with mediocre qualifications like me. ?"

Luo Bingsheng frowned. He wanted to say something, but found that he couldn't say anything else. He choked up, hating iron for steel, and walked out of his office angrily.

Luo Lin stood still, and he could hear the voices of his father and secretary talking.

"It's hard work, it's good, but you can't be so careless in the future..."

The secretaries were flattered, and hurriedly said, "Don't dare, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Luo Bingsheng's heavy laughter gradually disappeared.

Luo Lin closed his eyes, he was jealous again, he was jealous that those people could enjoy the kind praise and encouragement in front of his father, he was jealous of the warm laughter those people got, and he couldn't get these.

Very jealous!

After a while, Peng Jun came in cautiously and asked, "Mr. Luo...do you...do you have anything to do?"

Luo Lin turned his head and said calmly, "What could be the matter? I'm not a child anymore, don't think about it."

Peng Jun was a little embarrassed, scratched his head foolishly, and said, "It's fine, it's fine."

Knowing that he was kind, Luo Lin smiled, and instead comforted him, "Send me the itinerary for the last three days, and go to work."

"Hey! Good!" Seeing that his boss and backbone were not affected, Peng Jun became more energetic and went out quickly.

After Peng Jun left, Luo Lin looked deeply at the documents left by Luo Bingsheng, opened his fisted fingers, and four crescent moon marks clearly appeared in the palm of his hand, like four bloodthirsty monsters, destroying the established If you use a little more force, blood will ooze out of your palm lines.

Slowly, he curled up his palms again to hide these traces.

In fact, it doesn't matter.

It really doesn't matter.

That day Luo Lin went back calmly, greeted Aunt Zhang when he got home, moved his precious flowers under the eaves, and then locked himself in the study quietly without even eating.

It's okay if you don't come back for dinner, but Yuan Yixiao, who will inevitably see Luo Lin at the table when he comes back, suddenly feels that the table is deserted.

There is one less person on the opposite side.

I'm really not used to it.

Yuan Yixiao looked at Aunt Zhang who was about to go back to her room, finally spoke, and asked, "Where's Luo Lin?"

Aunt Zhang shook her head and said, "I just went up and asked him, but he was in the study and said he wouldn't eat."

Don't eat?

Yuan Yixiao raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is there nothing else to do today?"

"No, it's the same as before," Aunt Zhang was also puzzled, and said, "Could it be that you ate outside?"

Yuan Yixiao picked up the bowls and chopsticks and started eating, but he always felt that there was a taste missing. Even the delicious food was a bit bland. people.

Knock on the door, there is no sound, knock on the door again, still no response.

When Yuan Yixiao opened his mouth to speak, there was a faint movement from inside, and the door opened in response.

It's like a snail shrunk in its own shell. It must perceive a familiar sound or smell before it is willing to come out of the shell. Yuan Yixiao looked at Luo Lin, always feeling that there was something wrong with Luo Lin's appearance, but where exactly? Something was wrong, but I couldn't find it. Looking at the dark study room, there was no light in it, and asked, "Eat?"

Luo Lin shook his head slowly and said, "Sorry, go eat, I'm not hungry."

Not hungry, not eaten.

Yuan Yi smiled, "I can't eat alone."

Luo Lin looked at him in surprise, as if saying, how could one person not be able to eat it...

Yuan Yi smiled and said, "Let's go, stay with me if you don't eat, watch me eat."

Luo Lin opened his lips, spoke slowly, and said in a slightly weak tone, "You let someone who doesn't want to eat watch you eat...wouldn't you feel uneasy?"

Yuan Yi smiled, low and low, just like the wind that Luo Lin once felt when standing in the canyon, calmly, but wantonly, making his head dizzy, said, "I don't think so, what to do?"

Yuan Yixiao went downstairs, as if she was sure that the people behind would follow, she didn't glance behind, and sat at the dining table, sure enough, there was a familiar person sitting opposite.

It's just that when the person arrives, as if separated by a thick layer of veil, he sits there with a serious posture, adhering to the upright demeanor, but distances himself from others, staring at the tablecloth in front of him in a daze, his whole body It was dull.

Yuan Yixiao took a piece of lotus root and ate it, squinting at the person opposite.

Very good, now don't say it's tasteless, it's fine if you don't feel nauseous.

Yuan Yixiao threw the chopsticks on the table, the sound of wood colliding was crisp but dull.

Luo Lin was so frightened that he trembled all over, and looked at Yuan Yixiao with his pupils wide open, just in time to meet Yuan Yixiao's strong gaze, he was a little scared immediately, and said, "What... what's wrong?"

Yuan Yixiao tilted his head and asked, "In a bad mood?"

Luo Lin shook his head and said decisively, "No."

Yuan Yixiao asked again, "Aren't you happy?"

Luo Lin refused to admit it, and still shook his head.

Come on, it seems that I am in a bad mood and unhappy.

Yuan Yixiao picked up the chopsticks and continued eating and drinking as if nothing had happened.

Luo Lin was overwhelmed by him, and for a moment broke away from the sad spring and sad moon, and focused on Yuan Yixiao in front of him.

Stir-fried pork with chili, roasted lotus root with spare ribs, these are Yuan Yixiao’s favorites, steamed sea bass, garlic lettuce, this is his favorite, and there is also a bowl of mushroom soup, which tastes delicious, looking at it, Luo Lin can’t help but touch it touched his stomach.