Stand-in self-cultivation

Three days after Zhao Qiyu found out the result, just now, Cassy submitted Jia Ran's news almost at the same time as him.

Ma Qiming immediately opened Cassy's email—the current address and some photos.

Just find someone.He tore off his tie, leaned forward, and stared at the computer firmly.

The photos are all taken secretly, although they are blurry, you can still see Jia Ran's exhausted appearance.Ma Qiming held his breath, his scorching gaze almost made a hole in the computer.He concentrated on looking at the familiar face in the photo, and he was constantly torn between tying him back and observing.After reading it over and over again, he stretched out his hand and stroked the computer screen, a little lost in thought.

Five photos, one of Jia Ran getting up early and just going out, two of working, and two of standing on the bridge smoking.

They all started smoking... Ma Qiming looked at Jia Ran who was puffing out misty eyes in the picture with complicated thoughts, and sighed, and the balance finally tilted towards "observe first".

Before he could click on the second email, the secretary who temporarily replaced Cassy knocked on the door.

"Mr. Ma, Mr. Li asked you to go down now."

Li Xiaojiang airborne to the branch where he is now two days ago, nominally to work, but in fact he is just worried about his health, which he knows very well.Li Xiaojiang paid great attention to pretending to recover some memories through temptation.And unexpectedly, Li Xiaojiang uncharacteristically did not stop him from learning about the past, but would often talk about his childhood when eating.For example, when he was a child, he fought with other children, and took the next-door brother to skip school... Although his mind was still blank, and he never expected to recall anything from Li Xiaojiang's narration, now, there is one more way to find a way to solve the problem between him and Jia. However, the misunderstanding between them cannot be let go.

Letting go of his chaotic thoughts, Ma Qiming rubbed the watch on his wrist—cheap, vulgar, tasteless, and cheating young people.

"Okay, I see." Ma Qiming lowered his head and unwrapped his watch, beckoning the secretary to come forward, "You can take a photo of this watch, buy some this afternoon, and pay for it personally."

"Ah, good." The young man who worked as a secretary was taken aback, and took out his mobile phone to take a photo.As Cassy's junior, although he was entrusted with important tasks "through the back door", he still didn't know Ma Qiming well enough and missed the best opportunity for confirmation.buy some?He looked at Ma Qiming suspiciously and opened his mouth to ask, but the latter left the office without raising his eyelids.

He returned to his station with question marks in his head, and searched.When he saw the low price of this watch, he vaguely understood the deep meaning hidden in the president's words!In order to prove my conjecture, I hurriedly found a good friend in the administration to check the amount of benefits paid by Mr. Ma in previous years and the budget to make a simple comparison, and then conservatively set the amount at [-].He happily turned off the computer and prepared to eat, and vaguely expected that he would get Ma Qiming to send this employee benefit to him.

Ma Qiming, as the superior, was not obsessed with this matter the moment his subordinate said "yes".He came to the door of Li Xiaojiang's office, just in time to see her sending out the old men of the board of directors.I wanted to raise the corners of my mouth to say hello as usual, but I don’t know why I suddenly lost my mind to pretend to be a snake with them, so when the old men looked over, I nodded to Li Xiaojiang without looking away, and called out "Boss Li."

Most of his "uncles" and "uncles" didn't like this illegitimate child who appeared out of nowhere. The top is still a straw bag.If it weren't for their support, the Ma Group would have changed hands a long time ago.

When they walked away, the smile on Li Xiaojiang's face disappeared immediately.He took Ma Qiming's arm and walked out like a couple.

"Mom, let go." Ma Qiming said with a frown.

Li Xiaojiang glanced at him, and his face softened a lot, "You always put your arm in my place like this when you were a child, why can't you let your mother let it go when you grow up? Why? Someone has reserved this seat?"

The image of Jia Ran holding his arm flashed through Ma Qiming's mind, and he was so awkward at what he thought, so he kept his face sullen and didn't speak.

Seeing that he was uncomfortable, Li Xiaojiang pulled his hand out, a little amused in his heart.His son is not young anymore, and he has never seen anyone in his heart.There are rumors that he has slept in half of the entertainment circle, and it is estimated that his future daughter-in-law is in the remaining half of the entertainment circle that has not slept.However, although her son has a lot of sexual history, she is quite satisfied that she did not bring her grandchildren back, unlike Ma Hong——

"Mom, what do you want to eat today?" Ma Qiming interrupted Li Xiaojiang's memory and asked.

"Whatever, I just want to stay with you for a while." Li Xiaojiang leaned against Ma Qiming and said, "Did you have a headache this morning?"

"No." Ma Qiming asked, "Is the younger brother you told me about just Jia Ran?"

Li Xiaojiang glanced at him. This name appeared very frequently recently. To be honest, if Ma Qiming hadn't mentioned it, she would have almost forgotten it...

Looking at Li Xiaojiang who was lost in memory, Ma Qiming took her to the restaurant silently.

After eating and sending Li Xiaojiang home who had nothing to do, Ma Qiming couldn't help but drive to Jia Ran's current residence.

Turning east and west, Ma Qiming slowed down and turned into the side road.He opened the window, lit a cigarette, and parked the car on the side of the road.The woman standing on the curb coaxing the child glanced at him and hurried away.Ma Qiming pressed the window of the car, tilted his head and stared at the dilapidated restaurant opposite him in a daze.

The male student wearing an old school uniform knocked on the car window and said, "Don't park the car here, no one will accompany you if you row."

"Well, thank you." Ma Qiming thanked politely.

The student pouted, pointed behind him and said, "Boss, you park your car here, it's blocking the road."

Ma Qiming was taken aback, and looked in the mirror. Three tricycles were blocked behind him, and the dark man in the lead was quite at a loss.He frowned, raised his head and glanced inadvertently, and his eyes aligned with the person across the street who was holding a bun and was about to give it to his mouth.

"There is a shopping mall under construction in front, just go ahead and turn left. You big Mercedes, we really dare not pass it here..." The student babbled and saw the big boss driving a luxury car. Turn the steering wheel and go.

Jia Ran held the bun expressionlessly and walked forward step by step.Horn honking and curses in various accents came from behind him from time to time, and he could guess without turning his head that Ma Qiming was driving a car behind him, completely blocking the sidewalk.

There was an intersection ahead, he speeded up a little, turned around and got in.Ma Qiming stepped on the brakes, the road was too narrow for his car to enter.After hesitating for less than a second, he decisively turned off the engine, opened the car door and chased after him.

"Come back so early today?" Zhao Hongxia, the wife of the bald brother who lived next door to him, asked.

"Yeah." Jia Ran managed to force a smile on her face, and said absent-mindedly to Zhao Hongxia who was walking towards her, "Would you like to bring food to Yueyue?" Yueyue is their daughter.

"Yes, I made a portion for you too. It's in our house, you can go get it later..." Zhao Hongxia's voice became smaller and smaller.Jia Ran watched as her eyes passed through him and fixed on that person.

"Sister Xia, hurry up, the dinner will be cold later." Jia Ran regained a cold face, rubbed Zhao Hongxia's shoulder and walked around.

Zhao Hongxia swallowed her saliva, looked at the man behind Jia Ran who didn't fit in with the surroundings, and bravely said, "You, you have something to do, tell your elder brother."

Jia Ran replied in a muffled voice, and although he didn't look back, he still acquiesced to Ma Qiming following him all the way to the door.

Ma Qiming looked at the surrounding environment, frowning enough to kill a fly.The damp air and the lingering musty smell, the cries of babies and the sounds of men and women arguing could be heard from the non-soundproof door panels.All the mental training in the morning was done in vain, and now he can't wait to pack Jia Ran and take him away from this place immediately.

In fact he did.

"Let go." Jia Ran looked coldly at the hand clutching his wrist, tried to break free but failed.

"let's talk."

Jia Ran broke away his hand impatiently, "Do you want to talk here or go in? If you want to go in, let go first."

Ma Qiming stared at him, and let go of his hand after a while.Jia Ran looked down at his red wrist, trembling, took out the key and opened the door.

A strange smell rushed into Ma Qiming's nostrils, it was a mixture of washing powder, smoke and food.He raised his hand to cover his nose in disgust and followed Jia Ran in. After a "click", the dark room was revealed by the flickering old-fashioned lamps.Ma Qiming stood where he was, watched Jia Ran close the door, skillfully picked up a cigarette on the wooden table and lit it, then bent over and simply put the leftover rice on the ground into a garbage bag and threw it at the door.

As if he was completely unaware of his existence, after doing all this, Jia Ran took a deep breath with a nearly burnt cigarette butt in his mouth, then folded the quilt on the bed and piled it on the head of the bed, and sat down , picked up the steamed stuffed bun that brought back and gnawed it seriously.

Ma Qiming couldn't believe that Jia Ran would become what he is now, or he never thought that the person he hurt would have such a side. "You have nothing to ask?" He suppressed the anger in his heart and asked in a low voice.

Jia Ran seemed to have never heard of it, and concentrated on eating the buns.

Ma Qiming's face was livid, his voice stuck in his throat like a wild beast about to get out of control, "Jia Ran."

"I don't have anything to ask, and I don't want you to explain." Jia Ran looked directly at Ma Qiming with a calm tone, "On the contrary, it's you who came all the way. What can I do for you?"

I'm sorry I didn't do what I promised you, I'm sorry I'm Li Xuan, I'm sorry I didn't take good care of your sister.He gasped for breath, trying to adjust his emotions.But when he saw Jia Ran's alienated, indifferent, and indifferent eyes, anger still swallowed him after all.He approached Jia Ran without saying a word, but Ma Qiming's heart was hurt by the blank but defensive eyes of the other party.

"Fuck." Jia Ran cursed in a low voice, and instantly understood the tyrannical desire and ruthlessness in Ma Qiming's eyes, threw the buns and jumped up from the bed to run to the door.But the narrow room trapped him like a cage, and Ma Qiming made a slight mistake and forced him into a corner.

"Jia Ran, I originally wanted to give you some time to calm down and talk about it. But now it seems that I was wrong, I spoiled you too much." Ma Qiming sneered and loosened his tie, "I will give it to you It takes time for you to figure it out, and I will make the ins and outs clear and tell you the truth. But all of this must be done under my nose. In other words, you don’t want to leave my side.”

Jia Ran looked at him incredulously, as if he had heard some big joke.

"It doesn't matter if you don't believe me." Ma Qiming smiled darkly, strode forward to pick up Jia Ran and threw him on the bed.There was a mournful sound from the bed board, and the thin mattress couldn't play a cushioning effect at all. Jia Ran's head was bumped into a daze, and his vision was pitch black.While he was yelling at him, Ma Qiming pressed up directly, ripped off half of his sleeve with a "tear" sound, and then his pants were nowhere to be found.

"Grass your mother, Ma Qiming, are you fucking crazy?!" Jia Ran shook his head in disbelief, staring at the stars, and the market spirit that Ma Qiming had nurtured that was about to disappear returned. "Listen to what the hell are you talking about? You have nothing on your fucking mind but shit and piss?"

Ma Qiming ignored his reaction, and caressed the naked skin with his generous palm lustfully.The smell of soap finally saved the nose that had failed since he stepped here, and it also completely ignited the fire of desire that had not been released for many days.Listening to his more and more dirty words, Ma Qiming felt strangely relieved!

At least he was willing to scold himself.

Unbuttoning his pants, Ma Qiming knelt on the bed, grabbed Jia Ran's legs and pressed them to his side, while bending down, biting Jia Ran's lips angrily like a bloodthirsty lion.

"Fuck...Your uncle..." Cursing slipped from between the lips, Jia Ran struggled hard, groping on the ground with his outstretched arms.Just a second before stepping forward, he finally touched something cold and hard.After a pause of one-tenth of a second, Jia Ran stopped hesitating, picked up his right hand, and hit Ma Qiming on the head with all his strength.

The man froze for a moment, his complicated eyes made Jia Ran's heart tremble, and then he fell down heavily.Jia Ran let go of his hand, and the beer bottle rolled to the side with a clang. He breathed heavily, hugged Ma Qiming tremblingly, and then angrily threw him to the ground as if possessed by a demon.

Lying like a corpse for a while, he stared blankly at the ceiling in a daze for a while, then straightened up, sat on the edge of the bed, and slapped the man lying on the ground with his pants down on his lap.

Let's go.

Jia Ran was almost taken aback by the sudden thought.His head was still a little dizzy, but his consciousness was extremely clear at the moment.Kneeling by the bed, stroking Ma Qiming's face with his hands, Jia Ran stared at the face that made him love and hate, but an outrageous but funny thought popped up in his heart.

Fatty black...why is he so handsome?Otherwise, it would not be possible, even he would not recognize it.Then... Maybe the little girl can become so beautiful.Eighteen changes in the female university.It's a pity that I should never see him again, right?

The eyelashes of the man lying on the ground trembled slightly, and at the same time, a tear fell heavily on his eyes.

Come on, it's time to live for yourself.