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Mengmeng didn't hesitate, raised her leg and kicked him in the stomach, the man took a few steps back in pain, his face became very angry.

"I'm your father, you hit me?"

"Look at what you did, is it something a father should do?" Mengmeng took a few steps back, touched an ashtray on the table behind her and grabbed it in her hand.

That ashtray was put here by the landlord. It's glass and heavy. Hitting your head with it is no worse than a brick.

The man looked at the ashtray in Mengmeng's hand and smiled, "What, you want to hit me on the head again? You've got a lot of patience, right?"

"If you don't mess with me, I won't hit you either."

"Aren't you just being fucked by men? Whoever fucks is not fucked? Why are you pretending to be noble? I've raised you for so many years. How can I touch you?"

Mengmeng frowned and stared at him, "I told you, I won't be raised by you in the future, and I'm not something anyone can touch."

"When grandma died, thank you very much for adopting me, but it doesn't mean you can do whatever you want with me." He said, holding the ashtray in his hand tightly, his body couldn't control it because of fear Trembling, he didn't understand, why did this kind of thing always happen to him, could it be that he had the physique to attract scum?

"Why do you think I adopted you? Isn't it because you are good-looking, otherwise you think I have too much money to spend?" The man walked into him step by step, grabbing Mengmeng's wrist first, his strength He is much older than Mengmeng, so he easily snatched the ashtray in his hand, and pressed him on the table, "I saw it when I adopted you, and you will look absolutely perfect when you grow up." No, I'm not interested in children, that's why I spent so much time raising you, who knew that you, a white-eyed wolf, would turn your back on you when you grow up, and ignore any kindness of parenting?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door behind him was pushed open. Lin Qinghe glanced at them with a livid face, came up and grabbed the man by the collar, and dragged him out of the door like a dog. Throw it down the stairs.

The man rolled down, hit his head against the wall, and made a muffled and loud sound, breaking the silence of the night.

Lin Qinghe's appearance was so terrifying, it gave the man a sense of fear that he would die here if he stayed any longer. He struggled to get up from the ground, but before he could stand up, he was kicked down again. On the ground, his hair was also grabbed by Lin Qinghe, and he slammed into the wall all at once.

Mengmeng leaned on the table and panted heavily. He couldn't see what was happening outside, but he could hear the terrible impact and screams outside the door.

His legs were a little weak, and his stomach felt sick, so he didn't dare to go out to look.

At this moment, he felt that the world was dark, and there was no way to climb out.

Although this life is not as miserable as before, these bad lucks still haunt him, one after another, as if everyone wants to possess his body and destroy him.

It must be because of this face.

Yes, it must be because of it.

Mengmeng moved his eyes to the ground. The ashtray just now was thrown on the ground by the man, and it was broken into several pieces. He stared at the broken glass for a long time, finally squatted down on the ground, and touched it lightly with his fingers. A piece of glass on the ground.

The cold touch spread to the fingertips, but his heart was even colder.

Just when he was hesitating whether to grab the piece of glass, Lin Qinghe walked in from the door, quickly dragged him up from the ground, and hugged him tightly, as if he was nervous nothing the same.

His temperament is very disordered, and he still smells of blood, which makes people sick to his stomach, but leaning in his arms is extremely comfortable, making people not want to leave.

"You killed him?"

"No, I'm still breathing."

"How did you come?"

Mengmeng's tone was still very calm, if Lin Qinghe hadn't been hugging him, or felt his trembling body, he would really have thought that nothing was wrong with him.

"How long are you going to hide from me? Why don't you tell me about your affairs? If I hadn't come to see you today, if I hadn't smashed this matter, are you going to carry it for the rest of your life? It's done Treat me as a family member, is this how you treat me as a family member?!"

Lin Qinghe held his breath in his heart and yelled wildly. This anger didn't come suddenly, but accumulated over a long period of time. He wanted to take care of him, care about him, and love him, but the other party kept putting himself in a shell, Don't leave a single gap for him, don't let him get close, don't let him come to love.

Lin Qinghe always felt that there was something between himself and him, what kind of couple, what kind of lover.

The person in his arms didn't say anything, until he felt a burst of heat in his chest, he didn't know that Mengmeng was crying.

Mengmeng had never cried in front of him before, he cried carefully, did not make any sound, just kept crying.

Lin Qinghe couldn't make him stop crying, the pain accumulated in his heart was too much, and he needed to confide in it.

"My heart is bitter, too bitter."

Lin Qinghe patted him on the back, "I know, I know everything."

"Why, I just want to live a mediocre life, these people are endless! Why are they so disgusting, they want to see me in trouble and pain to be happy? They want to fuck me , still blame me, saying that I don’t look good enough? Is it my fault? Is it my fault?”

He spoke quickly, as if venting.

"You're right, they're wrong."

"But you didn't say that last time."

"What was the last time?"

Mengmeng didn't answer him, and wiped all the snot and tears on Lin Qinghe's clothes. After crying, she expressed the resentment in her heart and felt much better.

"I don't want to rely on anyone, and I don't want to be protected by others. I want to become stronger, the kind that no one can hurt me."

Lin Qinghe patted his head, "Why are you being polite to me? I've said it all. I'll cover you from now on. Whoever bullies you, I'll beat him to death."

Mengmeng shook her head, "Teach me to beat people, just like that, super powerful."

"You still need to learn how to beat someone? Just don't be cowardly. Before the other party makes a move, beat him to the ground. There is no trick, or I will be your training partner, and you beat me at home."

Mengmeng wrinkled her nose, "I'm not willing to beat you up."

"Do you feel sorry for me so much?"

"Yeah, I broke you, who will wash my clothes and cook for me?" He patted Lin Qinghe on the shoulder after speaking, "Comrade Lin Qinghe, now the organization will entrust you with an important task, making a bowl of supper go."

"Okay, promise to complete the mission!"

Lin Qinghe is quite proficient at cooking now, and he will never smash pots and pans to pieces again.

He put on an apron and went into the kitchen, "What's for dinner?"

"Preserved egg porridge."

"Do you have preserved eggs?"

"Yes." Mengmeng took out two from the refrigerator and handed them to him, "I just bought them yesterday, and if you don't come, I'll make them myself."

Lin Qinghe scratched his nose, "Poor little."

"Why did you come here in the middle of the night? Afraid that I'm lonely? Or did I send you a selfie today and it made you angry?"

"I'm not as hungry as you. I came in the afternoon, but I found that you were not at home, so I went out for a walk, and when I came back, I saw your dad... No, I saw that beast sitting on the stairs , I'm a little curious, didn't you say that your parents came to accompany you for the New Year, why would he stay outside. "

"So you just stared at him outside and found out later?"

Lin Qinghe nodded, "He...has he always been like this?"

"Well, but don't worry, I never let him succeed. Last time he sneaked into my room, I slapped him with a brick."

"You are good at beating people, you don't need me to teach you."

"So what on earth are you here for?"

Lin Qinghe washed the rice and wiped the water from his hands, "Didn't I tell you last time that I could introduce you to shoot commercials, but you didn't want to show your face, so I asked someone to find someone who doesn't have to show your face."

Mengmeng raised her eyebrows and pulled her clothes, revealing half of her shoulders, "Is it the mosaic one?"

Lin Qinghe raised his foot and kicked his ass, "Seriously, I'm talking about hand models. I asked a friend to contact you for an advertisement for a watch. The advertising fee is about [-] yuan. Do you want to do it?"

Mengmeng looked at her hand, "Can I do it?"

"Your hand shape is beautiful, and I took a photo to show them, and they were very satisfied."

"I heard that the price of domestic hand models is not high, and the better ones are only a few thousand yuan. This is the first time I have no experience. How can I pay so much?"

"For high-end brands, [-] won't even buy one of their watch straps. I think these are too little, really picky."

"You can't count like this..." Mengmeng pursed her lips and smiled, "Thank you."

"Thank you, some practical compensation." After Lin Qinghe finished speaking, he moved his face closer, "Kiss."

Mengmeng took a bite on his face, "Hurry up, I'm hungry, I'll eat you if you don't lose rice!"