one night love

Fang Yue got up early in the morning, she should tidy up and get lost, and tidy up the house.

Lin Zifeng didn't sleep well for several days, and finally had a solid sleep in his lover's arms last night, he just didn't feel like it at all.When Fang Yue made breakfast and pulled off the quilt to call him to get up, she even wrapped herself up in the quilt.

"Don't make trouble... let me sleep for a while..."

"Get up and have breakfast!" Fang Yue poked his cold paws into the bed, grabbed his waist and dragged him out, "Hurry up, we're going to be late! It's just the beginning of the year! You don't want the year-end bonus?"

"Ah—don't—" Lin Zifeng struggled desperately after being scratched, laughing while hiding, "Don't, don't, don't touch that! I'll fight!"

Fang Rui handed the finished sandwich to Lin Zifeng: "The tomato is stale, so I didn't put it in, so let's make do with it."

"Yeah," Lin Zifeng bit off a small piece and chewed it, paired it with a mouthful of orange juice, and licked the corner of his mouth, "It's delicious."

Fang Yue waited until he was almost done eating before asking, "Is that photo from a few years ago?"

Lin Zifeng was stunned: "How do you know?"

Fang Yue touched his face: "You are much more mature now, and your face was more beautiful when you were in high school."

Lin Zifeng covered his face, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, the little hooligan's focus was really unpredictable.

After breakfast, he hesitated for a moment, and asked softly, "Don't you really feel disgusted?"

"Disgusting, but it's not you," Fang Yue held his hand. "It's only disgusting who does this kind of thing. Such a person is greedy and a bottomless pit. Don't give him another penny. I'll find a way."

"Okay," Lin Zifeng held Fang Yue back.

Who hasn't met a scumbag when they were young?

Although Lin Zifeng was a calm and rational person, he couldn't escape this iron law.

That person met when he was 24 years old while browsing the forum.It can be described as one of the top ten talents of the forum at that time.This person has a clear point of view and sharp words.Commenting on current events with a smile, pointing out the current disadvantages, hit the nail on the head.

At that time, Lin Zifeng was disheartened because Guan Sheng had a new girlfriend, and was attracted by this person's talent, so he fell headlong into this seemingly warm fire pit.

The talented man's surname is Wang Mingliang. Although he has a popular face that can't be found in the crowd, he has an extremely serious sexual addiction-likes sex and is keen on taking pictures and videos.

Lin Zifeng couldn't accept it at first, but he couldn't help but sweet talk, soft-spoken, coupled with admiration for this person, so he agreed to these requests half-heartedly.

He comforted himself that it was understandable that talented people would have some eccentricities.

Unexpectedly, after a long time of in-depth contact, he discovered that Wang Liang, the so-called "talented scholar", is just a keyboard warrior wearing a saint's skin.

If you don't go out and work hard, you only know how to blame others and complain about social injustice.All day and all night on the Internet, I racked my brains to find a position. If I can't argue with others, I will lose my temper at home, and sometimes I will vent my anger on myself, tossing people to death.I usually disappear when I have some money, and ask him for it when I have no money, and then treat him for a few days before returning to the original shape.

Lin Zifeng was just having a feverish moment, and he wasn't an idiot.

Before being tortured by psychological problems, he wisely chose to withdraw.

But what he didn't expect was that Wang Liang didn't intend to let him go easily.

He casually posted his LUO photo with his face covered, describing him as a BIAO who was slandering him, wantonly insulting him.

At that time, Lin Zifeng had only been working for two years, and he was still young. The overwhelming pornography and unsightly photos frightened him into a nervous breakdown. He couldn't sleep all night, had to rely on sleeping pills, and even developed some symptoms of anxiety disorders. symptom.

Fortunately, Guan Sheng soon discovered his strangeness.

Under repeated questioning, Lin Zifeng told him the truth.

Guan Sheng was furious, and immediately found a few friends who were in the society, and went to Wang Liang with an iron rod.To be honest, Wang Liang was really a coward, he didn't dare to say a word in front of Guan Sheng, he quickly deleted those photos and online posts, and promised that he would never trouble Lin Zifeng again.

This is the past.

Unexpectedly, after so many years, this person would appear again.

"What do you think?"

Fang Yue stretched out her hand and shook it in front of him.

"What happened in the past..." Lin Zifeng stretched out his hand and clasped the skin of his hand that he had torn to bleed a few days ago, "Do you want to know?"

Fang Yue looked down at his hands, took out the nail clippers from under the coffee table, grabbed his fingers, and trimmed them carefully: "You can say what you want, it's okay, I don't have to know your past, and you don't need to to worry about that."

Lin Zifeng watched Fang Yue cut off the curled burrs little by little, and sighed softly: "Fang Yue, don't be so nice to me."

Fang Yue took his hand: "Why are you so nervous? If I don't treat you well, who will I treat well?"

As he said, he put down the nail clippers, walked into the bathroom and searched for a long time, found a jar of hand cream, squeezed a lump on Lin Zifeng's hands and rubbed it evenly on Lin Zifeng's hands: "I found out early in the morning that you have this bad habit, if you dare to scratch your hands and claws Chop it off for you."

Lin Zifeng: "...Oh."

"That's enough, let's go to work. If you don't leave, you will really be deducted money." Fang Yue pulled him up, "Don't think so much, go to work with peace of mind."

Fang Yue took the time to go to Lao Qian's place.

Old Qian was full of disdain, patted his chest and magnified, saying that the matter would be settled within three days.As a result, three days later, Fang Yue called Fang Yue again, saying that this matter was not as simple as it seemed, and asked him to take Lin Zifeng there.

Not so simple?

Fang Yue had no choice but to take Lin Zifeng and sit in the reception room of the old money club.

Laoqian's high-end club is located in the South Second Ring Road, adjacent to an ancient cultural street. The decoration is exquisite and the cultural atmosphere is rich, so there are quite a few famous people who come in and out.

"Tsk tsk tsk, drunk with gold, the vicious life of capitalism..." Fang Yue sighed repeatedly.

Lin Zifeng was obviously not in the mood to listen to his nonsense, silently put his hands together on his knees, looking very nervous.

Old Qian closed the door and put a file bag in front of them: "I asked someone to investigate this grandson. His purpose may not be as simple as asking for money."

More than money?Extortion and extortion also uncovered flowers?

Full of doubts, Fang Yue opened the bag and took out the contents.

The man in the photo has a wretched look.

"That's him?" Fang Yue pointed.

Lin Zifeng's breathing was stagnant.

It seems that it is, Fang Yue looked carefully again, but really couldn't figure it out-was Lin Zifeng blind at the beginning?