I want to be your white moonlight

Is this interesting?Lin Xiang thought to herself.

Since he said he didn't know each other, it meant that he didn't want to deal with Lin Yan anymore, but the other party approached with a shy face.

Was Huo Sirong not giving him enough?

"I have no brothers." Lin Xiang said indifferently, "My father, Lin Qishan, has only one child."

Lin Yan gritted his teeth secretly, he clearly understood that it was not difficult to maintain his smiling face.

The difficult thing is to accept that a younger brother who was not as good as him at all, the existence he once regarded as air and plaything, is so unattainable today.

Really Feng Shui turns.

Lin Yan smiled cautiously, and did not directly respond to Lin Xiang's rebuttal, but turned to Joyce, who he regarded as a friend, and said sincerely: "Before Lin Er returned to London, we were adopted by a couple in China. We used to have a good relationship. Now... time has passed."

Lin Yan might have thought that Joyce would persuade him, but Joyce looked like he was watching the show.

Qiao Yi stood beside Lin Xiang, facing Lin Yan, and embraced Lin Xiang's shoulders, with a casual smile on his handsome face.

Lin Xiang glanced at the glass wall, Jessica was already quite skilled in swinging the ball.

"Sir, since you are Joey's friend, I won't immediately sue you for violating my reputation. I hope you stop making up unfounded stories. I don't know you." Lin Xiang's expression was cruel and indifferent.

Lin Yan obviously showed anxiety and impatience. The fact that he was crushed by Lin Xiang already made him very unhappy.

If he didn't want to step into the business world, and he needed to rely on the influence of the Lin family, why would he come here and call Lin Xiang a brother again.

Two years ago, after Lin Xiang left, Huo Sirong's attitude towards him became more and more indifferent.

Huo Sirong didn't let him interfere with the Huo family's affairs at all.

Without Huo Sirong, the cash cow and golden thigh, Lin Yan is just an ordinary person who has read too much.

But Lin Xiang was different, back to Lin Qishan, Lin Xiang had almost everything.

Including Huo Sirong.

Lin Xiang's departure opened a series of cracks in Huo Sirong's heart, and blood flowed horizontally, which even tears and alcohol could not fill.

Huo Sirong tried everything, he exchanged his shares for a chance to meet Lin Xiang, but Lin Qishan refused.

When Lin Qishan threw the divorce agreement signed by Lin Xiang in front of Huo Sirong, Lin Yan, who was standing behind Mr. Huo, saw it clearly, and Huo Sirong's whole body trembled.

Holding the divorce agreement in Chinese and English, he was as silent as a stone statue that had been weathered for a long time.

Lynch Shan said cruelly and coldly: "I'm sorry, you have already lost him."

Lin Qishan wasn't taking revenge on Huo Sirong for Lin Xiang, he just didn't need a gay son who liked men.

A long time ago, Lin Yan was Huo Sirong's only wish, and a long time later, Lin Xiang became Huo Sirong's only wish.

After he left, the people he would never get again became Mr. Huo's cinnabar mole, white moonlight, and heartache.

Those likings and loves that were once unaware, accompanied by long-lasting regrets, dragged Huo Sirong into the abyss of memories, causing him to regret and suffer a lot.

Huo Sirong could only vaguely understand Lin Xiang's situation through a group of friends.

As for Lin Xiang's foreign friends, they were either rich or expensive, and it was not easy to meet each other. Huo Sirong spent a lot of effort on this.

Lin Yan saw all this and hated it.

For Lin Xiang, it is impossible to say whether she is jealous or hateful.

When they were young, Chen Rong and her husband preferred the second child, and asked the eldest child to take care of him humbly;

Later, he managed to get Huo Sirong, and he thought that with the kindness of saving his life, he would be able to repay Huo Sirong.

Unexpectedly, the heavens and the earth are calculated, and Huo Sirong did not expect that Huo Sirong likes men.

When Lin Yan was young, she was terrified. When Lin Xiang took the initiative to ask about Huo Sirong on the phone, Lin Yan knew that there was a second chance to tie Huo Sirong forever.

How easy it is to push Lin Xiang to Huo Sirong's side.

But why did he ever think that he would finally shoot himself in the foot.

For Lin Xiang, Huo Sirong dealt with Lin Yan coldly.

The so-called life-saving grace back then was repaid with Lin Xiang's golden blood.

The love and hatred of three people is nothing more than the love of two people and the hatred of one person.

Now that person's hatred went round and round, from Lin Xiang to Lin Yan.

Lin Yan gritted his teeth with hatred.

But Lin Yan is not a person who can't calm down, he is confident, and he maintains a very decent smile in the face of such a situation.

He said to Lin Xiang with impatience written on his face: "Little brother, it doesn't matter if you forgot brother. But you must remember Mr. Huo."

Joyce pricked up his ears, turned his head and asked Lin Xiang, who hadn't moved, "Who is Mr. Huo?"

Lin Xiang didn't speak, Lin Yan laughed, and said calmly: "In China, Lin Er liked him very much. It's a pity that Luohua has intentions, but Liushui is ruthless."

"Huh?" Joyce grabbed Lin Xiang's shoulders, his gray eyes widened, "Could it be possible for you to have sex with men?!"

"I can't." Lin Xiang interrupted him, and Joyce whispered next to his ear, "If it's possible, I'll accompany you anytime, beauty."

Lin Xiang kicked Joyce away.

He looked at Lin Yan and said in disgust, "I have a girlfriend, and I love her very much."

Lin Xiang was angry.

Joyce had been fooling around with Lin Xiang for two years, and he knew his temper very well. He was generally not angry, and the number of times Lin Xiang lost his temper in the past two years could be counted with a single slap.

But if you are angry, you can't coax it well.

The last time Lin Xiang was angry because his little girlfriend gave him a cuckold, Lin Xiang directly posted the bed photo of his little girlfriend's affair in the email, and sent a copy to each of his friends.

As a result, the young female model's reputation in the modeling circle and the wealthy circle was completely stink, she was banned, and she was devastated.

The female model knelt down and begged Lin Xiang for forgiveness, but Lin Xiang didn't even bother to look at her.

Anyway, Joyce didn't dare to make him angry.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Joyce quickly stopped Lin Xiang and Lin Yan, and said to Lin Yan: "I want you to come, just to let Lin see your appearance, and I don't want you to talk so much nonsense."

Lin Yan kept silent. He was not afraid of the familiar Lin Xiang, but he was still afraid of the unfamiliar Joyce.

Joyce stopped talking to Lin Yan and called Jessica and Lin Xiang to play on the field.

Lin Xiang put on the leather gloves, and Joyce said, "I have a bold idea."

"Huh?" Lin Xiang casually responded.

"Let your fake brother pick up the ball, how about it?" Joyce's manipulative tricks were only worse than Lin Xiang's.

Lin Xiang grabbed the persimmon stick: "Okay."

Lin Yan had already planned to please the nobles, but without Lin Xiang, at least he could cling to Joyce.

Perhaps it was Joyce's teasing words in his ear just now, which gave him a certain illusion, making Lin Yan think that he could have weight with Joyce.

He no longer hoped for the stupid Lin Xiang, but followed Joyce's orders.

Joyce asked him to pick up the ball, and Lin Yan was on the saddle.

The two of them deliberately took the smallest club, and the ball flew away with a single swing until it was out of sight.

Picking up players was ordered not to help, only Lin Yan ran back and forth on the grass to pick up balls in the hot and humid weather.

When Lin Yan walked around the water barrier to pick up the ball, Joyce poked Lin Xiang with his shoulder: "The Mr. Huo he mentioned is the Mr. Huo I found?"

"Huo Sirong?" Joyce lowered his voice and pronounced his name in Chinese.

Joyce checked that he wasn't a shocker, Lin Xiang's expression was dull, and he said without interest: "Yes."

"It was because of this person that he rejected you back then?" Joyce guessed boldly.

"..." Lin Xiang put on the sports sunglasses, lifted his chin, and admitted frankly, "Yes, Huo Sirong likes him to death."

"He took blood from me for this person. If the old professor hadn't secretly changed the amount of blood drawn, I would have been beaten to death." Lin Xiang threw the cue and lay back on the couch.

Joyce's complexion changed slightly, Lin Xiang occasionally mentioned the past with him, and no one's name appeared, and Joyce didn't ask.

But Lin Xiang took the initiative to open up his heart today, does it mean that he needs to talk?

Joyce inserted the club back into the barrel, leaned over to look down at him, pressed both palms on Lin Xiang's cheeks, and his blond hair was disheveled.

He whispered: "It's not worth it."

Lin Xiang turned her head to avoid his direct gaze.

Joyce became serious, like a judge's penetrating eyes, piercing through the disguise and shooting straight into the heart.

"It's over anyway. Gao Zhen bought a plane ticket back to China, the day after tomorrow. Lin Qishan thinks I can ruin Huo Sirong." Lin Xiang sneered.

Joyce stroked his top hair carefully: "I just want to go play, together, I will accompany you."

Lin Xiang stretched out an arm to push him away, and looked at Lin Yan who ran back from a distance, with a cold smile on his lips: "I was thinking, what kind of meeting gift should I give him, so that it is grand enough."

"I think he's jealous of you." Joyce followed Lin Xiang's line of sight, and he saw Lin Yan who was out of breath.

"Coveting glory and wealth, and trying to climb up by any means, this is Lin Yan." Lin Xiang raised his hand and pulled down his baseball cap: "Boring."

In the evening, Joyce was arty and had to go to the theater to enjoy Shakespeare.

Lin Xiang left the meeting early, but Lin Yan ran out chasing him.

At that time, Joyce had been taken away by Jessica Kara.

On the noisy street, Lin Xiang hurriedly walked towards the parking lot. Lin Yan followed him closely and shouted, "Second brother, let's talk! I know you remember."

Lin Xiang paused.

Lin Yan grabbed Lin Xiang's arm: "Brother Huo, I'm sorry, I apologize to you on his behalf, but why don't you even recognize your brother?"