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Liao Muyang looked at the half-revealed face behind the door, invisibly suppressing all the anger in his body, like a good neighbor who is qualified and harmless.

"Hi, I live next door, does Lin Sheng live here?"

When Lin Shuping heard the word Lin Sheng, the expression on his face didn't change at all, even the fundus of his eyes hidden behind the glasses didn't look strange at all, even though he just committed a serious brutality to Lin Sheng yesterday.

"Yes, I'm his father. What's the matter with Xiao Sheng?"

The half-open door was completely opened, and Lin Shuping's father's expression of slightly anxious and worried about the child made Liao Muyang want to move him an Oscar statuette.

Liao Muyang smiled gently, and in an instant he took a thorough look at Lin Shuping's appearance and attire.

A loose but tidy tie, a white shirt with wrist buttons unfastened, suit trousers tightly tucked into the corners of the shirt, a scrupulous back hair after a heavy rain, and a pair of simple silver metal-rimmed glasses.

The appearance has traces of fine lines of aging, but fortunately, the facial features are not bad and they are well-groomed.

Liao Muyang had a preliminary overview of Lin Shuping in his mind.

This appearance seems to be a well-educated and polite social elite, but people can't just look at the appearance. In this high-speed society, there are many people who are glamorous on the outside and rotten on the inside.

Liao Muyang never looked at people with colored glasses, and Lin Shuping's conversation and manners just now were surprisingly good. If it wasn't for the experience Lin Sheng faced, he would have almost believed that the person in front of him was as gentle and harmless as he appeared on the surface.

"No, no, I'm here to thank you."

Lin Shuping listened to the word "thank you", and slowly dissipated the anxiety on his expression and replaced it with a slight doubt. The switching of facial expressions was natural without any gap.

"It's like this. Didn't it suddenly rain heavily just now? There is an old man in my family. The old man is a little stubborn that he has to go out to buy salt when there is no salt at home. I just let him out of the house without paying attention."

"When I found out that I went out to look for it, the old man had already fallen on the road. Fortunately, your Lin Sheng passed by and helped the old man to the rain-proof place outside the supermarket, so nothing serious happened."

"The old man likes to be lively and chatters in his old age. He insisted on staying at home with Lin Sheng for one night. No matter what he said, he couldn't persuade him. He even dragged Lin Sheng to keep nagging about things."

"I came to your house just to talk to you, just to ask if you can agree to Lin Sheng staying at my house for one night?"

Lin Shuping listened to Liao Muyang's words, let go of the doubt on his face, and spoke to Liao Muyan.

"Ah, that's what happened. Where does your family live?"

Hearing this, Liao Muyang immediately raised his finger to the left and said.

"It's very close to the house next to yours."

Hearing this, Lin Shuping subconsciously looked at the next door for a moment. Liao Muyang also seized the opportunity, and then patiently acted as a chatty Mr. Good Man.

"Well, if you say that your children are really sensible and polite, I didn't feel anything at first, but when you see them, you will know that they must have inherited good genes and good family education."

"It's not like my younger brother who is similar to Lin Sheng. He is very noisy. He doesn't know where he has gone all day long. When he sees Lin Sheng and then looks at him again, it is really incomparable."

"I really want him to stay with Lin Sheng for a few days, to cultivate his sensible and polite attitude."

Liao Muyang was talking about rainbow farts that disgusted him, while secretly observing Lin Shuping's expression, and as expected, he got the right words.

Liao Muyang has met too many people because of his family environment and his original profession, all kinds of people, just chat a few words and add analysis and analysis. .

What's more, with Lin Sheng as a forerunner, and the appearance of the Oscar statuette in front of him now, it is really not difficult for Liao Muyang to find out what Lin Shuping cares about.

People like this kind of people who are polite and polite to outsiders but do not say anything, but domineering and violent to their family members are mostly compliments and a great deal of face.

With these praises and praises, I want to polish my perfection invisibly, I want to enjoy the envy and reverence of others in every second, but in the gray safe zone that outsiders can't see, I will wantonly vent my backlog. Violence, incompetence, and hypocrisy are like the protective color of a chameleon.

And Lin Shuping is such a person.

Lin Shuping listened to Liao Muyang's words, and smiled straight out with some fine lines at the corners of his eyes, and hurriedly said to Liao Muyang hypocritically and modestly.

"Your praise is really too high, my little Sheng is not that good."

Liao Muyang smiled warmly, seeing Lin Shuping's contented smile, he knew that the goal that should have been achieved had been achieved.

"Oh, look, I forgot to invite you in in such a hurry. It's cold outside, so please come in and have a seat."

The goal that should have been achieved has been achieved, so Liao Muyang naturally wouldn't stay any longer, he just opened his mouth and found a legitimate reason to reply.

"No, no, thank you, this old man is at home seeing that I haven't gone back for such a long time, and he has to call to remind me. The house is next door, so I won't come in to disturb you."

"Then about Lin Sheng, what do you think?"

Listening to Liao Muyang's refusal, Lin Shuping didn't force it, raised his hand to adjust his glasses, and spoke in a gentle manner.

"It's okay, it's not too far away, and the old man really doesn't want to refuse, even my Lin Sheng will trouble you." Lin Shuping put on a worried expression while speaking.

Liao Muyang looked at his performance without any trace of acting, and seemed to have foreseen what he would say next, which was nothing more than establishing an image of a good father who cared for his children.

After all, it must be clear that impressions are always preconceived.

The social elite plus the image of a good father is almost a perfect personality in the eyes of everyone. If things go on like this, even if Lin Sheng loses his injuries in the future, no one will associate him with the violent man who beat his own child.

This move is all about gain and nothing harm.

"I met you just now, and you should know that my little Sheng can't speak, and can only communicate through typing and sign language."

"This kid's personality is also slow and introverted. I hope you don't mind if there's something wrong with your family."

"If there is any trouble, I will trouble Lin Sheng. After all, there are very few children nowadays who can be like Lin Sheng. They are not impatient at all when they keep nagging the old man."

"It's better for me to teach you."

Liao Muyang's rainbow farts flowed out as if he didn't want money, and his unscrupulous temper made him feel a little physiologically uncomfortable, and he just wanted to quickly end this conversation through two masks.

Lin Shuping listened to Liao Muyang's words, and the creases in the corners of Lin Shuping's eyes continued to deepen. Liao Muyang looked at it and thought that this topic should come to an end.

"Then I'll go back first, the old man at home is still waiting."

Liao Muyang smiled at Lin Shuping, made a helpless but very family-friendly expression, and made his image into a so-called "upper class person" like Lin Shuping.

"Go quickly, it's not good to keep the old man waiting. Tomorrow is Sunday and we don't go to school. If the old man likes my little Sheng, it doesn't matter if he stays longer. The most important thing is for the old man to be happy."

"It's not a big deal to accompany the elderly, and it's not troublesome to go back and forth from home next door."

"Well, thank you then, I'll go back first."

"Hey, good bye."

"Goodbye."

Liao Muyang turned around after saying goodbye, and the gentle smile on his face disappeared completely.

With the development of Internet language, Liao Muyang once thought that the word "gentle scum" had become a compliment, but today Lin Shuping once again broke Liao Muyang's idea.

A scum is a scum after all, and the addition of the word gentle only adds another layer of disgusting hypocrisy.

Lin Shuping closed the door, and the same kindness on his face disappeared in an instant, turning into a disdainful and complacent sneer.

The neatly dressed clothes were also roughly torn to pieces.

The soft sofa sank with the weight of the person, the TV with a black screen was turned on, and what caught the eye was an eye-catching violent fight.

Lin Shuping unscrewed the wine bottle and lit a cigarette.

The pungent smell, which was so thick that it couldn't be thicker, permeated the room accompanied by unpleasant shouts.