The stand-in of feigning death is subject to A and Cha

Lin Xiaoshen never thought that one day he would be on the trending searches with a dog.

After being rescued from under Tuanzi, Lu Chenxing immediately walked to his side, put clothes on him, and blocked the reporters' cameras for him.

"Brother, let's go, let's go out first."

The surrounding flashes are still flickering, and there is a lot of noise.

Lin Xiaoshen couldn't help turning his head, and saw the dumpling still stuck in place.

It was stopped by Ji Chen, so it could only look at him helplessly, with its tail drooping, looking aggrieved and pitiful, like a child who has done something wrong.

Seeing him turn around, his eyes lit up immediately, thinking that he was waiting for him.

But Lin Xiaoshen left without looking back.

The dumpling is dead, that one is not at all, it is probably because Gu Minglang got bored and raised another.

After the car started, the driver looked at the rearview mirror, was startled, and said in horror: "Mr. Lu, that dog is chasing after him!"

Lin Xiaoshen immediately poked his head out to look, and sure enough, he saw a big white dumpling running towards him with four legs spread out.

Ji Chen dragged the broken dog leash and led his men to chase after him.

Seeing Lin Xiaoshen looking back at him, Tuanzi immediately yelled twice excitedly.

"Can you drive faster?"

The driver stepped on the gas pedal.

Lin Xiaoshen felt that the wind in his ears was getting stronger, and Tuanzi immediately speeded up, but he was still getting farther and farther away from him, and he couldn't catch up no matter how hard he tried.

Those dark eyes suddenly became flustered, like an abandoned child, and began to bark at him.

Lin Xiaoshen sat back, "Drive faster and get rid of it."

The speed of the car increased, and the barking of the dog behind immediately disappeared.

Lu Chenxing didn't know who the dog's owner was, so he frowned and said, "Who raised the dog? Why did you bring it into the venue? Why didn't the security guard stop it? Brother, are you scared?"

Lin Xiaoshen didn't want to talk to him.

The driver said: "It was raised by Mr. Tianduan Gu. He was not in the country recently, so he was taken care of by his assistant. He probably came in with Mr. Wu, so no one dared to stop him."

As soon as he heard that it was Gu Minglang's dog, Lu Chenxing's expression turned into disgust, which directly turned into disgust.

I can't see the dazed look that I loved to death at the beginning.

"Brother, next time I see it, I will help you drive it away."

Without even looking at him, Lin Xiaoshen said to the driver, "Stop."

"Brother, I haven't seen you for a long time, can you not go, I've always wanted..."

"Don't call me brother, we have nothing to do with each other now." Lin Xiaoshen threw away his hand, opened the door and got out of the car: "I don't care what you want to do, in a word, don't bother me if you have anything to do. How far can I go?"

After speaking, he slammed the car door and left without looking back.

Lu Chenxing looked at his back with a sad expression, and withdrew his unstretched hand, and the driver's comforting voice was next to his ear: "The young master will always calm down, don't worry, he has loved you since he was a child."

There was a bitter smile on the corner of Lu Chenxing's mouth.

Will it really calm down?

Brother hates him so much now, even more than last time we met, he doesn't even want to talk to him.

Lu Chenxing can ask the bodyguards outside the venue to catch Lin Xiaoshen back.

At the beginning, he also planned so.

But just now, he thought of Gu Minglang and his current situation, was it because he was too tough on his brother back then?

In the final analysis, my brother is soft but not hard.

Lin Xiaoshen didn't return to China for two years, and couldn't live in the previous house, so he simply moved to Matisse's house.

Matisse is very poor, and managed to have a house in China, but it is really not for people to live in.

After living in Lin Xiaoshen for a few days, he couldn't help feeling disgusted, and forced him to clean up the house.

Matisse was weeding in the yard, moved the flowers bought by Lin Xiaoshen inside, and sighed while wiping off his sweat: "Why are you so delicate?"

Lin Xiaoshen was lying in the yard reading a book and basking in the sun, "The family is well-raised."

"I've always been curious about your identity. Are you the second generation rich? Otherwise, it's impossible to take a private jet every now and then. Your expensive paint is worth my suite."

It is. ”

Lin Xiaoshen said modestly, "Middle class."

Just a few multinational companies, plus a few big international brands.

Mathis looked at him with a hint of admiration: "Then you dared to say at the auction yesterday that you liked the young master of the Su family, do you know that the Su family is one of the top giants in City A, rich and powerful?" .”

"I know." Lin Xiaoshen turned around with a smile, and said in a very casual tone, "The middle class is actually not that great."

Why are you so loud?They are much older than your middle class.

It's not that great to say anything.

At least you have finished understanding the history of the Su family for a hundred years, shall we?

Matisse looked at him with pity, "Turn your mouth down once in a while, and be careful not to get beaten when you go out, Su Yu won't like your public display of love. Speaking of this, Lin Xiaoshen finally listened and frowned.

Yesterday, relying on no one knowing that he was the young master of the Su family, he said nonsense that he liked Su Yu.

I want to help him increase his popularity.

After all, there is such a talented painter as him who has a crazy crush on him, and it is quite honorable to say it.

But Lin Xiaoshen calmed down and thought about it now, and felt that Su Yu would not be happy.

Because he doesn't care about that, and probably gets offended and angry.

Besides, others don't know that the painter Lin is Su Chen, but Su Yu knows it.

So he might be even angrier.

Angry at his younger brother for painting that kind of painting behind his back, and making such jokes in public.

The more Lin Xiaoshen thought about it, the less he dared to face Su Yu, regretting his impulsiveness that day, he asked Matisse: "Can I stay with you for a while?" Of course, it doesn't matter how long you want to stay.It just so happens that you have become popular recently, and many people are looking for you, wanting to meet you. "

Lin Xiaoshen was stunned, blinked his eyes, and couldn't figure out why he became angry.

He hasn't been online recently, and he doesn't know that the Internet is full of his great achievements.

"Just because of my painting? But I'm a painter, why did it become popular on the Internet? I don't think that group of netizens know how to appreciate art."

"No, it's because of your exes and the dog chasing you."

Lin Xiaoshen has a vicious vision and an arrogant heart, so the former members of his football team are all outstanding in all walks of life without exception.Almost all shouted famous names.

So netizens began to wonder what kind of person is it that makes these big shots chase their wives thousands of miles away.

As a result, the photos went viral all over the Internet, and even the private photos of previous art exhibitions were picked up.

Even including the ugly photo of being thrown to the ground by a dog.

It's ugly, but it's not ugly at all.

It's the horrifying little expression that is extraordinarily funny, like a vivid emoticon package.

Moreover, he was originally small and thin, but against the huge figure of Tuanzi, he looked even more petite, pitiful and cute.

Sharp-eyed netizens quickly recognized the dumpling.

[I know this dog. The president of Tianduan, Gu Minglang, raised it as his own son. Every day when he enters and leaves the company, the employees of the company have to call him a prince hahaha] [This dog seems to be raised by Gu Minglang's lover. Why did he go to that painter? flutter?Still look like you saw your own father? 】

[Who is Gu Minglang's lover has always been a mystery, and now I seriously doubt it is him]

[That makes sense, let us congratulate Lin’s former group for adding a new member, come on, applaud]

[Maybe it's the real master now? 】

After reading the comments, Lin Xiaoshen's complexion became colorful, he ground his molars, and threw the phone out.

"Clap" sound.

It just fell into the bucket of washing rags in front of Matisse.

Matisse touched it out speechlessly, and wiped it carefully.

This person is good everywhere, but he is too prodigal. Who would dare to want him in the future?

Matisse was worrying about the big things in his life.

But Lin Xiaoshen was hammering the table angrily: "Are they blind? I can't get along with Gu Minglang, and he actually said that he is my master? He must be sick! Is the tumor on his neck? "

Mattis was curious: "You seem to hate him? Did you know him before?"

"I don't know him! Whoever knows him is unlucky!"

"I met him once before, he looked cold and not very easy to get along with." Matisse meditated for a moment, and commented: "It looks like a dead wife."

Lin Xiaoshen: "..."

It's not my wife who died. Thank you.

"buzzing"

The phone that Mattis placed on the table suddenly rang.

He put down Lin Xiaoshen's cell phone, walked over to pick it up, "Hello?"

A deep male voice quickly came from the other end of the phone: "Matisse?"

"Yes, who are you?"

"Is Lin, De Broglie's student, by your side now?"

Hearing the eagerness in the man's voice, Matisse looked at Lin Xiaoshen, covered the phone, and wanted to ask his opinion.

Unfortunately, someone knocked on the door of the courtyard.

Lin Xiaoshen walked over irritably, not noticing Matisse's gaze.

As soon as the door was opened, there was Lu Chenxing's smiling face like an angel, like a peach blossom, with two shallow dimples.

?nT*aT”

cocoa.

"boom-"

Lin Xiaoshen slammed the courtyard door, turned around and left.

Still so haunted.

This is the third time that Lu Chenxing has come here, and I don't know how he knew he was here.

At first Lin Xiaoshen wanted to beat him out with a broom, but was stopped by Mathis, who said it was impolite, and then helped him to lock people out and not let them in.

But Lu Chenxing seemed to be addicted, coming every day.

"Brother, can you let me in? Please, I'm very good, I won't disturb you, I just want to see you."

"Get out, see you, see you sister, if you don't bother me, I'll be annoyed!"

All the good temper Lin Xiaoshen had cultivated in the past few years was worn away by him, and he scolded him no matter how comfortable he was.

And Lu Chenxing has no backbone, and is still acting coquettishly and pretending to be pitiful.

Matisse was stunned for a while. The man on the phone was still urging him. He was thoughtful and lied, "Lin went back to the United States to see his teacher a few days ago, and he is not here."

There was a moment of silence over there, "Is his teacher de Broglie?"

"Yes, may I ask who you are?"

"I'm a friend of his teacher, and I have a publishing house under my name. Mr. Broglie recommended his paintings to me. I'm very interested. I want to talk to him about my personal collection. Is it convenient for him now?"

Matisse is also a person who has seen the world, and immediately asked: "Excuse me, may I ask the name of your publishing house?"

Gu Minglang immediately searched the Internet, and locked his eyes on the most famous art publishing house.

"Longman."

Matisse changed his attitude after hearing this, and said with a smile: "When do you have time? We can meet."

"I have time now, but I'm in China now, and I'm leaving for Australia tomorrow, since Mr. Lin has gone to the United States__"

Mattis quickly explained: "Lin is still in China, we can have an interview today, sorry, a lot of people have been looking for him recently, that's why I lied to you. I know a Chinese restaurant is very good, would you like to try it?"

Being able to publish one's own personal collection is an opportunity for a painter to become famous, and it is also a dream.

Matisse appreciates Lin Xiaoshen's talent, he wants to see him become famous, and he wants to see him become famous by capital mining.

"No, let me treat you. I don't know if Mr. Lin has any taboos or any favorite tastes?"

Dazed by the surprise, Matisse said it all at once, "His taste is more Western, he likes steak and Italian desserts, and many Chinese dishes are not to his liking, because he doesn't like spicy food."

"By the way, he hates noodles."

It is almost exactly the same as Lin Xiaoshen's preferences and taboos.

Lin Xiaoshen doesn't eat a little bit of chili, because tears flow when he eats it, his lips and face turn red, and he cries while eating.

As for the noodles, it was because Gu Minglang often made them for him in the morning when he was abroad.

Later, the two broke up, and he quit it like quitting alcohol.

Haven't had a bite in seven years.

"Hello? Are you still listening?"

Gu Minglang held his painfully cracked heart, trembling his lips, and said in a steady voice, "Then we will meet at xxx restaurant at six o'clock tonight."

"What's your name, sir?"

"Brown 〇,,

After hanging up the phone, Gu Minglang closed the computer.

He put down his cell phone, leaning on the swivel chair as if he had collapsed, looking up at the ceiling of the office.

In the past two years, as many times as he has seen hope, he has experienced despair.

Every time he dreamed of Lin Xiaoshen, it was always with that smiling sentence: "Are you happy to see me die? It hurts so much that I can't breathe.

That person reminded him all the time how ridiculous his self-righteousness was.

It was never Lin Xiaoshen who was stuck in the mud and loved so much that he couldn't extricate himself, but him.

Therefore, even if he knows that the end of hope is greater despair, he is willing to do so.

He will not let go of just a chance.

Tuanzi ran in suddenly, put his head on his lap, his tail drooping listlessly.

Gu Minglang reached out and touched its head, and asked, "Miss him again?"

Tuanzi yelled "Ming Ming" a few times, feeling aggrieved.

After the car disappeared that day, Tuanzi chased along the street for an hour.

The area is bustling and traffic is dense.

Ji Chen almost didn't go crazy after chasing after him.

If this is dead, the boss has to stew him? !

In the end, Gu Minglang rushed over from the airport and brought it back.

"I miss your dad too."

Gu Minglang looked down at it, with a gentleness that others could not understand, and whispered: "He will be back soon." "We will go see him tonight."

"This time, don't scare him anymore."

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