camouflage affectionate

When Ling Yu came home, Yu Xin was repairing flowers in the garden.

I haven't seen her for two years, but she seems to have a rounder figure; her face is filled with hyaluronic acid, although her expression is stiff.

But it made her jaw look less pointed.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the sun outside was still scorching hot, scorching the ground as if it was about to burn.

Aunt Wu held a parasol and fell behind Yu Xin, and was the first to recognize Ling Yu who walked in from the main entrance.

"Ma'am, Miss is back."

Yu Xin stood by the flowerbed without saying a word.Carrying the kettle in one hand, feeding the flowers and plants in front of him with one hand.

Like not caring.

Ling Yu couldn't help laughing, this woman Yu Xin has always looked like this, one face in front of people, another in the back of people.

She put on airs and didn't care, she was trying to show Ling Yu off.

Let the servants in this family see who is the master.

If Ling Yu took the initiative to come forward to say hello at this moment, she would show a weakness under the fence and tell everyone in the Ling family that Yu Xin had the final say.

If Ling Yu turned a blind eye to it, Yu Xin would be able to make irresponsible remarks in front of Ling Taitai with today's matter later, and he would be reprimanded afterwards. ,

In short, in the past few years, Yu Xin's Taoism has gradually advanced.

Ling Yu glanced at Xiao Pangdun who was playing football with the nanny not far away.

Suddenly smiling and pursing his lips, he let go of the handle.

The suitcase rolled on its wheels, so as not to die hit the football kicked by the little fat man.

"Bada" the suitcase fell to the ground, under the loud noise, the little chubby screamed childishly.

His son screamed in horror, Yu Xin immediately threw away the watering can, and ran to the little fat pier in two or three steps.

She knelt down and carefully examined the child's body. Her well-maintained face showed a hint of distress: "Where is it hurt? Tell mom?"

The little chubby shrunk his neck, and glanced at Ling Yu, his big black eyes and the naughtiness that a kid of this age should have.

He didn't answer Yu Xin's words, but just looked at Ling Yu curiously, and then called out in a childish voice: "Sister,"

Children all like beautiful people, especially Ling Yu walking slowly from the flower garden, her appearance is more delicate than the flowers.

There was a trace of pure liking in the little fat man's eyes. The nasty things Yu Xin did had nothing to do with the children. Ling Yu had always been right about things and wrong people, so she blinked at the little fat man and returned the same smile.

This smile just happened to confirm that his son was fine, and Yu Xin who turned his head caught him.

A layer of disgust flashed across the latter's eyes, and he handed the little fat pier to Aunt Wu, and gestured with his eyes to take him away.

"Mommy, I want to play... football with my sister."

Yu Xin bent down, she was more patient with her biological son than Ling Yu, and said softly: "My sister is tired, Song Song is an older child, let my sister rest more."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Ling Song to act like a baby, he glanced at Aunt Wu impatiently: "Take the young master away yet."

Ling Yu saw Xin wanting to be angry and having nowhere to express her expression, and continued to block Yu Xin by saying: "Aunt Yu, Song Song wants to play with me, so I will accompany him. He is my own brother after all. Blood is thicker than water, I have missed him a lot in the past two years abroad."

Think of a ball.

Veins popped out on Yu Xin's forehead, and she said to herself, Ling Yu, this little bastard, hasn't called her family for two consecutive years, and even her father, Ling Taitai, is just Ling Yu's cash machine. .

What's more, Ling Yu doesn't have the slightest resemblance to her excellent son's gene, and being together can only bring him down.

When Yu Xin thought of this, the coldness in her eyes flashed away, and when she looked up again, she showed a decent smile, and said to Ling Yu gently: "Song Song is always at home, it's not too late to play together tomorrow, Yu Yu , your father is waiting for you in the study, or else hurry over and have a look. He has grown old these years, and he always misses you. "

Ling Yu didn't have much to say, she responded with a smile, walked to Yu Xin's side, and gave Xiaopangdun a high-five: "Sister, will you play with you tomorrow?"

Xiao Pangdun's eyes lit up, and under his mother's guarded eyes, he nodded happily: "What you say is what you say, pull the hook..."

On the one hand, Yu Xin's face turned green.

After waiting for Ling Yu to go upstairs, in front of the child, she slapped Aunt Wu's cheek in vain, and said angrily, "Take the young master back."

There is actually nothing to talk about between Ling Yu and Ling Taitai.

It's nothing more than Ling Taitai's arrangement for her itinerary after returning to China.

Ling Yu didn't have much right to speak from the beginning to the end, Ling Taitai was a man with strong machismo.

When he married the original owner's mother back then, his own strength was insufficient, and the development of the enterprise needed to be backed by the Xu family. Ling Taitai had been subdued and aggrieved for many years.

Therefore, the second year after Xu Qian's death, he helped Xiao San to be righted, and Yu Xin was a green tea, who always knew how to endure to please men.In front of Ling Taitai, she is gentle, virtuous and soft-spoken.

Ling Taitai has been satisfied with his machismo in the past few years. No matter who he is in front of, he always speaks the same thing, and forcibly presses his head to rule.

Ling Yu lazily let out a hache, leaning her back on the sofa in the study, answering each and every time.

When the conversation was over, Ling Yu asked casually, "Dad, can the second generation of the super-rich family in Hong Kong really fall in love with me?"

Ling Yu handed Ling Taitai a "unless they are blind", how could she be allowed to eat swan meat.

Ling Taitai didn't say a word. He didn't tell Ling Yu that the second generation of the same age would definitely not like her, but his daughter married a widowed second generation around 50 years old, so he should be able to make plans.

He glanced up and down at Ling Yu, who looked like he had no bones, with his legs up and a candy in his mouth.

Seeing her unmotivated appearance, Ling Taitai's face sank.

But he didn't open his mouth to reprimand, because it was a good thing for him that Ling Yu didn't make progress, and Ling Yu's ability must not have much ability to plan to take away the family property left by Xu Qian.

The biggest problem now is that he wants to use Ling Yu's marriage to build a relationship with Hong Kong City.

Hong Kong City is no different than Jiangcheng. In the past five years, its economic development has surpassed that of Jiangcheng. The top rich people there are all famous in the Asian wealth list.

In fact, frankly speaking, it was a marriage, Ling Taitai had his own intentions in his heart, the best partner he had set his sights on was the Gu family, and he wanted to arrange for Ling Yu to marry the fifth child of the Gu family... a widowed and romantic old man.

Ling Yu doesn't look bad.Ling Taitai wasn't worried that Ling Yu wouldn't be able to get into Uncle Gu's eyes, but... if he wanted to enter the Gu family's gate, he had to pass the gate of Mr. Gu first. No. .

Ling Taitai glanced at Ling Yu, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "Yuyu, I remember you went abroad to study, and you studied world history?"

Ling Yu nodded with a half-smile, and clicked her tongue in her heart, this is her biological father.

What she studies is not only world history, but also classical literature and modern literature.Modern literature, jewelry appraisal...

"Have you considered finding a stable job in Hong Kong City in the future?"

What I was waiting for was this sentence. Ling Yu curled her lips without any trace. She was surprised at first, then nodded with her eyes closed: "I will follow your arrangement, as long as the work is not too tiring. Those big families in Hong Kong City, They all like girls from a scholarly family, otherwise, you will arrange me to be a professor of history at the University of Hong Kong, with one or two classes every week, this workload is just right for me."

Ling Yu was grinning, and her eyes lit up when she mentioned one or two classes a week.

Ling Taitai threw a pillow on Ling Yu's body, and the latter took it with a smile, which was a standard smile of not doing business properly.

Ling Taitai was choked speechless, and was silent for a moment. After thinking about it carefully, it seemed that the arrangement for Ling Yu to enter Hong Kong University was very good.

"Do you think the University of Hong Kong is something you can go to if you want?"

Ling Taitai is rich, but he doesn't have many contacts in Hong Kong City, and he can't reach Hong Kong University with one hand.

"Actually, I have a solution here."

Ling Taitai was racking his brains to find a way out, Ling Yu suddenly threw a toffee into his mouth, and looked at Ling Taitai with a smile: "Aunt Fang has many connections in Hong Kong City, but..."

Ling Yu's tone paused, and she hesitated to speak, showing a embarrassed smile at Ling Taitai.

Ling Taitai said so as she continued, Ling Yu rubbed her thumb against her ten fingers, implying that she wanted money.

Ling Taitai: ...

He hesitated for a moment, thinking of the big cake waiting for him in the port city, the fat on Ling Taitai's face trembled: "How much do you want?"

Ling Yu suppressed a smile, and stretched out five fingers to Ling Taitai.

Ling Taitai nodded: "5000 million is not bad."

Ling Yu showed a dejected expression: "No, 5000 million is too little. Aunt Fang cleared up the relationship. It is said that the starting price is at least [-] million..."

Yu Xin came in to deliver the fruit, just in time to hear Ling Yu lion speak loudly.

The tray in her hand hit the ground heavily, and her delicately made-up face was white and green, and she interrupted without thinking decently: "Impossible! The company simply doesn't have that much money to spend on turnover."

Ling Yu glanced at Yu Xin, then at Ling Taitai.

Lonely, he said, "I'm also a suggestion. Of course, it's up to Dad whether to pay or not..."

Ling Yu paused, looked at Yu Xin again, and immediately changed her words: "No, it depends on what Auntie says, after all, Auntie has the final say on family affairs..."

As soon as these words fell, Ling Taitai's face became embarrassing again.

He is very machismo and allows Yu Xin to act coquettishly and play tantrums, but it is not Yu Xin's turn to make decisions about the company.

With a sullen face, Ling Taitai gave Yu Xin a warning look, then made a detour to the study, and tore a check for Ling Yu on the spot.

"For the extra 1 million, you can buy some clothes yourself... You should also prepare some jewelry. When the time comes to attend the banquet, don't lose our position to our Ling family."

Ling Taitai slapped his swollen face to pretend to be a fat man.

Yu Xin's angry nails were almost dug into the palm of his hand, and he slammed the door and went out.

Ling Yu smiled and accepted the compensation that the two calculated for her two years ago.

She has always been a woman who never takes revenge.

Troll Bar is said to be a bar, but it has actually developed into a nightclub type long ago.

The address is located in the famous Fallen Street in Jiangcheng.

At night, colorful lights illuminate the signboards, making the wide and narrow streets full of confusion and ambiguity.

Ling Yu came together in Xu Miao's car.

She stayed in Xu's old house during the day and drank tea with Mr. Xu all day.

After getting out of the car, she just wanted to find a place to pee, but she didn't expect that Meng Ke, who was guarding outside the bar, blocked her way.

The left sentence: "My wife, you are finally back. I miss you every day and don't see you, and drink the water of the Yangtze River together..."

The right sentence: "When is the spring flower and autumn moon, how much do you know about the past?"

……

Ling Yu kicked the latter's calf: "Damn it, is it over?"

Meng Ke pretended to groan, and a pair of beautiful eyes slid back and forth on Ling Yu's body, until they met Ling Yu's dark eyes, and then put away the sour smell that he had deliberately pretended to be all over his body.

Meng Ke smiled and pulled Ling Yu's arm from Xu Miao's hand, smiling: "Sister, am I afraid that after you have accepted your foreign devil culture for two years abroad, you will be on a different level from our group of cronies?"

Ling Yu hung her eyelids, tilted her head and asked, "Has the test succeeded now?"

Her eyeballs are very dark, and the colorful lights projected on them, casting mottled silhouettes, and when they swept over, there was a kind of shocking magnificence.

Meng Ke was startled, and secretly cursed at the goblin.

Then he held Ling Yu's arm even tighter, stepped on his feet ambiguously, put his lips close to Ling Yu's ear, and blew, "Can you try again?"

In the next second, Meng Ke was pressed against his chest by Ling Yu like a crab.Push against the wall.

Qiqu was reserved by Ling Yu tonight, and all the people who came were a group of second-generation ancestors who would come. Now when the Lord came over, she pushed Meng Ke to the ground as soon as he came up.

Almost everyone booed at the same time: "Oh! As expected of us, Yuyu, the meeting ceremony can be so exciting..."

"No, why is there only Meng Keyou? Brothers and sisters here tonight must enjoy this treatment," said the red-haired little thorn, shaking off the beer bottle in his hand, stepping on the table, pulling He roared: "The rain and dew are all wet, everyone thinks that is it?"

"Yes Yes Yes!"

This group of people didn't know how much alcohol they had drunk before, and their tongues grew louder.

In the bar, the music exploded, and the lights and shadows intersected. Ling Yu actually didn't touch Meng Ke at all, but she put one hand on the wall next to the woman's shoulder, and the lights intersected, making it look like a wall.

The group behind them, with their heads full of yellow crap, started talking high.

Ling Yu usually seldom attends this kind of banquet, not to mention that there are too many people, and some people have impure thoughts, for example, there is Yu Xin's cousin and niece in this group of people, and that person is obviously here to monitor whether she is having sex.

Ling Yu showed a smile that LSP should have, and lazily turned her head to look at the crowd, she was just about to take away the arm that was supporting Meng Ke.In the next second, the corner of his eye hit a pair of glass bead-like eyes.

It really came!

Ling Yu's eyes swayed around Gu Qin's body, critical and appraising.

Gu Hao did not avoid her gaze from the beginning to the end, she just met Ling Yu's eyes in mid-air without sitting still, and their eyes met.

Ling Yu could feel the suppressed anger in the woman, she thought to herself, as for it?

My aunt is just looking at your face, your breasts, your waist, and your tun that is still quite upturned with the way a woman looks at a woman.

This is unbearable, what are you doing here?

Let me show you tonight, what is the world?

Ling Yu thought so in her heart, raised her eyebrows, and wrote provocation on her face,

The light was blurred, she glanced at Gu Xing with those charming fox eyes, and then drew back.

The shadows of the headlights staggered, and Ling Yu supported Meng Ke with one hand.

The distance between the two was extremely close, she lowered her head, leaned forward, and stopped an inch away from Meng Ke's ear, whispering in a soft voice: "Baby, you can't, see the one above, right? She's prettier than you."

Meng Ke raised his chin subconsciously, and the light and shadow intertwined, and the two seemed to be kissing each other.

The booing was even louder, and several people were whistling.

He booed, "Ling Yu, it's really you."

"Is it so exciting once you come back?"

With a cigarette dangling from his mouth, Gu Jin turned on the lighter, silently leaned forward, and lit the cigarette butt.

Just such a lighted space, Fang Jia who was sitting opposite just now dropped the glass in his hand, stepped on his high heels, and walked downstairs in a "tuk-tuk-tuk".

Gu Kuang bit the tobacco, using his back molars hard.

The bright lights above the head fell from top to bottom on Gu Jin's bony face. For the first time, she couldn't control her gaze, staring fixedly at Ling Yu who was chatting and laughing intimately with others.

She saw that thing in the crowd, and the stars were holding the moon.

Fang Jia tried to rush over, but couldn't get close at all.

Gu Qing was silent for a while, and saw Ling Yu walking into the dance floor, the lights were brighter, and Gu Qing could see Ling Yu's whole picture clearly.

She is wearing a black lace slip dress tonight.Two thin straps stretched tightly around the shoulders, as if they were about to collapse at any moment.Looking down, it is a well-developed soft sponge.

The waist is slender, and the long white legs are as white as wax.

Ling Yu smiled and greeted the rich second generation who was dancing beside her. Someone invited her to dance, but she just smiled lazily and didn't move herself, but the strange thing was that she blended in harmoniously with the group of people, and she was able to flirt with the booing ones with ease. The second generation ancestors called sisters and sisters.

At this time, someone was already shouting in the crowd.

"Ling Yu, aren't you enough of a sister?"

"In the past, you danced an opening dance with us anyway, why did you stay outside for two years, and it became like this."

Ling Yu smiled and kicked the man: "You said it too. The opening dance. Such a shabby nightclub, it's not enough!"

The light fell on her cheeks from top to bottom, and there was a wild and unruly arrogance in her eyes.

He was obviously very squeamish, but the group of people below were stunned and laughed loudly.

She chatted with people with high eyebrows.

Suddenly someone asked again: "Fuck, Yuyu, I heard that you were the one from QY Law Firm who chased after Gu Lv in the two months you were in Yuncheng."

As soon as these words fell, there was a bit of silence in the air.

Xu Miao stood aside and hinted wildly at the rich second generation who had no winks, but Ling Yu was calm as hell and didn't mind at all, she nodded without shy away: "It's been too long, it seems that there is such a thing. "

The soot fell from Gu Qing's mouth and landed on Gu Qing's fingers, and the cold white skin burned a large area of ​​red in an instant.

She bit the tobacco, her ears uncontrollably waiting for Ling Yu's answer.

The woman just smiled idly.

The friend smiled in surprise: "That's really the case, Dexing."

"Yuyu, to be serious, I once liked Gu Jin's glamorous and glamorous type of woman, will anyone you meet in the future be boring?"

"Type?" Ling Yu carried a goblet and threw it into the tray of a waiter. Her tone was casual: "Are you looking for a straight girl type? I'll tell you when I like her..."

"Fuck, what do you mean by that, do you never like Gu Qun?" The friend who spoke just now had a look of enlightenment on his face, and then laughed: "I just said, how could we, Yuyu, just fall for a woman?" body?"

Seeing Ling Yu shrug her shoulders noncommittally, Gu Qian raised her hand to take off the cigarette stick, and pressed the cigarette butt firmly into the ashtray.

In the next second, before he could react, he took long, thin legs and walked downstairs slowly step by step. .

Fang Jia was circling around the crowd when she saw Gu Que and yelled.

Gu Qing ignored her and walked out of the bar without looking sideways.

One minute later, the lights of the dimly lit nightclub went out.

The dance floor was plunged into darkness. ...

"Fuck. Power outage."

"what the hell?"

"Where's the boss?"

……

The crowd was in a panic, Ling Yu was retreating to the corner wall in a loose manner, when suddenly a hand behind her grabbed her collar, and the woman with a cold fragrance suppressed her heaving chest, dragging her out of the dance floor .

Ling Yu raised her eyebrows: "Relax!"