After the male protagonist has a villain child

"I hate it so much, you just use such a pure face to approach him and attract his attention."

Thinking of all the things in the past, Lu Yuebai was so jealous that he almost went crazy. He pinched Ning Shuang's jaw and forced him to look up: "...That doll bunny, you are very proud, aren't you? You are showing off in front of me, are you so happy? Ah, but my heart? It hurts."

His eyes were bloodshot, and tears fell as soon as he said it. He seemed to be crazy to a certain extent: "You clearly know that I love him, you clearly know... You are the one who made me angry, so you can't blame me."

Ning Shuang was going to be scared to death by him. He didn't dare to move or talk nonsense? He was only afraid of a word? If it was irritating, Lu Yuebai strangled him to death in excitement.

"Why don't you talk?" Lu Yuebai's eyes darkened, and he put his face close to Ning Shuang: "You're laughing at me too, aren't you?"

Ning Shuang: Brother, why did I laugh at you?I didn't even open my mouth.

"Yan Shuang, don't think I don't know, you were so kind back then? Take me by your side everywhere? Protect me?" Lu Yuebai sneered and said, "You just want a poor enough wretch to be eye-catching enough to show your personality Gentle and kind, so as to attract his attention."

"It's a pity, he finally chose me instead of you." He let go of Ning Shuang, took two steps back, and looked down at the limp person on the ground like a victor: "You are very unwilling before you die? Well, I didn’t even see him for the last time, there’s no way, Zhixing doesn’t remember you at all.”

Ning Shuang: Thanks to this person for his self-improvement.Chao, he sort of figured out this bloody love triangle.

There is a problem: he knows that Cousin Xing cannot possibly have anything to do with Lu Yuebai.If Lu Yuebai was his ex-cousin-in-law, then? His mental illness would have been cured long ago.

Yes, after just a few days of contact, Ning Shuang was sure that Lu Yuebai was a complete madman. When he was not sick, he was like an elegant nobleman. Violence? Tendency.

Ning Shuang held the door and stood up, feeling very bad about this innocent disaster, wondering if it was too late for him to go for plastic surgery now.

"Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu, you just said that the person you knew has already passed away. Please don't vent your anger on me."

He is just an innocent passerby.

After Ning Shuang finished speaking, he unscrewed the door handle: "Calm down, I'm going out? Take a walk."

He feels that Lu Yuebai's spirit is very clear now, he knows who he is, otherwise he wouldn't say "You are very unwilling before dying, right?", but? He just wanted to treat him as Yan Shuang, Vent your emotions on him.

Lu Yuebai's mentality was distorted to a certain extent. Ning Shuang guessed that those words he said to himself? He must have never said that to Yan Shuang. It is precisely because he is not Yan Shuang but looks like Yan Shuang that Lu Yuebai can act unscrupulously. Say those words.

Looking at the back of Ning Shuang leaving, Lu Yuebai was at a loss for a moment, and his heart was filled with infinite grievances, his eyes were red, tears fell down and hit the ground.

"...Xiao Shuang... sorry?... Sorry?...I didn't mean to..."

In the top-floor suite, in the small living room, heavy tassel curtains cover more than half of the glass windows, making the room dim.

Shen Zhixing sat on the sofa with his long legs crossed, and tapped the armrest of the sofa with his slender fingers. There was a cup of tea on the tea table in front of him. Assistant Wang and Secretary Lin stood aside with their heads down, not daring to speak.

The projection on the wall is still going on, and one of the two protagonists in it has already left, and the remaining one stands still and recalls the past.

Shen Zhixing picked up the teacup and took a sip gracefully, with no expression on his face.

After a while, he said lightly: "Interesting."

Lu Yuebai's words? Not much, but enough information was revealed.

"Boss, do you need to send someone to investigate?"

This information is enough to put Lu Yuebai to death, and Assistant Wang thinks this is a great opportunity.

"No need." Shen Zhixing put down the teacup and picked up the book again. He was no longer interested in the people in the projection: "Qin Qiong has already investigated enough."

Assistant Wang almost forgot about Qin Qiong's existence. Since the Mid-Autumn Festival, Qin Qiong seemed to have disappeared and never came to show off.I don't want to disturb the boss, and I don't send him random messages. I go to work in a serious manner every day. When the prodigal son turns around, it makes me cry.

Ning Shuang went out for a walk, and returned to the hotel at ten o'clock in the evening. He pretended to be calm and opened the door. The room was lit up. There was no figure of that lunatic Lu Yuebai. He immediately closed the door. Thumping and tucking himself into the quilt.

God knows how uneasy he was, afraid that once he opened the door, Lu Yuebai's psychosis would still be here.

Thinking wildly, Ning Shuang slowly fell asleep, only to be woken up the next day by the sound of her mobile phone vibrating.

He stretched out a hand from under the quilt, and said in a hoarse voice, "Hello."

The next second, Ning Shuang opened his eyes suddenly, lifted the quilt and headed straight for the door.

When he opened the door, he didn't care about his messy hair and crumpled clothes, and immediately apologized: "I'm sorry, cousin, I overslept."

However, the person standing in front of him was not Shen Zhixing, but one of his assistants.

The assistant smiled slightly, and handed a bag to Ning Shuang. A word of nonsense? Nothing: "This is a gift from the boss to Master Ning. The boss said, I hope you like it."

Ning Shuang didn't come to his senses until a shopping bag was stuffed into his arms. A gift from his cousin?

His face was flushed, and he stammered: "...I, I...Thank you cousin."

Ning Shuang was flattered that someone like him could actually receive a gift from Cousin Zhixing, and couldn't hold his tongue from ear to ear.

"As long as Master Ning likes it," the assistant raised his wristwatch and glanced at it: "There is a temporary emergency in Haishi, we will go back today, I hope Master Ning has a good time?"

"Is the meeting in the corner area over?" Ning Shuang remembered that it was only the twelfth day, at least three more days before the meeting was officially concluded.

"The boss has already greeted the organizer."

Ning Shuang still wanted to say something, but she opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.

The assistant bowed politely, turned and left.

Ning Shuang closed the door, sat down by the bed, saw the shopping bag in her hand, and felt lost again.

What gift did his cousin give him?

He took out the things curiously, and found that what was in the bag was not a souvenir, but a document bag.

It reads: Ning City No. [-] Middle School Yan Shuang

The weather when we went back was colder than when we came, and the sky was gloomy, as if it was going to rain at any time.

Assistant Wang and the boss got into the same car. There are some things in the laboratory that the boss has to decide by himself.

It was more than half an hour's drive, plus more than an hour's flight, and it was already eleven o'clock at noon when we returned to Haishi.

Shen Zhixing looked at the traffic outside the car window, thinking about the surprise for Qiao Qiao in his pocket, his heart softened.

Assistant Wang, who was sitting across from him, had just finished dealing with work matters when he called in as soon as he made a phone call.

He took out his mobile phone, looked down, and frowned suddenly.

"What's the matter?" Shen Zhixing asked lightly.

"Lu Yuebai's phone number?"

Know thyself, ever-victorious.Although Lu Yuebai was not among Assistant Wang's contacts, he was very familiar with the string of numbers that lit up on the phone screen.

"Hang up."

Shen Zhixing frowned, a bad premonition welled up in his heart, and he said to the driver almost immediately: "Turn the car around and go back to the company!"

Assistant Wang hung up the call and was stunned: "Boss, don't you want to—"

However, it was already too late. The moment the windshield shattered, he turned his head and his eyes were all attracted by the large truck in front of him. Before he could realize what happened, a burst of severe pain hit him.