The whole world thinks I'm cheap

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Wen Song squeezed the wine glass tightly, his face flushed red.

"It's just a dance, why don't you want to?" The young master next to him crossed his legs and stared lewdly at Wen Song's exposed skin.

Gu Linchuan was standing behind him, Wen Yan clasped Wen Song's waist, pressed it against Wen Song's ear, and said softly, "Don't want to?"

Wen Song's body trembled, and a thin blush appeared on his fair face, making him look extremely pitiful.

Immediately afterwards, he lowered his eyes slowly, and said softly, "Lin Chuan, you know, I..."

Before Wen Song finished speaking, Gu Linchuan suddenly stretched out his hand to push Wen Song, and his voice became dark in vain, and said, "You deserve to learn from him too?"

The son at the wine table was taken aback when he saw this, but he was more gloating.

Wen Song fell down on the wine table, his tailbone just hit the corner of the table, his eyes went dark from the pain, but even so, Gu Linchuan's words could still be heard clearly in Wen Song's ears.

Wen Song stood up enduring the severe pain in the tailbone, and his voice became sweet and greasy, with a strong grievance at the end, and said: "I didn't, Lin Chuan, I just thought, you might like it look."

Gu Linchuan stood aside, his face turned pale when he saw Wen Song, and a trace of unbearableness flashed in his eyes, but he was quickly replaced by others.

He squeezed Wen Song's chin violently, and said warningly: "You look like a slut who is posing on the street. No matter what you do, it will be nothing but imitation."

"Recognize your status, you are no longer the young master of the Wen family, just a little lover, don't do anything out of line, because no one will pamper you anymore!"

Speaking of this, Gu Linchuan loosened Wen Song's chin abruptly, threw him away fiercely, and said, "Also, the way you don't speak is the most like him."

Wen Song almost lost his footing, he closed his eyes hard, supported his waist with his palms, physical tears flooded his eyes, he paused, and whispered: "I know I was wrong."

Gu Linchuan snorted coldly, stood up, and said, "As punishment, you can walk back by yourself tonight, and you are not allowed to wear shoes."

Immediately afterwards, Gu Linchuan turned and left, leaving Wen Song alone in the messy bar.

Wen Song watched Gu Linchuan's back with a very lonely expression on his face.

At this moment, the man who made Wen Song dance just now walked slowly to Wen Song's side, stared at Wen Song's cheek with very greasy eyes, and said confidently: "It's not much better for you to follow me than to follow Gu Linchuan ? I can't bear to let the beauty get hurt, of course, except on the bed."

Everyone laughed wretchedly when they heard this.

Wen Song turned his back to the man, but his voice was very firm, and said: "I only like Lin Chuan, and I will only stay by his side."

After Wen Song finished speaking, the man didn't take it seriously, stretched out his chubby hand to touch Wen Song's waist, looked at Wen Song's waist ambiguously, and said, "It's just for one night, I won't tell anyone. Besides, what does Gu Linchuan have? Well, you like him that much?"

Wen Song resisted to avoid the man's touch, Wen Yan immediately replied: "I don't allow you to say that about Lin Chuan, he is the best, whatever I do is worth it."

Disdain flashed in the man's eyes, and he said, "Wen Song, are you cheap? He never liked you at all, didn't you see that?"

Wen Song turned his head slowly, met the man's eyes, and said word by word: "I don't care."

The man suddenly felt bored, took a step back, spread his hands, and said in a teasing tone: "Master Wen is indeed an infatuated, don't you think so?"

The loud music in the bar did not conceal the men's ridicule.

What kind of infatuation, a fool is right.Who in M ​​City doesn't know that the Gu family took advantage of the fire to rob the Wen family, causing the Wen family to go bankrupt.

The young master of the Wen family is chasing others to be his lover, his eyes are really blinded by shit.

Wen Song lowered his eyes, ignored everyone's ridicule, and said softly, "Thank you Mr. Liu, but I have to go first, otherwise Lin Chuan will be angry."

The man stared at Wen Song, then spat hard, turned around and said, "I won't take care of the broken shoes that Gu Linchuan played with, if you beg me to use them."

The lights in the bar were always dazzling, and the voices were noisy. Wen Song stood in the crowd, looking out of place, but no one paid any attention to him. After all, he was just an unclear fool and had no use value at all.

Taking advantage of the darkness, Wen Song raised his eyes slightly, and the dark blue light in the bar flashed past, illuminating Wen Song's pupils, and soon, his face was once again covered in darkness.

In the darkness, Wen Song raised the corners of his mouth slightly, he took a look at the man's appearance, and secretly remembered it in his heart.

Liu Jiang, the third young master of the Liu family, he remembered.

Wen Song turned around quietly, thought for a while, and took off his shoes again, because Gu Linchuan would definitely have people watching his every move.

After doing all this, Wen Song rubbed his arm against his face, feeling the temperature was a bit hot, he didn't need to look in the mirror, he knew what he looked like now, he was probably very embarrassed, but it was the time when he most resembled Wen Qing.

Gu Linchuan likes his appearance very much, so he often takes him to wine parties, especially likes to pour him wine on the table.

But he just used Wen Song as Wen Qing's substitute to satisfy his poor vanity.

At the same time, we must let Wen Song understand the situation clearly. He is no longer the young master of the Wen family who spent money like water in the past.

Wen Song is just a clown wagging his tail begging for pleasure, chasing after Bai Yueguang as a stand-in for him, so he shouldn't have any arrogance anymore.

The wine poured tonight made Wen Song a little dizzy. Although he can drink well, he is not a wine barrel. Gu Linchuan deliberately made him look ugly.

But these Wen Song could not resist, because the time had not yet come.

Wen Song stepped out of the bar, although the alcohol made his mind dizzy, but the cool night breeze made him sober.

Wen Song looked at the street lamp in front of him and felt a burning pain in his chest. For a moment, he didn't know whether it was the effect of alcohol or the hatred in his heart was too strong.

If it wasn't for his stupidity and stubbornness back then, how could his family have fallen to such a state, and the culprit for all this was himself.

Wen Song was blown by the cool wind, and the pain in the tailbone spread up after a while, but he didn't care, and instead hooked the corners of his mouth.

Even if the culprit is himself, Wen Song will not let go of those who cross rivers and demolish bridges, and secretly trick people.

He wants to take revenge bit by bit, torment him slowly, and he will never let his enemy run free.

Even if the process is extremely humiliating and scolded by thousands of people, and no one understands him, Wen Song will not give up.

Because Wen Song no longer cares about what others think of him, anyway, all the people who really care about him are gone.

Wen Song thought of this, so he didn't pay attention to his feet, and accidentally stepped on broken glass on the side of the road, and a hole was cut in the sole of his foot, Wen Song shivered in pain, and quickly lowered his head to look.

Suddenly, a deep male voice came from in front of him.

"Wen Song?"

Wen Song frowned, feeling a little familiar, raised his eyes to look, startled.

It's Yi Lou.