[Lou Li the Pretender] Orphan Note

The Ford was waiting outside the door.

Minglou carried Yu Manli into the car.

The driver is not Ah Cheng.

Yu Manli was taken aback, she looked suspiciously at the masked man, he had already let go.

He takes off the mask.

It's really Minglou.

He had a half smile on his face.

She snorted, "You let Ah Cheng suffer for you? Wang Manchun is going to find out that you sneaked out, he will be unlucky."

Ming Lou raised his eyebrows, "How do you know what I asked Ah Cheng to do?"

of course I know.

Yu Manli said coldly, "Warm, fragrant, soft jade and full of affectionate words, green plums came around the bed back then."

Minglou's eyes were deep.

She turned her face and looked out of the window, "Just do what Mr. Ming did before, and do now."

He said in a low voice, "How did I do it before?"

"how could I know?"

He laughed, "Manli...I've never hugged anyone out of the dance floor in public before."

Her heart skipped a beat.

His voice was too low, and the night flowing outside the car window became the backdrop for his words.

Yu Manli made up her mind, "Where are we going?"

"go home."

"Which house?" Yu Manli squinted at him.

Naturally, it couldn't be the family on Myceny Road. The assassination failed tonight, and the apartment was exposed. Even if they stopped attacking the apartment in the future, the road and residential area where the bombing happened would have to be blocked for a period of time.

In the future, going in and out will be monitored by the police, which happens to be convenient for Wang Manchun to mix eyeliner into it.

"Our home." Minglou smiled faintly.

Yu Manli paused in her heart.

She said intentionally, "Our home? Who am I to you?"

Minglou's face remained unchanged, "It's mine."

No face is red.

Yu Manli was speechless—what made his face?An iron wall?

The Ming family was awakened by the car driving straight in.

The entire Ming Mansion was lit up.

Yu Manli had already removed her make-up on the way. After thinking about it, she dipped a small brush into the powder, brushed it on her lips, then spread the rouge evenly, and drew it around the corners of her eyes. Finally, she messed up her hair— - When I looked in the mirror, my eyes were red and my lips were white, I lost my soul and felt extremely wronged.

Minglou looked lazily from the side, "The technique is good."

Yu Manli smiled, "Let's go."

Just as his feet were about to hit the ground, they were pulled back by a big hand. His breath was mixed with words, "But it's not enough."

Ming Jing was standing in the foyer wearing a coat, when he saw Ming Lou coming in from the outside with Yu Manli in his arms.

His face was dark, and the corners of his mouth were broken, as if he had fought with someone.

Looking at Yu Manli again, her hair is disheveled, her lips are pale, but her face is extremely red - perhaps from the cold.

When Ming Jing thought that Yu Manli was a healthy person, he felt anxious, "Oh, don't stand still, you should bring Manli into the house."

Mingtai was also surprised to see his eldest brother and Yu Manli like this.

"This is…"

Ah Xiang hurried over, "I'll take Miss Yu to the bathroom."

Only then did Minglou put Yu Manli down.

Yu Manli lowered her head, not looking at him, but the corners of her mouth curled slightly.

Ming Lou didn't turn his face until Yu Manli's back disappeared from sight.

He calmly took out a handkerchief, and lightly pressed the corner of his bruised mouth. Ming Jing had already brought the medicine box, "Come here."

Minglou coughed, "Eldest sister...no need."

Ming Jing sat down, his voice trembling, "...come here."

She paused, and calmed down her tone, "Show me the wound."

Minglou hurried past.

Ding Jing really regretted it—her younger brother should have started a family a long time ago, instead of being a high-ranking puppet government official.

As soon as she heard about the explosion on Mycenae Road, she thought something might happen to Yu Manli.

She also thought of Wang Manchun.

She is angry.

This woman plotted against their family, and now she even wanted to kill an unborn baby.

She clenched her fists, trying her best to maintain the dignifiedness of the Patriarch.

"From today on, Manli will live with me, you can persuade her later, do you hear me?"

Minglou nodded.

Ming Jing observed his expression, "Why...I don't think you are very happy?"

Minglou smiled wryly, "Elder Sister has spoken, how dare I not obey?"

Ming Jing snorted, "You still recognize me as a big sister?"

Minglou sat up straight, "The elder sister will always be the elder sister, and the elder sister is like a mother. Minglou obeys all orders."

Ming Jing sneered and said, "Today the Ming family worships their ancestors, so you can be called by that Wang Manchun, I think you still have her in your heart!"

Ming Lou raised his hand, motioning Ming Jing to keep silent, "Eldest sister...if she hears your words...I'm not a good person."

She, of course, was referring to Yu Manli.

Ming Jing's expression softened a little, he has a sense of proportion after all.

In fact, he should have calmed down a long time ago, be responsible to his family, and give an explanation to his deceased parents.

After Yu Manli took a shower, A Xiang led her to the guest room to rest. She looked around and suddenly noticed something on the dressing table.

A book lay quietly on it.

The typesetting was familiar and the binding was novel, and she suddenly had a strange premonition.

Approached, picked it up slowly, and saw it clearly—it was "Laughing Marriage", with Zhang Henshui's signature on the title page.

What trick did Minglou use to get a high-ranking literati to sign a book written by a high-ranking puppet government official.

Yu Manli took a deep breath, a little out of rhythm.

Calm down, it's nothing.

She picked up the comb and smoothed her hair. Her hair was of good quality, thick and smooth, with a faint luster under the light. Her skin was wrapped in a white bathrobe, as delicate as milk.

She sighed slightly.

In the past, Wang Tianfeng taught her so many acting skills, and the special agent class also had so many practical exercises, plus the whole volume of "Spy Code", she could recite it word for word and paragraph by paragraph.

But what Minglou has done is far superior to the book theory she has mastered.

It's a lie to say that you can't be tempted. Yu Manli knows that only three points of truth can create seven points of hypocrisy. All actors are playing themselves, but they have a plan according to their needs. In order not to deviate from this plan, there is even a script.

The existence of the script is not so much to complete a scene as it is to complete an actor.

Yu Manli thought, if Minglou performed with such a realistic effect, could it be said that he also invested part of himself?

The thought startled her.

Falling in love with Mingtai by mistake is a lesson learned from the past, and Yu Manli does not want to repeat the same mistakes.

She can control herself, but it doesn't mean Ming Lou thinks the same as her.

The door knocked three times.

Minglou was holding a pearwood tray with a glass of milk and a few vitamins on the tray.

"Drink it, go to bed early."

"I'm 20 years old, not a child." She deliberately turned her back to him.

Minglou smiled slightly, "Compared to me, you are just a child."

He put down the plate, walked over, gestured with his hand on top of her head, and moved it to his chest, "Well...you work hard now, maybe you can grow a few more centimeters."

Yu Manli stared at him.

Minglou laughed.

She snorted, "What did the elder sister tell you?"

She didn't even realize that she accidentally changed her mouth.

Minglou blinked, "She wants to take you in, let me beg you, can you take me in together."

Yu Manli froze for a moment, then smiled "puchi", "This is your home, what right do I have to say?"

"When you marry me in the future, Mrs. Ming will be the one to decide here."

She stopped laughing, cleared her throat, and finally got to the point.

"Mr. Ming, although I am married to you, this child is false. You have to promise me."

She spoke seriously, her eyes fixed on Minglou.

She thought he would hesitate, or frown.

At least he should be taken aback.

But Minglou was very calm, "Okay."

Yu Manli was stunned, she lowered her head, "Well, it's nothing else, I'm going to sleep...Mr. Ming."

Minglou said lightly, "I'll wait for you to drink, and take out the plate."

Yu Manli picked up the cup in silence, raised her head, and drank it all in one gulp.

She handed him the glass.

Minglou sighed, and Yu Manli didn't know why he sighed - he had already raised his hand and gently wiped away the remnants at the corner of her mouth.

"How big a child...you have to take care of yourself, I won't make it worse for you."

Before leaving, he even laughed at her.

this man!

Yu Manli looked at him sullenly, but suddenly saw the look in his eyes and was stunned.

There was no sarcasm in his eyes.

What kind of emotion is that?

Distressed, helpless, pity

Yu Manli avoided his gaze, "Mr. Ming..."

"Do you believe in "Laughing Marriage"?" Ming Lou asked suddenly.

"Huh?" "Is this story true?"

"It's true. Fan Jiashu finally married He Lina, who is well-matched, instead of singing girl Shen Fengxi. This is the reality."

Yu Manli said lightly.

Ming Lou looked at her, "Do you think you are Shen Fengxi and I am Fan Jiashu?"

She didn't expect him to speak so bluntly.

She prevaricated, "We are superiors and subordinates, you are not a simple Luzhi university youth, and I am not singing drums under the bridge."

Minglou smiled slightly.

"I think so."

He pushed the door and left.

Yu Manli was sweating—nervous, for some unknown reason, as if she was acting intimacy in front of others, but then had to act indifference in front of him—indifference, alienation, and inhumanity.

When did she become so duplicity?

After recovering from illness, it was because I met him.

Yu Manli looked at the sky from the side window, ecstatic under the moonlight, speechless all night.

On the second day, there were shadows under the eye circles, so I had to make up to cover them up. Ming Jing saw her, felt sorry for her and didn't want to be worried about her, so she winked at Minglou, "Go to work today? My family almost disappeared, why not? "

Yu Manli had a guilty look on her face, "Sister...the explosion didn't come at me. The good car just disappeared. I'm really sorry. I will find a way to pay for it."

Ming Jing blamed, "How do you pay? If you pay, why don't you open it to Minglou and the others?"

Yu Manli bowed her head.

Ming Jing served her millet porridge, lotus seeds and peanuts, filling a bowl full of it, all of which meant she was begging for a child.

Minglou smiled slightly, glanced at Yu Manli, and said to Mingtai, "Are you going to work in the flour mill today?"

Mingtai said, "I'm not flour, so I go every day for whatever I do."

Minglou nodded, "Then you take Manli to relax."

After he finished speaking, he continued to read the newspaper.

The atmosphere on the table was suddenly weird——Minglou didn't realize it, and continued to drink coffee and read the newspaper.

Ming Jing glanced at Yu Manli, and saw that her face was pale, and she only slowly scooped up half a spoon, hesitating to put it in her mouth, as if she had no appetite.

She frowned, that's not okay.

She was concerned, "Manli, is there anything else you want to play? Ask Mingtai to be your driver."

Yu Manli said quietly, "Thank you big sister for your concern, I have nothing else to do, I just want to go back and pack my luggage."

This is the promise to live in.

Ming Jing smiled, "Okay, you can go back later, Mingtai—"

She turned her face, Mingtai said, "Understood! It is my responsibility to protect sister-in-law."

He looked at Yu Manli, and Yu Manli smiled at him.

Minglou suddenly put away the newspaper and stood up, "Eat slowly."

He turned around without another word.

Yu Manli bit the spoon and didn't move for a long time.

Seeing this, Mingtai couldn't help frowning.