[Pretender] Manchun Resentment

[Pretender] Manchun Resentment

Author: Lin Lincui

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The only unsolvable emotion in this world is resentment.

I hate you, Minglou, I really hate you.

Hate you for lying to me?

Hate you for using me?

But in the end maybe I just hate you

Never loved me.

And I still love you.

This is a reborn version of Wang Manchun, slowly learning to love, the process of finding love, it may collapse, it may be ooc, the new article will open on the [-]th

CP: Rebirth Edition · Ability to act · Binge Eating Disorder · Gun Fear · Wang Manchun X Original Version · Confused Face · Sweet Food Control · Actor · Sophisticated · Ming Lou

Content tags: Enmity, Resentment, Past Life, Present Life, Love War, Old Movies of the Republic of China

Search keywords: Protagonist: Wang Manchun, Minglou┃Supporting role: Rongchu, Mingjing, Mingcheng, Mingtai┃Others: Pretender

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Come again

【One】

It was the early autumn of 1939. In front of the large European-style iron gate of the Wang Mansion, bright pink small wind chime-like flowers were shaking. None of the passers-by dared to appreciate it. They walked in a hurry, and they didn't even dare to look at it from the corner of their eyes.

God knows how many innocent people were arrested for spying in front of these flowers just because they took one more look?

If you cherish life, don't watch, don't talk, don't listen, this is the truth of living in Shanghai today.

But today is destined to be a wonderful day. A man wearing wide gold-rimmed glasses and combing black oiled back hair slowly walked over from the corner of the street. He was dressed in a high-end suit and polished leather shoes without a speck of dust, and he looked calm. It's not like walking the dusty Shanghai road when I'm idle.With a smile on his face, he stopped in front of Wang's mansion, and then whispered to the vicious guard behind the large European-style carved iron gate,

"Please inform Ms. Wang," he took out from the inner pocket of his suit, and then took out a beautifully printed name card, "See you, Minglou."

Everyone on the other side had two "two horses" (Colt M1903 □□□□□□□□□□□□□□) hanging on their trouser pockets. Invite him in.

Minglou didn't move, he stood outside the door as if he had become interested in this flower he had never seen before, he knew Wang Fuqu's temperament,

The higher the position, the more greedy, and he cherishes his life.

Wang Fuqu likes rich and well-meaning flowers such as peonies and peonies. Occasionally, she is arty and uses pines and cypresses to describe herself. As for a little girl like Wang Manchun, at least when he left, her favorite flowers were roses. It is a delicate and warm red rose, but in recent years, Wang Manchun, the head of No. 76 intelligence department, has become more and more famous, and the red rose has turned into a black rose. How can she like this wild flower in the garden.

But if it wasn't for these two masters to give orders, who would dare to plant flowers in the flower bed in front of Wang's mansion?

He was suddenly unhappy.

Although it's just a small flower, although it's just a flower, for the first time he had a feeling that he was out of control, just like when he was in Paris, when he knew his latest mission, he took over Ah Cheng's hand. The strange emptiness of that cup of coffee when the hands were overdried, the piping hot glass slipped through the palm of the hand and fell.

Bad omen.

The minute hand of the watch on the wrist passed a quarter of the full moon before I heard the sound of someone coming out from a distance,

"Mr. Ming." Wang Man rushed over like a spring breeze. He stretched out his hands and was already ready to embrace the beautiful woman, but he didn't know that the man ran swiftly but also braked neatly, which was comparable to Minglou's fingertips When he stopped a minute ago, water dripped all over his body.

"Oh, look at me, your clothes are all wet." She smiled and took out a handkerchief from the inside of the cheongsam, and didn't wipe it for him, but just stuffed it in his hand. Xiang froze him.

"I've grown taller." Minglou stroked his gold-rimmed glasses, and uttered a sentence, "I've grown beautiful too." Wang Manchun's body brought a breath of new bathing, and his wet curly hair was not what he imagined. It was fixed with hair oil like in the middle, and it was loosely spread on the shoulders, and the dripping water droplets moistened two dark marks on the shoulder pads.

Wang Manchun wore a new green cheongsam today, the brocade fabric was inlaid with pearls, and a silver swallowtail butterfly was embroidered on the chest, making her slim and graceful, very moving.

"Don't call me Senior Brother anymore?" Minglou smiled and wiped her shoulders with a handkerchief, "It's rare to see you wearing a cheongsam, it looks so tight." This time was just the time when Wang Manchun got off work, and he was stuck It's very tight. Logically speaking, Wang Manchun has no chance to change clothes, but

She seems to have taken a shower now, is there a mistake in the telegram?

"Yes yes yes, I won't tease you anymore, senior brother." Wang Manchun smiled brightly, "When did you come back?"

"Just arrived yesterday."

"When are you leaving then?"

The corner of Minglou's mouth twitched inconspicuously, pretending to be displeased.

"Why, you don't want Senior Brother to stay?"

"No way," she revealed a secret sweet smile, "I've heard people say that senior brother got married and had a child in France, married a beautiful French wife, and had a cute mixed-race baby, I'm afraid I can't wait to go back .”

"Where did you hear from whom?"

"Your eldest sister." I still remember that day in the jewelry store, the bright mirror in a purple dress looked elegant and looked down at her from above.

"Miss Wang, don't waste time inquiring about the whereabouts of my Minglou. Even if there are more mice in the 76th in front of my house, they will get the same result. He is married and has a child, and the child is almost one year old. Why bother?" What? Even if you want Ehuang Nvying, it depends on whether I agree or not."

What did she say at the time? She picked up the pair of misty water-colored jasper bracelets that Ming Jing was thinking about but was wrapped up by her, and then threw them on the ground without any pity. Ming Jing sneered under his frightened and disgusted eyes,

"Miss Ming probably forgot. I am now the director of the intelligence department of No. 76. I can't bear to touch Minglou, but I can't bear to touch the people around him? It's better to be broken than to be destroyed."

She came back to her senses and smiled sweetly at Minglou,

"It's a pity. If I had known, I wouldn't have had a boyfriend."

"Oh, then why did the division come to an end without a problem?" Minglou tried, but when she hugged her arm, all the strength of her body was put on her.

"No way~ I killed him." Minglou was startled, but he concealed it very well, without hesitation in his steps, "Want to know the details?"

"No, no, click as far as it goes, click as far as possible." He turned his head away, leaving only a affectionate silhouette, as if he couldn't see Wang Manchun's eyes looking at him.

But after all, he didn't know what Wang Manchun was thinking at this moment:

There are two bullets in her penis, one for each person. If the two of them die here today, I am afraid that tomorrow there will be news of the death of the young master of the Ming family and the eldest miss of the Wang family. Will Ming Jing die of anger?

It's a pity that she can't move the gun now.

after all

"As long as I don't die, if Minglou marries someone, I'll kill someone. If I can't get him, I'll die with him."

long eyebrows

【two】

The two turned the corner, and a brand new black American Ford followed. Wang Manchun looked at Minglou, and before Ah Cheng stopped the car to say hello, he deftly opened the car door and got in.

Ah Cheng was startled!He was driving faster than anyone else, but he didn't dare to stop suddenly. Minglou walked over quickly, shook his head unobtrusively at him, opened the door on the other side, and sat in while driving. reprimanded:

"I'm getting more and more courageous! What if I get hurt! How can I explain to the teacher?"

Wang Manchun's breath was stagnant, and he said with a half-truth and half-fake smile,

"Could it be that Senior Brother cares about me because of my uncle?" She scrambled for words very quickly, without giving Ming Lou the time to answer, "I'm not going to see Uncle ~ Senior Brother wants to treat me to dinner first!"

The car turned around very cleverly and headed towards the nearest restaurant. There was some silence in the car. Minglou quietly glanced at her with his eyes, not sure of her current temper. She hadn't seen her for many years, and she turned into a face full of heat. The misty mirror is so hazy that people can't see clearly, but it is more imaginative, but the more he can't guess her, on the one hand, he is worried that the plan will go wrong, but on the other hand, he is very relieved—at least he didn't find that she is still bad Where.

Ah Cheng was also terrified. The last time he looked at Wang Manchun through the rearview mirror, he saw her softly nestled in his elder brother's arms, her soft chest undulating slightly with her breathing, and her long half-dry hair resting on his shoulders When Mingcheng saw his elder brother rubbing his chin gently against the top of her head, his face turned red, and he hurriedly looked away, his heart fluttered a little.

He has never touched the relationship between men and women.

Because he was a recent bystander who had witnessed the two so-called sincere feelings of Minglou, the elder brother who admired Minglou since he was a child was naturally influenced by his feelings. At least before returning to China, except for Susan, he was Never emotional, keep rational.

Ah Cheng didn't like Wang Manchun, the former Wang Manchun was like a fierce and prosperous flame, burning amazingly, with a clear distinction between love and hate.She loves her eldest brother, loves the house and black, and smiles at Ah Cheng.

But he knew that this young lady of the Wang family was just putting on airs like the future mistress of the Ming family, facing the servant Cheng and brother-in-law Mingtai.

Later, the elder sister found out.

To this day, he often thinks back to that day, when it was pouring rain, Wang Manchun knelt outside the Ming mansion for a day and a night.