Although there is no deep love between them, it seems that it is natural for two people to be together, bathe and sleep together.
After a long time, Leng Yunlin hugged her tightly. She could feel that his face was very hot. It felt like it had been heated by Bianshi, and it felt like it was burning inexplicably.
"Qingyu..." He hugged her, the warm smell of alcohol in his mouth squirted beside her neck as he breathed.
She turned to look at him, watching him being stained with alcohol, with two red clouds on her handsome face, and a touch of intoxication in her black pupils, looking a little cute.
"Tell me, what kind of person are your parents?"
Her parents? She remembered that the last time he seemed to have asked about her family status, and she also seemed to have told him?
Before she could answer, Leng Yunlin said, "Actually, I envy you very much."
Envy her?
Is there anything wrong? Her father passed away a few years ago - strictly speaking, he was angry to death by her and her sister. Then her mother, after all these years, has refused to forgive her, one because of mercy and the other because
Her father's death.
Her family is in such chaos, what is there to be envious?
So, is this the rhythm of a slap in the face?
But, next, Leng Yunlin lets go of her and looks at the ceiling: "My father and mother are in a political marriage."
Mu Qingyu was stunned. Although she had seen Leng Yunlin's parents, she had only seen his father once. It felt that his father, at least in terms of appearance, was of the same type as him, and was handsome and handsome.
Hua, gentle and amiable.
And his mother...
A light flashed in her eyes. She turned her head to look at Leng Yunlin, and she was still slightly drunk with pupils, like maple leaves stained with frost, with a taste of unfulfilled desire: "My father and mother have no feelings.
My dad is a person with a dissatisfaction, and you have seen my mom’s personality. After getting married, the two of them have quarreled a lot."
He said, and suddenly snorted coldly: "Then, when I was seven years old, they finally quarreled. My mother went back to her parents' home in anger. My father did not chase her back, but went around the world. I followed her
My uncle and aunt grew up. They both never come back all year round. I always thought that it would be great if my parents were uncles and aunts."
Mu Qingyu looked at him and saw that his eyes were a little confused. Although he still had the same expression, it seemed that there was something more.
"I was in the college entrance examination when I was eighteen years old, and I wanted to go to the art of film and television. Because I like the feeling of passing through light and shadow." He continued to recite silently, his eyes were a little wandering, and he also sneered a little.
"But my mother, who had never cared about me, jumped out at this time and firmly disagreed with my choice. She hoped that I could inherit the Leng Group and help me apply for finance or business. For this reason, I also
I almost broke up with her. In the end, it was my brother and my uncle who agreed to my choice. However, I still had to take a business minor to achieve her goal."
Mu Qingyu sighed lightly. This is the rich. Although the rich live a bright and beautiful life, they actually have many shackles that force them to compromise. Not only marriage, but also more