Concubine Feng Mi, who looked very disdainful on the surface, was in a state of turmoil inside, because no one had ever trusted her so much since she was a child, not even her parents. Her parents were harsh people and almost never praised her, only keeping a straight face.
Lesson. When she grew up, because of her beauty and her breathtaking bust, most people thought she was a vase or even an indulgent Daughter. Still no one believed her from the bottom of their hearts, even if she was
She has proven her ability time and time again, obtained the top medical degree, and practiced the top surgical techniques, but most people still think that she got it by secretly using her body to defeat professors and doctors.
She thought she was not influenced by these people, but in fact she was indulgent at that time, during that period when she was charming and charming, that period of drunkenness and death, that period of youth when she only sought physical and sensory stimulation. Fortunately, she changed later.
If you think you are really capable, why would you go along with those rubbish?
Then there was her today. Strictly speaking, she didn't care that much about her body. She always thought that when she was young and beautiful, she should enjoy all the benefits of her body.
The behavior of exchanging one's body for interests between the city and Jiujing City.
Now she has changed again. She is officially thinking about her life. Her ambition has not changed, but her way of doing things and the principles of life will change. At this moment, she is scarred, not only the bruises and scars that can be seen everywhere on her body, but also the inner conflicts.
Struggle, regret, and entanglement are even more scars. The scars on the body can heal on their own over time, but the scars on the heart cannot. The way she has treated her inner scars for so many years is to focus on her. She keeps telling herself that it was me who played with the man.
Rather than a man playing with me.
It's just that this hint no longer had the original effect after Mr. Luo forced her, so she fled Zhongyuan City overnight. If Tang Lin hadn't personally broken into Tyranny Bar and picked her out in that crisis situation,
, it is really unknown whether she will survive this or return to the indulgence of her youth. It is not that outsiders don't know, but she herself doesn't know.
But is Tang Lin her benefactor? No, she would never think so, because there is no word benefactor in her dictionary. At most, she only recognizes this man as a stakeholder, and some things cannot be changed once they are formed. Tang Lin
Lin took it upon herself to teach Luo a lesson to vent her anger. This was the first real shock because no one except her parents, or she thought her parents, had ever been so kind to her before.
Tang Lin's direct attack on the man surnamed Luo could only be for him anyway, because from any point of view, Tang Lin had no need to offend such a super strong man, and it would do him no good at all.
Then came the second shock. This man actually asked her seriously if she could take over his business, which was worth more than a billion yuan. Moreover, she was a doctor, and doctors deal with people. Moreover, her professional qualification as a psychiatrist was the highest in the world.
It is recognized in Europe. This man was obviously very serious when he said this. He really meant it. And he was by no means the kind of impulsive person. She knew that as the best special forces sniper in China, his patience
It is undoubtedly his most powerful ability. The fact that he opened his mouth to say something like this proves that it was carefully thought through in his mind and is no joke.
But the more this happened, the less she could take it seriously, because she had never been under such a heavy burden in her life. The professor who studied psychology before had told her more than once that you need to experience the feeling of being trusted by others. The highest level of trust is
The realm is the unbearable weight of life, which means that you can even sacrifice your own life for the trust of others.
Concubine Feng Mi never understood this statement before, because she has always advocated and believed in the theory of selfishness of human nature. All people are born selfish. When people encounter things, their first reaction is to consider themselves first. It is said that one person is for one person's trust.
Will she sacrifice her own life? She thinks it's ridiculous, because no matter how important other people's affairs are, they will never be more important than her own life. Regarding so many real-life examples, her conclusion is that her vision is too narrow and her heart is too simple.
You believe in something or someone too much, so you do something that is unnatural to human nature.
However, now she was alarmed by Tang Lin's question, and she was alarmed in her heart. She could not face it directly, so she could only respond and resist with a playful expression and a disdainful tone.
She had never experienced anything like this.
Tang Lin's expression was neither excited nor angry, nor did he want to give a deeper explanation. Concubine Feng Mi continued to question, "What? Are you scared? Don't do such mindless things in the future, that is, when you encounter me in my life
I will remind you when I am the kindest person, otherwise I will definitely eat up everything without even leaving you a single copper."
Tang Lin lowered his head and looked at his fingers. His fingers were long and smooth, and his nails were neatly manicured. His whole hand looked so coordinated and strong. Xiao Mosquito had told him more than once that you would be able to do it if you weren't a sniper.
As a pianist, it would be a pity if your hands don't play the piano. In fact, Tang Lin is most satisfied with his hands. He never cares much about his appearance, body and clothing. He cares most about these hands, because at that time
These hands are his life. Now that he has left the army, the hands that pulled the trigger have also been retired. They are suddenly free, and even the function of punching sandbags has been basically lost. What else can he do with these hands?
Counting money? Undressing women?
No, that's not what he was thinking about. What he was thinking about was creation. At this moment, he lowered his head and thought about creation. It was a very inexplicable thought. He continued to look at his hands and spoke in a low but strong voice, "I always think about creation."
I want to use my hands to do something. You are right. Maybe you are not the first person to see through my real plan, but you are the first person to say it personally. This is very important. I have always been very careful.
Cherish your hands, I think you must also cherish your hands. I like to see your hands more than your face and figure. They are a pair of typical surgeon's hands, and they are the most advanced ones.
I'm even... a little obsessed with the surgeon's hands... so every time I meet, I will look at them more intentionally or unintentionally. But I do this kind of thing very covertly, and you won't notice it. Now I suddenly thought, maybe this is the reason.
This is our biggest similarity. We both have hands that look good to outsiders, hands that we can’t help but take a second look at. This may lead to some kind of special relationship between us in the future..."