He loves her very much, but lighter than fate By Feng Chen
He loves her very much, but lighter than fate by Fengchen
One flower, one world, one grass, one Bodhi.
Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a stand.
There is nothing there, so where is the dust?
Therefore, my mother named me: Chen.
Before my parents died, I was just Fengchen, the beloved son who was protected in their hands. When they left me together, I was still Fengchen, but no one came to love me anymore.
Looking back at the twists and turns of this little half of my life, I was constantly flitting between using and being used, but I couldn't find a safe place to place myself.
After I learned that the death of my parents was a scene carefully arranged by Mrs. Hong, when I hated Mrs. Hong deeply and racked my brains to find no way to take revenge on Mrs. Hong, when Grace had become a half-used chess piece.
At that time...she came into my sight.
Lan Mufei, a 17-year-old girl from Paris who was brought back from country C by the widow Louis Ying, has no father or mother.
What's more important is that she is pregnant with Louis Ing's child.
I seem to have found an outlet for my hatred.
It is not particularly difficult to bribe the servants in Louis Ingone's villa, nor is it difficult to know every move of the girl in the villa.
The servant would report everything about her and Louis Yingwidow to me in detail every day, and receive generous remuneration.
When I looked at the girl in the photo, several groups of words automatically came to my mind: weak, young, stubborn, lonely, and stubborn.
Even when faced with the dream of all Parisian women, she remained unmoved, her childish silhouette lingering with full indifference, ignoring the widow Louis Inglée sitting next to her.
This - it's really interesting.
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Grace was complaining again that the earl hadn't seen her for many days, and there were just a few words that she kept saying, nothing new.
This once innocent and innocent girl gradually changed after setting foot on the glamorous catwalk. Following the count, the change became more and more serious, especially after she lost her child.
And I became more and more disgusted with her nagging and complaining.
Facing Grace's face full of resentment, I can't help but think of that lonely girl sitting under the light reading a book intently, and I really want to know what kind of soul is hidden behind those lonely and deep eyes.
But these are nothing compared to the revenge on Madam Red.
Grace's complaints let me know that Louis Yingqi was more and more concerned about the child in the girl's belly. I am a man and I understand better than anyone else, so I deliberately misled Grace. The count was most likely to fall in love with this surrogate mother.
Grace panicked, she didn't know what to do, I reassured her, don't worry, I will always help her!
She was very grateful to me. In my eyes, this gratitude was funny and ridiculous.
It cost me a lot of money to bribe the most loyal doctor of the Louis family; but it was worth it. I knew earlier than anyone else that the baby in the girl's belly was a boy.
I asked the doctor to tell Mrs. Hong that the child was a girl; I also asked Grace to deliberately make trouble in front of Mrs. Hong that her son was about to fall in love with a lowly surrogate mother.
I know that what she wants most is a grandson, not a granddaughter, and the count falls in love with a lowly surrogate mother. This kind of thing will never be allowed by the noble Lady Red.
As I expected, Mrs. Hong acquiesced to Grace's behavior, but I didn't expect that she would do something so cruel as to throw the girl who had just had a miscarriage into the wild to fend for herself.
It doesn’t matter anymore…
It's just a small chess piece that helps me take revenge on Madam Hong.
If one day Mrs. Hong knew that the person she killed was her own grandson, how exciting the scene would be, I can't wait to see it.
The girl disappeared and her life and death were unknown. The Count knew that the child was gone, and he also suffered a certain blow; he even lost his temper with Mrs. Hong. I was very happy to see this. Their mother and son were getting more and more at odds with each other. It was really a big deal. Something worth being happy about!
I don't know whether it was out of appreciation or guilt, but I didn't throw away or destroy those photos and documents. I put them in the bank's safe, put them together with my mother's belongings, and locked them in the dark abyss.
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The meeting seven years later was something I never expected. I even recognized her at first sight as the girl from back then. I have never forgotten her name and the look in her eyes.
Even when I dreamed back at midnight, I would dream that her clear eyes were gradually blurring, her face was flushed, her slender waist was twisting on my body, and her low moans were so charming that my bones were numb.
I woke up sweating profusely and gasping for air. I thought it was ridiculous and ridiculous to think that I had actually dreamed of Louis Ing's widowed woman!
Why do you have such a dream?
Have I fallen in love with her?
This is impossible!
I don’t know her, but I’ve only seen her photos, photos of her pregnancy and her belly getting bigger day by day, and her information, but I haven’t gotten to know her in depth at all.
This kind of dream is just because I haven't touched a woman for a long time, and she happens to be a girl I see often recently.
When I met her again seven years later, I still thought so in my heart that I forgot that when I had this dream, three years had passed since her life and death were unknown!
Seven years ago, I didn't like her, and I won't like her seven years later.
My eyes habitually look for her back in the crowd, just because she was once my pawn; I want to be nice to her, just because I once owed her an innocent life!
If the play is to be real, it must first be emotional.
I always thought that I just wanted to use her, just to snatch her away from Louis Indigo's hunting range. I never thought about what would happen next.
Looking at her smiling like a summer flower and as quiet as a fallen leaf, I once forgot that she had a child of an earl, and even more forgotten that I was the initiator of her childlessness and seven years of hardship!
Until I watched her walk into the count's arms, I suddenly understood that in this game, she had never been involved, but I was so involved that I couldn't get out of the game and fell into my own conspiracy. I loved her. Unable to extricate myself from love.
Grace came to me. She is a lonely woman and I am a lonely man. Two lonely people always want to do something that is not lonely to kill each other's loneliness.
When it comes to virginity, Grace is very open-minded, and it can be said to be the old saying: *lower place/child, *higher slut/woman.
I have received a lot of satisfaction from her body. Both of us are very satisfied with each other's body. We have maintained this kind of relationship for a long time. It is ambiguous and physical pleasure, but the relationship has not been confirmed. It seems that it is more exciting this way.
But in Grace's body, what she was thinking about was another pair of pure eyes. She couldn't help but think about how she would have sex under Louis Ying's body, and what kind of climax she would have.
Thinking like this, I lost the desire to continue, so I withdrew from Grace's body. She was not satisfied yet, and her emotions were not relieved, and she felt that I was inexplicable.
Inexplicable?
Maybe.
After grace left, I smoked cigarettes all night and... missed her!
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I used Yun Gu to destroy their relationship, but the plan failed. I was not discouraged because I knew better than anyone else that there would be no good results for them.
Everything developed as I expected, the count fell in love with her so much that he couldn't help himself, Mrs. Hong was firm in her opposition, and the mother and son turned against each other!
Mrs. Hong is planning a game, and I, too, know that I am silently cooperating with her so that she can get the 10% of the shares, enter the Louis family, and do some bad things again.
They left, and they had no choice but to come back.
When I see her whom I haven't seen for a long time, my heart beats uncontrollably. I want to hug her, kiss her, and ask her: If I am willing to let go of everything, will you come with me?
I didn't ask because I knew that in her heart she only had Louis the Younger, not me.
In her heart, she always thought that I was a bad person, maybe not even a bad person, worse than a passerby.
Mrs. Hong offered to let my father and mother's ashes be buried together as long as I had sex with her.
This is the last wish my mother mentioned in her diary.
For both my parents and myself, I didn't refuse, and I really wanted to do that.
Because I love her, I want to get her. If I can't get her heart, getting her body is not bad either.
Even if it’s just for one night!
I kissed her lips as I wished and hugged her delicate body. I even wanted to possess her posture countless times in my mind, but...
People have a thousand calculations, but God only has one calculation. Mrs. Hong and I both missed one thing.
She is pregnant.
The child is that of Louis the Ingredient.
Fate has never been kind to me, otherwise why would you be so stingy as to not give me this*!
It’s rare in this life to fall in love with a woman like this, and who knows if it will happen again in the future!
Forget it, forget it...
I once owed her my life, so I should repay it to her.
Although she never knew the bad things I did!
That*, we chatted casually, from the past, from Louis Yingwidow to all over the world, until she couldn't help but fall asleep sleepily.
I really wanted to go over and hug her, but I didn't. I sat on the sofa and stared at her quietly as she fell asleep. For a moment, I had a thought and a vulgar hope that time would freeze at this moment.
The day will eventually dawn. I acted out a play with her to save her brother, the child in her belly and her...
Maybe this is the only good thing I have done in my life.
Before leaving the room, she said something that I think I will remember forever.
She said: "Good people are not good enough, bad people are not bad enough. Human nature has always been a difficult thing to understand. Just living in dust, living like this... Aren't you tired?"
Tired?
I have no idea.
Ever since my parents left me, the only thing left in my life seems to be revenge on Mrs. Hong.
The girl I like doesn't like me and I can't get her away from her, so what can I do if I don't take revenge on Mrs. Hong!
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Her departure was within our expectations, and the fierce reaction of the widow Louis was also as expected.
But he would never know that she was already pregnant with her child when she left!
"Do you know that Lan Mufei is pregnant? Do you know whose child it is?" Every time I see Louis Ying's arrogant look, these vicious words come to my lips, and I swallow them back silently.
She has left this city with scars all over her body. She is the woman I truly love after all, so why should I humiliate her like this!
Louis Yingqi must have hated Madam Hong so much for me. There is no need for me to take revenge on Madam Red. Her biological son will naturally take revenge on her at all costs!
I believe it.
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The fake CD was sent to Mrs. Hong, but I kept the real CD. Even though it was just two people chatting in the room all night, it wasn't even just chatting under the quilt, but in my opinion, this was better than before. Any woman I've ever touched, any orgasm I've had.
I put the CD in the safe, and together with those photos, looking at her lonely and stubborn 17-year-old face, I even wondered where she was.
I struggled with whether to let go of everything now, go find her, and tell her: There is someone who loves her, who is not fair and who loves her with some despicableness.
I really want to tell her: I really love you.
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Who can help me send a message to tell her that I love her.
I am just a mute who can talk. In her opinion, I am not as good as a passerby.
When we met, she didn't even say hello. Her eyes passed through me and fell far away.
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It's just that I forgot.
Widow Louis Ying hates Madam Red so much and hates me so much. He will not let Madam Red go, so how can he let me go!
The resignation letter and the flight ticket to country C that were too late to be sent were quietly in the drawer, becoming expired years.
Because I...have no future.
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Young Master: Ah Qing and Ah Li’s sweet episode was posted on Baidu Post Bar and Sina Blog on the afternoon of January 1st! It should be a New Year’s Day gift for everyone.