Don't cry, baby. I'll punish you tonight.

Lin Qinghuan asked, "Why don't you be so nice to me?"

The better Luo Zhouran treats her, the more guilty she will feel, but guilt is not love.

If she made any promises to Luo Zhouran out of guilt, or did anything impulsive, it would only make things more difficult in the end.

"You're my girlfriend, so it's only natural for me to be nice to you!" Luo Zhouran answered quickly.

She let out a long sigh.

"Zhou Ran, no matter what, I hope you can think carefully about this relationship. Maybe it's not necessary to continue."

"You're saying so much just to break up?"

She was silent.

Ah...

"Don't even think about breaking up with him if I don't tell you to!" Luo Zhouran replied fiercely, "As long as I'm with you, you can't even think about being with him openly."

"This has nothing to do with He Yanlang! Don't you understand?" She also yelled at Luo Zhouran. There was no explanation, no explanation at all.

Luo Zhouran was startled. He lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes flickering. He was obviously the victim, the one who was wronged, but he had to act as the rational party, "Let's calm down first!"

Lin Qinghuan withdrew his gaze and looked back at the drawing board, feeling angry.

"Eat this first to fill your stomach, and I'll take you to eat something else later," Luo Zhouran changed the subject.

There is really no need to argue, and arguing will never lead to any conclusion.

So, let's just calm down and let it go for now.

Lin Qinghuan picked up the spoon, scraped the dessert and put it into her mouth, "Have you eaten it?"

"No."

He thought Lin Qinghuan would scrape some and feed it to him, but he thought too much.

Lin Qinghuan just said, "Then go eat, don't worry about me!"

He sighed, "Actually, you can feed me? Like any other normal couple."

"The key is that we are not a normal couple!" She ate all the desserts without feeding Luo Zhouran a single bite. "Just like this cake, I enjoy your kindness and your efforts, but I am not moved. I only feel guilty."

“I don’t want to listen to that bastard’s chanting!” Luo Zhouran covered his ears, distanced himself from Lin Qinghuan, and sat on the sofa beside him.

"You are so stubborn!" she cursed. She regretted it so much. She shouldn't have agreed to Luo Zhouran. People often pay the price for their momentary impulse.

"What do you care about me?" He stared at Lin Qinghuan's slender back. She looked charming while painting, like the first orchid blooming in the valley in the morning.

"What are you having for dinner? I'll treat you!" Lin Qinghuan started to ask. Perhaps because she was afraid that Luo Zhouran would overthink things, she added viciously, "It's not because of love, it's because of guilt. I want to make up for your dog-licking mentality."

"thank you!"

Lin Qinghuan didn't look back, and continued to remind him kindly, with great lethality, "A dog licks a dog, and in the end he will have nothing!"

“I really thank you!”

-

Outside the studio, He Yanlang leaned against the wall. He covered his head with the hood of his sweatshirt and lowered his head, so that his facial expression could not be seen clearly.

Lin Shen also changed out of his suit and put on a set of casual clothes.

"Master, you're squatting in the corner eavesdropping on other people's conversations like this, you really look like a sinister pervert!"

He Yanlang clearly heard some of the conversations inside.

interesting.

"Does Lin Qinghuan like me?" he asked Lin Shen.

Lin Shen was stunned: Oh no, this is a fatal question.

There was no sweat on his forehead, but in order to show his nervousness, he wiped the sweat off.

"Well...I guess it's a love-hate thing!"

Who can stand it? He would show up in front of the other person the next day, sleep with her, and then leave. He would cut off contact for a month, and when he finally came back, he had changed girlfriends one after another.

If you don't chase your wife, who will?

He Yanlang looked up at Lin Shen.

No matter how many times he looked at this face, Lin Shen felt that his young master's face was really handsome. Not only would girls like him, even a man might not be able to resist his pursuit.

"Does she like Luo Zhouran?"

"I don't like it!" Lin Shen answered this question quickly, "But I feel guilty."

Guilt is a strange word.

"Master, do you know what long-term guilt towards a person will gradually turn into? It turns into love."

Lin Qinghuan is an emotional person who takes all feelings very seriously.

The best example is simplicity.

The second is Luo Zhouran.

"Similarly, loving and hating someone will eventually turn into complete hatred, hatred for you plus guilt for Luo Zhouran."

Lin Shen was silent for a moment, raised his deep eyes, and summed up.

"Master, danger!"

He Yanlang didn't show much expression. He took off the hood of his sweatshirt, stood up straight, and walked towards the stairs.

He had to play the role of a playboy. His grandfather had warned him once, and there were other people in the family who were always watching his every word and action.

"Have you finished collecting evidence against Ouyang Ling?" he asked Lin Shen.

Lin Shen followed, "It's still ongoing. She's very cautious and handles everything very cleanly. No one has left any evidence behind."

But how is it possible to leave no trace at all?

Thanks to his insignificant third brother who gave him some explosive information about Ouyang Ling, otherwise he would have to find other ways to cancel the engagement.

"And send someone to scald the fortune tree in the old man's office to death with boiling water, and find a fortune teller to whisper in his ear and tell him that such a marriage is not good for the family's fortune."

When people reach a certain age, especially those who have had good fortune, they believe in this especially.

"Okay, Master!"

"Has Tianyu Group's acquisition letter of intent been completed?"

"Jia Jia is still drafting the plan. What is the young master going to do with this tiny company?"

He Yanlang glanced in the direction of the studio. Compared with his group, Tianyu Group was indeed insignificant, but it was one of the best groups in Beijing. The academy where Lin Qinghuan studied would recommend students to go in for internships every year.

"Fun!"

He prepared this for Lin Qinghuan. He had thought about the worst possible outcome: Lin Qinghuan didn't like him and didn't want him.

However, he did not tell Lin Shen the reason for the acquisition.

Is it necessary to publicize occasional abnormal psychology and little hobbies?

Everyone has a dark side in their heart, but his dark mind is filled with Lin Qinghuan.

"By the way, Master, Master Yanyu's transfer procedures have been completed. He will arrive in Jing City tonight. The master has asked you to keep an eye on him."

He just cursed quietly, and just thinking about He Yanyu's tricky look made him want to beat him up, "Waste!"

But on second thought, He Yanyu and Ouyang Ling had done something before, and if the two met again, there was no telling what might happen.

It seemed like this was an opportunity.

"Get Lin Qinghuan out tonight!" he added casually.

“Master, do you think that it’s not difficult enough for you to chase your wife to the crematorium later on?” Lin Shen reminded in a friendly way, thinking that this was inappropriate.

"She can't bear to break up with that boy, so I'll help her." Does she have to let her relationship with Luo Zhouran develop freely?

"Master, you are such a jerk. You should put your relationship with Miss Lin aside for now and focus on your career first."

"Then tell me, how long will it take? One year, two years or five years!"

He couldn't bear it.

Once you take the first step, you can't bear it.

"Master, this is really inhumane?" Lin Shen reminded him again, speaking on his own, "You haven't recovered from your heart injury yet, and you're still thinking about that."

"Master..."

"Stop... you pervert!" Lin Shen stood there. He Yanlang had already gotten into the driver's seat and threw him there. "Pervert! Wait till you cry! You don't listen to the words of a love saint like me."