I played the role of a cannon fodder scumbag, but I was the heartthrob

"Did you see the guy at the bar?"

Luosang was sitting on the sofa, drinking boredly when Huangmao patted him on the shoulder.

Looking in the direction he pointed, they saw a person sitting at the bar in front with his back to them.

His hair was as black as ink, his neck was as white and slender as jade, and he was wearing a simple black shirt, which was obviously a popular style, but when he wore it, it showed off his slim waist and long legs.

Luosang narrowed his eyes and quickly looked away.

"You can't see the person clearly. Maybe if you turn around and see their true face, it's a scam."

Fatty Wang on the left complained.

Huangmao wilted when he thought of the unpleasant things.

"Forget it, let's drink." He immediately gave up the idea of ​​chatting her up.

Fatty Wang looked at Luosang, who had a grim expression on his face, and said cautiously, "Mr. Luo, are you still angry about your father scolding you?"

"Why should I be angry?" Luosang put down his wine glass. "This isn't the first time I've encountered something like this."

Huangmao pushed Fatty Wang and advised him to speak less.

"Your stepmother has been framing you ever since she gave birth to your brother. You can't keep putting up with this, or it will bite you sooner or later." Fatty Wang seemed oblivious. "Your dad is such a jerk! He can't even see through such a lame trick."

Although she followed Young Master Luo because he was generous, and her own business needed the Luo family's care, but after eating, drinking and having fun for so long, it was impossible to say that she didn't have some feelings for him, even if it was not much.

Luosang scoffed, "It's not that I can't see, I just don't like it. He cheated on me before my mother died. If you don't believe in his true love now, do you believe me?"

The old man is not confused, he is very smart.

For a son whom I don’t love at all, it’s just an injustice, but it won’t cause any trouble.

But don't think that he will just sit there and wait for death. Whoever dares to let him suffer a loss will be made to pay a thousand times the price.

Huangmao and Fatty Wang looked at each other.

When Luosang glanced over, Huangmao poured him some wine.

"Come on, let's make a bet, how about it?"

Luosang picked up his wine glass and resumed his playful demeanor.

The yellow-haired man was eager to try, "Let's make a bet, just like what we just said, Master Luo, if you can sleep with him or win his heart within a month, you win."

"Then why don't you go?" Luosang raised his eyes, a cold look emerging in his eyes.

Huang Mao shuddered and looked away, "How dare I? I'm just so ugly."

It seems that he still has self-awareness. In fact, he is afraid that if it looks too horrible, he won't be able to eat it.

"What's the bet?" Luosang remained noncommittal.

"A Lamborghini." Fatty Wang agreed.

The yellow-haired man nodded.

Luosang snapped his fingers and said, "Deal."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stood up and went to the bar.

"Little brother, can I buy you a drink?"

The person who was on the phone hung up with a click and looked up angrily.

When Luosang saw his true appearance, he felt a little ashamed of himself.

When the other party saw him, his annoyed expression turned gentle as water, "My name is Ye Zhao, what's your name?"

Quickly adjusting his attitude, Luosang smiled brightly, "Luosang."

What happened next?

Luosang was wearing a hospital gown and facing the window.

The pot of green ivy has long since withered and is no longer full of life.

Luosang bit the back of his hand and recalled the past in a self-torturing manner.

Later, he really fell in love with Ye Zhao.

If it was just for fun at first, after spending time together day after day, feelings would have already developed.

When Jun Qing framed him, Ye Zhao still believed in him, and he was already indispensable.

For the first time, someone would trust him even if they didn't love him.

Such a good person, destroyed by his own selfish desires.

In order to get him, she pushed him into the abyss and even recorded the video of Jun Qing falling into the sea in a despicable way.

I thought that by using this handle, I could win his heart and his love.

When Ye Zhao was about to go meet Zhuang Ran's parents with him, he received an anonymous text message saying that Ye Zhao regarded him as Zhuang Ran's substitute.

It's not that he's not angry, he also blames Ye Zhao.

But none of these made him think of handing over the video.

The real reason why he did this was that Jun Qing threw out a bait with high enough risk and high return.

Jun Qing wants to take revenge on Ye Zhao and make him lose everything.

When the time comes, after revenge has been sufficient, I will hand him over to myself and let him do whatever he wants.

Luosang didn't believe it at first, but Jun Qing asked, "Do you want to see Ye Zhao and Zhuang Ran get married?"

Luosang was not willing to do that. If he couldn't get it, no one else could get it either.

That's his character.

But he didn't accept it.

It wasn't until Ye Zhao used him to break up with Zhuang Ran that he had to do something. It was he who forced him to do it.

Before he could do anything, Ye Zhao disappeared and he couldn't find his whereabouts.

It was Jun Qing who sent him the photos of Ye Zhao being imprisoned to threaten him.

Those photos are very explicit, and it is not difficult to imagine what Ye Zhao went through.

Luosang was eager to save people, but greed took over and he had no choice.

He had no choice but to send the video, which resulted in Ye Zhao's death.

Time flies, but regrets are hard to erase.

After Ye Zhao's death, Luosang suffered a mental breakdown, hallucinations, and attempted suicide several times. He was sent to a mental hospital.

One day, he escaped and his whereabouts have been unknown since then.