Invincible daughter-in-law

Lang Yan pushed the door open carefully and went in, only to see a black shadow lying on the ground in front of the French window whining.He quickly turned on the light, only to see Bu Bu curling up and covering his toes with a painful expression on his face.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the people on the ground speechlessly: "What are you doing?"

"It hurts." Bu Budu was so painful that tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes.

Before Lang Yan left, "What happened to your foot?"

"Just kicked hard against the wall and twisted my toe."

Lang Yan asked angrily: "Why are you kicking the wall when you have nothing to do? Are you looking for abuse?"

He turned around to look for medicine, and suddenly, Bu Bu stood up and rushed towards him: "It's not you! It's not you! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have kicked the wall and twisted my toe."

"What's none of my business?" Lang Yan was in a daze.

"Why is it none of your business? If you didn't hug Lie Sen and let Lie Sen kiss your forehead, would I be angry and kick the wall?

"

Lang Yan: "..."

His behavior at the gate was purely for someone to see, and it never occurred to him that Bu Bu was upstairs and in his room.

"Hi." Bu Bu hiccupped, and a smell of alcohol immediately dispersed in the room.

Lang Yan frowned: "You've been drinking."

"Yes, I've been drinking." Bubu got off him, pushed him onto the bed, and then threw himself on Langyan's left shoulder.Although he drank alcohol, he was still sane and didn't use much force. It was like scratching an itch for Lang Fang.

Lang Yan was too tired, so he didn't push him away and let him vent. Moreover, after understanding these days, as long as this person vented, he would come to him like a normal person.

"Bang!" The glass on the window was suddenly shot and exploded, and immediately shattered to the ground, so scared that Bu Bu didn't dare to move, and stared at Lang Yan with wide eyes: "Your enemy will not come to seek revenge Bar?"

"..." Lang Yan pushed him away and walked to the window, raised the corner of the curtain and looked out. He Zhuolun's car was parked outside the gate, and the rear seat window was slowly rising, blocking the line of sight between him and him .

Then, the car started to leave.

"What?"

Lang Yan turned around, frowned suspiciously and looked at the debris on the ground, unaware that the figure of Bu Bu throwing him on the bed was just reflected on the window, making people outside the window easy to think wildly.

"I want to throw up." Bu Bu said while covering his mouth.

"Go to the bathroom and throw up."

Lang Yan picked him up and pushed him into the bathroom.

"I don't want to throw up anymore." Bu Bu hiccupped and turned to grab Lang Yan's collar: "Lang Yan, I think I really owe you

"

Lang Yan sneered: "I owe you, right?"

The expenses for these few months were all paid by him, and he really felt that he had raised a son.

"Yes, you owe me." Bu Bu hiccupped drunkenly: "But, I also owe you, I owed you 20 years ago."

Lang Yan frowned: "What do you mean by that?"

What is owed to him 20 years ago.

"What do you mean? Even after I slept with Liesen, he still thinks about you. It's not that I owe you, so what is it?"

Lang Yan raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Did you sleep with Liesen?"

"Yes, in bed, you taught me, get him drunk, and fuck him again."

"You fucked him?" Lang Yan was even more surprised: "Are you sure you fucked him? Didn't he fuck you?"

Even if Liesen was drunk, it shouldn't be possible for him to get caught, right?

Unless Liesen was so drunk that he passed out, he was already dead drunk and had no response.

Bu Bu affirmed: "I'm sure I fell for him, don't underestimate me, I also have a little brother to help me get rid of him."

"..." Lang Yan unconsciously looked at his lower body.

"Although I fell asleep on the back, I'm pretty sure I'm on top of him."

Lang Yan's mouth twitched.

Pressing on it means that you must have fucked the other party?

What kind of fallacy is this?

"Then you came here to show off that you slept with Liesen?"

Just now Liesen acted like he wanted to say something, could it be because he felt sorry for Bu Bu after having sex with him?

Bu Bu loosened his collar and said sadly, "I was afraid that he would kill me, so I hid here."

"Why did you choose to hide here? You can go home or hide elsewhere."

"Only by hiding here, Liesen dare not come in to find someone, because he is afraid that you will not marry him after knowing that he slept with me.

"You're so smart, okay, you can hide for as long as you like, but what does that have to do with you owed me 20 years ago?" Lang Yan squinted at him.

20 years ago, they didn't know each other, how could he owe him?

"It's very important." Bu Bu grinned: "However, I won't tell you."

This smile was so cheap that Lang Yan couldn't bear it and pressed the man under the nozzle, and turned on the cold water to rush at him.

"Ah, cold, cold, cold. Lang Yan, are you sick?"

"I'm here to wake you up." Lang Yan threw the nozzle on him, turned around and went to the bathroom, came to the floor-to-ceiling window, looked at the gate downstairs, and gradually lost his mind.

He Zhuolun returned to Yuyuan Villa, and He Er and Wu Shu, who had been waiting for him to come back, hurried over to help him who was a little drunk, but he avoided him.

He Er and Wu Shu felt a little disappointed, turned their heads and blamed Yao Yu: "Didn't you tell him to take good care of him and not let him drink so much?" Yao Yu sighed: "At the birthday banquet, the president only drank five drinks. A glass of wine."

"Just drank five cups? How can you be drunk?"

"Later, the president asked the driver to follow Mr. Lang out of Sun's house, and sent Mr. Lang back to his place of residence. After that, for some reason, the president took out the wine in the car and started drinking. By the way, he also treated Mr. Lang A shot was fired at the window of the room where he lived, breaking the glass of the window.”

"Mr. Lang? Have you met Lang Yan?" Wu Shu hurriedly asked, "What happened to the shooting?"

Yao Yu frowned: "I don't know what's going on."

He Er thought of something, and asked, "At that time, did Mr. Lang do something in the room?"

"I can't see what he's doing because the curtains are behind it, but from the reflection outside the window, it seems that someone threw Mr. Lang on the bed...uh... making out."

At that time, the president's eyes and expression were particularly scary, and his face was also very ugly. He didn't dare to say a word to the bodyguard driver, and even breathed carefully. This is one of the reasons why He Zhuolun got drunk.

He Er: "..."

Martial arts: "..."

"Mr. He, Uncle Wu, if there is nothing else, I will go back first."

"You can't go back yet." Wu Shu looked at He Zhuolun who was opening the door, and quickly pushed Yao Yu: "You stay and take care of the young master, and you can leave after he falls asleep."

Now the young master doesn't let them into the house, only Yao Yu can go in.

"Oh, good." Yao Yu walked towards He Zhuolun, seeing that the door was about to be closed after opening, he flew in and squeezed in. Facing He Zhuolun's cold gaze, he smiled awkwardly: "President, how about I make you a cup of hangover tea?"

He Zhuolun lowered his face: "Go out."

"President, you haven't had dinner yet. I'll order you takeaway. I'll leave as soon as the takeaway arrives."

Facing the cold gaze, Yao Yu felt pressured. He turned on the light in the room and saw a person sitting on the sofa. He was startled, and hurriedly protected He Zhuolun behind him: "President, there is someone on the sofa."

He Zhuolun looked over to the sofa, a softness flashed in his eyes, but he said two words coldly: "Get out."

Before Yao Yu recovered, he was pushed out of the door, and when the door was closed, he quickly glanced at the sofa.After seeing the man's face clearly, his face was full of surprise.

Seeing Yao Yu being driven out, He Er and Wu Shu hurried forward and asked, "Master, how is it?"

"This..." Yao Yu felt strange in his heart: "Uncle Wu, I just saw a person inside."

"Who is it?" He Er and Wu Shu looked at him anxiously: "Our people have been guarding outside the door, and no one has come in. Are you dazzled?"

"For such a big person, how could I be dazzled? When I was kicked out, I took another look."

"Then who did you see?"

Yao Yu pursed his lips, and after a moment of silence, he said, "I saw Mr. Lang."

"That's even more impossible. Let's not say that the bodyguards didn't see anyone going in. Even if there was, it couldn't be Mr. Lang. You didn't say before, did you send Lang Yan back? Then how could he run here?"

"I did see Mr. Lang, but I didn't say I saw Mr. Lang himself."

He Er and Wu Shu were stunned: "What do you mean?"

Yao Yu said with uncertainty: "The person I saw should be a specially made doll, a doll that looks very similar to Mr. Lang.

"

"A doll that looks similar to Mr. Lang?"

Wu Shu had an unbelievable expression on his face, he really didn't expect the young master to be so obsessed with Lang Fang.

He walked quickly to the window, but the curtains were drawn on the windows, and he changed several windows before he found a window that could see everything in the hall through the curtains.

He Er also followed: "Uncle Wu, did you see that?"

Wu Shu raised his hand and rubbed the wet corners of his eyes, stepped aside and said in a hoarse voice, "Look for yourself."

He Er had a bad premonition, frowned and walked forward to look.

The gap is not big, but you can see the side of the sofa, and naturally you can see the two people on the sofa. No, to be precise, the two people on the sofa

There was only one person sitting, and the other was a very realistic doll. If you didn't look carefully, you would think it was a real person.

He Zhuolun looked at the doll who was sitting on the side and was smiling happily. The corner of his mouth curled up into a beautiful smile, his eyes were tender and affectionate, but the moment he raised his finger to touch the doll, his smile froze. , the eyes dimmed little by little, like a pool of stagnant water lifeless.

Fake ones are always fake ones, they won't cry, they won't talk, they won't act like a baby to him, and they won't throw themselves on him, calling him "Master" again and again.

Seeing this, He Er clenched his fists: "Uncle Wu, what should we do?"

Through a window, one could clearly feel the pain in the boss's heart.

Wu Shu let out a long sigh: "Maybe, I should let the old man see the young master now."