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Wei Luan went to look for Fan Yuge while Weiwei was in kindergarten.It was still early in the morning, Wei Luan didn't know if Fan Yuge was doing a live broadcast, and he couldn't care less about it, so he went directly to Fan Yuge's house and rang the doorbell.

Fan Yuge never expected that Wei Luan would run over suddenly, and opened the door for him with his eyes wide open, "Why are you here?"

Wei Luan looked at this normal face, and complex emotions that were rarely seen in his life swirled in his heart.He hasn't seen this face less in the past two days, but it's not wearing glasses and looking polite like now. He has seen this face smiling shyly on the stage without glasses, and he has seen this face biting He pursed his lips and touched the man's body with his feet in stockings. He had seen this face endure shame and self-soothing, indulged in desire...

After suddenly seeing so many little love songs, Wei Luan could hardly remember what Fan Yuge looked like in front of him in daylight.He used to feel that even though he was the husband of his ex-girlfriend, and even though he was a completely different type of person from himself, from appearance to voice to personality, Fan Yuge made him feel so close, and when getting along, it was as if he had known him a long time ago. It also made Wei Luan feel like a spring breeze.He raised his daughter carefully, just like countless men expected, Fan Yuge in daytime is such a perfect and suitable person to be a wife.

But now Wei Luan can't help doubting whether this dignified and virtuous wife-like image is his true nature, or is it a role he pretended to play?Just like in the kitchen where he cooks for Weiwei and himself at night, using the things commonly used in the kitchen to stage such a fragrant live show, is the little love song at that time his nature or a slut he played? Where is the wife?

Fan Yuge saw that his expression was abnormal, and he didn't know what happened, so his brows frowned worriedly: "You come in first." He brought Wei Luan into the room, and pulled him to take him to the sofa in the living room to sit down and say .

The hand holding Wei Luan was still a little wet, and the cuff was covered with a light gray sleeve.Wei Luan looked down at the hand, and remembered the screen recording he saw last night, where the hand was holding different shapes of ice and playing with him constantly.

Wei Luan withdrew his arm abruptly.Fan Yuge was taken aback by him, turned around and looked at him in surprise: "What's wrong? What happened?"

Wei Luan's eyes were cold: "I didn't come at the right time, did I? Excuse me for the live broadcast?"

"Little lover?"

The surprised expression on Fan Yuge's face seemed to be frozen for a moment.He stood there dumbfounded, unable to utter a word, only his face became pale as paper.

Inexplicably, Wei Luan felt a burst of vengeful pleasure in his heart.He continued with a sneer: "Do you like the gift that fans gave you? When do you plan to use it? Or have you already used it? After Weiwei fell asleep, you used those things alone..."

Wei Luan didn't continue, but there was obvious disgust on his face.Fan Yuge seemed to wake up, the surprise on his face disappeared, and then all expressions disappeared, leaving only a expressionless, pale face.

"You went to the meeting? How did you get in? You should not have an account or be eligible to participate." He said flatly.This voice was different from any warm, considerate, light and seductive time Wei Luan had heard, but it was dry, without any emotion.

"Of course I have my own way. It's better to say that if I hadn't gone in that day, I wouldn't have seen so many men wanting to strip you naked on the spot. But your clothes are no different from being stripped naked."

Fan Yuge looked up at Wei Luan, but there was no light in his eyes. "That's what you're here to say? That's nothing to say, it's my job."

"Work? Do you still have the face to call this work?" Wei Luan wrinkled the bridge of his nose in disgust.Fan Yuge looked at him directly against his disgusted expression, his eyes were flat and lifeless, but his words were very strong.

"Whether I have face or not, this is my job. It's a real fact. I did it, and I made money with this job. You know it, and it's no big deal. This is the life I chose. If you are used to seeing it, just look at it if you are not used to it, and you have no right to tell me what to do."

This reticent look was different from any Fan Yuge Wei Luan had come into contact with before. It was the first time he realized that Fan Yuge also had his tough and uncompromising side, and it completely ignited his anger that was on the verge of exploding long ago. "I'm not qualified to tell you what to do?! You are raising my daughter now! A bitch like you, I feel dirty even if I touch my daughter, how dare you raise her?! How dare you raise her! Who gave you the courage to raise her? your face!"

This naked insult made Fan Yuge's already pale face even more frightening, and he almost fainted on the spot.But he gritted his teeth and stared at Wei Luan coldly, at first he didn't say a word, but after a while he laughed instead.

"Where did you get the guts? Who gave me the face?" He sneered, his voice as dry as a dead leaf in winter. "I would like to ask you, what qualifications do you have to say such things to me? If you didn't make that shameless phone call, trying to seduce your ex-girlfriend who you abandoned four years ago, how would you know that you have a daughter ?”

"You don't even know your daughter exists. You killed your daughter's mother and your daughter's brother. You killed two people. If it wasn't for Wei Weifu's fate, she wouldn't even have the chance to open her eyes and see the world. , are you here to discuss qualifications with me now? You are the most unworthy person in the world to discuss qualifications with me! You are a murderer who abandoned his wife and children! You are not worthy of being a father!!"

Fan Yuge complained sharply with a pale face, and stared at Wei Luan with ruthless and angry eyes, as if an oil-soaked guide rope had been ignited, and the burning became thicker and thicker.Wei Luan was so angry that it seemed like his whole body was going to explode from his lungs. What exploded was not only the anger of being pointed at his nose and scolding, but also the shame of being poked at the pain point, which can be described as anger.He has had a bad habit since he was a child, he usually loses in quarrels, but usually wins in fights, so when he was young, he was able to use his hands but not his mouth.Originally, it was impossible for him to attack Fan Yuge, but now the ruthless and angry Fan Yuge in front of him just reminded him of the enemies he fought with when he was a child, Wei Luan rushed his head angrily, and shook his fist without saying a word .

Unexpectedly, Fan Yuge escaped.

Fan Yuge moved quickly.He was thinner than Wei Luan, and after dodging, he turned around and punched Wei Luan in the face.Wei Luan has been fighting since childhood, how could it be so easy for him to win?The two fought like this.

Surprisingly, Fan Yuge's skill is not bad.He looks gentle and gentle, but when he hits hard, he is also merciless and full of strength.But compared to Wei Luan, he was still a bit behind, the two fought for a long time, Wei Luan crushed his body and threw him onto the sofa.

Fan Yuge snorted, obviously in pain.But when he twisted his waist and abdomen, he remembered to fight back, and Wei Luan clasped his hands and his legs pressed his waist and pressed him hard into the sofa, unable to move.

The fight was fierce, and both of them were very embarrassed.Fan Yuge's glasses were nowhere to be found, his hair was disheveled, there was a red spot on his chin, his whole body was messed up, and his chest was constantly heaving.

Wei Luan also had a disordered breath.He clasped Fan Yuge's hands with one hand, and freed his other hand to savagely wave towards Fan Yuge's face.Fan Yuge felt the sound of breaking wind, he closed his eyes, turned his face to one side, and received the punch violently.

But the punch didn't really go down.

Seeing the way his face turned sideways, Wei Luan stopped inexplicably.He had never seen Fan Yuge at such a close distance. At this time, Fan Yuge looked the most embarrassed he had ever seen. Not only was he messed up, but the corners of his eyes were red. Although the eyes were tightly closed, the ends of the eyes were still slightly transparent With water vapor.

He wasn't crying, but was clearly on the verge of breaking down.

Wei Luan suddenly couldn't do anything.

He let go of the hand that was holding down Fan Yuge, stood up from Fan Yuge's body, and left the sofa.Fan Yuge was still lying there, maintaining that half-curled up posture, with his face turned sideways, facing the inside of the sofa.

He didn't move, but the whole body shrunk even more. His already thin body seemed to be even thinner now, and the appearance curled up on the sofa looked a little pathetic.

But at this time Wei Luan has no extra sympathy for him.

"I will fight for Weiwei's custody." He said in a low voice to the curled up person on the sofa.

"I thought about it before, but I didn't really do it. Now you forced me, I can't give Weiwei to you like this..." He paused, but still swallowed the ugly words . "I won't hand Weiwei over to you to raise."

"You do it yourself."

After speaking, he left Fan Yuge, who was unresponsive except for a slight trembling, and left the house.The door made a dull sound and closed between Wei Luan and Fan Yuge, separating the two worlds.