Seven of my nemesis want to marry me after bankruptcy

Wei Jinglin sat quietly on the sofa in Wei's villa, the deserted evening light fell from his slender eyelashes.

On the thick wooden table in front of him are the things that the lawyer Gu Feibai found handed him 10 minutes ago. The lawyer had just dealt with the issue of Gu Feibai's inheritance, and then came to deal with the well-known overseas Wei family. President's Criminal Issues.

The lawyer was dumbfounded at the fact that the well-known president surnamed Wei had murdered his adoptive father, and was also surprised that his employer was one of the implementers of this plan.

When Wei Fangqiang was in his 40s, he had a heart operation. Gu Feibai was on the operating table. At that time, the college entrance examination was tampered with. Wei Jinglin cooperated.

They made some little tricks on Wei Fangqiang's heart stent that will not be noticed at all. There is no evidence. Wei Fangqiang will not die immediately, but his body will gradually deteriorate. Gu Feibai doesn't need it. Being put on the head and sent to Wei Kesong by his mother to be a dog-like inferior retainer, Wei Jinglin would not be detained to death by Wei Fang and beaten to death in Wei's house.

The only variable here is Wei Kesong.

Gu Feibai didn't know that he would be willing to be Wei Kesong's retainer later on, and Wei Jinglin didn't expect that he would willingly endure these tortures.

But the plan runs like a gear, Wei Fangqiang's heart is unable to support him to run an overly large business empire, and Chu Mingzhou and Qin Yue will not give up the fat that is brought to their lips.

In Wei Jinglin and Gu Feibai's plan at first, once Wei Fangqiang fled abroad, the lifespan of this bracket was almost reached.

But Gu Feibai regretted it, he replaced Wei Fangqiang's bracket, he saved Wei Fangqiang, he didn't want to leave Wei Kesong with an excuse to hate himself wantonly before he died.

Wei Jinglin looked at the evidence that Gu Fei had left to him in vain, enough to keep him in prison for ten years, without saying a word, but his eyes were focused on the door, as if the black words on the heavy paper meant nothing to him. It was meaningless to say that, I just tidied up casually, turned over, put my fingers on my knees and waited.

And Gu Feibai, the murderer who used to work with, took out all the evidence and threatened Wei Jinglin with a smile before he died. You'd better return all the property of the Wei family to Wei Kesong and get out of here, or I will kill you. These are the things that get you ruined and go to jail.

When Wei Kesong came, he saw Wei Jinglin who looked like solidified ice. He frowned and sat on the sofa, but his sitting posture was very upright.

Wei Jinglin looked at it, Wei Kesong was not like this, this young master likes this sofa the most, it was specially chosen by Wei Jinglin for Wei Kesong, the material is soft and the leather is delicate, every time he comes back, he is a little upright Lying down on it, he tilted his head to look at him with a casual smile again, and casually greeted him and called him brother.

It's only been three months, and Wei Kesong grew rapidly when he didn't know it. Wei Jinglin was like a sofa that Wei Kesong unilaterally felt unfamiliar with. Even if it was tailor-made for Wei Kesong at the beginning, now Totally out of place.

Wei Jinglin said abruptly: "Kai Song, I regret it."

Wei Kesong didn't understand what Wei Jinglin was regretting, it seemed that his nominal brother and fiancé had many things to regret, but regrets were unnecessary.

Wei Kesong's emotional ups and downs towards Wei Jinglin have passed, now he looks at this elder brother who made him cry late at night and wants to protect him, he only has a slight mood swing, and he just said in a complicated way: "What do you have to regret? Yes, every step you take is just a foreshadowing of your current status and success, the law of the jungle preys on the strong, that's how it is."

"My father can't win you, and I can't win you myself. If we lose, I would like to bet and admit defeat. It's okay."

Putting aside those past entanglements, throwing away the remnants of old friendship, Fang Jinglin and Wei Kesong are just a pair of ordinary unrelated foster brothers in this world. There is an eccentric and cruel father who dotes on one, brutally abuses the other, and beats the wall. It was reasonable, but Wei Kesong couldn't figure out why the great changes happened. He was naive and ignorant, and he couldn't calm down until now. After seeing this old house that hadn't changed at all, he finally felt relieved.

Wei Kesong stretched out his hand: "Please don't mind my madness before, you and I can't tell who is sorry for whom, it's been 20 years, I don't want to hate you, I don't want to blame you, I'm very tired, I have to work, earn money, buy a house, and live my own life, so don't disturb my life as your ex-brother."

"It's rare to be able to sit down and talk with you calmly. How about this, Fang Jinglin... Brother, please listen to me for the last time. I beg you as a younger brother..." Wei Kesong paused, and said: "We Let’s write off all the previous things.”

With just these four words, the love and hatred that were unforgettable in the past suddenly turned into floating dust, and dissipated in Wei Kesong's calm eyes in an instant.

After Wei Jinglin heard this, he just laughed lightly. He lowered his head and said in a trance, "Kai Song, it turns out that there is really retribution for doing bad things."

Wei Jinglin's life, until now, is like a cold joke. The tragic and ridiculous level will make everyone feel that it is one of the best in moving China. The sudden illness and deliberate and ignorant jumping off the building became the turning point of life's prosperity. In the end, Wei Fangqiang mercilessly cut off his last blood connection in this world.

He didn't know who to hate. Before he had time to panic and feel helpless, he was thrown into the beatings of Wei Fangqiang day and night. Wei Jing grew up with a distorted ideology at the speed of light.

In this cramped and depressing Wei family villa, he is a silent shadow under the glamor and beauty, unworthy of human existence. The long-term negative situation made Wei Jinglin gradually numb and adapt. It's not that hard, just get used to it.

At this time, there was a little brat who didn't know the heights of the heavens and the earth, sneakily and persistently threw a piece of candy into Wei Jinglin's mouth.

Obviously eating sugar, but the bitterness became stronger immediately.

From then on, Wei Jinglin's joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys in the world came from one person, all the ups and downs were bestowed by one person, lovers, brothers, family and companions were all Wei Kesong.

It was the son of Pushing Hand, who ruined Wei Jing's family, and the treasure of the husband who beat him day and night.

These things obviously have nothing to do with Wei Kesong, Wei Jinglin has always been calm, and doesn't like to vent anger and empathy, but it is unbalanced on Wei Kesong. Living in this little bread that doesn't know how sweet it is, but this little bread is ignorant and innocent. When it sees a hungry person, it wants to share some of it for others to eat, but it doesn't know that Wei Jinglin behind him is already so hungry. One bite was not enough to swallow him.

He was frightened of hunger, and he did a lot of unreasonable things in order to be able to eat this small piece of bread that was handed out to him everywhere.

Wei Jinglin's breathing was very steady: "Kai Song, do you still remember our piano?"

Wei Kesong was taken aback, and said, "I remember."

When Wei Kesong was young, he was very playful. In order to trap this little kid who could dig a house three feet apart, Wei Fangqiang forcibly hired many top tutors for him, such as piano, calligraphy, painting, etc. In management, homework must be handed in on time. Wei Kesong learned all these things into Wei Jinglin's stomach, and Wei Jinglin handed in the homework on time, in duplicate. You don't need to be instructed by Master Xiaowei, and you will definitely give it to this devil king Handled flawlessly.

The only exception is the piano, Wei Jinglin can't help Wei Kesong play the piano.

When Wei Kesong was young, he liked the piano like a toy, but he really liked to be lazy. When he was young, he was criticized for not being able to play the repertoire prescribed by the teacher. At this time, Wei Jinglin would tirelessly teach Wei Ke over and over again. Song playing the piano, no matter how angry Wei Fangqiang was about to lose his temper, he would not rush in and kick Wei Jinglin with his leather shoes when Wei Jing was teaching Wei Croisson to play the piano.

This was a peaceful time for the two of them alone on the black and white keys. In the end, Wei Kesong really liked the piano. Although he played it so-so, he had a very special feeling for that piano.

When he was kicked out of Wei's house, Wei Jinglin said that this piano could be given to him for free. He didn't like to see this thing left in the villa, it would remind him of some unpleasant times.

But Wei Kesong didn't want it, he thought that what Wei Jinglin said about the unpleasant time meant that Wei Jinglin taught him to play the piano, these memories are very good in Wei Kesong's memory, but now looking at Wei Jinglin This means that it is forced rather than voluntary, with a taste of deliberation.

Sad and angry, Wei Kesong just took the photo frame Chu Mingzhou gave him and left.

Wei Jinglin declined the film crew's request to bring people up, he led Wei Kesong slowly towards the stairs, and suddenly knelt down on one knee with his back to Wei Kesong: "Kaisong, brother, let's carry you up. "

Wei Kesong couldn't help the moisture from his eyes, he raised his hand and wiped it viciously, his eyes were red in embarrassment, when the words of refusal came to his lips, Wei Jinglin's faint words interrupted: "Brother, please Now, go up from here, how about we write it off again?"

The same as in the past, with a doting and helpless tone of pampering him, just looking at him from behind, Wei Jinglin seems to be his 24-year-old elder brother, he is still that wayward and arrogant young master, worry-free Being carried on the back by my elder brother to learn to play the piano carelessly, the biggest worry is the repertoire that has not been fully set when the piano teacher comes next time.

Wei Kesong lay down slowly, his eyes passed over Wei Jinglin's broad shoulders, he smelled the light and rotten smell of red wine, and his movements stopped.

Wei Jinglin's current identity to the outside world is his fiancé, Wei Kesong took a deep breath: "No, Mr. Fang, let's write it off as soon as possible, it's not too far away from this flight of stairs."

"Your public identity is my fiancé now. I have no intention of marrying you. Please don't call yourself brother."

Wei Kesong: "We are long gone, Mr. Fang."