One is the abandoned son of the Liang family, and the other is the next president of the Qing Group. What kind of sparks will arise? Who can understand the depth of sadomasochistic love?
"Brother He, please look at me... I really love you... Please, love me, okay?" Qing Bing's whole body trembled, he knelt on his knees, and looked at the indifferent man in front of him with scarlet eyes. After six years, he understood how to express his love for the other person. He wanted to try his best to make up for his fault, but the person in front of him didn't give him a chance.
"When my brother committed suicide, there was no possibility between us..." Liang Tinghe's eyes were empty and he smiled bitterly at the moonlight outside the floor-to-ceiling window... Qing Bing became furious and hugged Liang Tinghe tightly, as if he wanted to squeeze him into his own flesh and blood, biting Liang Tinghe's body with his teeth. Although the traces of yesterday's entanglement were still dense, he still did not allow him to have a good place on his body.
"It doesn't matter, it's okay to hate me..."
