[Short story of 30,000 words, next door is the advance collection of the long story of the same name. There are many manuscripts saved. If you like it, you can open it as soon as possible!
Liang Yu, the famous head of the Liang family in Jiangcheng, was a master of both politics and business, and could dominate the world with one hand.
When he was twenty-eight years old, someone gave him a beautiful gadget.
Even though she is young, she has a face that God will reward her with, but her temper is stubborn.
She was so bullied by him that her eyes were red and she refused to cry.
Liang Yu found it quite interesting.
Everyone in Jiangcheng knows that although Liang Yu is greedy for pleasure, he only cares about his kidneys and not his heart.
I have been romantic for half my life and never take anyone seriously.
Raising Bu Hao is just a novelty.
Once the energy wears off, just throw it away.
But later——
Bu Hao began to study.
He can read and decipher words faster than anyone around him, and he can speak both foreign and Japanese easily. Even foreign reporters praised him for his talent.
With a little help, you can even translate telegrams and organize documents.
At the banquet, the young man put on a suit for the first time and stood beside him. He looked noble and bright. Everyone who saw him took a second look at him.
Someone teased him: "How can such an old son be raised too meticulously?"
Liang Yu hugged the young man's waist and smiled carelessly: "My son is raised for others, but this one is reserved for myself, so I don't have to be more careful."
The whole house was in an uproar.
Later, the city was full of storms and the current situation was turbulent.
Some people advised him to get married and have children as soon as possible.
Liang Yu was stunned for a long time, suddenly not daring to think deeply——
He is older than Bu Hao. If he really gets married, what will this young man who has been trained by him for so long do?
After being casual for most of his life, for the first time, he wanted to leave a way out for this poor little guy.
If the world doesn't allow it, then let him do it.
Bu Hao raised his eyes, with a hidden expectation in his eyes: "Master, I am not your ornament."
Liang Yu leaned over, pinched the young man's chin with his fingertips, and said in a domineering and paranoid tone: "Is that right? I have the final say."
"Then when will you let me go?"
"It's impossible in this life."
[The feudal powerful and paranoid boss attacks × the patient endures, stubbornness grows, and the beauty suffers], really fragrant literature in troubled times.
Intention: Be sincere and live up to each other's needs, relying on each other in troubled times
