Real Young Master, He Has a Bad Nature and Is Untamable

I'm sorry everyone, I really had a mental breakdown before. I'm sorry to the little angels who are following the article, but this book will be discontinued forever. Open a new article [Summer Out of Control] The copy is below, if you like it, you can move here, if you don't like it, don't enter it [Demining]: Control, please don't enter. I lay down, I was abused in my life, I was emotionally assaulted, I chased my wife in the crematorium, I was so pitiful that I received personal I wish you all the best. Copywriting of this article The cold, heartless and scheming fake young master Gong + When she was seventeen years old, Jiang Lanyue was told that he was not the child of a retired worker in a small town, but the only son of the Jiang family, a wealthy family in City A. However, when the news was received, the Jiang family was already bankrupt and the fake young master was sent back to Jiang Lanyue's home. Jiang Wangxing was dignified, quiet, and intelligent. His adoptive parents were overjoyed when they saw him, and no one cared about the dusty Jiang Lanyue standing in the corner. Across the crowd, he met the man's cold gaze and suddenly felt hatred in his heart. People in the small town said that Jiang Wangxing was gentle and polite, but Jiang Lanyue knew that was not the case. He had seen Jiang Wangxing smoking in the alley, with a cold expression in the thick white mist. He was forced to call the other person brother, forced to be in the same class with him, and even forced to sleep in the same bed with him. No one knew the hatred in Jiang Lanyue's heart, except for Jiang Wangxing, who squeezed into the shabby little bed with him late at night and hugged him from behind to comfort him tenderly. Jiang Lanyue hated him for taking away her parents and scolded him for being twisted and disgusting about her feelings. Jiang Wangxing was silent one by one, hugging himself silently. Later, the Jiang family was revitalized, and the Jiang family took back their two children from the broken town, and their life experiences were also made public. Jiang Lanyue looked back, but met the man's expressionless gaze, as cold as a stranger's. He wanted to escape, but he was trapped in a dark corner with no one, whispering that he loved him again and again and begging him not to leave. Jiang Lanyue pretended to agree, but escaped from the prison overnight. It was not until many years later that he became successful in painting and quietly returned to China as a famous and invited painter. When attending a banquet, he bumped into the man's frost-tempered eyes. Jiang Lanyue hated him and was afraid of him. She turned around to run but was forced into a corner by the other party. Jiang Wangxing stared at this familiar face, with a clear redness in his eyes: "Long time no see, brother." ————[Copywriting of "Summer Out of Control"]———— [The wanton young master was attacked by a little wolfdog who was a bit aloof but actually very pure] At the end of midsummer, Zhou Siyu traveled alone to a remote small county in Z province and was forced to experience small town life for three months. There has never been such an arrogant, wanton and eye-catching young man in the dilapidated county. When he leaned against the alley wall and squinted his eyes to mock people, he was as elegant as a pampered fox. So much so that when Duan Lin saw him, a few words immediately appeared in his mind: Lan Yan is a disaster. Later, when he learned that the other party liked men, he even avoided her. However, Zhou Siyu seemed to be curious about it for a while, and would stab him every time. Later, he simply moved into Duan Lin's house with coercion and inducement. The eldest young master lives a pampered life and does not distinguish between grains and grains. He laughs, curses and scolds as he pleases. He enjoys tormenting himself by picking and choosing every day. Duan Lin couldn't bear the disturbance, and when he finally made up his mind to tell the other party not to push too hard, he saw him packing his luggage and sitting in a silver-gray convertible sports car. He raised his hand and flicked his forehead, and said with a smile: "Let's go. See you again when we are destined." Then he lazily pushed up his sunglasses, and the sports car drove away. Duan Lin didn't even have time to say anything. He stood there with their breakfast in one hand, pursed his lips and looked at the empty street. * Zhou Siyu originally had no thoughts about the wild puppy, but when he saw the other person being evasive towards him, he found it interesting and couldn't help but tease him a few times. It's a pity that the three-month fate was too short. After the matter was done, he calmed down and went home, leaving the other party behind. I never thought we would see each other again one day. On a torrential rainy night, Duan Lin stood at the door of his villa with his schoolbag soaked through, whispering to return the things he had forgotten when he left. Zhou Siyu was not stupid. He reacted after being startled. He chewed his cigarette and looked at him for a while, then suddenly laughed. Intention: Live hard and don't be affected by other people's words.