He Chuanyun once just wanted to play a game and tame a beautiful and unruly lover, but he never thought that he would get himself into it and regret it terribly.
Six years ago, his family was broken up and his family was destroyed. Three years ago, he was imprisoned. Now he is in an extremely miserable state.
Cheng Jialang didn't expect that the skin he once scorned would now become his only weapon.
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He Chuanyun casually put the cigarette into Cheng Jialang's mouth, watching with cold eyes as he choked to tears. After a while, he finally reached out his hand.
"You haven't been in prison, and you don't even know how to smoke?"
Cheng Jialang knelt down at his feet and was forced to raise his frightened eyes, seeing the mocking look in the eyes of the man sitting above him, and himself looking like a gutter rat.
The man said coldly: "Cheng Jialang, you are no longer a young master. It's time to learn how to please others."
The hand behind him was clenched and turned white, but his eyes gradually became clearer:
"If this doesn't please you, why don't you teach me..."
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Finally, Cheng Jialang left
When he saw the other person again, the high-ranking He Chuanyun also showed a vulnerable look of pain in front of him, "Jialang, look at me again."
The man whispered: "You want money, you want power, you want my life, I can give you whatever you want."
He dusted the cigarette ashes from his fingertips and said in a cold tone: "He Chuanyun, I don't need it anymore."
He wanted He Chuanyun's life before, but now he doesn't want it anymore
He remembered what his mother said one afternoon: Xiaojia, if you are happy, your mother will be happy, and nothing else matters.
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There is a misunderstanding, abusive writing
Modern fiction, same-sex marriage
Purpose: No matter what situation you are in, you must insist on being yourself