Desire for Control

The new article "You scold me in the national server, but you scold your boss" has been published, please pay more attention to it. *The following copy of this article: [False brother and sister|SC|HE|8 years age difference] Zhong Qingyue is the only daughter of the Zhong family. She was born under the spotlight and grew up under the spotlight. She is well-dressed and well-fed, without any worries. The day I met Xie Yuning was her sixth birthday. She was wearing a gorgeous princess dress, with a crown studded with pink diamonds stuck in her combed hair. Across the spiral staircase, her clear eyes looked curiously at the boy. At that time, Xie Yuning had just experienced a car accident and witnessed the death of his parents, but was unable to do anything. Their eyes met, his clear and deep eyebrows were distant and guarded, like a hedgehog covered with thorns. The young Zhong Qingyue blinked and raised a smile, with a slight dimple on her lips, "Are you my brother?" — Eleven years apart. Xie Yuning has become an upstart in the field of artificial intelligence. He has accumulated wealth at a young age, and his mind and methods are even more frightening. The emotional interactive robot he developed is a ceiling at home and abroad. People in the industry know that he is a workaholic and does not have any private life. He is surrounded by codes and algorithms all the time, which is very boring. One day, he suddenly took over the Gucheng port project. It took a long time, was trivial and troublesome, and completely delayed research and development, but no one knew why. Until he appeared at the door of Gunan University, holding a pink and blue schoolbag in his hand, and carefully opened the car door for the beautiful girl next to him. — Later, at a business party, he led the girl to show up. During the dinner, he served the girl with vegetables, peeled crabs, and tied her hair. His partners were stunned again and again. As the girl left the table, the partner couldn't help but ask, "Who is this girl?" He spoke calmly, and without stopping, he was still picking out the peppercorns in the dish for the girl, "My sister." Sister...? Liar? — Zhong Qingyue's birthday gift is an island standing quietly in the South Pacific, where there are blue waters, tropical reefs and an underwater coral kingdom. There is a luxurious manor on the island, and everything in the manor is controlled by artificial intelligence. The service robot will cook for her, the emotional interactive robot will chat with her, and the cloakroom will be automatically sorted. She doesn't need anyone. Xie Yuning came close to her and naturally lifted the hair from her ears. His voice was as gentle as whispering and bewitching, "As for the evening, my brother will stay with you." Reading Guide 1. The younger sister in the opening chapter has reached adulthood. 2. The male protagonist is fostered in the female protagonist's family. He is not related by blood and does not belong to the same household register. 5. The copy has been screenshotted. 6. All plots are for story purposes, no writing guidance is allowed! 7. All professional knowledge related to artificial intelligence was consulted by the author. If there are any inaccuracies, please correct me. 8. Thanks to my good friends: Teacher Jialai and Teacher Shuangyue Wubian (bow ——The next book opens "Mistakenly Falling Lingering [Beijing Circle]" —— Attached copy: [Calm and powerful Beijing boss x gentle and sober red rose] Contract love | Age difference | Old house on fire | The one in power bows his head Zhouhai City ushered in the biggest snowfall in the past ten years. Jiang Qingyu came out of the internship newspaper office and waited at the platform for an hour without seeing a bus. Instead, she waited for a low-key black business car. The rear window was down. The man's face was dignified, smooth and distant. She was stunned for a moment, "Mr. Liang." Liang Yiheng's deep eyes fell on her, and his voice was low and slow, "Do you want to get in my car?" — Jiang Qingyu knew from the first day she met Liang Yiheng that there was a big gap between them. His family was from a prominent family, and he could change the city with just a few clicks of his fingers, but she was just an ordinary person. His coming to Zhouhai from Beijing was just to add a touch of color to his blank resume, but she could only rely on him to gain a foothold in Beijing. When we met for the fourth time, he handed over a contract and said calmly: "Does Miss Jiang want to make a deal?" At that time, she was in a deep quagmire. Her mother's illness and the reminder fees became the last straw that broke her back. She agreed and made only one request, "I want to work at Jingzhou Times." He raised his eyebrows slightly and said in a relaxed tone, "Okay." During the three days they were together, he spent a lot of money to replace all the things she used around her. He never hesitates to spend money on her, and the jewelry in the magazine will appear on her desk the next day after just one glance. She didn't need to ask for a mansion in the suburbs of Beijing or a million-dollar deposit, he would deliver it to her without blinking an eye. She knew it was a transaction, and those valuable gifts were all based on profit considerations, but feelings were like spreading vines, wrapping around her heart inadvertently. Later, the contract expired. In order to keep her, he threatened her with her mother's life. The bedroom was dimly lit, and there were red marks on his face from her palm prints, "Liang Yiheng, I hate you." There was a mocking smile on his lips, and his eyebrows were hidden in the darkness, making it difficult to see clearly. He said: "You win, Jiang Qingyu." — Goodbye was at the beach of Zhouhai, under the blue sky, as heavy as a dream. They chatted as if they had just met. She thought she was relieved, but he suddenly came closer, his hot breath fell on her neck, and his voice was low and seductive, "Jiang Qingyu, can you love me once?" She backed away from him, lowered her eyelashes, "Sorry, I have a boyfriend." He ignored her dodge and trapped her in the corner of the bench, "Have you seen the football game?" "Just because there's a goalkeeper on the field doesn't mean you can't score a goal." A few days later, he met the "keeper." Jiang Qingyu showed up at the bridal shop with the man on her arm. People around her praised them for being a perfect match, a talented man and a beautiful woman, a perfect match. Liang Yiheng looked at them. Under his calm and reserved appearance, there was a moment of panic and chaos. He managed to trap her in the fitting room, and faced her cold words, he lost his usual calmness. His lips brushed against her red lips, forcing her to cry for him, but in the end she received a loud slap. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were red and his voice was low and hoarse, "Jiang Qingyu, how on earth can I seduce you?" — Small Theater After Jiang Qingyu left, Liang Yiheng did not allow anyone to set foot in the villa where they had lived, and her room became a forbidden area. He often stayed there for whole days, not eating or drinking, and not answering anyone's calls. The sachet she left behind became his only thought. He hung it in his closet, letting the clothes be dyed with her breath. He slept on the bed where she once was, hugging her pajamas, as if nothing had happened. "Is love a sin?" "It is a mistake that is worse than the sin." ——"Love Disguised as Monologue" Food Guide 1. The male protagonist looks old-fashioned and ascetic, but it has no effect on the female protagonist. 2. HE! Double c double first love! There is an age difference of 6 years. It's a sweet and sour love story, the male protagonist is not a scumbag, nor is he unfavorable to the female protagonist's mother. 3. The term "goalkeeper" comes from the Internet. 4. Imaginary background, many private settings, do not substitute reality, love rationally! Intention: I am your little sun