The girl group arrives: Mr. Long's beautiful little sweetheart

Chapter 48
Life is like a vortex, the more you struggle, the deeper you sink.

The bruised Lan Yening came out of the hospital.

Seeing the mother who came in a hurry, she was carrying something to see herself.

"Xiao Ning, why did you leave the hospital!"

"The hospital bill is too expensive, I don't want to stay in it."

"How can it be done, it must be completely cured."

Seeing her son like this, Zhang Ya couldn't help but feel heartache and fear.

"Mom, I'm really fine."

For some reason, Lan Yening was extremely annoyed by her mother's concern.

"Xiao Ning, tell mom, who hit you?"

"...Is it useful for me to tell you? What can you help me!" Lan Yening sighed impatiently: "Mom, please let me be quiet, I have to go to work at night."

"Work? Are you going to do those shady things again?" Zhang Ya grabbed the former's arm, and the eyes on his pale face seemed to spew out flames.

"I'm going to be a model, it's a serious job."

"Model! What kind of model? A model made by lowly people who don't wear clothes?"

"...Mom, let me say it again for the last time, I didn't do those shameful things."

Lan Yening's head was buzzing, as if something was beating him constantly.

He is eager to live a better life through his own efforts, but now, it seems that life has abandoned him.

"No, you come home with me now."

"I signed a contract with them. If I don't go, I will lose a lot of money. Besides, what will we eat and drink if I don't go to work?"

"I'd rather starve to death than you go out to be disrespectful and shameful."

Every word of Zhang Ya's words pierced Lan Yening's wounds.

He ignored his mother, but turned and strode away.

Although Zhang Ya wanted to catch the only son, but her body didn't allow it, she could only cry silently behind her, lamenting why her life was so bad.

The lights are on for the first time, the night is blurred

According to the artist's request, Lan Yening, who was lying on the velvet blanket, posed in a charming pose.

The soft light fell on his oil-painted skin, creating a layer of warm tones that made people rippling.

There is also a bright red apple in his right hand, and he is asked by the artist to kiss it with red lips from time to time
The people in the upstairs box looked at the scene below, and many of them became short of breath. To them, the scene in front of them was really like a wonderful picture scroll.

Time passed like running water, Lan Yening got up and went back to the dressing room to get dressed and go home.

"Xiao Ning, let's go get together tonight." The studio manager came over.

"No, I have to rest tonight."

Seeing that he was so wary, the manager smiled and did not continue to invite: "Xiao Ning, there is someone who wants to ask you to be her model alone, 10,000 yuan an hour."

"Thank you, I don't want to go, I'm fine here." Lan Yening said timidly.

"Xiao Ning, it's 6 in our hour, but it's [-] over there. You have to think about it."

"Manager, I have nothing to think about. I can earn 6 here."

"Alright then! Everyone has his own ambition!" The manager didn't try to persuade him.

Lan Yening came out of the studio, and was stopped by two men in black suits as soon as she reached the street.

"Mr. Lan, our boss invites you to go over."

"Get out of the way, I won't go."

Lan Yening was about to leave as he said that. He knew the purpose of these people, but he was blocked again just as he took a step.

"Mr. Lan, please don't embarrass us, our boss just wants to make friends with you."

"Friend?" Lan Yening sneered, "I'm so poor that I can't beat you, but don't push me too hard."

Just as the two sides were entangled, a slightly disdainful female voice sounded: "Get out of here, this person is mine."

Lan Yening looked up and saw that it was Zhang Shuya.

The two men in black looked at the former suspiciously. Seeing the extraordinary temperament of the other party, they did not dare to make a move.

During the stalemate, the cell phone of one of the men in black rang.

After receiving the call, he winked with his companion, bowed and apologized: "I'm sorry Mr. Lan, I'm sorry Miss Zhang." After speaking, he left in embarrassment.

"Thank you, Sister Shu Ya." Lan Yening's heart was full of gratitude.

"It's okay, why are you being stalked by Lao Jia's people, are you going to work in the studio over there?"

"...Sister Shu Ya, you also know that studio."

Zhang Shuya laughed: "Go, go back to my car and talk."

Lan Yening hesitated for a moment, but followed her into the car.

"Sister Shu Ya, you know the person who stopped me"

"Yeah!" Zhang Shuya nodded: "That old Jia is in a club, and he doesn't do any serious business. His favorite thing to do is to find handsome 'male models'."

When Lan Yening heard the last sentence, her fair face flushed with shame.

Zhang Shuya didn't seem to see the embarrassment of the other party: "I sometimes go to that studio to buy some paintings as gifts, and the quality of the models in that studio is among the best in Shenghai."

Lan Yening lowered his head and remained silent, he didn't know what to say to the other party.

The work I do is really despicable.

"Xiao Ning, if possible, you'd better not do it there."

"I know, Sister Shu Ya, that place is very complicated, but I'm short of money, so I don't know how to do other things."

"Hehe! If you are short of money, why don't you agree to those people!"

Zhang Shuya slowed down the car and glanced at the former with interest.

"I want to preserve my last dignity." Lan Yening said very seriously.

"But as long as you have money, other people will respect you, no matter what you do."

"No, that's different, I wouldn't sell my soul for money."

"Okay! Everyone has their own perseverance."

The two drove to the entrance of Lanye Ning's community, and saw a group of people surrounded there, not knowing what to do.

Lan Yening got out of the car with a feeling.

I squeezed into the crowd and saw that it was my mother who had fainted to the ground.

With so many people, no one stepped forward to help, not even to call an ambulance.

There are also a bunch of small cards scattered around his mother.

Apparently it was collected by Zhang Ya, who wanted to help her son reduce the bad influence
"Mom! Mom! What's the matter with you?"

The flustered Lan Yening knelt beside her mother, tears streaming down her eyes uncontrollably.

He felt his mother's life was passing, her hands were so cold.

The people around him pointed and pointed at him, and even those with malicious intentions looked at him carefully with strange eyes.

"Xiao Ning, hurry up and take Auntie to the hospital!" Zhang Shuya reminded loudly after following her.

This time, the people around became even more restless.

Zhang Shuya has the temperament of a rich woman, and that Maserati that shows her identity.

Suddenly, all kinds of unpleasant words came from all directions like the buzzing of flies.

Lan Yening turned a deaf ear to it, picked up her mother, got into Zhang Shuya's car and went straight to the hospital.

One of the greatest fears of adults is that a parent is seriously ill and has no money to treat them.

After arriving at the hospital, Lan Yening swiped all her cards, but it was still not enough for her mother's surgery fee.

"Doctor, I'll pay for it. You give the elderly the best medicine." Zhang Shuya took out her UnionPay card.

"Sister Shu Ya, what, how can this be done?"

"Could it be that you want to watch your mother disappear like this?"

Zhang Shuya's words left Lan Yening speechless, and stood there in a daze.

"That's right! Even if I exchange everything I have, I still have to save my mother's life."

Lan Yening sat decadently on the bench in the corridor, with a feeling of despair.

He knew why Zhang Shuya wanted to help him. If the other party paid, he would naturally return it.

And what can I give to the other party!

The so-called helplessness in life generally starts with a lack of money.

"Thank you, Sister Shu Ya!" Lan Yening smiled sadly.

(End of this chapter)