I love you, Mr.Commander

Outside a medium-sized enterprise building, across the road, two cars stopped one after another. Yang's parents got out of the car trembling, but they couldn't shake hands and leave.

They walked forward with their legs weighing a kilo, and the bodyguard knocked down the window in front of them.

The man looked at them this time and his sight was suddenly cold.

"See what life you are living now. What good results can you get if you spend your whole life in such a place?"

His tone had no just kindness, only a bone cold.

The parents had guessed that eight out of ten men knew that they accepted an apology.

Yang's mother's face gradually turned white, her lips hummed, but she didn't dare to make a sound.

"Think about what kind of children your son is exposed to now. Remember, there is a big difference between promising and not promising."

Yang's mother couldn't help but say, "but they have apologized. They are very sincere. If we make trouble again, it's our fault and make trouble."

"Stupid!" The man's face was cold. The sunglasses in his hand suddenly jumped out of the window and smashed into Yang's mother's face. "What you want is that you mess around and make them restless."

Father Yang, who was silent on one side, reached out to block his wife. The mirror leg hit the back of his hand and couldn't hide. It hurt.

Yang's mother turned white and didn't dare to speak again. When she saw her husband's blue back of hand, her lips closed tightly.

The man's eyes were very cold. Obviously, he sat in the car and looked up a little to look at the parents, but it made the parents feel that he was condescending: "it's easy for me to let him enter the school and go out again."

Before the words fell, the two cars disappeared in front of Yang's parents, leaving only the dust publicized in the air and blurring their sight.

Lin Qing is waiting for an important e-mail. She taps a file on the keyboard and the computer rings. When she sees the flashing sign, she clicks it on. She thinks it's customer Hu information, but the content on the screen startles her.

It was a press release, which clearly described the "truth" of orange beating people after being tampered with. In the attachment, there was a recording file. Lin Qing opened it and heard the voice of little fat's mother's complaint.

Lin Qing was so angry that she trembled and asked the developer's name to be hidden.

She leaned forward, clutching her palm close to her side, stared at the screen, read the email several times, opened various websites, and didn't see any relevant news.

The string in her heart was temporarily loosened, but her eyes could not be removed from the screen.

She knows that the other party must also be accurate. Every word on it is seen by people who don't know the truth, and the white becomes black. That bad offensive word will be pasted on orange like a label and become a part he can't get rid of.

Lin Qing took this email to Mu Li. After reading it, he sent someone to check it. Finally, he found it on the head of a female entertainment record.

Lin Qing got through the number of women's entertainment. When the other party heard about her intention, he didn't hide it: "this email was sent by me."

Lin Qing and nvyuji meet about in a teahouse with elegant environment.

Each table here is a single room, quiet and comfortable, and no one bothers. When the female entertainment reporter stepped on the spot, Lin Qing had a drink. She nodded. The female reporter opened her chair, put down her camera and sat in.

"Mrs. mu, Mrs. commander, what should I call you?"

Lin Qing did not greet her, but opened the door and said, "who bought you to do this?"

"Don't be so ugly, Mrs. mu." The entertainment girl shook her head and smiled with a smile in her mouth. "I've been running the news for so long and finally caught the opportunity to report the news of the army commander. I'll do it even if I don't give money."

Lin Qing touched his finger on the edge of the cup: "I only need a name."

"I just said, how do you know it's true?"

Lin Qing held the cup and was patient. She was silent for a long time, and the female entertainment record didn't speak.

After sitting for a while, the other party seemed to have expected it. He stared at her slowly. It took time. Who wouldn't.

Lin Qing raised her eyes and stared straight at the female entertainment record: "what do you want?"

The female entertainment reporter looked at her, looked around, took up the tea cup and drank like white: "don't think about it, I'm not short of money."

"You always have something to think of."

"Yes, but I'm afraid you can't give me what I want. Therefore, there was no possibility of any transaction between you and me." The female entertainment reporter smiled and added a cup of tea to herself. "I'm not afraid to tell you the truth. Every word on this manuscript was said by the parents themselves. What you heard was an abridged version. I still have the original version. It's more popular. Do you want to hear it?"

The female reporter took a recording pen from her pocket, opened it and put it on the table.

If she can take out this thing openly, she is not afraid of Lin Qing's suspicion. Lin Qing stopped before she heard it. She recognized the parents' voices, but she could also hear that the mother trembled slightly when she made a statement.

Even if the parents find a reporter, there must be someone else behind them.

Lin Qing actually thought of something. She looked at the recording pen and said, "did you record our conversation?"

Without a positive answer, the female reporter threw the question back: "it depends on whether your words, Mrs. mu, have any value left."

"Then you remember to record this sentence clearly." Lin Qing got up with her bag and pushed the chair back. She was cold and said in her voice, "no matter who did it and hurt my son, my tolerance is zero."

She walked out of the room.

The female reporter took out her mobile phone from her pocket and it showed that she was talking.

She put away the recorder on her desk and stuck her mobile phone to her ear: "I've done what you said. Can I get what I want now?"

A deep male voice said, "see you in the old place."

When Lin Qing walked out of the teahouse, the sunshine made her unable to open her eyes. She blocked it with her hand and touched the sunshade. When she was distracted, a burst of brake sound rubbed the ground and came to her ears.

Lin Qing shakes herself down and sees Mu Li push open the door and come down. He takes the umbrella in her hand and puts it on her head.

"Why didn't you come without me?"

"I can't wait to see her and find out."

Mu Li looked at her face and held her shoulder: "is it over?"

"Yes."

"Did you ask anything?"

"No." Lin Qing said weakly and got on the bus with him.

Mu Li opened the window and the breeze blew slowly. Lin Qing stared out of the window and said, "he's really cruel to orange."

The man kept a secret at the bottom of the pool: "he can't wait for that day."

"What do you want to do?" Lin Qing doesn't understand.

Mu Li turned to look at her, pinched her face and motioned not to worry too much: "you have to tie the bell to get rid of the bell. This matter must be solved by the parties themselves."

Ansu was certain that the followers of Mu Li sect finally lost her.

She hid in the women's bathroom of the mall. When there were many people, someone couldn't wait to knock on the door: "is anyone there?"

Ansu was alert and didn't make a sound. The man made a strange noise and pulled the door handle, which was locked from the inside.

"It's strange that no one still locks the door."

Ansu was still silent and waited for nearly half an hour. When there was no sound outside, she opened the door and came out.

She went to the washing table and took off her mask. Women love to be clean. Even now, she also wants to wash her face.

The slightly cold water pours on the cheek. In addition to the untreated wound, there is a slight tingling. The stimulation of clean water is still refreshing and pleasant.

There was no one in the bathroom at this time, so she slowed down and washed her face carefully.

An Su pressed out her hand sanitizer and looked up at herself in the mirror when she rubbed her hands.

Even she feels terrible.

This face was originally young and beautiful. Friends said with envy that she was not old, but when she turned her head into space, it was also this face that hurt her.

She couldn't look any more. She lowered her head and rubbed CuO her hands hard.

In the past two years, she hated herself in her dreams. At the beginning, she couldn't hold her breath and made that with her hands

On the visible floor, high heels rang in her ears. The fashionable woman twisted her waist and walked into the bathroom. She propped up in front of the stage with one hand to tidy up her hair and took a selfie in the mirror.

The woman winked at the camera. When she looked up, she saw an Su: "ah -"

She was so frightened that her hand trembled, her mobile phone fell on the table, and the woman screamed, and her voice was almost worn.

"Don't shout!" Ansu was also startled. She threw away the paper towel before she could dry the water stains on her face. She quickly put on her mask and covered the woman's mouth, "Shh, don't shout!"

The woman nodded in horror, sobbed twice, pointed to herself and shook her head, indicating that she would not scream.

Ansu let go of her hand. She was afraid that someone outside would be introduced and whispered, "someone asked, don't say you've seen me."

"OK, OK."

An Su Yu Guang glanced at the woman's mobile phone and hesitated when he thought of the scene just now. But before she could speak, she heard someone outside saying, "did someone scream just now?"

"I don't know. It seems so."

Seeing that it was imminent, an Su thought he wouldn't carry it like this. He stamped his feet and left quickly.

The frightened woman could not slow down for a long time. It was like seeing a ghost. She took out a paper towel to dry her mobile phone. The screen lit up and her eyelids jumped.

When she came out of the compartment again, the woman couldn't forget the picture just now. What a face it was.

She leaned against the washstand, took out her mobile phone, thought about it, and still sent a microblog and circle of friends: "God, I met a strange woman in the bathroom of the mall. Most of her face was scarred. It scared me to death. Look."

She attached a picture. She just pressed the shutter when taking a selfie. Although her hand shook and the picture was pasted, she could still see the scarred face of ansu reflected in the glass.

In a few days, it was orange's birthday. On the birthday, the three members of the family were going out. The day before, Dai Ze delivered the gift in person.

He didn't go upstairs. He parked his car under the building and called Lin Qing.

Without waiting for a few minutes, the first person to bump into his eyes was the little figure of orange running. He excitedly ran to the front of the car, opened the door and pounced: "Uncle Dai, you didn't forget your birthday."

"How can you forget such an important day?" Daze took the gift from the back seat and orange couldn't wait to tear it open.

"Satisfied?"

"Give you ninety-nine points."

Dai Ze was curious: "there's still one point?"

Orange put the gift back and took it in his hand. "The full score is daddy's. no one can rob it."

Daze smiled and didn't take it seriously.