The Brothers All Love Me

Later, I'll raise you!

What does this sentence mean?

Lingkong silently stared at Liuchuan SA. She was in her early twenties, but she didn't have the vitality that a young girl should have. Instead, she was like a withered flower, with traces of vicissitudes in her every move, words and deeds.

Liuchuan pulled out the gauze and brought a basin of water to clean up the stones embedded in the wound on her arm. Maybe the wound was a little deep. Coupled with the infection, as soon as the gauze touched the wound, it hurt and took a breath of cold air.

Looking at her painful expression, Liuchuan SA coldly glanced at her wound and snorted, "let you die. Now you know the pain!"

Although he said so, he deliberately reduced the strength under his hands. Finally, he even gave up the gauze, took out tweezers and carefully clamped out the small particles one by one.

He lowered his eyebrows and restrained himself. He handled the wound carefully and patiently. At such a close distance, he raised his eyes silently in the air and stared at the beautiful face in front of him. His chest seemed to be pressed with a thousand kilograms of boulders.

"Why on earth did you promise me?"

At that time, in the parking lot, she just took out the contract stubbornly with the determination of death, but she never thought he would agree.

Originally thought that this matter had not changed, but who had thought that the man returned the same way.

Liuchuan Sa's hand stagnated, but it was only for a moment. He turned his head and poured some alcohol again. His face replied indifferently: "what's the reason? I just think if you go like this, or really run away with Jiang Qi, I'll feel bored!"

He pursed his lips, looked at his attentive appearance, and didn't speak again.

When this man doesn't put on a cold and ambiguous look, he really looks like a prince who girls have dreamed of countless times, sometimes overbearing, sometimes considerate, and always stands in front of himself at the most critical time.

Unconsciously thinking like this, volley finally avoided his eyes.

Does he know that his appearance is more attractive than when he smiles like a demon in front of the media?

"OK, don't touch the water these days. I'll let Xiaoye serve your daily life. I won't bother you recently." Liuchuan SA looked at his fairly good dressing skills and turned to clean up the medicine box.

Lingkong finally recovered. She looked at liuchuansa's back in a trance and subconsciously called him: "what about my brother and mother?"

She opened her mouth carefully. She was not confident enough. Now she was afraid that liuchuansa would send out an unknown fire for no reason, which annoyed him. Everyone could not die well, but she had to ask.

Originally, I had nothing. Now I'm in trouble with Liuchuan family with my family. Ling Kongkong is particularly worried. How can I return this favor?

However, unexpectedly, liuchuansa just frowned wearily, "my brother's peacemaker will settle everything. As long as he doesn't cause me big trouble, Ling Xiaoyou and Ling rose, you can do whatever you want."

A huge stone in the air finally landed.

I wanted to add a thank you, but as soon as I looked up, liuchuansa had left, leaving only a click of closing the door.

"Sister! Sister! Have you finished your wound?"

I don't know how long later, Ling Xiaoyou's energetic voice broke Ling Kong's daze. She hurried to open the door and saw Ling Xiaoyou staring at herself in a clean school uniform with a satisfied smile.

What does that mean?

"I mean, let Xiaoyou go to school."

Liuchuan purlin did not know when he stood behind Ling Xiaoyou, holding an application form and various receipts in his hand, and smiled warmly at Ling Kong.

"I have sent him to Liuchuan high school, which is a private school of our family. The enrollment rate is very high and the reputation is no worse than those public schools. I think you know."

Lingkong widened his eyes, pulled Ling Xiaoyou and looked at him from head to foot. He seemed to have something in his heart, but he still pursed his lips and didn't say anything.

"Sister, I'm going to school today! Cook me delicious food in the evening! I want to eat braised meat!"

As soon as Ling Xiaoyou saw that her old sister had no objection, for fear that she would go back on her words, she quickly took the schoolbag from the servant's hand and fled out of the door.

Liuchuan purlin smiled and watched Ling Xiaoyou leave with his energetic back. His eyes turned to Lingkong and smiled: "my legs and feet are inconvenient. Can you invite me in?"

"Oh, of course... Of course, I'm sorry." Lingkong reacted and quickly sidled to let Liuchuan purlin in.

Her room is not big, but it is very exquisite. There is a single bed on the left and a desk with tea sets on the right. At first glance, it is decorated by a stylish person. However, these wooden furniture inevitably have a breath that has been placed for many years.

After holding two cups of tea in the air and hesitating several times, he still said, "Mr. Liuchuan, I think --"

"Just call me big brother." Liuchuan purlin sipped his tea. "Since you are about the same age as Xiao SA, just call me big brother with him. Why do you see so much outside."

"OK, big brother..." Ling Kongkong changed his mouth unaccustomed. "I don't think it's appropriate for Xiao you to go to such a good high school. After all, I haven't found a job yet. I'm sorry to borrow at your house..."

"So you care about this." Liuchuan purlin shook his head gently and comforted, "since the contract has been signed, you are not free to stay here, not to mention Xiaoyou is your brother. I have no reason to stand idly by."

Between his words and deeds, even a look in his eyes, there was a smell of memory. Lingkong didn't know what he was thinking, or had taken her as a substitute for Zhiyuan?

She doesn't know.

But she wants to find out.

The afternoon sun gently fell in from the window. Liuchuan purlin leaned against the comfortable chair back and looked far away. It seemed that he had fallen into memory.

Ling Kongkong just sat quietly, listening to his illogical whispers, holding a cup of tea in his hand and gradually getting cold.

Lanyu entertainment company.

Jiang Qi sat alone in the office without lights on, his feet comfortably on the desk, seemingly playing with his mobile phone at will.

The Secretary knocked on the door and came in. Seeing his boss's posture, he followed it casually.

"President Jiang, everything has been arranged. The reporter has set out."

When Jiang Qi heard the speech, he poked out half his head from behind the mobile phone screen and smiled at the secretary.

"In the entertainment industry these days, the names of journalists are called coincidence."

Where there are coincidences, there are journalists.

In other words, where there are journalists, there will be so-called coincidences.