The Poor Baby’s Manipulation Manual

Zheng Shenke has many words to ask, but the teenager avoids him like a viper. If it is not a housekeeper, I am afraid to hide in the cabinet long ago. The man knows this because he is just a'stranger' in the eyes of the teenager. Knowing the reason, the sourness in his heart still overwhelmed him.

Seeing that strangers are so scared, how could Aren secretly run into a strange car alone?

At the beginning, what happened...

【Ding! Zheng Shenke's favor: 95】

[The overall progress has reached 90%, please make persistent efforts! 】

He Qing, who was shrunk in the closet, slightly raised the corner of his mouth and changed his posture to continue sleeping.

"When I was a kid, I took a nap in the closet when I was young. Only in this way can he be at ease."

The butler stood at the door, looked at the closed wardrobe door, and sighed, "I was abused when I was four years old, and my stomach broke down when the young master returned, but I was so hungry that I had to eat hard when I saw food. In less than a year, they have become a lot fatter. Coupled with autistic personality, they are bullied in kindergarten."

"The young master does not understand the complaint. The children are smart, and they always avoid the camera and the teacher. The master is busy with the company and never returns. It is also my fault. I just thought that the young master has not gone from his wife's affairs. Come out, I didn’t expect him to be more and more silent because he was being bullied."

"The first time we knew that the young master was bullied, after he was rescued from suicide, such a small child, being bullied, learned to cut his wrist on TV. Others are small, with little strength, and no deep wounds. But the blood vessels were cut."

The housekeeper said, and couldn’t help but tears, “There was no monitoring at the time. According to their teacher, the young master ran to the game room to cut his wrist while everyone was eating lunch. At that time, there was a lot of blood flow. He I should be afraid, I want to go out to call people, but I can’t walk anymore. In fact, adults usually don’t die if they cut their wrists, but the young master was only five years old, and the blood was enough to let him lose too much blood and die. If it wasn’t for the other child who saved him after seeing it, he might never wake up.”

In what mood did little He Qing commit suicide?

I just imagined that the man’s heart was hurting painfully. He covered his heart, but his brain was thinking fast, and the magnetic voice was deep in his voice. "That boy who saved him is Lu Linguan."

——

"I want to eat, I want to eat, I want to eat!!" The crying boy with a snot and tears rolled on the ground, and the adult above was angry and anxious, trying to pull him up, "You are obedient, we will immediately It's time to get on the plane, wait until you get off the plane, will you eat again?"

"I don't! I will eat and I will eat!"

The boy was spoiled at first glance, and immediately shouted louder when he heard the disagreeable answer. It immediately attracted a lot of people to see it. The expression on the face of the adult was more embarrassing, and he was still trying to make sense. Take off, buy it now, maybe you can't catch the plane, you obediently obedient, mother will buy it for you after getting off the plane, OK?"

"I do not want!!!"

Lu Linguan had a suitcase on hand, and looked at the child's turbulent scene from afar. His eyes were impatient, and the one he hated most was those bear children who could not understand people.

These bear children who always wanted to kick, reminded him of when they were laughed at by those kindergarten children without a mother.

At that time, Lu Ren didn't value him so much now, but as a wild child who was taken back, it was optional. He was kept like a small pet, and he would naturally not care whether he was bullied. .

As the only child in the kindergarten who has neither a father nor a mother to pick up, every time after school, Lu Linguan is always ridiculed.

"Lu Linguan, your driver is here to pick you up again! Look, this is my mother!" The little girl with beautiful braids took her mother's hand proudly and told her like she said something fun, " Lu Linguan has no mother, and his father never comes!"

The well-maintained young woman had high pity in her eyes, and she sighed with kindness and tenderness, "This child is really pitiful."

There was light in the eyes of little Lu Lin. He was very grateful to this beautiful and kind aunt until he heard the gentle voice at the door and told his daughter,

"You see that he is always gloomy and an illegitimate child, and his temper is bad at first glance, don't play with him, you know?"

The little boy stood at the door with his head down, and in his ear was the girl’s crisp and sweet triumphant voice, “I know, he always stinks, and we don’t play with him.”

What happened afterwards?

There is a new kid who is much younger than them. He has no parents to pick him up, and he is timid, cowardly, and fat with a tender white face, making him look like a dumpling.

He looks very cute, his big round eyes always look around innocently, and he obviously does not like to talk. He is obviously also a driver pick-up. However, contrary to Lu Linguan, he easily gained friendship.

Why?

Lu Linguan watched silently until one day, he took a child's toy and put it in a boy's schoolbag.

"I didn't take it..." The boy with tears in his big eyes shrank timidly in the corner, watching his schoolbag turned to the ground. In this scene, Lu Linguan still remembers it very well until now.

Since then, the bullied person has become that fat boy.

Lu Linguan kept watching until that day, he saw He Changying coming to pick up the boy, he had seen He Changying, had seen his father's stubbornness against him, and knew that he was a very powerful person.

Lu Linguan tried hard to recall the expression of the young woman, found another boy who was bullied and did not dare to cry, and comforted him gently, "Don't cry, I will protect you."

Of course, he never stood up once, but that was enough.

He watched the boy become silent day by day, and watched his lovely dimples never appear again. Until one day, he saw him holding a knife that he didn't know where to go, and went to the game room alone.

Lu Linguan had been waiting at the door, counting the time, and rushed in when there was a soft cry of despair.

"A Qing? What's wrong with you? Why did you bleed so much blood! Teacher! Teacher!"

Since then, He Jia is so charming, he can’t wait to be held up to heaven, and he has become his Lu Linguan’s follower. What he said, what He Qing will do, because of this, Lu Ren is also kind to him. , But that's it.

When Lu Linguan was in junior high school, his poor and incompetent father unfortunately took too much medicine. Although he can still go to bed, it is difficult to leave any heirs. As his only bloodline, Lu Ren’s assets can only come from him. inherit.

The gloomy boy who always hung his head and did not speak into a young gentleman who always smiled softly. There was always a young man beside him. His beautiful eyes were full of admiration and he shyly called him, "Lin Watch..."

"A Qing..." Lu Linguan turned back suddenly, but there was nothing behind him.

After a night of sleep, he rubbed his eyebrow tiredly, but in his mind was the pitiful look of the young man with his red eyes pressed under him, crying and begging, his throat tightened, and there was a slight fever somewhere under him.

Some things, once tasted once, really never want to let go.

Lu Linguan had just tasted that green and beautiful body. According to his assumption, A Qing's temperament, until now, except for the idiot Mo Chuyu, no one would think of him.

He can not only marry a wife who can help himself according to the original plan, but also enjoy this beautiful and pure body. A Qing will always belong to him.

If it weren't for the variable Zheng Shenke.

In order to keep his only single seedling, Lu Ren urgently arranged for him to go abroad. Lu Linguan agreed without hesitation, but when he was about to board the plane, he hesitated again.

Does he still have a chance to see A Qing this time abroad?

If only, you can take him with you.

As the boarding time was approaching, Lu Linguan lifted his suitcase and walked only a few steps forward, and was stopped by two people.

"Lu Shao, sorry, President Zheng wants to see you."

The Sven Youth held the suitcase tightly, and smiled gently, "Okay."

——

"Zheng Zheng, we have brought people back."

Zheng Shenke stood on the balcony with a black face, looked at the boy in the bedroom who had been crying since he woke up, gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Take him to A Qing's room."

He hung up the phone and pushed open the glass door, watching the teenager still cry with a headache.

It wasn’t that kind of crying, but it was a distressing whine, sobbing, and the sobbing body of the teenager crying, so that Zheng Shenke’s whole heart softened, and he wished to hold everything he wanted For him to choose in front of the teenager.

But what he wanted was a beast and beast that made Zheng Shenke want to shatter corpses!

"Lin Guan... Lin Guan... woo woo woo..." The sound is so weak that if you don't listen carefully, the sound that you can't hear can be heard clearly by the man. With a smile, he sat by the bed.

"A Qing..." He wanted to hold the boy's hand, but he was evaded in fear. Zheng Shenke's smile did not change, his voice softened, "Don't cry, okay..."

Faced with a strange man, the teenager's reaction was to sob softly while shrinking back silently, his eyes full of fear.

Zheng Shenke couldn't tell what he felt. He wanted to kill Lu Linguan with a knife, but he faced He Qing, who had only five years of memory. His smile didn't change, and he coaxed him gently. "A Qing, Lu Linguan will come soon, don't you Crying, okay?"

The teenager cried, his body still choking, and a pair of beautiful eyes moistened with tears stared at him, "Really...hiccup...really?"

This cry made the man think of the last time they quarreled, and it was clearly not a good memory, but his eyes were red, and he patted the head of the teenager who didn’t hide this time, and said awkwardly, "Really, Ah I will give you anything Qing wants."

Although he did not understand, the teenager who had been bored in the room for a day still asked timidly, "I want Lin Guan..."

Zheng Shenke felt the pain, but the gentle smile on his face, "Okay."

——The knock on the door rang.

Zheng Shenke lowered his eyes, watching the obviously tired Sven youth being watched and walked in.

The crying teenager's eyes lit up, almost rolled off the bed, and his bare feet wrapped in gauze stepped on the cold ground, just like Ruyan throwing a forest into the young man's arms.

"Lin Guan! I miss you so much!"

Zheng Shenke looked coldly at Lu Linguan, who was full of surprise in his eyes, and put the boy in his arms, his hand beside the bed clenched tightly.

Forget him, but still remember Lu Linguan, 20?

"A Qing..."

Lu Linguan made a lot of assumptions, but he never expected to be brought to face such a scene. A Qing, don’t you blame him?

The complex emotions in his heart were tumbling, and his hard, rocky heart seemed to be pryed by something, and it was soft and messy.

【Ding! Lu Linguan's goodwill: 90, please host to make persistent efforts. 】

He Qing went to Lu Linguan’s arms and arched hard again, rubbing his tears on his clothes. [Well, I’m working hard~]