3: 3. Umbrella in memory

3. Umbrella in memory

The sky that had been gloomy for a day had been splashed with heavy rain. The magnificent villa was brightly lit, but the atmosphere was strangely heavy. 2

"A person's wings grow harder, right?" The person who spoke was Leng Family current mistress of the mansion, Leng Haofan stepmother, and the current mistress of the Leng Family.

Although she was a noblewoman, the sinister expression on her face didn't have anything to do with "nobility ". It was more appropriate to describe a shrew.

At this moment, a twelve-year-old Leng Haofan was lying on the exquisite red-laid gold-rimmed Persian stall. If one looked at his face alone, his features were exquisite and brilliant like stars. If he were to wear an evening dress, it would definitely be a banquet where everyone was envious of noble young masters.

However, at this moment, his hair was stuck to his forehead, his face was covered in purple and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He was in a sorry state.

"That wasn't my fault. Why should I apologize to my father! !!" The young Leng Haofan stumbled up from the ground. His figure was a little stagger due to his thinness and pain.

However, his sharp and sharp eyebrows were tightly knitted together, and his deep black eyes were filled with ruthlessness and stubbornness, like Asura from hell...

"Hmph!" Why? Xiao Hong was my own son, and you? "It's just a slut!" The woman stood up and raised her foot. A pair of exquisite red high heels stomped the Leng Haofan that had just gotten up from the ground." Either call your father and say that you broke his precious antique vase, or get out of this house right now. It's best not to come back until your father comes back." "I remember that your father will be staying abroad for at least nine months."

The woman's smile was savage.

The rain outside became even tighter as lightning flashed and thunder rumbled.

Outside the tall steel door of the villa, a small, thin but straight black figure limped out of the rain.

Cold and hungry, Leng Haofan curled up in the empty corner of the alley, letting the rain pour down on him.

Perhaps it would be good if he died just like that. He silently closed his eyes and buried his head in his knees, sad nor happy.

"Little brother."

A crisp voice sounded above his head.

Leng Haofan looked up and realized that the rain had suddenly stopped and the sky had turned blue. Blinking his eyes, he finally realized that there was a blue umbrella overhead.

The owner of the umbrella was a little girl with short hair. Her big round eyes were staring at her.

The two of them looked at each other in the only shelter in the rain. In the end, the little girl squatted down and took out a washed handkerchief from her dirty pocket. She gently wiped away the rain on Leng Haofan face.

"Is Little Brother staying here because he doesn't have a home?" The little girl withdrew her handkerchief and tilted her head to look at Leng Haofan.

Leng Haofan was stunned for a moment. She pursed her thin lips and said," No, it's... "Yes."

"Then why didn't Little Brother go home?" The little girl continued asking.

"…… "No one at home likes me. They all want me to get out of the house." Leng Haofan looked at the girl in front of him with a lonely and cold gaze.

At this moment, a pair of cold hands placed on Leng Haofan forehead.

"Mommy said that putting your hand on a person's forehead would give him the courage to face all the pain. "Brother is a man. I believe that one day, Little Brother will not fear anyone." The girl smiled gently, her eyes curved.

Leng Haofan looked at the girl. She stretched out her hand and stuffed the blue umbrella into his palm. At this moment, Leng Haofan saw a faint red birthmark on her arm. It was curved like a crescent moon and was very beautiful.

Holding the umbrella, Leng Haofan froze in place for a long time before muttering," Thank you."

The girl said with a light smile," You're welcome. Mom said that whenever I help someone, her illness will be better. I should thank you."

That figure turned around and merged into the rain. It was thin and slender, but it became the last belief in Leng Haofan heart.

In these fifteen years, countless desperate situations had come to life, countless humiliation and torture. He had stood on the edge of the cliff several times, but in the end, this girl had pulled him back. He believed that no matter if it was the past or the future, only this girl could redeem him.

When Rong Xiaoxiao got up from the bed in the presidential suite with a splitting headache, he was dumbfounded.

He was... Where was this place?

Rong Xiaoxiao felt a splitting headache as he knocked on his head. Yesterday's memory stopped before he got drunk.

Could it be... Did Pan Hai send him to the hotel?

Thinking of this possibility, Rong Xiaoxiao stood up and wore a brand-new pajamas.

Damn it! Who changed his clothes? ?

As a conservative little girl, her boyfriend couldn't look down on her either!

Rong Xiaoxiao trembled and pressed the service ring.

Soon, a waitress knocked on the door and came in. She looked at Rong Xiaoxiao with a gentle expression." May I ask if Miss has any instructions?"

"Well... Yesterday... "Did you know who sent me to the hotel yesterday?" Rong Xiaoxiao asked, trembling.

"It's a man. We do n' t know his identity. He sent you here and left. He instructed us to take care of you."

"So... "Rong Xiaoxiao boldly speculated," So you helped me change my pajamas, didn't you?"

The waitress' smiling face stiffened, but her nervous Rong Xiaoxiao did n' t notice.

"Yes, I changed it for you, but your clothes are... "Because we've got a lot of dirty stuff, we' ve already thrown it away and bought a new set of clothes for you. We'll bring it right away."

Rong Xiaoxiao's mouth was wide open. Was the service so attentive now?

After the waitress left, Rong Xiaoxiao called Pan Hai again and it turned out that she couldn't connect.

"Eh?" "What's going on?" Rong Xiaoxiao tilted his head and could only send him a message:

It seemed like I had too much to drink yesterday. Thank you for booking a hotel room for me. The service was excellent. I'll pack it up and go home. I' ll see you tomorrow~

After sending this message, Rong Xiaoxiao put away his phone and started to sing and wash up.

At this moment, the Pan Hai with hundreds of thousands of savings was almost going to piss in fright. What was the meaning of this woman's texting? Was he going to take revenge on him?

Forget it! Forget it! Anyway, he had gotten the money.

In the past, he had thought that Rong Xiaoxiao was a rich second generation and could deduct a bit of money from her. Unfortunately, he had nurtured such a long relationship with her. He only had a bunch of handmade gifts in his hands, and none of them were worth anything.

The patience of fishing for big fish had been completely wiped out. That was why Pan Hai thought of the one-time income method last night.

It was said that the news of the underground black auction was strictly sealed. If something went wrong, it would at most be treated as a missing person. It had nothing to do with him.

Pan Hai side was calm, while the other side... ..

The situation in the business world was unpredictable. The previous day, the arrogant Leng Family Rong Teng company had been leading the way, but at this moment, it had become a mocking dog.

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