MTL - Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heiress

The ugliness and horror of the Wen Xinya addiction made Xu Chenyu, who had always been fearless, finally know what it means to be afraid.

Nuan Ya screamed and screamed exhaustedly, hysterically screaming and lingering in his mind, he still remembered that she was kneeling on the ground, holding his leg in pain and crying, and she lost her dignity, in Picture of **** in front of him.

Because the impact on him was so great, he still feels unbelievable. This woman is the one in the private room, because the two men said a few words to her, they picked up the wine bottle and smashed people, and shot Wen Xinya.

Warm and ya should not be like this.

She should be like the beach of the last century, those who walked in social circles, wore gorgeous and charming cheongsam, stepped on all kinds of charming steps, swayed the graceful waist and hips, raised her high head, and showed grace. The beautiful swan-neck, with a cold and arrogant expression, and a bright and charming look, is full of enthusiastic wine, like a blooming poppy flower, the ultimate demon, and a drunk man, drunk all night in Shanghai.

Obviously humble, but pride is something immersed in the bones.

"Xu Er, are you okay recently?"

Han Mofeng's eyes looked at him without a trace. Recently, Xu Chenyu was very wrong. Not only did he not only go out with a group of fox friends and dog friends to hang out all the time, but also stayed at home honestly.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!

Although he was happy to see Xu Chenyu's abnormality, he did not think innocently that Xu Chenyu turned back.

Here, his temper is the same as that of Mr. Xu's, not only stingy, but also dead-headed, stubborn and unable to pull back eight cows.

They little friends don't know how many times he has been persuaded so that he should not be confused again. He has not listened at all, and has even alienated him in the past two years.

Xu Chenyu punched him in the chest: "Your young man curses me, isn't it good for me? What else can happen?"

What happened that night really scared him.

Although he is a puppet, he only knows how to eat, drink, and play, but also knows what can be played and what can't be played, and he always keeps away from drugs.

However, he never thought that the young and old Fangs would be addicts. He could hardly fight them, and they were brought into the pit.

He's had nightmares these days.

Sometimes I dream about the ugliness and horror of Wen Xinya addiction, and sometimes I dream of being tempted, becoming addicted, and becoming as pathetic and pitiful as Wen Xinya.

When Han Mofeng saw that he was a little bit nervous, he couldn't help but ask, "You've been a bit wrong lately, have you done anything wrong outside?"

No wonder he thinks so.

It is really what Xu Chenyu has done over the years that has really disappointed these little friends.

The Xu family also hit, and scolded, but it had no effect at all. Because of his reputation, the Xu family lost all face in high society, and his father gradually became politically ****** **, Mr. Xu also began to enter a semi-retired state.

Xu Chenyu instantly blew his hair, and blushed with a thick neck and shouted, "Crazy, what do you mean? Can you speak? Everyone says I'm in trouble outside. When do you talk to my grandfather?"

He was almost fed up.

Friends around, open your mouth and shut up is preaching.

The loved ones around are a lesson when they meet.

It was wrong for him to hang out. It's also wrong to stay at home. No matter what they do, in the eyes of all of them, he is just a sloppy, idler, and only knows how to eat, drink and play.

Han Mofeng said bitterly: "Xu Er, I know that you have been very close to Fang's family recently. Fang's family is a well-known person in the circle. It's not enough to eat, drink or gamble. He was once detained for drug use. Not only that, he was almost imprisoned because of suspected rape, and even carried a life lawsuit on his body. It is not good for you to mingle with him. "

The Fang family is in the circle, which is notorious.

Relying on a few stinky money at home, a bunch of puppets in the circle gathered under the hand, few people dare to provoke them.

Xu Chenyu was angry, where could he listen to his persuasion: "I'm a **** ', and I'm grateful for everything. It's my own business to mingle with whom, so you better control it."

He did go close to Fang's family before, but since he fled from Black Sunday that day, he has consciously alienated the group of fox friends and dog friends who used to eat, drink and play together.

Fang's family made several appointments with him, and in the end he was passed by various excuses.

Others have also approached him, but have been evaded by excuses for his discomfort.

Everyone was in the circle, and probably knew that he was estranged. He had never looked for him in the past few days, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Therefore, at this time, I heard Han Mofeng's preaching, and suddenly he wasn't in a hurry.

When he heard what he said, Han Mofeng was also very angry, grabbing Xu Chenyu's collar: "If it wasn't for us, so many years of friendship with wearing a pair of pants, look at Grandpa Xu's face, Lao Tzu is full of support I will only care about you when I stand, and I will show you my waste-like friends. I have been blood mold for eight lives. "

In the past two years, he has talked a lot, he just doesn't know how to repent. As a friend, he always wants to stab him if he looks at his uncontested appearance.

Xu Chenyu grabbed his hand and wanted to get rid of his restraint: "You **** let me go, saying everything is for my good, until today I finally understand, you **** look down on me in the eyes. You walk on your Yangguan Road, and I cross my single wooden bridge. Whoever **** care is my grandson. "

He looked at Han Mofeng with red eyes. His eyes were astringent and his complex emotions were like floods when he opened the gate. He rushed into his eyes. He clenched his hands into fists and raised his head high, trying to restrain his eyes The impulse tears here.

Han Mofeng froze, "What are you talking about?" He glared, and growled fiercely, "You **** say it again!"

The roaring voice was hoarse, and he never thought that Xu Chenyu would say such a thing to him.

"Han Mofeng, you can hear me clearly, my **** fed up with you." After finishing, Xu Chenyu shook off Han Mofeng's hand angrily, turned and left.

The tears desperately suppressed finally fell at the moment of turning.

Han Mofeng looked at his decisive background and snarled, "Xu Chenyu, please stand still for me, and tell me clearly what you just said ..."