Rose of Heaven

55

Tang Tianyu stopped what he was doing, emotions surging in his narrow eyes, "I'm more curious, Lin Jingmo is my girlfriend, what position does he have to care about my affairs?"
    "Childish." Cheng Yaosi still sat there motionless: "Are you blaming me?"
    Tang Tianyu glanced: "I just don't understand."
    Cheng Yaosi looked at his nephew who was not much younger than him not far away, and slowed down his voice: "Ye Zhongxu is not a person who speaks easily. He can sit in this position now, and he only wants a result when he speaks. Is that girl worth you fighting with him to the death? If you say it's worth it, then I support you."
    Tang Tianyu lowered his head slightly and said nothing, as if thinking.
    His nephew, a child of destiny, was doted on by both the Cheng family and the Tang family, and he had never had a bad thing since he was a child. Putting into his mood, Cheng Yaosi could understand that it was not so pleasant after all when his woman was remembered by others. He stood up and walked towards Tang Tianyu, showing his full patience: "Besides, Ye Zhongxu didn't mean to ask you to give this girl to him, he just hoped that you wouldn't embarrass her. At your age, there's no reason to pull her braids and tug on her clothes like a primary school student. If you can get along, then get along, if not, then break up. Does  my nephew still lack girls who like him?"
    Tang Tianyu then looked up and snorted and laughed: "Pulling braids and tugging clothes, that's what you've done before."
    Cheng Yaosi knew that he agreed, and patted his shoulder: "Okay, call her out, I'll take her back to school."
    "Are you afraid that I'll regret it?" Tang Tianyu smiled even more, but there was a hint of coldness in his expression.
    The young beast will grow up one day, and Cheng Yaosi didn't feel offended by his nephew, but was relieved, and explained casually: "I have something to say to her."
    Tang Tianyu then nodded as if it didn't matter, and didn't ask any more questions.
    ...
    Tang Tianyu tortured Lin Jingmo all night and let her go at around three in the morning. Lin Jingmo fell asleep in a second without even dreaming.
    Now, she was lying on the bed. Under the navy blue quilt, her slender and graceful figure was as undulating as beautiful mountains.
    He sat over and stroked her cheek with one hand.
    Last night, he leaned over to her ear and asked why. As long as she could give a reason, he would not care whether it was true or not.
    But Lin Jingmo just shook her head, her eyes soaked in tears. She was clearly unhappy again, but she refused to tell him.
    Thinking of Ye Zhongxu, his brows gradually twisted, and his hands were no longer gentle.
    Lin Jingmo woke up when he got up to open the door.
    But the apartment had first-class sound insulation, and she did not hear what he said to the visitor. At this time, Lin Jingmo's eyelashes trembled rapidly, pretending to have just woken up and half-opened her eyes. In a daze, her hand climbed up his wrist and shook it gently twice, as if acting like a spoiled child.
    Tang Tianyu's heart softened, but the next second, Lin Jingmo seemed to wake up, suddenly withdrew her hand, and turned her head to the side.
    He looked at her back quietly. On her exposed skin, there were still traces of last night's madness.
    After a moment, she whispered: "You don't believe me, or you have never liked me."
    The thin shoulder blades under the quilt stiffened, and Tang Tianyu stood up: "You are quite capable. Ye Zhongxu came to ask me for someone. Are you satisfied?"
    But he didn't intend to listen to Lin Jingmo's reply. After he finished speaking, he went straight to the bathroom and took out Lin Jingmo's clothes.
    Coat, skirt, bra.
    The clothes were thrown on the ground for a night. They were not high-quality goods to begin with, and now they were wrinkled and looked even cheaper.
    But these clothes were amazingly beautiful when she wore them.
    Except for the work clothes that were very suitable for straight men's aesthetics in the club, Tang Tianyu rarely saw Lin Jingmo wearing such feminine clothes. He could still recall the surprise in his heart when he saw her in the corridor of the restaurant last night.
    Even though she had blossomed to the extreme beauty under him, he would still feel happy and even excited for every new look of hers. Until he found that the skirt she was wearing was exactly the same as the woman who couldn't wait to have sex with men in the public toilet.
    Heaven to hell.
    Tang Tianyu didn't look at the skirt again and turned to leave the room.
    ...
    How did Ye Zhongxu ask for  her?
    Lin Jingmo was a little confused by the amount of information in the words left by Tang Tianyu.
    But looking at this situation, Tang Tianyu didn't seem to know that she had seduced Ye Zhongxu, which was a good thing for her. At least it would give her time to provide Tang Tianyu with a buffer opportunity, so that even if the truth was exposed at that time, she would not have an extra enemy.
    As for Ye Zhongxu knowing that she had a boyfriend, it was not within her scope of worry.
    She was so coquettish in front of him, could she still be a good girl?
    Lin Jingmo pondered silently in her heart, and reached out to pick up the skirt not far away.
    The underwear was thrown away, the shoes were thrown away, and the skirt was as wrinkled as a day lily. Lin Jingmo was poor before, but she had never been sloppy. She was quite reluctant, but now she was embarrassed to dawdle. Could she wear Tang Tianyu's clothes?
    Using the tissues at the bedside to wipe her bra and clothes, Lin Jingmo put on the skirt. Fortunately, it was half wet, so it would not be a big problem even if she went out.
    Three minutes later, Lin Jingmo walked out of the room, and at the same time, she saw the man standing in the morning light.
    Cheng Yaosi.
    Considering that Cheng Yaosi had greeted Ye Zhongxu in the restaurant yesterday, it is not difficult to guess that Ye Zhongxu probably asked him to come over to ask for someone.
    For a moment, Lin Jingmo felt a little complicated.
    Her original family was small. After the death of her family of three, the only relatives left in the world were her grandmother and uncle's family. She had inquired about it a long time ago, and her grandmother had immigrated abroad with her uncle's family and had not returned for all these years.
    In the years when she grew up as Lin Jingmo, it can be said that Cheng Yaosi was the only old friend she met.
    However, she probably did not leave a good impression on this old friend.
    This made Lin Jingmo feel embarrassed and ashamed.
    There was also a kind of helplessness.
    She hoped to leave a pure white world for Gu Ci'en, and she would bear all the darkness.
    But the reality is often not as expected.
    Although Cheng Yaosi could not know who she was.
    ...
    He was a little different at this time than last night.
    Without the warm yellow light, some emotions that were used to being hidden on his handsome face began to show.
    For example, disdain, contempt, and indifference.
    The moment he met Lin Jingmo's eyes, he expressed his attitude to her without hesitation.
    This was within Lin Jingmo's expectations.
    From beginning to end, the two did not say a word.
    ...
    The car drove out of the garage smoothly.
    It was late autumn, and the beginning of winter would come in two weeks. Although Donggang was close to the sea, Lin Jingmo was wearing half-wet clothes, and she still felt bone-chilling cold when the wind blew.
    She secretly shrank her body, trying to draw some warmth from the skin pressed against each other.
    Unfortunately, it was useless.
    She endured it again and again, but her nose was itchy.
    "A-choo!"
    The car was quiet. Cheng Yaosi and she were both sitting in the back, with a person's distance between them. In her peripheral vision, Cheng Yaosi was holding an iPad and drawing, and seemed to be watching the news. The sound of the sneeze was like a bolt from the blue.
    What made Lin Jingmo want to disappear immediately in a wisp of smoke was that she had a runny nose, and there was no paper in her bag. Otherwise, she
    might as well just open the door and jump out.
    Just as Lin Jingmo was thinking about whether to reach out for the tissue in front of her or go out and sniff her nose, the man next to her handed her a handkerchief.
    The black handkerchief had an embroidery on one corner, lying between the man's slender jade-like fingers with distinct joints.
    "Thank you." Lin Jingmo's thanks were very sincere.
    She stretched out her hand to take it, and her pink and white fingertips only dared to touch it lightly, for fear of touching him. However, the more she feared something, the more it came. A little warmth exploded at her fingertips. Lin Jingmo's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately curled up her fingers.
    Then, Cheng Yaosi felt something cool and moist passing through his palm like a feather.
    He glanced at her subconsciously, and in his sight, Lin Jingmo lowered her eyebrows and covered her nose with the handkerchief. Although there was a line missing, it could not cover her beauty. Even if she looked very shy, she had a kind of beauty that was so innocent and naive that she could fall into the mortal world.
    This girl is pretty enough, but also cheap enough.