cry that scum

Chapter 126

After a while, Jin Dao and Yan Kun came back again, and they didn't know what Jin Dao did. Yan Kun looked quite calm except for a little redness at the end of his eyes and drooping brows because of embarrassment.

Cong Lang glanced at Jindao, who secretly made an OK gesture.

"What happened just now?" Cong Lang asked deliberately. After all, Yan Kun had shed tears in front of them, so it was too deliberate not to ask.

Yan Kun hid behind Jin Dao and said nothing.

Jin Dao said, "I cried because of the beautiful love between you two, I couldn't hold it back."

For such a nonsense reason, Yan Kun nodded vigorously from behind.

Lan Jing, "..."

He glanced at Yan Kun with a complicated expression, and Yan Kun also happened to peek over. The two people's eyes met, and Yan Kun immediately turned his eyes away in the next second, and his ears were red.

Lan Jing, "..."

When Cong Lang said that Yan Kun liked him, Lan Jing didn't believe it, because subconsciously, he knew that this was his younger brother, and he didn't think about it at all, but seeing Yan Kun's reaction just now, Lan Jing suddenly felt a toothache , couldn't help but look at Cong Lang.

Young Master Cong raised one eyebrow, and said brightly, "Look, my observation is correct."

Lan Jing looked at Yan Kun again, feeling very sad.

He had never given Yan Kun a good look, and he didn't know why he fell in love with him. Could it be that this kid still has the tendency to be abused?

Being stared at, Yan Kun felt terrified, and couldn't help shrinking back behind Jindao.

Lan Jing twitched the corner of his mouth, and the heaven and man fought for a few seconds, then cleared his throat and said, "Hey, who is that, come out."

Yan Kun held Jindao's arm and poked his head out, looking at him eagerly, "Call, call me?"

Lan Jing clicked his tongue impatiently, and instantly resumed his fierce posture, "It's just you, come here."

When Yan Kun heard this, he took two steps forward slowly.

"Then what?" Lan Jing's expression softened a little, trying to make himself appear more casual, but his expression was still somewhat unnatural, but Yan Kun, who had no eyesight, couldn't see it.

"Didn't you say that I look like your brother before, then you can call me brother from now on." Lan Jing said expressionlessly.

"Huh?" Yan Kun's eyes widened suddenly, and he froze on the spot as if he hadn't reacted. When the reflection arc circled the earth and finally turned back, he threw himself in front of Lan Jing, a little unbelievable. He asked, "Are you serious? You're not kidding me, are you?"

Lan Jing looked at him like a silly dog, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he wanted to take back his words.

But his head nodded uncontrollably.

Yan Kun immediately screamed excitedly, turned back a few steps, ran over to Jindao, shook the person vigorously like a human pillow, and said loudly, "I suddenly, suddenly, have a brother!"

After yelling, he turned around and yelled at Lan Jing again, "Brother!"

Lan Jing rubbed the center of his brows, feeling that his brain was hurting, but he still responded.

Without love, but with an extra brother, Yan Kun compares left and right, the previous haze is swept away, and the joy is crazy.

Seeing his happy look, Lan Jing couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth.

Recognizing Yan Kun was proposed by Cong Lang. After Jin Dao chased Yan Kun out, Cong Lang said, "I hope you can have family affection besides me. Grandpa and grandma certainly love you, but after all, the kid is physically weak." Half of his body is bleeding with the same blood as yours, I can see that although you are cruel to him, you still care about this little brother."

Cong Lang's tone fell on Lan Jing's ears as gently as his kiss, "That kid is simple, I think he also admires you, how about...listen to him calling brother?"

"Fart! I don't want to..." Lan Jing wanted to retort subconsciously, but he opened his mouth, but didn't say anything, only silently considering Cong Lang's proposal in his heart.

Cong Lang is indeed the person who knows him best, probably because of the little blood relationship. When Yan Kun put on a silly, white and sweet face and was not afraid of death in front of him several times, even though Lan Jing himself never admits that every time they meet each other, his nose is different from his nose, and his eyes are different from his eyes, but deep down in his heart, there is a subtle feeling that he regards him as a younger brother.

So Lan Jing fell into a tangle, until Yan Kun came in again and looked at him with red eyes, Lan Jing's heart softened, and he couldn't help but really opened his mouth.

But he didn't specifically explain that he and Yan Kun were brothers.

The Yan family kept it secret, and there was no need for him either.

In this way, Lan Jing picked up a younger brother, but he still didn't plan to go to Yan Kun's birthday.

His dislike for his biological father had gone deep to his bones, and he didn't even want to look at him.

Lan Jing didn't understand why Cong Lang insisted on going, but Cong Lang didn't explain, saying that he could go alone.

The day before Yan Kun's birthday, Cong Lang was just discharged from the hospital. He recovered well and was in good spirits. He accompanied Lan Jing to pick out a diamond watch for Yan Kun in the mall, and then went to the neighboring city Yan Kun the next day. Home.

Yan Kun's birthday party was very private, and not many people were invited. When Cong Lang arrived, Yan Kun greeted him personally.

"Brother Cong," Yan Kun looked back, "where's my brother?"

"Lan Jing has something to do at the moment, so he can't come." Cong Lang said with a smile, and then passed the things in his hand, "But he asked me to bring you a gift, saying happy birthday to you."

When Yan Kun heard this, his originally depressed mood rose immediately, "Thank you my brother for helping me!"

Cong Lang nodded, his eyes fell behind, and he raised his eyebrows when he saw the smiling Jin Dao.

"Why, instead of being a killer, you're now a bodyguard?" When entering, Cong Lang lowered his voice and asked Jin Dao, who was walking beside him.

"Life needs to be adjusted," Jin Dao lazily said, "Occasionally, I want to live a peaceful life."

Cong Lang glanced at him, "It's good to retreat bravely from the rapids."

The killer can't eat this bowl of rice for a few years. Today is the first, and tomorrow he might be shot to death on the beach by his juniors. It's a good thing that Jin Dao has the intention to retire.

Jin Dao didn't speak, just nodded in agreement.

A few people walked and chatted, and soon arrived at the front hall. Yan Kun had other friends coming, so he asked Cong Lang and Jin Dao to take care of themselves first, and went to greet them happily again.

Cong Lang scanned all the people present, then paused, took a glass of champagne from the table and dropped the golden knife, and walked towards a middle-aged man whose face was a little like Lan Jing.

"Mr. Yan, hello."

Yan Hong was chatting with some friends when he suddenly heard someone calling him behind him, so he turned his head.

"You are..." He was stunned for a moment, and the next moment he remembered the figure in a certain photo, he was surprised, "Mr. Cong?"

Cong Lang nodded slightly, "Cong Lang, Xiao Kun's birthday is today, and I'll come to his birthday party."

Yan Hong was slightly startled, and was very surprised. The person he wanted Yin Hang to hook up with was actually very familiar with his son?

It's just that Yan Hong is an old fox who has been immersed in the mall for many years. His heart is full of turmoil, but his face is not leaking. He asked with a very decent smile, "Then you and Xiaokun are...?"

"Good friend," Cong Lang said with a smile, "very good friend."