Chapter 15 Chapter 15 At least the man won’t get pregnant…
Ming Le hung up the video and was stunned when he saw the time. Lou Ye had actually listened to him chattering for almost an hour.
How come he hadn't noticed it for so long? After chasing the dog off the sofa, Mingle reached out and patted it to prevent any dog hair from falling on it. Otherwise, he would be scolded again if his mother came back and saw him.
Snowball wasn't annoyed when his owner chased him away. Instead, he wiggled his tail and ran to the large rectangular fish tank on the third floor across from the living room, rubbing against the glass. The water was clear, and the fish swimming inside were colorful and beautiful.
"Young Master, Madam is back." The housekeeper came in from outside and said when he saw Ming Le slumped on the sofa.
Mingle hid his cell phone with a pillow, picked up the book he had prepared long ago and began to read it carefully, looking like a good student.
housekeeper:……
Actually, there is really no need.
Shu Yuan walked in from outside wearing high heels, a simply and well-tailored white suit, her hair tied low in a bun behind her head, and a global limited edition black handbag slung over her arm.
"Xiaobao is studying?" The tone was gentle and full of doting.
Mingle glanced at his mother and raised his chin: "Hmm."
Shu Yuan smiled. She hadn't seen her son for more than half a month. Was he angry with her?
She was truly helpless. After her husband's death, she devoted herself to the company. Fortunately, she had the Shu family as her backer, which was a bit of a help. The Ming family had many relatives, and most of them were dissatisfied with her because she was a woman. Her uncles and aunts held shares in the company and were also eyeing it covetously. She couldn't let anything down.
When she was busy with work, she inevitably neglected her sons and didn't pay enough attention to them. Often when she got home, Mingle was already asleep, and when she left in the morning, Mingle was still asleep.
We live together, but we don’t have many opportunities to meet.
Ming Le looked at her, reached out and patted the sofa next to him gently with pretended reserve, the meaning was self-evident.
Shu Yuan smiled, a gentle smile on the corner of her lips. Although President Shu was known for her iron-blooded approach in the company, she could not be tough in front of her child. She asked the maid to bring her handbag upstairs and sat down next to her son.
"Where is the boss? Didn't he say he was going home tonight?" Ming Le asked. He thought the two of them would come back together.
"My brother just called mom. He was blocked by paparazzi on his way out of the company, so he should be back late."
Well, Mingle curled his lips. Mingche insisted on entering the entertainment industry to become a singer. Now he is also a public figure and has his own residence outside.
If you go home often, it's okay for reporters, but you don't know how many paparazzi will follow you, and if your family members are exposed, you will have no privacy at all.
Shu Yuan took some of the books in his hand and said, "You don't need to read these books. Mom works hard so that you two brothers can live a comfortable life. If you still work so hard, then Mom's efforts will be meaningless."
Mingle opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.
"Even if mom can't work anymore, your brother will take care of you. As long as you are healthy, eat well and sleep well, and know to run home when it rains, that's all." Shu Yuan patted her son's chest and comforted him.
I planned to find a girl of equal social status for my son to marry after he graduated from college. She must be a capable and strong woman who can help him in all aspects.
Mingle obviously had no idea what his mother was planning. He just felt that her expectations of him were too low. Really, it was amazing that he didn't grow up astray in such a doting environment!
He knew that his family was worried about his health and had no expectations of him. However, until he was seventeen, he had never been sick except for having a weak immune system and catching colds and fevers.
"Mom, you're making a big deal out of nothing. I'm not like Dad... mmm..."
Shu Yuan covered his mouth in time: "Don't say that!"
Mingle blinked, his crow-feather eyelashes trembling slightly. His mother couldn't stand hearing such words: "I know."
Seeing that he was obedient, Shu Yuan softened her heart: "Do you have any pocket money? Mom asked her assistant to transfer 500,000 yuan to your card first?"
"It should be enough for your meals at school. Otherwise, I'll have my assistant top up your meal card."
Mingle wanted to say that he hadn't used the pocket money his uncle gave him last time, and he couldn't use the card Mingche gave him.
His meal card was fully charged when he first transferred to the No. 1 Middle School in the city, but his mother had forgotten about it. He also didn't like eating in the school cafeteria at all, so the driver had to deliver meals to the school every day at noon.
Normally, he would buy his clothes and other things regularly and wear them accordingly. In short, he had almost no place to spend his own money.
Mingle counted on his fingers.
Alas, that's not right. He has money to support Lou Ye. After all, he is a financial sponsor, so how can he be short of money? Of course, the more money the better.
So Mingle smiled with a smile on his face and did not stop his mother from calling the assistant.
Mingle: Hehe.
He really likes his mother's behavior of exploding gold coins when she disagrees with him!
It was already late after the call, and even with her delicate makeup on, Shu Yuan looked a little tired. "Xiaobao, Mommy's going upstairs to wash up. You can play with Xueqiu first."
Mingle held his chin and nodded: "I understand."
Not long after Shu Yuan went upstairs, Ming Le lay on the sofa and swung his legs.
Hearing the noise of Mingche coming in, he immediately sat up straight and looked at him with his eyes. Mingche was wearing a baseball cap, glasses and a mask, and his entire face was covered tightly, not revealing a single bit.
"Are you a spy?" Ming Le asked.
Mingche pulled his messy hair and said angrily, "What spy? How dare you talk about your brother like that?"
"Isn't it just to avoid those paparazzi and illegitimate fans? Those bastards are so shameless! I'm just a singer, not a popular idol, and yet I'm surrounded like this."
"It's a good thing I got rid of it, otherwise I wouldn't be able to go home tonight." Ming Che said as he took off his armor, revealing a handsome face. The hair on his forehead was already wet with sweat.
The entertainment industry is really not a good place to work, but Mingche is just asking for trouble.
Ming Le looked at his brother, stroking his chin and thinking, if Lou Ye becomes famous in the future, won’t it be the same?
But being chased by paparazzi is not as bad as being an unknown person. As a public figure, there is nothing worse than being ignored by everyone.
Seeing that he had a dazed look in his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking, Mingche grabbed his head again.
Mingle kicked him in annoyance. He was always teasing him, it was so annoying!
His kick was so powerful that it felt like a tickle. Ming Che ignored him and asked:
"I haven't asked you yet, have you been supporting a young actress recently and even visited her on set?"
Ming Le slipped his legs off the sofa and quietly put on his slippers, ready to slip away. Guilty as he was, he didn't dare look at anyone. He raised his voice and retorted, "It's a rumor! It's a complete rumor! I want to defend my rights. Who said this to slander me?! I'm going to take out a loan to sue him!"
Mingche wiped the sweat from his forehead with a tissue. His face flushed red, perhaps from anger. "Do you think you're a public figure? You're suing me! Who has nothing better to do than spread rumors about you? It was my uncle who called me and let the cat out of the bag!"
Seeing him approaching with a ferocious look on his face and raising his hand as if to strike someone, Ming Le's thin white legs trembled: "You, why are you so excited? Are you going to murder your own brother?"
"What's wrong with me supporting someone? I'm not supporting you!" Ming Le said with a bluff, but he was afraid that his voice would be heard by his mother coming downstairs. He glanced upstairs from time to time and said, "Why do you care so much?"
Ming Che really wanted to strangle him to death: "I heard that woman is older than you. Are you stupid? You're supporting someone. Not only do you have to spend money, but you're also being taken advantage of!"
"Lou Ye is not that kind of person!"
Mingle exploded when he heard his words, and rammed his head into Mingche's abdomen. Mingche bent over and held his stomach with a grimace in pain: "Okay, you're really good. You treat your brother like this for a stranger."
"Who told you Lou Ye is a woman? He's a man, and a straight man at that. How could he take advantage of me? You're slandering me!"
"A man?" Ming Che was stunned, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Ming Le was a little dazed, "The one you are supporting is a man..." His brother couldn't be a gay, he had seen a lot of such things in the circle.
He tried to grab the phone from Mingle's hand: "Show me the photo, I want to see which ugly bastard it is, I want someone to kill him!"
Is that bastard out there more important than his brother?!
The little boy was completely corrupted by the kidnapping, but he didn't dare to tell his mother.
Mingle wasn't afraid. He wasn't as strong as Mingche and couldn't snatch the thing away: "Just take it. You can't unlock it anyway."
He slammed the other person's chest hard, covering his face with his hands to prevent the phone from unlocking in front of his face: "Get out of the way, I need to go upstairs to rest!"
Not at all serious.
Seeing him leisurely walking up the stairs, his back looked so annoying that Mingche kicked the table in anger. The heavy table didn't move at all, but instead hit his toe, causing him to jump in pain.
The screen that used to open easily can no longer be unlocked. The kid changed his password and started to be wary of him.
Mingche wanted to smash his phone, but he was afraid that his brother would come downstairs and make trouble with him, so he threw it on the sofa in a rage.
Seeing that the war had finally stopped, the servants retreated cautiously. The eldest young master was now a Tyrannosaurus Rex that could only breathe fire, so it was better to stay away from him.
Ming Che picked up the white jade cup and took a sip of water. He had to find a chance to have a good talk with Ming Le. Things couldn't go on like this.
He is still in high school and he is already learning how to support a little star like those playboys. Does he know what he is doing?
And you want a man?
My uncle is the same. He agrees to whatever the kid says, but he has to have limits when it comes to pampering, so that mom knows that no one will get away with it.
While thinking about it, he had a strange thought: men don’t seem to be that bad?
At least men won’t get pregnant. Mingche wiped the cold sweat from his face and became more and more scared the more he thought about it.
If it was a woman, what would happen if his brother killed someone at such a young age?
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