Slag Gong really smells good after the divorce

Sheng Ling's mother, Rong Hui, is a well-known scientist. When she was young, she fought hard and won many awards at work. She was injured in an experiment and couldn't bear the fatigue anymore.

Just retreat to grow flowers and watch art exhibitions, and support national charities.

Rong Hui's birthday party held three days later was also to promote the charity project "Girls' Education Aid Program" that she had just organized. Yi Wulan knew that Rong Hui was determined to do a good job of this project.

Yi Wulan has been outside since that day, resting in the studio at night.

He already had a preliminary idea for the design of the perfume bottle, but after more than 20 days, what needed to be handed over was the perfume bottle. He had to consider not only the design drawing, but also the final product.

The crystal clear glass bottle and the flowers hanging from the branches complement each other perfectly.

The pheromone perfume established in the period of the Republic of China is naturally powdery.

Yi Wulan holds the first draft of the perfume bottle and meditates, but this is not enough. The Republic of China is not only about flowers, but also something else, something that is more impactful, full of blood and tears and full of the rhythm of the times.

Sometimes I don't want to draw pictures anymore, so I stop to pack things, some things related to Sheng Ling are thrown away, some are given away, and the things that can be dealt with are slowly disposed of.

Only Li Fugui, who went to the art museum with him that day, knew about Yi Wulan's closed state.

Li Fugui was worried about his health, so he often brought him meals. Knowing that Yi Wulan was picky, he chose expensive private dishes, and brought Yi Wulan the latest news by the way.

For example, which designer was unable to participate due to busy schedules, which designers came back from abroad to participate in this competition, and the live broadcast mode officially announced by pheromones.

He would even find time to talk to Yi Wulan about how to behave in front of the camera.

Li Fugui muttered: "The camera shows fat faces, but you don't have to worry about that."

"I don't know if the filter can be turned on in the live broadcast of pheromones. If the filter is turned on, there is no need for makeup."

"It is said that the live broadcast will start the night before the game. Lan'er, you should put the work in advance."

Li Fugui slumped on the sofa in the studio: "I'm so excited, I'm short of breath and flustered before the official match, and I can't restrain my emotions."

Yi Wulan unfolded a design draft and said mercilessly, "You are fat."

Li Fugui:  …

Just two days later, on the eve of Yi Wulan's birthday party, Li Fugui ran over, different from the relaxation of the previous few days, but with an angry expression on his face: "Lan'er, what happened to that traffic star Song Yufan, he alone A layman said to participate in the perfume project of pheromones, or cooperate with the new product of 'Thelove'?!"

Who in the industry doesn't know that the outstanding designs of 'Thelove' are all Yi Wulan's, but Yi Wulan has never signed a contract and never publicized it.

Li Fugui knew even more that although Yi Wulan left Thelove' some time ago, the design of the new product that has not been announced is Yi Wulan's.

Song Yufan, a layman, obviously took advantage of a loophole, and was going to directly steal the new product design that Yi Wulan had not publicized and filed as his own!

Li Fugui: "Is 'Thelove' crazy? This is plagiarism and plagiarism. You brought this brand up with one hand, they, they are ruthless!"

Yi Wulan stood in front of the full-length mirror arranging his suit, and said casually, "It's him, it's fine."

The traffic star who kept making trouble after being supported by Sheng Ling.

He chose a silver-gray suit, which was an attractive color, but Yi Wulan's skin was fair.

Li Fugui looked at it anxiously, and ran over: "Lan'er, don't be angry about this! They might even beat you up!"

Yi Wulan shook his head helplessly, and turned his face slightly: "Li Fugui, you have a long brain, do you really think I am a living Bodhisattva of great compassion?"

After buttoning the last button, Yi Wulan took the gift box, turned around and said, "If you want to make a person fall badly, you have to lift him up."

"The higher you lift, the harder you fall."

Li Fugui was still not at ease, and opened the door on the second floor: "Lan'er, you have already left a hole, right? Right?!"

Yi Wulan has already gone down to the first floor. He has many friends, and Li Fugui is the one who is the most sincere and careless among them.

Thinking of this, Yi Wulan raised her lips: "After I'm done with work, I invite you to eat at the most expensive Yunjiang restaurant in Jiangcheng."

Immediately behind Yi Wulan, excited and lively cheers sounded.

We are talking about a birthday party, but the focus is actually on charity. The real birthday celebration is a family dinner after the guests are gone.

Yi Wulan deliberately went in after the charity banquet started, his current popularity is not suitable for being too unobtrusive.

Who knows that with his current popularity and outstanding appearance, when he goes in, as long as anyone sees him, he will be eye-catching.

With a tall and handsome figure, the silver-gray suit made him look even whiter, not at all inferior to the deliberate brilliance that filled the room.

Song Yufan hid behind the crowd, caught a glance at Yi Wulan who was casually holding up his wine glass, and squeezed his palms.

Next to him was an actor from a different company, and asked him curiously: "Is that Yi Wulan? Can he also be eligible to participate in this banquet?"

Song Yufan covered the gloom in his eyes, and smiled: "I don't know either, but I heard... there is someone behind him."

After the actor listened, he nodded thoughtfully, with contempt flashing in his eyes, there are many unspoken rules in their circle, and he also looks at people with discernment.

The charity dinner had come to an end, and Rong Hui, who was well-dressed in a skirt, stood in front to accept questions from reporters and participants.

A rich lady dressed in jewels suddenly got the microphone and stood up: "I have doubts. It is indeed a good thing for Ms. Rong to do charity projects, but why are girls? Boys also have to go to school."

"Should charity treat the weak equally, or does Ms. Rong have sexism?"

Mrs. Fu stretched out her finger wearing a big diamond ring, and her red lips curled up: "Is this related to Ms. Rong Hui's growth experience? I remember that the Rong family only had one place to study abroad. Ms. Rong's elder brother left this opportunity for you .”

"Ms. Rong has tasted the sweetness, so there is this girls' education plan?"

The flash light was dazzling, Yi Wulan frowned, he saw that Rong Hui's face was obviously pale.

This wealthy lady covered in diamonds hit Ronghui's heartache. Ronghui's brother left the opportunity to study abroad to his sister, but he accidentally got into a car accident while staying in China.

The whole place was silent.

Yi Wulan frowned, but was still ready to step forward.

However, Sheng Ling who was sitting in the front row was one step ahead of him, got up and walked over calmly to hold the microphone, and comforted his pale mother.

Picking up the microphone, she turned and stood up and said, "Ms. Rong's only child is me, a male."

"As for why she wants to organize girls' projects," Sheng Ling looked around and said calmly, "I think everyone here may not have understood."

The microphone transmitted Sheng Ling's voice far away, with a penetrating power that penetrates time and space: "Many of us don't need to face it, and we don't need to bear it. In this society, there is a disparity in the proportion of boys and girls going to school. , many girls face death because they are born female.”

"Women who are not educated are also likely to have to succumb to stereotyped gender stereotypes later in life."

"Thus faced the situation of being squeezed for the bride price, sucked blood, and sold as goods to unknown distant places, faced with the situation of domestic violence and unspoken rules but was unable to resist, faced with heavy housework and inescapable parenting tasks."

The reporter's flashing light was silent but rapid, and the people sitting under the stage looked at each other.

All the people who can come to this birthday party today are social celebrities. Doing charity is to gain the satisfaction of helping others on the one hand, and to fame and communication on the other.

For them, there is indeed no difference between men and women when enjoying family care, and girls are even more pampered. Except when inheriting family property, the previous generation will naturally leave the burden to men.

This is a world they rarely come into contact with.

Yi Wulan stood in the front row, looking at the calm Sheng Ling under the flashing lights.It's like seeing the smoke and fire of Sheng Ling's growth all the way, as well as the people he protected and the radiance behind him.

"I know everyone is worried about this project. Charity needs to treat the weak equally, but the weak are also different. The establishment of this special project has its significance."

"I can promise here that I will be responsible for this project, and I will be solely responsible for the flow of funds and possible public opinion risks."

"I share the same thoughts as Ms. Rong. I hope that women in this society can escape gender stereotypes and have more choices."

Sheng Ling looked straight at everyone in the field with a solemn expression: "It doesn't matter whether she chooses flowers or steel."

"Crack, crack, crack." Yi Wulan walked to the front and applauded first, followed by thunderous applause.

Gentleman Sheng Ling bent down to his mother, helped Rong Hui, whose complexion was a little pale, to stand up, and carefully adjusted the hem of some wrinkled clothes for her, then handed the microphone into her hand, and stepped aside.

There were tears in Rong Hui's eyes, and she only bowed deeply: "I am very grateful to my brother who gave me the opportunity back then, and to everyone who is here today."

"thanks, thanks."

"deeply appreciated."

……

After asking questions, it was the donation auction session. Originally, Rong Hui needed to talk to the audience, but she couldn't take it anymore, so Yi Wulan helped her go back to her room to rest.

When Yi Wulan went out, he saw Sheng Ling standing outside the door, he was stunned, thinking that Sheng Ling would entertain guests outside.

Sheng Ling glanced at Yi Wulan and knew what he was thinking, and explained: "My father and Sheng Rui are here."

Sheng Rui is Sheng Ling's half-brother.

Sheng Ling leaned against the door with his back straight, obviously he was an important figure in the Sheng family's mansion, but his posture was as unfamiliar and casual as if he were an outsider.

Yi Wulan knew why.

The Sheng family's situation is complicated. Sheng Ling's father is the eldest son of the Sheng family. Before marrying Rong Hui, he had a wife. He didn't love each other very much in a political marriage, and divorced after giving birth to a child.

Afterwards, Ronghui married in for love and had Shengling again.

Sheng Ling's half-brother, Sheng Rui, was physically weak and sensitive since childhood.Rong Hui felt sorry for the children and wanted to be a good stepmother, so she always took Sheng Rui by her side.

Most of the family's focus was on Sheng Rui, and Sheng Ling grew up alone.

To a certain extent, Yi Wulan understood Sheng Ling's indifference.

Sheng Ling turned his face slightly: "I'm sorry a few days ago."

Yi Wulan raised the end of her eyes slightly: "I'm sorry for what?"

Sheng Ling: "It hurts you."

The sudden uncontrollable emotions that night were actually not like him.

Yi Wulan couldn't help laughing, but there was no smile in her eyes: "Well, Boss Sheng performed well today, I forgive you."

Sheng Ling smiled lightly, took out a cigarette, held it in his hand but didn't light it: "Don't you care? Those comments on you on the Internet."

The cool wind from outside the window seeped in, and there was the noisy atmosphere outside, Yi Wulan looked out the window, very calmly: "I don't care, the words of outsiders can't break me."

Sheng Ling's heart suddenly moved, very subtle, like a cat scratching.

Yi Wulan suddenly turned around and asked Sheng Ling, "Do you love roses?"

Sheng Ling was taken aback for a moment, and a cool emotion sank into his dark eyes.

Usually no one came to the third floor. There were two people standing there, one in the light and the other in the shadows, as if they were divided into two scenes.

Yi Wulan already knew Sheng Ling's answer in his heart, just like he had known for a long time, Sheng Ling seemed affectionate, but in fact he was ruthless.

It's just that he wanted to hear Sheng Ling say it himself.

Sheng Ling tilted his head to look at Yi Wulan, his thin eyefolds drooped, and he was just about to speak.

A familiar voice sounded in the distance: "Designer Yi, I didn't expect to meet again."

It's Sheng Jue.

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