Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

During the time she was hospitalized, Yang Xin delivered three meals to her back and forth every day, sent them to the company in the morning and noon, and sent them back to him in the evening before returning to her own residence.

During this period, Lin Quietly didn't see anyone except Yang Xin.

According to Yang Xin, the company has been very busy this week.

After Yan Nanqing left, she knew better than anyone how much business the company had every day, but even though she lived in the hospital for half a month, she was not afraid of the backlog of business affairs at all, and was not in a hurry to go back.

Until Lin Zhenhong saw that she was not in the right condition, he personally came to her ward with a cane to see what happened.

But she looks fine.

Sitting by the window of the ward, the small table and chairs have been moved there, and in front of her is a small teapot, steaming from the teacup.

Hearing the door was pushed open, she stood up and looked over from there.

At that moment, Lin Zhenhong frowned slightly.

Her whole body is bathed in the sun. In the past two years, she has become more and more beautiful, and more of it is the precipitation of the years. I don't know when it started, those weird things seemed to be taken away from her in an instant.

What was left was that demure and indifferent feeling that made people feel distressed.

That feeling of temperament, how should I put it, made Lin Zhenhong think of the aura of detachment and indifference in a certain moment.

"Are you here?" Lin Qiaoqiao had already moved the chair next to her.

Lin Zhenhong walked over and sat down, watching her do something so patiently, making tea for him in an orderly manner, and finally put it in front of him.

Since he came here, of course it was because of something.

There is no other topic, so I can only ask: "Yang Xin said that you are not planning to leave the hospital yet? I heard from the director that you can go through the formalities in a few days."

Lin Qiaoyou slightly bent her lips and smiled, "Let's do it tomorrow."

Lin Zhenhong frowned slightly and looked at her, "I thought you weren't feeling well and didn't intend to leave the hospital."

She still smiled, "I really don't plan to leave the hospital, but since you're here, you'd better go out, you can't say you're uncomfortable, anyway, the hospital can't cure your heart disease."

These words made Lin Zhenhong unable to continue, so he could only take a sip from the teacup, "Mmm! It tastes good!"

"Yang Xin brought it here from his hometown." She said.

Lin Zhenhong nodded, Yang Xin was doing better and better, "You kept him at the beginning, and you had a good vision."

She turned her head, with a faint smile.

Said: "Actually, my vision has always been good."

Lin Zhenhong was her biological father, so of course he could understand what she had to say right away, and what he wanted to say the most was actually Yan Nanqing.

So this topic can only end here.

the next day.

Lin quietly asked Yang Xin to complete the discharge procedures, and then went home directly from the hospital.

Lunch wasn't ready yet, so she asked Yang Xin to stay for dinner and leave after eating, just in time to show her the backlog of documents in the company for the past half month.

There is no big problem, it is nothing more than some trivial matters, and a few directors picking on the fault.

However, because of the lessons learned by Lin Zhenwen before, the current directors are not too afraid to speak up when they find faults. It just so happens that she also generally treats it as invisible, so she doesn't worry.

When it was about the same time, Lin Zhenhong entered the living room.

She also put away the document in her hand and handed it to Yang Xin.

Yang Xin took the things, then got up from the sofa, and consciously ran to the side and stood there.

Lin Qiaoqiao couldn't help but look back at him, "You are not a bodyguard running errands now, just sit, what are you doing so blindly?"

Yang Xin smiled, "It's okay, I'll be a good lady standing up."

Over there, Lin Zhenhong opened his mouth in a timely manner: "Quiet, are you going to be 23 soon? Don't you plan to have a serious talk?"

The expression on her face hardly changed, and her brows did not wrinkle, "Dad, why are you bringing this up again? You are in much better health now, I am not in a hurry!"

He glanced at his daughter, "You don't worry, I will worry for you, the golden period of a girl is only a few years."

She smiled, "How about I go and freeze the eggs?"

Only then did Lin Zhenhong stare at her.

"Isn't Wei Yanzhi very nice? You don't like Chi Yu's type, and you don't like Wei Yanzhi either. There are only a few types of men. What else? You can't find an artist?"

She raised her beautiful eyebrows, "Isn't it good to be an artist? Good figure, good looks, not to mention genes, you can have more children, one or two with my surname, it can be regarded as continuing the incense for our Lin family ,Yes or no?"

Lin Zhenhong was directly choked by her and was speechless.

"Then why don't I introduce you to a male artist with a good background?" Some male artists who entered the entertainment industry are not interested in family business, but their background is still very good.

Lin Qiaoqiao rolled her eyes in her heart, she didn't expect him to think so in a blink of an eye.

Afraid that he would really find the profile of a male artist in the entertainment industry tomorrow, she suddenly turned her head and looked at Yang Xin who was standing beside her.

After following her for so long, Yang Xin knew her somewhat, so when she glanced over, she felt a chill down her back.

really.

She just smiled, pointed at Yang Xin and said, "Dad, if you're in such a hurry, with a good image and appearance, isn't there a ready-made one here? How about I and Yang Xin make do?"

After hearing this, Lin Zhenhong was so angry that his eyes almost turned white, "You stinky girl, if you're not angry, I'm just feeling uncomfortable?"

Only then did she look aggrieved, "Isn't it because you keep urging me? If you don't urge me, then can I come up with these crooked ideas?"

"Let's go with the flow of my business, and you don't have to worry about it. Fate is something that can't be rushed."

As she said, she got up and winked at Yang Xin, "It's almost there, let's eat!"

Yang Xin put down the document bag in his hand, turned around and went into the restaurant to help, and opened the chairs for the two of them to wait.

Lin Qiaoqiao was afraid that her father would bring up the blind date again, so in the following time, although she didn't go to the company frequently, she arranged things very full every day.

Of course, almost all the results of her running the company were imposed on Yang Xin, because he was almost always acting on his behalf.

That day, Yang Xin suddenly frowned in distress and asked her, "Miss, under what circumstances do women usually give up completely?"

She raised her eyebrows slightly, "Why do you suddenly ask such a question?"

Then I couldn't help laughing, "Which one did you fall in love with when you were talking about cooperation?"

Yang Xin: "Stop making fun of me."

Lin quietly grinned, "I didn't make fun of you. It's not that you don't have a good figure and looks. Your ability is also very impressive. As long as ordinary young ladies are not as picky as I am, they will fall in love with you!"

She fell in love with Yan Nanqing at the beginning, isn't it the same?

I saw Yang Xin said: "It's someone I knew before."

Lin Qiaoqiao seemed to understand right away, "Ex?"