The rich and powerful

Chapter 31 When You Are Near Me 1
When Lin Muchen came to Chen Guixiang's ward, the two nurses were removed by the bodyguards.

He quietly looked at the old woman lying there, and he still remembered that lady who was always dressed gracefully and resembling Song Yan.

However, the old man in front of him had a sickly face and was too thin. The noble lady in the past had almost turned into a dying old man in five years.

He was looking down, but suddenly noticed that the person lying on the bed moved slightly.

Immediately, Chen Guixiang opened his eyes.

When she saw the person in front of her, her old face suddenly turned ferocious, and she yelled at Lin Muchen, "Lin Muchen! You heartless bastard, your conscience was eaten by dogs, you devil, Why don't you die, why don't you go to hell!"

She actually sat up, grabbed Lin Muchen's lapel, and shook it back and forth, "Lin Muchen, you are not human, how can you still come to Xiaoyan, how do you have any face! Lin Muchen, you Bastard, how many people have you harmed, what kind of harm have you made our family, now you dare to come to Xiao Yan."

, Chen Guixiang shook his body vigorously, but Lin Muchen just stood there, numbly, with a face without any expression, like a stone statue, motionless, letting her shake and curse.

Chen Guixiang suddenly pushed Song Yan away, continued to raise her head, and looked at Lin Mushen, "Do you want to see the jokes about our family? Well, you can see it now, that's right, our family has become like this, and I don't look like that. People, ghosts are not like ghosts, Xiaoyan was killed by you, and he stayed in prison for five years, and he was boiled to bones. We have no money, no one, and no place to live. Are you satisfied? Or do you still want to live? If you are not satisfied, you will continue to kill us all, so you are satisfied?"

Lin Muchen still just stood there.

The corners of her lips moved, and then, she grabbed Chen Guixiang's beaten wrist.

It just seemed to be useless, and she held it gently, but Chen Guixiang couldn't pull it out, and couldn't move it.

She sneered sadly, staring at him with great hatred in her eyes, "Yeah, you are amazing, you are amazing now, as long as you move your wrist, we will never be able to run away, so you kill us, let us go!" Let's die together, but don't lie to Xiao Yan again, you bastard!"

Lin Mu looked at her lowly.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and said lightly, "Auntie should take good care of her illness." If you want to kill or cut you, you will come at me. At worst, I will die. However, Xiao Yan never owed you anything. You still think that she hurt your woman. Then take revenge on me.Xiaoyan, this silly girl... She never hurt anyone, she, she suffered in prison for five years, all for me..." Lin Muchen's face moved, he lowered his head and looked at her.

"What did you say?"

She raised her eyes and looked at Lin Muchen.

"I said, the person who went to find that woman back then and was suspected of running into that woman on the way was not Xiao Yan at all. It was Xiao Yan who saw that I was old and that I was not in good health. She is a silly girl who only knows how to be filial to me. She I took the blame for me. At that time, I thought you would think that Xiao Yan was innocent and would not blame her too much, but you actually played tricks secretly and let her stay in prison for five years. You, you are not Conscience, how can Xiao Yan feel sorry for you!"

Lin Muchen's eyes were fixed on the front, and his eyes were flickering, erratic.

"Xiaoyan, she never did it... Didn't she bump into Rong Ya..."

He suddenly held onto Chen Guixiang tightly, his slanted eyes carried something that people couldn't see clearly, Chen Guixiang didn't even dare to scold for a while.

"Auntie, are you telling the truth?"

Chen Guixiang snorted coldly, "You were the one who was so angry that you didn't care about anything and let the police arrest him. On that day, Xiao Yan was running outside for her father. I don't know how busy she was. In her eyes, her father is the root. What do you think?" What, what is the woman you raised outside, Xiao Yan will not care about it at all, but because of your anger, this matter was settled without much investigation."

Lin Muchen loosened his hands, his eyes turned, and he seemed to think of something.

"Hey, Mr. Lin, our boss is busy..."

With a bang, Lin Muchen kicked open the door of the private room.

Inside, the lingering men and women were suddenly disrupted, and with the scream of the woman, his eyes sank, "Get lost!"

I don't know which star or young model it is, Lin Muchen has no interest in these chaotic relationships with him.

Cheng Yan covered his head and looked, "Damn it, Lin Muchen, I didn't see you like this when your father died. What happened?"

Then, waving his hand to let everyone go away, he grabbed his pants, put them on, and said, "I tell you, you'd better tell me what the hell happened, otherwise, if I It scares you so much that you won't do it anymore, you, you will pay me for the rest of your life!"

Lin Muchen grabbed his clothes and threw them over, "Okay, I'll pay you for your dick!"

"Hey, why does this sound a bit strange?" Cheng Yan grabbed his clothes and thought strangely.

Looking at the messy couch that was entangled just now, Lin Muchen looked disgusted, and simply sat on the round table with his hands behind him, raised his head, and looked at him, "You can check some things for me..."

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The perfect streamline of the Maybach moves through the night.

His eyes were blurred, through the dark mountain road in front of him, he kept turning his wrist, and the steering wheel was in his hand, turning back and forth.

"Xiao Yan, this silly girl... She has never harmed anyone, she, she suffered in prison for five years, all in place of me..."

He continued to turn the steering wheel, and there was a sharp turn ahead. The Maybach under him made a harsh sound as the steering wheel turned. It seemed that something behind him brushed against the guardrail on the mountain road.

But he didn't care about it at all, his dark eyes looked at the darkness in front of him, as if he was fighting death.

"I said, the person who went to find that woman back then and was suspected of running into that woman on the way was not Xiao Yan at all. It was Xiao Yan who saw that I was old and that I was not in good health. She is a silly girl who only knows how to be filial to me. She I took the blame for me. At that time, I thought you would think that Xiao Yan was innocent and would not blame her too much, but you actually played tricks secretly and let her stay in prison for five years. You, you are not Conscience, how can Xiao Yan feel sorry for you!"

"Mu Shen, we found a child who seems to be related to Song Yan, you'd better go and have a look."

"Lin Muchen, one day, if we have a child, what do you think we should name him?" In her memory, she was sitting on the bed with her legs crossed, wearing pajamas as white as jade.

He raised his head, lost in thought, "You decide."

She didn't take it seriously, but still smiled to herself and said, shyly and timidly, she approached him and deliberately bumped his shoulder, "How about calling Lianyan?"

He frowned, and indifferently tapped the table with his fingertips rhythmically.

She pursed her lips, knowing that he didn't like it.

"Okay, don't call me such a contrived name, I know, my husband likes to keep a low profile, so how about calling him Sichen..."

He raised his head, holding a large stack of materials in his hand, "I'm going to the study."

She ran down in a hurry, barefoot, stepped on the ground, tiptoed, and hugged his waist from behind, "I won't talk nonsense, call it whatever you want, I won't disturb you, don't go, I'm alone People are here, very scared."

He was surrounded by her catkin-like arms, his eyes finally softened, and when he turned around, his voice finally softened, "As long as you like, any name is fine."

She breathed a sigh of relief and leaned into his arms, "Well, actually, I don't like to be called such a strange name. The simpler the child's name, the better. I don't want our children to rely on our past. Bearing our imprint, he should have his own life, as long as he is safe and healthy."

(End of this chapter)