Orphan girl reborn: Why are you clinging to me?

On the other side, Yin Luchen began to feel restless after hanging up the phone from his uncle Lu Qixiao.

Lin Luo was most likely the daughter of her aunt and that man outside. Considering how much uncle cared about his aunt, how could he tolerate Lin Luo's existence? He ignored his biological son Lu Youyu!

What should he do? Does he really want to take Lin Luo to see his aunt?

Even if he finds a reason to refuse, with his uncle's character of never giving up until he achieves his goal, he will definitely find someone else to take Lin Luo to see him, and then the situation will become even more uncontrollable.

But if he takes Lin Luo there, it's really hard to say what his uncle will do to Lin Luo. If something happens to Lin Luo in his hands, his brother Yin Sheng will never let him go. When the time comes, his brother will Facing his uncle, he became the one in the middle again.

If it wasn't too late, he really wanted to go to his brother now to discuss countermeasures.

That night, Yin Luchen had constant nightmares.

One moment his father forced him to work in the group, another moment his uncle forced him to take Lin Luo to die, and another moment his brother chased him to ask about Lin Luo's whereabouts...

He was really tired from interacting with so many relatives this night.

When the alarm clock rang at 6:30 in the morning, Yin Luchen escaped from his dream as if he had been granted amnesty.

His head was still buzzing. He hadn't gotten up so early since high school. The reason why he got up so early was to call his brother who went to bed early and got up early. If it was later, he would have to go to the company to find someone. , he finally escaped from home, so he didn't want to go to the company and be caught by his own father.

The call was quickly answered by Yin Sheng, and Yin Luchen typed out in a burst of words, summarizing yesterday's hot searches on Lin Luo on social media, Lu Qixiao's call to tell him that he wanted to see Lin Luo, and his worries about Lin Luo. Said it out.

Yin Sheng quickly realized the seriousness of the problem. He stopped Yin Luchen from nagging, asked for Yin Luchen's address, said, "I'll come find you right away," and hung up the phone.

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While Yin Sheng and Yin Luchen were discussing countermeasures, Lin Luo had also gotten up early.

She put on beautiful makeup, dressed up a little, and headed to the studio with her small bag.

After all, she is now a well-known artist and can no longer be as casual as she was when she was a student.

Today Chen Xinghe was coming to the studio to formally sign a contract, and Lin Luo had to come to welcome this new colleague. He would also instruct her in martial arts and techniques in the future, and she wanted to have a good chat with him about her training plan.

Lin Luo's car was only halfway through when he received a call from Qiu Han.

"Xiaoluo, the entrance to the studio is blocked by Chen Xinghe's fans. You must not go to the studio now. I will take Chen Xinghe to my house first. Come and join us. Be careful not to be followed."

"Okay, I understand, you should also be careful."

Lin Luo had been to Qiu Han's home before. There was a large business district next to her home. Lin Luo parked his car in a paid parking lot around the business district and walked around the mall again. After making sure that no one was following him, he Walked to Qiu Han's house.

Qiu Han's house is a spacious three-bedroom and two-living room. Because today is a working day, her husband and children have gone to work and school. When Lin Luo walked in, only Qiu Han, Chen Xinghe, and assistant Huang Li were at home.

Qiu Han led Lin Luo to the living room, and happened to see Huang Li teaching Chen Xinghe how to send voice messages on his mobile phone.

"Click here, press and hold, and then speak." Huang Li pointed to the bottom of Chen Xinghe's mobile phone screen, and then Chen Xinghe pressed it and started talking, which made her anxious, "No, no, don't let go if you hold it."

Chen Xinghe was completely indifferent to Huang Li's anxiety. He slowly tried again. He pressed and held the voice button, hummed a song, and then released it to hear the notification sound that the message was sent successfully.

Huang Li opened the chat software on her mobile phone and saw the voice message Chen Xinghe sent to her. She breathed a sigh of relief, "Yes, that's it. If you have anything to do with work in the future, just send me a voice message like this." .”

"Can't I call you directly?" Chen Xinghe was puzzled. These electronic products were so troublesome. They changed every day. He updated them as soon as he got used to them. It was still more convenient to make phone calls.

"It's not impossible to make phone calls, but I have to work with you two artists now, and the workload can sometimes be heavy. If you send me voice or text messages, the work requirements can leave traces, and it will be more convenient for me to handle it."

Huang Li was sent as a confidant by Wang Yujin, and she was very capable at work. Lin Luo respected her very much and did everything as required. There was no reason to spoil the new Chen Xinghe.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit tense, Qiu Han quickly stepped forward to smooth things over.

"Teacher Chen, it's like this. You joined suddenly this time. We haven't prepared many things yet, and your team is still being formed. Huang Li is Lin Luo's assistant. She is just temporarily helping you with some work. The workload is indeed a lot, please bear with it."

"It's okay, I don't mind making voice calls."

Chen Xinghe still has the same cold look. Coupled with his handsome face and slender figure, it's no wonder that fans are so crazy about him.

Lin Luo sat down on the sofa next to Huang Li and took out his mobile phone to check the relevant status posted by Chen Xinghe's fans on social media. He probably knew why they stormed her studio.

"What is the background of this Linluo? Is the concert going to be held as soon as it is announced? [Shocked face.jpg]"

"No matter what her background is, as long as my brother Chen can really hold a concert tour next year, she will be my god!"

"Is the internet disconnected upstairs? There were rumors of her affair with the boss of Xie's Media last year. They both live together. There are real photos. [Lin Luo walks into Xie's villa.jpg]"

"More than just living together, Xie Yaohuan also took her to attend the year-end dinner of Sun's Enterprise at the end of last year. She was very pampered!"

"No, what do I think is that she and Internet celebrity writer Orange Superman are childhood sweethearts? Orange Superman even posted photos of his childhood."

"Childhood sweethearts are nothing. Xie's Media cast her in a TV series and promoted her as the heroine. Can it be the same?"

"Ah, you can't be in two boats, right?"

"Isn't it three boats? Yin Luchen also posted a photo with Lin Luo, and @Lin Luo Studio, so blatantly, do you dare to say that there is nothing between them?"

"Oh my God, isn't my brother the fourth ship? No, my brother can't sign a contract with Linluo Studio. I don't agree!"

"I agree with you upstairs. Brother Xinghe has been clean and self-sufficient for so many years, but he can't be led astray by Lin Luo, a woman who flirts with women. I beg you, brother, please don't sign the contract @陈星河"

"Refuse to sign the contract! Refuse to sign the contract! Brother Xinghe, please don't be confused!"

"Brother Xinghe, you are the last of my fans, Bai Yueguang. Please, don't get involved with those messy people. You must cherish your feathers!"

"I'm going to Linluo Studio tomorrow. Is there anyone who wants to come with me?"

"Together with me, we can't let Brother Xinghe sign the contract in a daze."

"I'll go as well"

"And I"

……

Lin Luo probably understood the causes and consequences of the fans' impulsiveness, and felt very speechless.

"Teacher Chen, your fans have very unique ideas. Isn't it too protective of you?"

Chen Xinghe snorted coldly, his words unforgiving.

"You can't blame them. I didn't expect that Mr. Lin, your love history would be so rich. They haven't even counted your Ah Bing yet."