The movie star is crying, the CEO sister loves me

Practicing cooking is not the key. Lin Xingcheng knows that the key to Yi Yue's return is to explain the precautions for returning to school. According to the usual practice, he can explain everything from food and clothing to housing and transportation in one or two hours.

She has been accustomed to this since she was a child and has accepted her fate.

Linzhai is located in the most expensive area of ​​​​Beihuai City, the beautiful Lingze Lake Mansion, a natural scenic spot, which has been rated as the most beautiful scenery in Beihuai City, and it still cannot shake its status.

The total price of ordinary single-family villas here exceeds 10 billion. Lin Zhai also chose a superior location closest to the lake. The price is doubled, and the white tidal flats can be seen when opening the door.

It can be said that this is the "Xinlin House". The old Lin House is in the old military compound. After the grandparents retired one after another, they moved to Lingze Lake for retirement.

When Lin Xingcheng was a child, he and his grandfather would often fish in Lingze Lake with a small bench, blowing the lake breeze and watching the sun rise and set.

The black Cayenne leads directly to Linzhai along the asphalt road by the lake. Although there are nearly a hundred villas in Lingze Lake Mansion, the individuals are far apart from each other, separated by gardens and gardens, so people who live here will not visit each other. .

The environment is quiet and elegant. Apart from the staff driving forest rangers pruning trees and flowers along the way, the only ones left are guards.

Because of my grandfather and father, these guards were selected from the army and could carry weapons.

Passing through a large iron gate, equipped with the most advanced scanning equipment, only those with certified license plate numbers will be let through.

All the cars under Lin Xingcheng's name have certifications. Even though he is returning to his home, these procedures still need to be completed.

The driver parked the Cayenne next to the fountain, stepped down, opened the door, and raised his hand to protect Lin Xingcheng's head to prevent her from knocking her head.

When the driver entered the Lin residence, the two old men were already waiting by the garden, followed by the servants on both sides.

The old lady has gray hair, wears glasses, and has kind eyes. Mr. Lin is wearing a black Chinese tunic suit with tight buttons. His hair is as straight as it has been in ten years, and his eyes are sharp, exuding the majesty of someone who has been in a high position all year round.

Lin Xingcheng walked over quickly on high heels and said with a sweet smile: "Grandma, grandpa."

Grandma threw her open arms into her arms, hugged her shoulders, and pressed her cheek against hers.

The old lady was very happy to see her. She reached out and patted her back, and said with a smile: "You girl, you finally thought of me before going to school. It's so lonely living in Huaxi by yourself. You should have come back with me long ago." Live with grandma."

Mr. Lin clasped his hands behind his back and said majestically: "Nowadays young people like to be free and unrestrained by themselves. How can they be willing to stay with us two old guys?"

Lin Xingcheng raised his head and said with a smile: "Grandpa, the resentment in your words is about to overflow. Isn't Chengcheng back now?"

The old lady held Lin Xingcheng's hand and smiled: "Good boy, don't pay attention to your grandpa. Even if the sky falls, he will be embarrassed. Ever since you said you wanted to come back and live there the day before yesterday, he even talked about how to follow you before going to bed." The kitchen aunt said she would cook whatever you like."

"And today, I got up early in the morning and said that I would wait for you to come back. I told him that I would arrive in the afternoon, but he refused to listen and kept saying that I didn't care about his good granddaughter."

Being exposed by the person next to him, Mr. Lin was a little embarrassed and quibbled with a dark face:

"Don't listen to your grandma's nonsense. I got up early to exercise."

"Look, you are so old, yet you are still acting like a child." The old lady smiled and narrowed her eyes, pointing at Mr. Lin and complaining to Lin Xingcheng.

"Then let's give Grandpa some face, otherwise he will cheat again and not finish the meal with us."

Lin Xingcheng said softly, "It's my grandfather's dark history to cheat. He once skipped dinner because he couldn't argue with his grandmother."

Grandpa has a strange temperament. Perhaps because of his position, he has always been majestic and selfless outside. Only when he returns home and faces his relatives will he show his gentle and amiable side.

Lin Xingcheng had seen the way he was honored, and she had also seen him argue with his grandma until his face turned red, and he couldn't argue, and finally gave up.

Even so, grandpa is still as majestic as a mountain in her heart, and even her father has to quietly take a backseat.

Grandma was still talking, and she was always talking about Grandpa's childishness, how he kept every family treasure and was extremely meticulous.

Lin Xingcheng listened quietly, the corners of his mouth raised wider, and his smile became brighter. His grandparents had always been so energetic, sometimes bickering, sometimes warm.

Mr. Lin was helpless after being sued by his old wife, so he could only pretend to be serious:

"If you have anything to say, you can't go inside and say it. If you have to stand here and get cold, your granddaughter's health is already in bad shape."

"That's right. Look at grandma's memory. Come into the house quickly. It's warm in the house." The old lady woke up and quickly pulled Lin Xingcheng away.

Mr. Lin followed behind, neither close nor far.

"Grandma, walk slower, I'm not cold." Lin Xingcheng held her shoulders and told her to walk slower on the stairs.

The old lady said: "It's okay, it's okay, my body is much harder than yours."

"No way?" Lin Xingcheng was unconvinced.

As the old lady walked away, she said with a smile: "You are still making excuses. I think you have inherited your grandfather's temperament from another generation."

……

Lin Xingcheng sat chatting with her grandma in the living room, while her cold-faced grandpa sat aside and interjected from time to time.

Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, night fell, and in the evening, Yi Yue came back.

"baby!"

With an excited cry, Lin Xingcheng looked up from the sofa and saw her fashionable mother wearing a long white dress with a folded collar covering her slender neck. She had a small handbag in her left hand. She had a pretty face and short, ear-length hair, neat and tidy.

Yi Yue rushed over and sat next to Lin Xingcheng. She put her hands together and rubbed Lin Xingcheng's whole body.

Lin Xingcheng's head was drained and he pushed her: "Mom, are you going to learn massage? Have you changed careers?"

Yi Yue said: "No, I am checking the body of my dear baby. If there is a hair missing, I will give your brother a good beating."

"Mom, can you be reasonable?"

As soon as Lin Qingyang walked into the house, he heard that his mother was going to beat him. The reason was because his sister was missing a hair. It was unreasonable. With this family status, it can be said that there is no one in the world who is worse than him.

"Why are you old? You brat who can't speak, come here!" Yi Yue raised her eyebrows and raised her eyes. This man was just poking at her heart and lungs. This boy is so courageous!

Lin Qingyang sighed, walked over, threw his coat aside, and moved his face skillfully.

Yi Yue stretched out her hand and kneaded it until it was flat. She also commented: "My face is a bit dry, so remember to apply some moisturizer and essence."

Lin Xingcheng stood aside and said, "Second brother, my mother dislikes the fact that your face feels bad and it's too rough."

"You..., thanks to your brother doting on you, even if you don't help, you are adding insult to injury." Lin Qingyang shouted.

Yi Yue pinched his ears hard, and Lin Qingyang screamed, begging for mercy and admitting his mistake. Then Yi Yue pushed him away in disgust, turned around and hugged Lin Xingcheng, like hugging a stuffed kitten, she was so affectionate.

"My sweet little girl is still soft, fragrant, soft and sweet. Mommy likes it so much. She really wants to put you in her pocket, carry you with her every day, make you clothes, and dress you up beautifully."

Lin Xingcheng: "..."

Mom, don't be too exaggerated.