When fishing beauty is bound to the rich system

Lin Xinran felt her heart pounding, and her face turned red as she heard Duan Ziyuan's low moans in her ears.

"I...that..."

Duan Ziyuan touched her long hair and said, "Go to sleep. I'm here with you."

Lin Xinran hugged his thin waist: "Please accompany me."

Why does he always feel that the eldest lady is so clingy today?

Was it because of drinking?

Duan Ziyuan looked at the clothes on his body and ruffled her hair: "Be good, take a rest first, I'll go downstairs to change into pajamas."

Lin Xinran responded obediently. Duan Ziyuan bent down and gently kissed her lips, then got up and left.

Lin Xinran tidied up the messy bed, leaving a large space for him, and then sat there obediently, leaning against him and hugging him.

"Xiaojiu, exchange for special medicine."

[Congratulations to the host for exchanging 10 points for the special medicine. The special medicine has been automatically applied to the host's wound. In order not to cause trouble, the special medicine will reduce the host's pain, but the swelling will not dissipate quickly.]

"Sure, that's pretty sweet."

Lin Xinran contacted Xiaoyuan in the space again and asked it to design the drawings of two laboratories and a factory.

When Duan Ziyuan opened the door, he saw his eldest daughter sitting on the bed with a silly look on her face, and he didn't know what she was thinking.

After hearing the door open, Lin Xinran looked at Duan Ziyuan, patted the empty seat beside her, and signaled him to lie down quickly and stop dawdling.

Duan Ziyuan's stern face softened instantly. After getting on the bed, he sat beside her carefully, afraid of accidentally touching her feet. Lin Xinran took the tablet beside her, turned on the variety show "Longing for Life", nestled in Duan Ziyuan's arms, found a comfortable position, watched the variety show and prepared to go to sleep.

After just a few minutes, Duan Ziyuan heard her steady breathing. He then gently took away Lin Xinran's tablet and turned it off. He carefully held her and laid her down before turning off the lights and falling asleep.

Duan Ziyuan's embrace was undoubtedly warm and made her feel at ease, but to her surprise, she actually had a nightmare.

It is still that abandoned factory.

Lin Xinran was tied up tightly with hemp ropes and her eyes were bound with a black cloth. She was trembling all over. She knew she had lost and she was still caught.

She knew what would face her next without even thinking about it. It didn't matter. It was just death. It was okay. Don't be afraid. As long as she could die peacefully, she would be reunited with her mother.

But did she die smoothly? Of course not.

She watched with her own eyes as her beloved sister slashed her face with a knife. She was a person who was very afraid of pain, but she endured the pain. Her pride would not allow her to scream out, let alone bow to this vicious woman.

She felt the knife cutting off her fingers one by one, chopping off her hands and feet. She clearly felt the sharp knife stained with her blood stabbing into her body again and again, and then stabbing into her heart.

It hurts so much. It really hurts so much.

Just as the knife pierced her heart, she woke up. Lin Xinran opened her eyes, looked at the endless darkness in the room, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably.

She bit her lower lip, trying hard to overcome the fear, and slowly backed away, afraid of waking up Duan Ziyuan. But she didn't know that the moment she opened her eyes, Duan Ziyuan also woke up.

In the darkness, a big warm hand held her steadily. Duan Ziyuan pulled her back into his arms, raised his hand to gently wipe the cold sweat from her forehead, and felt her trembling body, and couldn't help but frowning.

He wanted to get up and turn on the light, but Lin Xinran grabbed his arm and said, "No, don't turn on the light. I'm fine."

She must be in such a mess now, and she doesn't want others to see her in such a mess.

Her hands were so cold, as if they had been frozen in the cold wind for a long time. Duan Ziyuan held her hands in his, trying to warm them.

Lin Xinran felt Duan Ziyuan's actions, her nose became sore and tears fell out. Hearing her soft sobs, Duan Ziyuan suddenly panicked, hugged her in his arms, and patted her back again and again.

"Ranran, don't cry. Don't be afraid. You just had a nightmare, didn't you? Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. I'm here."

Is it a nightmare?

She would rather be.

Lin Xinran wiped her tears, nestled in his arms obediently, and held the quilt tightly with her hands.

He didn't know why she suddenly became like this. His intuition told him that this was not just a nightmare. In his heart, Lin Xinran was a very strong person, and a mere nightmare would not make her become like this.

"Duan Ziyuan, I'm fine, thank you, go to sleep." Her voice was soft and tender, with a strong nasal tone.

"I'm glad you're okay. Remember to tell me if there's anything wrong. Be good, go to sleep first, and I'll watch you sleep."

Duan Ziyuan always felt that her eldest daughter was too kind to be a chaebol.

Lin Xinran also felt so. Even though she had witnessed all kinds of evil in human nature in her previous life, she always felt that human nature was inherently good.

*

the next day.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the alarm clock rang.

Lin Xinran blinked in confusion, and a deep and magnetic voice came from above her head: "Awake?"

Then a large hand ruffled her hair.

Lin Xinran stretched lazily, responded, and turned over in bed, but was stopped by Duan Ziyuan halfway through.

"Did you forget about the injury on your foot?"

Yes, Lin Xinran turned back obediently.

"what time is it?"

"A little after eight."

Lin Xinran rubbed his aching head, probably because he didn't sleep well last night. He sat up and looked at his mobile phone. After getting out of bed, he tried his injured foot. It didn't seem to hurt as much as yesterday, but it still hurt a lot.

Duan Ziyuan looked at Lin Xinran jumping and skipping to wash up, then got up, left the bedroom, and returned to his own room.

Lin Xinran changed into casual clothes, took her computer and bag, and just opened the door, she saw Duan Ziyuan already dressed neatly and standing at her bedroom door waiting for her.

Duan Ziyuan took her bag, picked her up with one hand, and walked downstairs steadily.

Lin Xinran hugged his shoulders and neck with some fear. She was really afraid that he would lose his grip and drop her down.

Xu Jingqiu, who was waiting downstairs, watched the two people going downstairs, looked at Duan Ziyuan with some confusion, and then her eyes were fixed on Lin Xinran's bandaged foot.

"Miss, what's going on?"

Lin Xinran sat at the dining table and looked at her feet. "I ran into someone who didn't know how to do it yesterday. Sister Qiu, please check the Liu family and Liu Qingqing."