The love story of a wealthy brother and sister

Although Lin Yingci and An Yishang changed their tickets, they only returned to New York one day late. On this day, the driver drove the car and Lin Yehao followed to the airport to see them off. Along the way, he told her to eat well and told her not to study too hard and to get enough rest. He was sitting in the passenger seat and couldn't help looking back at her frequently. And she, facing her nagging father, was also reluctant to leave in her heart. But after getting off the car, she just gave him a gentle hug and quickly turned away. Without looking back, she

Lin Yehao looked at her back for a while, and suddenly felt that maybe he was really getting old, and his attachment to his children was growing deeper and deeper.

Lin Yingci also had mixed feelings in her heart - she couldn't help but tear up during the security check. An Yishang accompanied her quietly, and she tried to control her emotions. Suddenly, she looked at him again and smiled awkwardly, as if to defend herself. She whispered, "My dad has a lot of white hair."

"Yeah," An Yishang nodded, not intending to say anything, but gently put his arm around her shoulders - he understood her and never needed too many words.

Comfort means that I know your pain even without you saying it, and I will accompany you so that you can face your pain.

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In the afternoon, Lin Yingfei returned to London again. This time, Lin Jingran drove the car, and Lin Yehao sat in the passenger seat again - both went to see her off;

But Lin Yingfei didn't want to talk to them. She was busy sending WeChat messages to Xie Yunfei. Xie Yunfei mentioned that he could go shopping with her next time he went to London to see her. Lin Yehao and Lin Jingran happened to hear it. The father and son looked at each other. Lin Jingran quickly understood and coughed, then pretended to ask casually, "Who is it? Who do you want to go shopping with?"

"What's it got to do with you?" Lin Yingfei said without even raising her head.

"Is it not okay for my brother to ask?" Lin Yehao frowned and turned his head to look at her, but soon retracted his gaze and said with some dissatisfaction, "You are a little girl, be reserved."

"Not as reserved as your precious Xiaoci." Lin Yingfei responded almost subconsciously - but Lin Jingran exploded when he heard it: "You," he quickly turned around and glared at her, then turned his head and drove away, angrily saying, "Talking is one thing, but why do you always take her with you?"

Although she was still dissatisfied, she quickly shut up - although she was fearless, she was a little afraid of Lin Jingran.

"What's wrong with you?" Lin Jingran was still very angry and kept looking at her through the rearview mirror. "Why are you being so weird every day?"

Seeing this, Lin Yehao couldn't help but come out to smooth things over: "Okay, okay--"

"What's good?" He interrupted Lin Yehao again, his anger not diminishing at all, "You guys spoiled me. It's been like this since I was a kid."

Lin Yingfei suddenly put down her phone and stared at Lin Jingran's back. She didn't know what was wrong, but she started to talk like crazy: "She's already a couple with An Yishang, and you're still unable to let her go. It's funny to tell others about it."

"Fei Fei," Lin Yehao suddenly called her and reminded her seriously, "Brother is driving."

Lin Jingran had a gloomy face, but suddenly he laughed at himself: "Yes, I am very funny."

Hearing this, Lin Yingfei regretted it instantly. She moved forward a little, wanting to see Lin Jingran's expression - but Lin Jingran quickly turned his face away.

"I'm sorry," she muttered quietly, beginning to feel guilty, "I won't say it again."

"Yes, that's good." Lin Yehao also looked at Lin Yingfei, "It's okay——"

"Say I'm fine." He finally looked at her. It was a red light. Lin Jingran looked at Lin Yingfei with an extremely serious look and said word by word, "Don't talk about Lin Yingci."

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At a film event in Shanghai, Lin Jingran and Shen Jingxuan attended as investors, and Liao Ke also attended - she recently announced the good news of her pregnancy on Weibo, and her fiancé is a new and talented director;

She was not far from him, and Lin Jingran took the initiative to greet her. Liao Ke was also in a good mood. The two chatted for a while. When he saw the champagne on the table, he suddenly thought of something and asked her, "Can you drink?"

"No," Liao Ke shook her head, "I didn't drink."

"Yeah," Lin Jingran also nodded, and suddenly looked at her belly. Liao Ke took his hand and placed it on her belly: "Feel it."

Lin Jingran subconsciously wanted to reach back his hand, but he stayed for a while. He was suddenly filled with emotion and wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say, so he just reminded: "Remember to rest, don't get too tired."

"Yeah." Liao Ke also nodded and looked at him. The moment their eyes met, she clearly had a lot of regrets. She opened her mouth but her voice was extremely calm, "I know, you too."

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At night, Wei Jin came to Hengyuan to deliver documents, and smoked downstairs with Lin Jingran. He told her about meeting Liao Ke. Wei Jin listened quietly, and finally couldn't help laughing:

"After all, I drove three hours just to see you once," she stared at him and smiled a little strangely, "I guess I loved you once."

"There's no such thing as love or not love," Lin Jingran just kept smoking and muttered, "I always feel a lot of guilt towards her,"

"But you can talk to her properly," she blew out some smoke rings, staring into his eyes the whole time, "Why can't you talk to Lin Yingci?"

"It's not impossible." Lin Jingran also looked at her. Before he had time to think about this question, he only saw her thin face and obvious dark circles under her eyes, and asked hurriedly, "Have you lost weight? Why do you feel so tired?"

"It's possible," Wei Jin deliberately moved closer to him, "Preparing for the Fashion Week. It's a tough life. There's nothing we can do."

"Nonsense," Lin Jingran rolled his eyes and asked with concern, "You're going to do it yourself, and not let your employees do it?"

Wei Jin next to him frowned and stared at him as if lost in thought. He took the opportunity to joke, "It seems that I still need you to be here. You lost so much weight when I'm not in Shanghai."

"I need to confirm all the details myself," Wei Jin nudged him lightly, smiled and said, "That's right, I was totally lost when you were not in Shanghai."

"Tsk," he suddenly took the cigarette from her hand and stamped it out, "Girls, smoke less."

"Come and join us then," Wei Jin leaned closer to him, "I'll arrange a seat for you, sit next to me."

In the cold wind late at night, her long curly hair fluttered in the wind. It seemed that she had put on careful makeup today. The long eyeliner was slightly raised, which matched her beautiful facial features and added a bit of charm.

"It depends on the situation," Lin Jingran turned his head away and pretended to be cool, "I'm very busy."

"I know you're a busy man," she saw him throw away his cigarette butt, and quickly handed him another one, then lit his cigarette with one hand and shielded the wind with the other, and said seriously, "Isn't this an appointment in advance~"

Seeing her serious look, Lin Jingran couldn't help but smile. He took a puff of his cigarette and pretended to complain, "You smoke one cigarette after another. I told you to smoke less, but you wanted to smoke me to death..."