The love story of a wealthy brother and sister

Seeing his McLaren, Wei Jin felt a little dizzy, thinking to himself how lucky he was to meet such a domineering president right after arriving in Shanghai?

So handsome and enthusiastic, and he has money?

Looks like I still have to go to a big city...

She was secretly delighted and couldn't help but secretly glance at Lin Jingran again. He was so handsome that her mood would improve if she looked at him a few more times.

While in the car, she glanced at Lin Jingran again and asked, "What's your name, Lin?"

"Lin Jingran, orderly and orderly,"

His voice was calm and emotionless, and of course he didn't look at her.

"Jingran, thank you for today," she began to introduce herself, "My name is Wei Jin, Wei for blue, Jin for splendid. My parents hope that I can have a bright future."

"Oh," Lin Jingran responded, "That's a good implication."

"Yes, that's why I came to Shanghai," she smiled, and when she saw the street stall approaching, she quickly asked him to stop the car.

"We're here. This is it."

There were no people or cars late at night, so Lin Jingran parked his car on the side of the road. Wei Jin loved spicy hot pot, and seeing that Lin Jingran was a little dazed, she took his basket and said, "I'll help you get it. I know what's delicious."

She smiled sweetly, and Lin Jingran certainly did not refuse.

"You seldom eat at street stalls, do you?" Wei Jin helped him break off the chopsticks and handed them to him after they sat down.

"I've eaten it a few times," Lin Jingran took the chopsticks and suddenly asked, "Where are you from?"

"I'm from Quzhou, Zhejiang. Have you heard of Quzhou duck head?"

Lin Jingran nodded.

"Our place is the only place in Zhejiang where you can eat spicy food," she said with a smile, "Have you been there?"

"No," Lin Jingran shook his head truthfully.

"The spicy hotpot for table 6 is ready," the boss called out, and Wei Jin stood up immediately, "I'll go get it."

Lin Jingran nodded.

Soon she brought back another bowl of spicy hot pot, placing one bowl in front of Lin Jingran and one bowl on her side.

"It's so nice to have a bowl of hot spicy hot pot in the cold winter~" She sat down happily and looked at Lin Jingran, "Eat it."

Lin Jingran also picked up the chopsticks and asked casually: "Do you have any brothers or sisters?"

"Me?" Wei Jin was a little surprised, but still answered truthfully, "I have a younger brother, so what?"

"You look like my girlfriend," Lin Jingran lowered his head and took a bite of the spicy hot pot.

"You guys always say the same thing," she couldn't help laughing, "like first love, like ex-girlfriend."

"It's true," Lin Jingran emphasized, "but it is indeed my first love."

"Okay, okay," Wei Jin smiled, "If your girlfriend knew you were standing up for another girl, she would probably be pissed to death."

"No," Lin Jingran's tone remained calm, "If she were here, she would help you too," he paused, then looked up at Wei Jin: "Besides brothers, do you have any other sisters?"

He returned to the main topic. Wei Jin seemed to be thinking about something, and suddenly said:

"I should have a younger sister, but we were separated when we were young,"

"Do you remember your mother's name?"

"She abandoned me when I was very young," Wei Jin's expression suddenly dimmed, and he ate something casually.

"How do you know she doesn't want you?" Lin Jingran's tone remained calm.

"My grandparents and dad all said that," she continued to mutter, without looking up.

"You should listen to what she says herself," Lin Jingran lowered his head and took a bite of his rice noodle, also lowering his head, "If you want to understand a person, you can't just listen to what others say. If you want to understand something, you can't just listen to one side of the story."

Wei Jin didn't say anything. After taking a sip of mineral water, he said, "My mother's name is Yu Xiu. She should be from Jiaxing."

Lin Jingran was shocked. He put down his chopsticks, raised his head and stared at her.

·

new York

Chen Ying bought a small apartment 40 minutes’ drive from Lin Yingci’s school.

"You can stay here during your IELTS exams and weekends," she glanced at Lin Yingci behind her and took her arm, "Having a home will keep you from feeling too adrift."

Lin Yingci nodded: "Thank you, Mom."

Chen Ying smiled and shook her head: "Let's go take a look at the new house and add something later."

Lin Yingci nodded again.

·

The apartment is only 88 square meters, on the 19th floor, and is already decorated. It only needs to be furnished.

"The view is great," Chen Ying called Lin Yingci over to have a look.

"It's really open," Lin Yingci glanced at the scenery outside and whispered, "Thank you, Mom."

"Don't keep thanking me," Chen Ying hugged her arm again, "When you get married, this apartment will be your dowry," she still smiled and hugged Lin Yingci affectionately.

Lin Yingci nodded, but she felt very bitter inside. After a while, she asked, "Can I go back to see you during the holidays?"

"Sure," Chen Ying smiled, and suddenly didn't know what to say.

"That is, I will go back to see you and dad during the Chinese New Year—"

"It's okay," Chen Ying looked up at her again, "You can come back at any time."

As she was talking, her eyes suddenly turned red. She wiped them away and quickly turned around to sit on the sofa.

In this world, besides Lin Jingran and Lin Yingfei, only Lin Yingci calls her "Mom".

People are all made of flesh and blood, it would be a lie to say that they weren't sad.

·

"Mom," Lin Yingci also sat down next to her and pretended to be relaxed, "It's okay, I think it's great to be out and see the world."

She smiled and held Chen Ying's hand again. Chen Ying also held her hand and looked up at the girl in front of her. She found that she really liked Xiaoci more and more, but since she read the diary, everything changed. She always saw the look of Yu Jie on her face - the woman who had once made her husband obsessed.

It's not that she no longer likes her, but it's hard for her to accept.

·

"You know, your father is a gentle and friendly person to everyone," Chen Ying began to choke up as she spoke, "and he loves you youngsters very much," she raised her eyes to look at Lin Yingci with a sad look, "but he has no patience with me and is often dissatisfied with me."

"Mom," Lin Yingci held her hand tightly, "I know, I know everything,"

Chen Ying's eyes were red, but she continued, "Recently I can't help but wonder if it's because he married me that this happened—"

"No, this has nothing to do with you," Lin Yingci hurriedly comforted, "No one is perfect. Dad is good in every way, but he lacks patience with the people closest to him. Even if he married someone he loves, it would end up like this."

Chen Ying and Lin Yingci looked at each other, and she slowly said, "You know, the long years are the wind, frost, and sword. It only has something to do with him, and has nothing to do with you."

Chen Ying couldn't help but hugged Lin Yingci.

"Child, I'm sorry for you,"

"I don't feel wronged. Why should I feel wronged when I come here to study abroad?" Lin Yingci also hugged her tightly. "Besides, I have such a nice apartment to live in."

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