The love story of a wealthy brother and sister

Actually, Wei Jin didn't want to cry, but she was indeed a little touched and did have a few tears, so she let them flow.

She had to deepen Lin Jingran's impression of her.

She had no other feelings towards Yu Xiu, she just felt that having her around was not a bad thing for her.

"Ajin, it's mom's fault that I haven't found you yet,"

"Let's not talk about the past," she just felt troubled, and comforted her while peeling shrimps.

"Don't cry anymore. Since we have met again, cherish this opportunity and just be nice to me in the future."

"Okay, okay," Yu Xiu was full of gratitude, "I'm not far from your school. Can I cook and send it to you later?"

"No," Wei Jin refused hurriedly, "Who at this age still needs their mother to bring them food——"

Seeing that she was a little disappointed, Wei Jin said, "I will come over to eat, don't worry..."

"Okay," Yu Xiu wiped her tears, suddenly remembered something, and took out a stack of cash from her pocket, "I will give you living expenses every month in the future, you can take this month's first,"

She handed the money over carefully. Wei Jin looked at the money and then looked at her, said "thank you" and accepted it.

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In New York, Lin Yingci received a call from Lin Xijia right after the morning class.

"Hello, Sister Xijia,"

"Xiaoci, I'm in New York."

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The two of them made an appointment to have lunch together near the school. She was very happy to see Lin Xijia.

"I haven't seen you for a long time. Why did you come to New York?" She took a sip of coffee and looked at Lin Xijia with a smile.

"There's a jewelry exhibition. I'll take a look." She moved closer to Lin Yingci, her eyes becoming somewhat distressed. "You've lost weight,"

Lin Yingci smiled and said indifferently: "Maybe it was because I took the IELTS exam some time ago, and the pressure was quite high."

Lin Xijia nodded.

"How are you doing in Paris?"

"How are you doing in New York" -

The two of them said it almost in unison, and couldn't help laughing.

"I'm doing fine in Paris," Lin Xijia answered first, "I often visit my aunt and grandmother. We plan to start another jewelry brand."

"Very good," Lin Yingci nodded.

"By the way," Lin Xijia took out an exquisite jewelry box, "I'll give you a brooch."

"This... I haven't prepared anything," Lin Yingci was very embarrassed.

"What are you going to prepare? I'm here to see you," Lin Xijia smiled and looked at the box again, "Open it and take a look. It's perfect to pair with a sweater in winter."

She opened the box and found a delicate white rose brooch inside.

"Thank you, I like it very much,"

"As long as you like it," Lin Xijia smiled and asked again,

"And you? How's it going in New York?" She looked at her tenderly;

Lin Yingci thought for a moment and replied, "It's not bad, it's just that I just started school and sometimes I can't keep up."

"What's your major?"

"Business administration," she smiled shyly, "I didn't know what to choose, my dad gave me some advice."

"It's pretty good," Lin Xijia affirmed, and then asked, "What about classmates, are you getting along well with them?"

"Very good," Lin Yingci nodded, "very enthusiastic, good at chatting, and very humorous,"

"That's good," Lin Xijia looked at her again and said slowly, "You know that when I was in Paris, Luo Jianan came to see me."

Lin Yingci was a little surprised: "How are you guys?"

Lin Xijia looked away: "Looking back, it was a long road, from the time I found out he cheated on me to today,"

She looked at Lin Yingci again: "But after getting through this, it's not so bad when I look back. But sometimes when I wake up in the middle of the night, I still feel unwilling and angry."

"I know," Lin Yingci also looked at her, "No matter how much two people love each other, they can never go back after what happened."

"He and I really can't go back," she also looked at Lin Yingci, "but your situation is different from ours,"

Lin Yingci restrained her smile, lowered her head and muttered: "There is no difference. We each have our own path."

"Did you know that Jing Ran almost had a fight with his uncle before?"

"Ah?" Lin Yingci was a little surprised, "Why?"

Lin Xijia sighed: "There was a misunderstanding before. Xiaofei misunderstood and passed the misunderstanding to Lin Jingran." She hesitated and glanced at Lin Yingci, "They all thought you were your uncle's illegitimate daughter."

Lin Yingci looked at her helplessly: "How is it possible?"

"But he believed it, and he drank for several days and didn't go to the company," Lin Xijia kept looking at her, "He didn't dare to see you, and he felt very complicated. Later, he secretly did a paternity test between you and your uncle and confirmed that he had made a mistake."

Lin Yingci no longer had a smile on her face, she just nodded woodenly. Lin Xijia also stopped talking, just giving her time to digest it.

"I just feel it's a pity, you were so good in the past—" she murmured,

"He and I," Lin Yingci also looked up at Lin Xijia, but there were clear tears in her eyes, "We can't go back."

"Why?" Lin Xijia was puzzled. "There is a misunderstanding between you. Can't you just open your hearts and talk about it and explain the misunderstanding clearly--"

"No way," Lin Yingci interrupted her, looked up at her again, and spoke after a while:

"Sister Xijia, I know you mean well and come to explain all this to me, but the matter between him and me is not that simple. I was raised by the Lin family, and they have been kind to me. I shouldn't be with Lin Jingran,"

Lin Xijia frowned, and understood roughly in her heart: "Let's not talk about this for now. I'll take you to the exhibition tonight to change your mood..."

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Late at night, Lin Yingci sat alone on the cold wooden floor of the room, holding a bottle of red wine and admiring the moon in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. She always had trouble sleeping when she first came to New York. An accidental class reunion made her realize that she could sleep well when she was slightly drunk, so she bought a lot of wine and kept it at home.

Seeing Xijia today, she finally understood a lot of things. No wonder he ignored her at that time. It turned out that there were those things...

But what's the use of knowing it now? She has already made a promise to Chen Ying, and she can't go back on her word.

She opened WeChat and found the blacklist column. She took a look at Lin Jingran's avatar. It had turned completely black at some point. She released him from the blacklist. After such a long time, he probably wouldn't look for her again.

She looked up at the moon outside the window again, and suddenly missed him:

Lin Jingran, is this also the bright moon you see?

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Wei Jin signed up for a national designer competition. Yu Xiu happened to have space at home, so she set up a small studio there. She was participating in a ready-to-wear clothing competition, and needed to rush to make clothes for the competition. She didn't go to class much during her years in vocational high school, but she learned the skills of making clothes from a tailor in town.

Somehow she always felt that clothing was closely related to her future, so she worked very hard to learn it, just like she now feels that she should learn English well. She believed in and respected her intuition.

"Ajin, it's late, why don't you go to bed first?" Yu Xiu stood at the door, not wanting to dirty her fabric and not going in. "You still have to go to class tomorrow."

"You sleep, I'm almost there," she said without even raising her head.

"Do you want me to help you?" Seeing that Wei Jin ignored her, she repeated, "Do you think I can do anything?"

Wei Jin then turned around and looked at her: "If you have time, please help me cook some noodles. I'm hungry."

"Okay," Yu Xiu agreed happily and hurried to the kitchen.

Wei Jin raised his head and glanced at her back, and suddenly felt relieved - it turned out that having his biological mother by his side was so happy.

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Three days later, one evening, a classmate found Lin Yingci in the gym and told her that someone was waiting for her at the school gate. She suddenly became nervous. Who needed someone to pass on a message when she couldn't even make a phone call?

Xijia knew that I was here, so it’s not surprising that he knew.

I just didn't expect it to be so soon.

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She packed her things and walked towards the school gate - even though her heart was beating fast, she tried her best to calm herself.

Lin Jingran was on the other side of the road, leaning casually against a black Lexus SUV, wearing a white polo-neck sweater with a white T-shirt underneath, khaki pants, and holding a bouquet of pink roses. Seeing Lin Yingci again made him feel as if he were in another world - she was still thin, with a high ponytail, very white, very plain, but absolutely beautiful, wearing a casual and slim light gray zippered sweatshirt suit - which made her look even more petite,

He watched her walk up to her and stand still, his heartbeat speeding up unconsciously.

"Long time no see," he took the initiative to speak. Lin Yingci also raised her head slightly to look at him, nodded, and asked knowingly: "Why did you come to New York?"

"Come to see you," Lin Jingran quickly answered her and handed the flowers over. Lin Yingci didn't want to argue with him and took them very readily. Lin Jingran couldn't help but smile and said, "It's almost time for dinner. Let's go have dinner together."

Lin Yingci stood still, just looked at the car and asked directly: "Where did the car come from?"

"I borrowed it from a classmate," he turned around and took a look.

She nodded and looked at Lin Jingran. Their eyes met. Her voice was gentle and pleasant: "I have a dinner appointment~ I'll buy you coffee."

After saying that, she got into the car, leaving Lin Jingran standing there in surprise.

After getting in the car, he couldn't help but ask, "Who do you have a date with?"

"Don't buy flowers anymore," she said without paying any attention.

"Why can't I buy flowers?" Lin Jingran asked cautiously.

"Flowers are given to lovers," she said calmly, without looking at him, "I don't need you to give flowers to my sister."

Lin Jingran thought about it and replied:

"Then I'll just give it to you."

"Just stop here. I go there often." She stopped answering him and continued to talk to herself.

Lin Jingran obediently parked the car and followed her into the cafe. After sitting down, Lin Yingci typed and said casually, "Say what you want to say now. I'll be leaving soon."

"Where are you going?"

"go to eat."

"Who are you having dinner with?"

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet. Lin Yingci put down her phone and looked at him, asking strangely:

"Should I report to you?"

"That's not what I meant," he denied hastily.

"If you don't get down to business, I'll leave," she picked up her bag.

"I have a lot to say," he said anxiously, "and I can't finish it in a short time."

"Then make it short," she finally looked at him seriously. His hair had grown a little longer, with some bangs on his forehead. He still had the same heroic eyebrows and eyes, but he had also lost a lot of weight.

"There was a misunderstanding between us,"

"Xijia told me," Lin Yingci took over his words, "Skip this part and talk about the other parts."

"For the rest, can you forgive me?" His voice was very low, but Lin Yingci heard it clearly and quickly replied, "You don't need my forgiveness."

"I need it," he kept looking at her, but Lin Yingci kept avoiding his gaze.

"I'm sorry, Xiaoci," he said calmly, "I shouldn't have lied to you about going on a business trip, and I shouldn't have gone to the bar that night—"

"Lin Jingran," Lin Yingci interrupted him and met his gaze, "This is your freedom, you don't have to apologize to me,"

"Then you forgive me,"

"You are my brother, there is no question of forgiving or not forgiving."

He opened his mouth to say something but didn't, and just asked gently, "Are you still angry?"

"I need you to understand one thing," she said word by word, "Since I entered the Lin family at the age of 9, I can only be your sister."

Lin Jingran's mood suddenly became complicated, but he tried to calm himself down. He suddenly remembered that Xi Jia had reminded him before that their problem might be with Chen Ying and Lin Yehao, so he said:

"If it's because of my parents, don't worry. I can convince them. At worst, I won't be in Hengyuan anymore."

He was still looking at her, but she suddenly stood up.

"Go back early," she put on her bag and looked at him, "Stop saying such stupid things."

Lin Jingran hurriedly followed her.

"I'm serious--" he defended himself.

"I'm serious too," Lin Yingci suddenly turned around to look at him and said loudly, "You're acting so stupid. You said you're not in Hengyuan, so where are you going? Are you going to ignore my parents' hard work?"

Seeing that she was a little excited, Lin Jingran hurriedly comforted her: "Calm down, Xiaoci,"

"Don't come to see me again," Lin Yingci whispered again. Lin Jingran couldn't help but wanted to hug her, but she dodged him. She stared at him and said word by word: "Go back home as soon as possible, otherwise I will hate you even more."

Lin Jingran also looked at her: "Then pull me off the blacklist,"

"Okay," Lin Yingci nodded, thought for a moment and said, "Go back, I'll pull you out."

"Let's have dinner together," he was still trying to get an opportunity for himself.

"I'm going back." Lin Yingci walked forward on her own.

"Then I'll take you there," Lin Jingran followed her again...

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