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"I guessed it a long time ago," Lin Qingqian took a sip of tea, moistened the dryness in her mouth, and said softly, "Didn't you stand on the opposite side after that incident?"

Lin Zhiyin looked out the window in silence, and sighed: "I don't want to be his enemy."

Lin Qingqian squeezed the aching brows, and tried to force herself, "Someone once told me to be careful about the surname Song, and I guess it was him. From the beginning, I..."

I thought it was Kiyoshi at first.

The subconscious joke was not spoken, but was swallowed back into the stomach.

There was bitterness in his mouth.

"Who told you?" Lin Zhiyin heard the swallowed little tail, took a deep look at Lin Qingqian, and then continued to ask as if nothing happened.

"Qing and I... an old abbot I met at Wanfo Mountain should be Xie's family."

Lin Zhiyin fell silent after hearing the words.

Wanfo Mountain.

Xie Zeqing was there.

The two looked at each other and smiled wryly.

Lin Qingqian rested her chin, her mind wandering.

When did it start?All of my life has traces of Song Qingyue.

She smiled helplessly, pulled away the pen, and wanted to write something, but when she looked at the tip of the pen, a conversation with Zhu Gong suddenly popped up in her mind.

"Did you accept bribes from Song Qingyue or Secretary Zhou?"

Zhu Gong tricked himself into attending the welcome speech.

At that time, she pulled out the tip of the pen that was bent by herself expressionlessly and threw it into the trash can.

She still remembered the little expectation hidden behind the cold words in her mouth at that time.It was all in the Cold War, but the feeling at that time was completely different from what it is now.

There was a solution to the problem at that time, but there is no solution to this problem.

Lin Qingqian closed the pen cap silently, put down the pen, and looked around.

Everywhere are Song Qingyue's bright eyes and bright teeth.

She turned her head to look at Lin Zhiyin who didn't say a word after learning the answer, and suddenly a trace of ridicule surged in her heart.

Probably the Lin family all look like this.

Lin Zhiyin also came back to her senses, shook her head, didn't know whether she was laughing at herself or who, and continued the topic just now, "The one who made the prophecy was Xie Er, Zeqing's biological father. If you win, you will retire."

"If it's him, it all makes sense."

Lin Qing raised her eyebrows shallowly, "What do you mean?"

"This old man is best at deduction." Lin Zhiyin took a sip of tea, "He has a very classic idea, which roughly means that if you know everyone's personality and thoughts, you can calculate his behavior trajectory and predict the future. The more details you know, the more accurate your future projections will be."

"Although he has been in the mountains for many years, he is also very clear about the affairs of the outside world. One of Song Chaodu's lifelong wishes is that the Lin Company, which has been filled with his hard work, can continue forever. But you also know that as a family business, the Lin Company In the context of the country, it will not last long, after all, our social form does not allow the emergence of real rich and nobles, which creates conflicts."

"Then Grandpa Song's way of resolving conflicts is to make the Lin family a mascot, and the Lin family will gradually reform into a more advanced corporate form." Lin Qingqian analyzed, shaking her head slightly, "Originally, if I wasn't so good, you would It should be supporting him."

Lin Zhiyin laughed, and nodded Lin Qingqian's head, "Stinky narcissist."

The atmosphere in the room became a little more cheerful, and Lin Zhiyin nodded, "That's right, if you don't have the ability to arrest Lin, who is strong on the outside but hard on the inside, I will support his reforms."

Lin Qingqian suddenly had a glimmer of inspiration, but it was a little erratic.

She suppressed the doubts in her heart: at least one fact has been confirmed now, Song Chaodu did not make an enemy of Lin Zhiyin in the original work.

Then who sent Lin Zhiyin to prison?Lin Qingqian didn't think Xie Wenting and Song Qingyue could overthrow this old fox.

"I almost thought of it." She muttered to herself, but her head started to hurt.

Lin Qingqian suppressed the discomfort, and smiled at Lin Zhiyin, "Then let's think about how to deal with Little Tail."

"Your personal information is pretty clean," Lin Zhiyin analyzed, "You don't have a problem with your life style, and he can't deal with it, nor are you greedy for power and wealth, and occasionally you handle things that are on the edge of gray. You can’t catch it cleanly, so that little tail has been following you now, wanting to get more information.”

Lin Qing shrugged, thinking it was ridiculous.

She was innocent, what a joke.

But it is also true, compared with others, she can be regarded as unstained from the mud.

She thought of Song Qingyue again.

"Lin Qingqian, you bastard!"

A deep sense of powerlessness returned.

"What about you?" Lin Qingqian recalled the thoughts that had been scattered several times today, and asked Lin Zhiyin softly, "Where's your hand?"

Lin Zhiyin laughed out loud, "Do you know how Mr. Luo and Mr. Xie commented on me?"

Lin Qing raised her eyebrows shallowly, "I would like to hear more about it."

"Lin Zhiyin, run up when you smell cheese, turn around and run if there is any danger; divide cakes faster than anyone else with a knife, don't even think about taking responsibility in front of the platform."

This is obviously not a good comment, but both of them laughed.

Lin Zhiyin spread out her hands, "Here, I am also innocent."

A hint of deep meaning flashed through Lin Qingqian's squinted eyes, but she continued to tease, "Then that little tail is destined to find nothing?"

"The next step should be to find other clues, go to various branches to investigate?" Lin Zhiyin guessed, "See if we can find something from the bottom."

Lin Qingqian knocked on the table, frowning slightly, "This is a bit difficult."

Although this kind of evidence obtained from the bottom will not really affect anything, it is indeed disgusting.

"By the way, in what name did Xiaowei go?" Lin Qingqian suddenly remembered something, "Private inquiry?"

"How is it possible?" Lin Zhiyin shook his head, "Song Chaodu gave him the title of inspector, which is considered a direct visit by officials."

Lin Qingqian snapped her fingers and laughed wantonly, "Then why don't we provide Mr. Inspector with a special car."

Lin Zhiyin was taken aback for a moment, then she pursed her lips and laughed, "Where did the driver come from?"

"I think Zhu Gong's driver is very good."

The two looked at each other, smiled and shook their heads.

"I'm very happy," Lin Zhiyin looked at Lin Qingqian gratifiedly, "I've heard about everything on the island, I also know about Qingyue and you, this time I'll see it for the first time, you want to see it Let's see how you are."

She stretched out her hand and gently touched Lin Qingqian's head, "I thought you would be depressed for a while, but luckily your level is still there."

"Of course." Lin Qingqian maintained a smile, "I'm not that fragile."

She put on her makeup carefully when she arrived in vain, and she looks pretty good now.

"But I heard from the secretary that you've been drinking a lot lately." Lin Zhiyin shook her head disapprovingly, "Drink less alcohol."

"I know, I'm quitting." Lin Qing opened her eyes and said nonsense.

Lin Zhiyin kept beating around for a long time, seeing that Lin Qingqian didn't take the bait, she finally couldn't hold back and asked the question, "How are you and Qingyue?"

Lin Qingqian's eyes lowered, "That's it."

"What about her?"

"Go straight back to school."

Lin Zhiyin stared closely at Lin Qingqian's eyes, trying to read some emotions from them, but all emotions were covered by Lin Qingqian's pure black and white eyes.

"How could she be willing?" Lin Zhiyin sighed, and then she was deeply worried, "You can't keep letting her go, this time, what's wrong with you?"

The best solution, timely response, calm balance, the least loss.

Lin Qingqian closed her eyes abruptly, preventing Wen Gui's smiling face from appearing in her mind, and said softly, "Maybe I'm really wrong."

"Tell her to walk a few steps towards you." Lin Zhiyin stood up and patted Lin Qingqian's head again, "Don't keep pandering to her."

"Understood." Lin Qingqian opened her eyes and smiled relaxedly, "Mom, I'm going back first. I have piled up a lot of work after going out for a long time."

Lin Zhiyin waved his hand, "Go, go."

She watched Lin Qingqian walk out of the room, her brows immediately twisted into a twist.

She is too familiar with the state of the two of them.

After all, I have experienced it myself.

Because of irreconcilable contradictions, they slowly parted ways.

"But we obviously like each other so much." Lin Zhiyin said softly.

I don't know if I'm talking about myself or Lin Qingqian.

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Just as Lin Qingqian walked out of the chairman's office and went downstairs to her own office, the phone rang suddenly.

Luo Yong howled at her anxiously, "Lin Qingqian, do you have any heart! Let Qingyue go to school alone! Don't you know how hot she is now?"

Lin Qingqian was taken aback, and rushed back to the office to open Weibo in three quick steps.

#宋清越入近学校# Explosion

Song Qingyue returned to school very late yesterday, and did not disturb too many people, but the news spread out today.

She glanced at the draft of the marketing account. She was just amazed that Song Qingyue went back to study after getting such traffic and recognition from the entertainment industry.

Lin Qingqian continued to scroll down, and soon saw various fan shoots, and even one was live broadcasting.

A dark crowd surrounded Song Qingyue, a small child was blocked in the middle of the road, wearing a hat and mask so tightly covered that she didn't want to speak, but there were still a bunch of long/guns and short cannons stuffed in front of her eyes.

"Song Qingyue, why do you still come back to study?"

"Will it affect the lives of other students?"

"Do you think being in the performing arts industry will affect your studies?"

"When is Qingyue's next play?"

Song Qingyue pursed his lips and furrowed his eyebrows without saying a word.

"Song Qingyue, did you break up with President Xiao Lin?" A discordant voice suddenly broke in, and a man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks asked loudly.

Song Qingyue's eyes turned cold, and his sharp gaze swept across the reporter.

The voices of the others suddenly fell silent.

The reporter was obviously not afraid of death, and continued to ask loudly: "Why didn't Xiao Lin follow you this time when he returned to school? We all know that you two are in focus."

Song Qingyue's vision hidden under the sunglasses flickered.

A month ago, when the two were still sticky discussing public matters.

"It's coming soon." At that time, Lin Qing smiled like a flower.

She suppressed the sense of gap and soreness in her heart, blinked her eyes to cover up the moisture, wanted to say something, and closed her mouth again.

Don't answer other questions, just answering this question is enough for many people to imagine.

Lin Qingqian stood with a chill in her body.

She said angrily to Luo Yong on the phone: "Qing Yue's contract is still under Yong Liang, why don't you protect her!"

Luo Yong was at a loss for words, and muttered: "Usually you don't allow me to interfere with Qingyue's affairs, aren't you responsible?"

"Now! Go get someone!"

"Yes yes yes." Luo Yong hung up the phone and was suddenly taken aback.

"Didn't I go to Xingshi to inquire about the crime?"

He shook his head, looking worried.

He also heard a little about what happened between the two.

"I was going to transfer Qingyue's appointment to the forest before, but it seems fortunate that I didn't. Otherwise, what would it be like now?"

Lin Qingqian sat behind the desk, crossed her fingers, pursed her lips, and stared at Song Qingyue in the picture.

He seemed to have lost weight and his complexion was not good.

She couldn't help laughing suddenly, and touched the computer screen, as if she could touch Song Qingyue's stinky face.

Looking at Song Qingyue's eyebrows greedily, he didn't even dare to breathe.

After all, she couldn't stand upright by her side, but fortunately, she could still protect her.

Suddenly, the screen changed in the live broadcast, only to see school security rushing over, chasing the reporters away, yelling loudly.

Song Qingyue bent down, ran along the chaotic crowd, and quickly ran out of the video range, only vaguely seeing figures.

There were two girls on the side, the girl with short hair drove the car, Song Qingyue bent down and got into the car, closed the door, started it, leaving a lot of reporters chasing the car jumping behind.

Lin Qingqian silently bowed her head and gave a wry smile.

Well, Song Qingyue can handle it well without himself.

She had a good life, someone cared about her, and someone protected her.

Myself, it doesn't matter.

She slowly opened the drawer, took out a Zhonghua from inside and lit it.

The dense aroma of burning tobacco rolled into her lungs, burning painfully.

She dialed Luo Yong's phone.

"The reporter who asked Qingyue about my question today, don't mess around."

The last thing I can do.

She hung up the phone and stared blankly at the snow-white ceiling.

We obviously love each other so much.

why?

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