Lin Qingqian sat in Lin Zhiyin's study, lowered her head in thought.

There are already stars outside the window, tomorrow, oh no, the plane at seven o'clock today.

But she didn't feel sleepy, looking at the things in front of her, her heart was fluttering.

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"Mr. Lin, may I ask, as one of the few family-owned enterprises in China, will Lin's really choose a person who has no blood relationship with the Lin family as his successor?"

"What do you think?" Lin Zhiyin smiled meaningfully.

Lin Qingqian understood, "Then I should call you?"

Lin Zhiyin waved her hand, "I can't talk about these things yet." She looked at Lin Qingqian with a gentle expression, "Did Luo Yong tell you that he had a clue, but in the end it was nothing?"

Lin Qingqian nodded.

"I stopped it. The issue of your life experience involves a 30-year confidentiality regulation."

"How many years is it now?" Lin Qingqian frowned.

"It's been 29 years, even if you can't find anything, wait another year and you will know the truth."

"I don't understand." Lin Qingqian narrowed his eyes slowly, "You said, even if I can't find anything? It means, I can find something."

Lin Zhiyin smiled and said nothing.

it is more than words.

"Then how do I check?" Lin Qingqian was actually a little panicked. This was her first encounter with something in this world that she didn't know about but was closely related to herself—whether it was the original owner's memory or the original work. Lin Qingqian's background was not mentioned.

But there is a secret joy in my heart, probably the pleasure of uncovering the mysterious veil of unknown things layer by layer, or it comes from the throbbing of this body.

"Look at fate." Lin Zhiyin raised the corners of her lips.

Lin Qingqian wanted to swear.

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Lin Qingqian was sitting in Lin Zhiyin's study in the Lin family's house. Lin Zhiyin was still "restoring" in the hospital and did not return to the house.

Lin Qingqian lowered her head slightly: Lin Zhiyin said "follow the fate", but in fact, there is still a hint.

It was definitely something Lin Qingqian could find.

Anyway, the ticket is tomorrow morning, so why not look for it in the old house now.

She tilted her head and thought for a while, and came to Lin Zhiyin's study.

Sitting behind the solid wood desk, she looked at the desk.

The style is very familiar, she has used this type of table in her previous life, and ninety-nine percent of it is a sandwich box.

She hesitated for a while, but still started to find a mechanism: Lin Zhiyin revealed the news to her, she should have expected that she would go home to find clues.In a sense, what she found was what Lin Zhiyin wanted her to see.

The organ is not difficult to find, although the design is very ingenious, but it is just a piece of cake for people who use it frequently.

There was no password, which made Lin Qingqian feel sure that it was probably a clue that Lin Zhiyin had left for her.

A small box was turned out by her.Very heavy, like a piece of iron inside.

The locket also has no password.

Opening it, Lin Qingqian's hairs stood on end.

How could Lin Zhiyin have this thing? !

Inside is a swarthy gun, which can be seen to be some years old, but it is well maintained.

She carefully lifted it out of the box, looked in from the muzzle, and felt the palpitation of being targeted by a spy.

She flipped through the throbbing ninja, and checked the information on the Internet.

Type 77, mass-produced in 81, mainly used for police with guns, but also for foreign exchange export.

She let out a breath and fell back to her seat.

What is this?

She checked every corner of the surface of the gun. There was no signature or marking, it was just the simplest gun.

Just a gun?She smiled wryly, guns have been banned in China for so long, where did Lin Zhiyin get this one?

It was already night, she didn't turn on the light, she just sat in the dark like this, recalling Lin Zhiyin's smile, a tinge of panic filled her heart.

Lin Zhiyin, the wily and calculating head of the Lin family, is not her opponent at all in terms of means.

Speaking of Xiang Ye's time, it was obvious that she had already thought of all the ideas she could think of for her own test, and even prepared all the necessary materials, some of which could be called the secrets of Xiang Ye's secrets.She is ready for all this, just waiting for herself to fire;

And this time too, Lin Zhiyin set up the bureau, and she prepared the materials that can kill people with one blow. If she doesn't live up to it, even if she is a ruthless manuscript reading machine, she can complete the task. To put it bluntly , I am just a puppet in Lin Zhiyin's hands, a bronze player of the same level as Director Liu who was pushed out.

Such a Lin Zhiyin, show yourself a gun?Are you implying something to yourself?

Lin Qingqian didn't dare to think about it.

She forced herself to divert attention: if this was really a clue, where?

police?However, the descendants of the Lin family have not been prosperous, and they are basically passed on alone. I have never heard of any child of the Lin family who has been a policeman.

So... is it pointing to foreign countries?

How is this different from no pointing?

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Lin Zhiyin took a sip of tea.

Presumably the child has found the bauble he left for her.

She wondered with great interest: How would the child react?

Hope she can read it.

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"Sister Zhugong, are you sure Lin Qingqian will arrive at eleven o'clock today?"

Bamboo Gong sighed.

Miss Yue, you have asked me many times.

"Yes." She couldn't help but add, "You have made sufficient preparations, and Xiao Lin will always be pleasantly surprised."

Song Qingyue murmured: "I also think that I arranged for the whole night, and I didn't sleep all night."

Miss Yue is not a broken-mouthed person.Zhu Gong's thoughts diverged: who did he learn this from?

"Miss Yue, look, I have to pick up the plane."

Song Qingyue waved her hands hastily: "Go, go, go." Then she began to pace up and down uneasily.

Zhu Gong took a look at Song Qingyue, walked out of the decorated room, and drove to the airport.

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"Is Qingyue okay yesterday?" Lin Qingqian walked out of the airport and casually asked Zhu Gong beside him.

Zhu Gong lowered his eyes: "Yes."

Lin Qingqian looked suspiciously at the little secretary who lowered her head: "What did she do?"

"Mr. Xiao Lin, I beg you to forgive me, my mouth was sealed by a force majeure."

Lin Qing raised her eyebrows lightly: "Zhu Gong, the company has regulations that if it is a bribe that has to be accepted at the time depending on the situation, it can be handed over to the supervision department."

"Mr. Xiaolin, we don't monitor here."

Lin Qing smiled slightly: "This is the time to act flexibly." She stretched out her hand to Zhu Gong, "At this time, it's okay to hand it over to the immediate superior."

Zhu Gong and Lin Qingqian looked at each other with a smile, took out their mobile phone, and transferred money to Lin Qingqian's Alipay.

50000?Lin Qingqian was a little surprised, but at the same time felt a little nervous.

It seems that the child has made a big deal.

"Now you can speak."

Zhu Gong lowered his head and considered his words: "Mr. Xiao Lin, Miss Yue is fulfilling an obligation to you - based on the current relationship between the two of you, I think this is an illusory obligation for the time being, because this The relationship defined by Miss Yue has not been approved by you. But it is worth affirming that this obligation will never make people unhappy in its essence, but will bring pleasant enjoyment. Over the years, This obligation has almost become a custom, and it will even be upgraded to a temporary law whenever certain festivals are suitable for two people to go out together..."

"Wait," Lin Qingqian stopped and looked at Zhu Gong.

"You said Song Qingyue prepared a gift for me?"

"Yes, Boss Kobayashi."

"Oh my god, the biggest scare this year." Lin Qingqian muttered, took a deep breath, and got into the car.

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Lin Qingqian hesitated at the door and dared not knock.

Zhu Gong ran away quickly after sending himself up to this floor, the kind of running away like a girl, not at all the elegant temperament of an outstanding student of the Lin family.

She raised her hand, intending to knock on the door, then retracted it, took another deep breath, and finally put her hand down.

In the elevator, Zhu Gong typed quickly.

【Miss Yue, Boss Xiao Lin has arrived at the door. 】

Song Qingyue did not reply.Zhu Gong put away the phone.

Miss Yue, within the scope of my duties, I can only help you with these things.

While Lin Qingqian was still struggling, the door of the suite was suddenly opened, and by accident, she was quickly pulled into the room by a hand.

Then she felt that she was pressed against the door by a force, and the familiar scent came to her face. The child clasped herself in her arms and put one hand on the door.

Lips are caught.The child first took two bites hard, and then became gentle, and carefully traced her lip shape, swimming back and forth on her lips reluctantly, then pried open her lips and teeth, and drove straight in.

Hmm... my legs are a little soft.

Lin Qingqian could barely stand still relying on Song Qingyue's hand and the door panel behind her.

She felt that the kiss lasted more than ten minutes before the child reluctantly let go of her lips.

Then he pecked lightly on her red and swollen lips before withdrawing his hand.

Lin Qingqian pressed the door panel behind her and stood up straight.

"What are you doing?" She pretended to be threatening.

Song Qingyue was confident and confident: "Actors are easy to perform badly if you don't practice for a day. Let me try to see if you have regressed."

Lin Qing gritted his teeth shallowly.This kid is really fat.

"Lin Qingqian."

"Ok?"

"Take two steps in."

Oh, surprise (jing) and joy (xia) are coming.

Lin Qingqian got ready, one step...two steps.

Song Qingyue opened the bedroom door.

Inside is a sea of ​​roses.

The author has something to say: Mr. Kobayashi in front of people: Don't say that you didn't predict it!

Mr. Xiaolin in front of Song Qingyue: Uh...the legs are so soft.

As expected of you, Mr. Kobayashi!

(Please automatically bring in the Gouzi expression pack of Xiaoming Riding the Wind and Waves, which is very popular recently)

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