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"Thank you, old man." Luo Zhu stretched out his hand to the old man dressed as a fisherman outside the ward.

The old man wiped his hand on his clothes in fear, making sure it was clean, and then held Luo Zhu's hand carefully, "It's all right, this is what I should do, human life is the most important thing, human life is at stake Well."

Luo Zhu smiled, and then said, "By the way, I have to remind you that your fishing boat and fishing gear will be confiscated by the Luo family. This lake is private and illegal fishing is not allowed."

The old man's face collapsed in an instant, and he murmured, "Then how can I support my family?"

"The one you rescued was a great person. Fortunately, you caught it in time and she was out of danger. To express her gratitude, her family has a card with 4000 million in it, which is enough for your life." Luo Zhu handed over a card, "Stop doing such illegal things secretly in the future, and live your life honestly."

"The lake is there, the fish are there, you can go fishing, why can't my old man be able to fish? It's not right." The old man muttered, still took the card in his hand, and the smile on his face gradually became sincere Get up, "How embarrassing, thank that lady for me."

"Don't worry, I will. You deserve this card, remember not to say anything." Luo Zhu said a few more words and said goodbye to the old man politely, then turned his head and looked worriedly at the closed door.

Lin Qingqian survived the catastrophe, the luck of the misfortune - the speedboat didn't directly hit her head-on, it just hooked on the side of the boat and just brushed against her.Otherwise, with the horsepower of the speedboat, Lin Qingqian would have suffered internal bleeding and died immediately. How could he wait for the fishing boat to arrive and lower the fishing net to catch her.

Another call to 120 and artificial respiration and cardiopulmonary resuscitation were performed.

The doctor said that apart from a few skin injuries, Lin Qingqian was fine. She checked her internal organs carefully and found no bleeding. The fractured left leg had already healed, so there was no serious danger if it got wet.So he was quickly pushed out of the emergency ward and transferred to the general ward.

For some reason, Lin Qingqian, who should be fine, still hasn't woken up yet.Lin Zhiyin and Song Qingyue were guarding the ward.

Of course, there is also a group of people from the Xie family.

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Xie Zhengbang led Xie Wenting, Xie Wengu, and stood respectfully and honestly in front of Lin Qingqian's hospital bed, "Zhi Yin, this kind of thing is something that no one wants to see happen, I brought this child to you, you You can punish him however you want, I have no choice but to punish him."

"Brat, kneel down!" He kicked Xie Wenting hard on the back of the knee, and Xie Wenting really knelt down straight, with his head down, neither looking at Lin Zhiyin nor saying a word.

Lin Zhiyin didn't even look at him, her expression was indifferent, but the slight movements of her fingers showed her inner struggle, "I can't decide this matter, I will talk about it when Qingqian wakes up, she can do whatever she wants."

Song Qingyue didn't seem to hear Xie Zhengbang's words, but just held Lin Qingqian's pale and thin hand.His five fingers dug into her palm, feeling the coldness of her palm, so he kneaded even tighter, as if he wanted to lend Lin Qingqian the warmth of his body.She looked down at Lin Qingqian's slightly frowning brow, and stretched out her hand to smooth it out.The hand that was caressing it bounced up suddenly, as if frightened.

"Mom, Lin Qingqian's forehead temperature is so high." She looked up worriedly, looked at Lin Zhiyin, and asked anxiously, "Do you want to call the doctor?"

Lin Zhiyin frowned upon hearing this, and stretched out his hand to touch Lin Qingqian's forehead, then withdrew his hand in surprise, with a bit of worry in his eyes, and rang the bell beside him.

"Doctor, take a look, what's going on with her?"

The doctor who arrived quickly took Lin Qingqian's temperature first, then looked at her heart rate and blood pressure, and frowned in confusion, "The patient's life is not in danger, and all the indexes are normal. It may be that the water is too cold. I have a fever, but it’s just a low-grade fever. Now the patient has not woken up, and the corresponding pathological symptoms have not yet appeared, so it is not easy to prescribe medicine, let’s try physical cooling first.”

Lin Qingqian's forehead was quickly covered with a white towel soaked in water by the nurse. The huge towel made her face petite and fragile, like a cracked porcelain doll, making her pale and feeble.

Xie Zhengbang and Xie Wengu looked at each other, "Zhiyin, I will ask Wen Gu about the situation first, and then I will report to you. I will not disturb Qingqian's rest for now."

He pointed to Xie Wenting who was kneeling on the ground, "Just kneel here for me, honestly, don't get up, understand?"

Xie Wenting still had such an honest and dull look, his eyes were dull, he nodded slightly, and said in a low voice, "I understand."

"Zhiyin, look at this..." Xie Zhengbang rubbed his hands together and smiled awkwardly, "Did I take someone out first?"

"Get out," Lin Zhiyin couldn't hear any emotion, but Xie Zhengbang shuddered for no reason, and hurriedly led Xie Wengu out.

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"What the hell happened?" Xie Zhengbang angrily pulled Xie Wengu to a hidden corner, and growled at Xie Wengu, "Where did I ask you to take the medicine? Why did that boy Xie Wenting push him down?" The medicine is chronic, Lin Zhiyin is unlikely to find out the clues, this is good, when Xie Wenting avenged his personal revenge and didn't look at it, we completely angered Lin."

Xie Wengu lowered his head, recalling in his mind the cold eyes of Xie Wenting after he climbed ashore in embarrassment.

"How should I tell Xie Zhengbang, don't I need to teach you?" His expression was indifferent and regretful, his fingers clenched into fists, trembling slightly, as if he was afraid and nervous, "Just push all the blame on me. Let’s just say that after thinking about it, you still feel that you have to cooperate with Lin, and you can’t prescribe Lin Qingqian, and then throw away the medicine.”

"Do you think we can still cooperate with Lin's?" Xie Wengu just got up from the water, with a few water plants stuck to his face, his whole body was wet, and he was very embarrassed.

But he had never talked to Xie Wenting so confidently before, and he clenched his fists, "Did you deliberately calculate the time when the speedboat came?"

Then, for the first time ever, he saw a bewildered expression on Xie Wenting's face, "No, I didn't mean to count," he was horrified to find that Xie Wenting's eyes were red and he choked up slightly, "I just want to push her away." Just go down."

Xie Wen laughed back angrily, "I just want to push her down? Xie Wenting, look at what you said, is it human?"

He looked angrily at Xie Wenting whose fingers were clenched tightly, "Our cooperation with Lin's has been blown away."

"What are you thinking?" Xie Zhengbang growled impatiently, "You'd better give me a reasonable explanation."

"I didn't intend to take the medicine, I threw the bottle of medicine away. I still have a little conscience, and I don't want to do such a nasty thing." Xie Wengu had no expression on his face, and said the confession that he had colluded with Xie Wenting long ago.

"Conscience?" Xie Zhengbang laughed back angrily, with a little surprise, "Why didn't I know that you were still thinking about such extravagant things."

"I admire Lin Qingqian very much." Xie Wengu paused for a moment, and changed his words closer to his heart. Lin Qingqian's image of stalking fish vigorously while fighting with him appeared in his mind, "but I never thought that Xie Wenting would hate her so much." He frowned slightly, and looked at the irritable and anxious Xie Zhengbang, "Why does Xie Wenting hate Lin Qingqian so much?"

Xie Zhengbang took a deep breath, "It's not that he hates Lin Qingqian, he just hates Lin Zhiyin, he just loves the house and the crow." He scratched his head and said distressedly, "It's not even hating, Lin Zhiyin didn't do anything right. What did he do that was too much, on the contrary, Lin Zhiyin is his teacher, so he should be kind. But... just like the one who betrayed, he always bites more fiercely, because he has a guilty conscience."

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In the ward, Lin Zhiyin was sitting on the seat beside the hospital bed, holding Lin Qingqian's hand, and staring at the person kneeling in front of her - her former favorite student.

"Why did you do this?" Lin Zhiyin closed his eyes wearily, "Xie Wenting, you are going too far."

Xie Wenting lowered his head even lower, almost kneeling on the ground, his voice was low and respectful, filled with guilt, "...Sorry."

Lin Qingqian hooked his chin with her toes, forcing him to raise his head. Looking at Xie Wenting's colorless eyes, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, "I won't do anything to you."

How can there be any reason why the master chased and killed the traitor himself?

"When Lin Qingqian wakes up, she can deal with you as she wants."

Xie Wenting bowed his head, just like the weak and powerless appearance many years ago, "You are welcome."

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"However, the strange thing is why Xie Wenting rebelled at that time." Xie Zhengbang lit a cigarette and puffed out the smoke irritably, "He is very popular with Lin Zhiyin, and Lin Zhiyin taught Xie Wenting everything she could. Taught, even if Xie Wenting is from the Xie family, there is no reason to rebel."

Xie Wengu looked at the thick smoke exhaled by Xie Zhengbang, felt a kind of physical disgust for some reason, turned his head away, and coughed heavily.

He thought of Lin Qingqian who was smoking a cigarette in the sun.

"What was the situation at that time?" Xie Wengu slowed down and looked at Xie Zhengbang again, "I heard that the Lin family was very difficult at that time."

"That's right. At that time, Mr. Lin had just passed away, and Lin Zhiyin had no relatives. Those who were able to use and dared to use were a group of people cultivated by himself. At that time, Xie Wenting was also considered her confidant, and he had a lot of confidential information about Lin's family. However, he failed Lin Zhiyin's trust and ran back to Xie's house with these materials, and back to Xiangjiang." Xie Zhengbang recalled with his eyes narrowed.

"At first we thought it was Mr. Xie who asked him to come back. It is reasonable that he would be reused. It was indeed like this at the beginning. At that time, Xie Wenting was the most famous name among the three generations of the Xie family. You should also know." Xie Zhengbang patted Xie Wengu's shoulder, "At that time, you seemed to be studying abroad."

"But it may be that Lin Zhiyin is still somewhat guarded against him after all. The information he brought back was half-true and half-false. The Xie family launched several tentative collisions with Lin based on the information, but all ended in failure. The whole family of Xie's family didn't trust the child that Lin Zhiyin had single-handedly taught. After coming and going, Mr. Xie also thought that Xie Wenting was useless, so he threw him back into the corner. Xie Wenting's brilliance was also short-lived." Xie Zhengbang shook his head. , sighed, "So, as a human being, don't betray easily. Look at Xie Wenting, if he has been obediently and obediently beside Lin Zhiyin, how could he end up in this desolate state?"

"By the way, let's put all the blame on this kid Xie Wenting this time." Xie Zhengbang took a breath, "You did a good job. If you can react immediately and dive to save people, it should be Lin Zhiyin. There are a lot of good feelings. And Xie Wenting himself has an enmity with their Lin family, let them bite dogs."

Xie Wengu nodded in agreement, "Then shall we still cooperate with Lin?"

Xie Zhengbang spat, "Cooperation is a fart. It is a great thing to settle this matter with Xie Wenting. Still cooperate? Lin Zhiyin must not eat the Xie family alive."

"However, I talked about 18% of the shares." Xie Wengu still wanted to argue, "The words left by grandpa before his death also let us not lose touch with the mainland."

"Bah, the old man is so old, what judgment can he make?" Xie Zhengbang waved his hand, looked at Xie Wengu, with suspicion and vigilance in his eyes, "go home, stay honestly, those properties of yours Also stop for a while and don't move, wait for this incident to pass."

Xie Wen was taken aback for a moment, then became anxious, "My businesses are at a critical moment, if I don't take charge of the overall situation, who will take over?"

Xie Zhengbang took a deep puff of the cigarette until the sparks reached the butt of the cigarette, then he said impatiently, "Let Xie Wen fly away, he is your elder brother after all."

Xie Wengu looked at the back of Xie Zhengbang walking away, madness and viciousness flashed across his face.

It turned out that he was waiting for him here. After all, Xie Zhengbang was Xie Zhengbang, an old fox.

Taking advantage of this matter to let go of my power, those projects that are about to produce results are directly given to Xie Wenfei, isn't it just picking peaches?

"This eating is really ugly." His face was dark, and his eyes were hanging down, looking a little more helpless and sad.The crazy impulse in my heart rose.

He suddenly remembered one of Xie Wenting's favorite words.

That day, he and Xie Wenting met for the first time, and he didn't care about this man who was hiding in the shadow corner at all.It wasn't until the other people around him left that he stopped him calmly, "Wen Gu, wait a minute."

He stopped in his tracks, turned his head in confusion, and then seemed to be bewitched by the devil, and closed the door according to his will.

Then, he became a puppet in Xie Wenting's hands, with a glamorous appearance, but in essence, he was rotten.

He remembered that conversation, Xie Wenting's last sentence.

"Wen Gu, don't betray easily," Xie Wenting, who was huddled in the corner, held a cigarette for women in his hand, took a puff, and said slowly, "You can't afford the price of betrayal."

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"You can't afford the price of betrayal. It doesn't matter if it's the first time or the second time." Lin Zhiyin no longer looked at Xie Wenting who was kneeling on the ground, but turned to Lin Qingqian who was still lying on the bed, Gently let out a mouthful of foul air.

Xie Wenting raised his head suddenly, a sharpness flashed in his eyes, "Mr. Lin, can I have a few words with you alone?"

Lin Zhiyin seemed to have expected that he would say this, and said the heart-pounding words unhurriedly, "I refuse."

Xie Wenting's expression gradually became grim, "Teacher, you'd better listen."

"Are you threatening me?" Lin Zhiyin turned to look at him, raising her eyebrows in surprise.

"Don't dare." Xie Wenting quickly lowered his head, "I think you need to listen to me."

Lin Zhiyin held Lin Qingqian's cold hand, pondered for a moment, looked up at Song Qingyue with a gentle expression, "Qingyue, get out for a while."

Song Qingyue pursed his lips, looked worriedly at Lin Qingqian on the bed, and then at Lin Zhiyin, his eyes signaled her to be careful of Xie Wenting, and slowly pulled his hands away from Lin Qingqian's.He stood up slowly and walked away step by step.

"This child," Lin Zhiyin laughed, "I still have nothing to worry about."

Xie Wenting stared blankly at the helpless yet familiar smile on Lin Zhiyin's face, and closed his eyes, "Teacher, I'm sorry..."

No one heard what happened next, except the two people in the room.

Of course, no one noticed that Lin Qingqian's hand moved slightly.

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Lin Qingqian looked around at the scene.

A white room, a vast expanse of whiteness, is like the futuristic sense of technology that often appears in movies.

She froze for a moment and pinched herself.

Doesn't hurt, it looks like I'm dead?

Is this heaven?

She tentatively called twice, "Is anyone there?"

"How about a receptionist? Where are the angels?"

"If you don't have wings, come out alone anyway."

"Just leave me here, be careful and complain to you after I check in."

The people behind looked at the yelling Lin Qingqian, feeling a little helpless, coughed twice, "I'm here."

Then she saw Lin Qingqian was like a startled cat, her hair was blown up.

Lin Qingqian turned her head and saw "Lin Qingqian" who looked exactly like her. She was taken aback for a moment, and then realized, "Ah, it's you. Long time no see."

"Lin Qingqian" looked down at her outstretched hand, the corner of her mouth twitched, but she still shook it.

"This is my second visit, can you tell me where this place is?" Lin Qingqian turned her head and looked around, "There is not even a chair, are you tired?"

She snapped her fingers, and a wooden chair appeared behind Lin Qingqian.

Lin Qingqian sat down complaining, "It's very uncomfortable. My body should lie comfortably on the bed. Why can my consciousness only sit on such a hard chair that doesn't conform to human mechanics?"

"Lin Qingqian" curled her lips, "Have you never heard of being self-sufficient and well-fed?"

Lin Qingqian smiled and nodded, "Ha, I know where this is," she snapped her fingers, her voice was clear and sweet, "Is that so?"

The wooden chair under her body suddenly turned into her favorite lazy fabric sofa. She sank into the soft fabric and snapped her fingers again, and an identical sofa appeared behind "Lin Qingqian".

"Please sit down," Lin Qingqian leisurely motioned for the person opposite to sit down.

"You're good at turning your back on the customer," "Lin Qingqian" smiled, and really sat down.

"Isn't this my consciousness space? You said last time that you are me, why do you turn me into an anti-client now?" Lin Qingqian seems to have changed here, becoming sharp-tongued and good at complaining , or this is her real appearance without repression, "By the way, are you the original owner?"

"Lin Qingqian" hesitated for a moment, "It is difficult to judge from a common sense, but according to the judgment rules in my heart, I should be a complex and diverse complex, including parts that belong to the original owner and parts that are not her. The two are fighting each other and are also merging with each other. This complicated situation has troubled me for a long time, of course..."

Lin Qingqian's head hurt from hearing this, "Why do you look like Zhu Gong?" She straightened up, "Just tell me, yes or no."

"Yes..." The man opposite nodded, then shook his head, "No."

"It's really beautiful," Lin Qingqian muttered, "By the way, is it my illusion?" She looked at "Lin Qingqian" in confusion, "I think you are much more lively than last time." "Really?" The man raised his eyebrows and touched his face, "I think so too. I have to say that you are also much more proficient than last time."

"The first time is raw and the second time is familiar." Lin Qingqian thought for a while, then snapped her fingers again, and a glass of red wine and a bowl of fried chicken suddenly appeared beside her. "I've been wanting to mix and match like this for a long time, do you want a piece?" She looked at "Lin Qingqian" opposite and waved her hand.

"We don't have a sense of taste," the man shrugged helplessly, "You're just messing around, and your brain is easily overloaded."

Lin Qingqian forcibly handed her a piece of fried chicken, "Try it, I promise you will feel it."

She looked at the fried chicken that was forcibly stuffed in her hand, and twitched the corners of her mouth.

I have to say that the fried chicken looks pretty good, filled with golden juice, and the crispy shell is white and tender chicken, which looks delicious.

At first glance, it is easy to accidentally eat too much and get a stomachache from the wonderful fried chicken.

"Lin Qingqian" tentatively stuffed a mouthful into his mouth, then his eyes widened in shock, "It really tastes good, how did you do it?"

"Simulation," Lin Qing said with a slight smile, "the taste can also be simulated." She ate fried chicken and drank red wine, and then choked up, "Ahem, cough, as expected, this combination is not very good." She He threw away the red wine and replaced it with iced Fat House Happy Water.

"If only I could come to this place often," Lin Qingqian complained, "I can eat as much as I want without worrying about getting fat."

"Lin Qingqian" carefully wiped the fried chicken juice off her fingers, and when she heard her words, she complained, "Then your brain will be overloaded sooner or later. You don't come to this place whenever you want, you have to come when you encounter a major stimulus or are on the verge of You can only come in the state of death. Just like last time and this time."

"That means I'm not dead yet?" Lin Qing raised her eyebrows and looked at "myself".

"I'm not dead, there's nothing wrong with it except that everything hurts when I wake up." "Lin Qingqian" sneakily picked up a piece of fried chicken, "Your child was crying so hard, so next time, don't be so self-righteous and feel like you I can control everything now." She curled her lips, "You still lost your temper at me, obviously you didn't pay attention."

"I can't help it. I thought about it all night, but I didn't even think about why Xie Wenting wanted to kill me." Lin Qingqian took a sip of happy water, letting the bubbles burst in her mouth, "He just took the blame. It should be Xie Si who warned me about the explosion, so why did he push me?"

"Ah, that's why I called you here this time," "Lin Qingqian" smiled happily, then froze for a moment, cursing, "Damn it, you led me off topic from beginning to end, I should have Play a memory for you and leave."

"Ha," Lin Qing smiled, "You are really much more lively than last time."

"Okay," she gave Lin Qingqian a white look, and snapped her fingers.

The scene around the two changed, as if they were in a movie theater, "Lin Qingqian" handed Lin Qingqian a piece of popcorn.

"Why isn't it in VR this time?" Lin Qingqian complained, taking out a handful of popcorn, "Didn't it be great last time?"

"Then your brain is really overloaded, who told you to make so much fried chicken?"

Of course, what was played on the movie screen was not a movie, but Lin Qingqian's memory fragments, some from a long time ago, and some from the past few days.

Lin Qingqian looked at it, her brows gradually furrowed, and the popcorn stopped.

"See the problem?" "Lin Qingqian" said vaguely after taking a sip of Feizhai Happy Water.

"My God," Lin Qingqian sighed dumbfounded, turning her head to look at the people around her, "Is that what I think?"

"Lin Qingqian" curled her lips, "I'm not you, how do I know what you're thinking?" She shook her head slightly and sighed, "But we are one, with the same thinking mode and the same memory, I think What I thought was similar to yours. Huh? What are you doing?" Lin Qingqian didn't give her a response, she turned her head in confusion, only to find that the man had conjured up a pen and paper at some point and was struggling A quick book.

"You are……"

"Shut up and let me sort it out."

"...Okay." "Lin Qingqian" retreated into the chair aggrievedly, snapped his fingers, and the memory fragments of Lin Qingqian playing on the screen became "Detective Sherlock".

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"Hmm." Lin Qingqian woke up slowly with a splitting headache.

Is this what brain overload feels like?She looked around, but there was no one around.

"Lin Qingqian, are you awake!?" Song Qingyue came in with a basin of warm water and a towel, and when he saw Lin Qingqian sitting up, his eyes turned red instantly, "Do you know that you have slept all day?"

The doctor felt that Lin Qingqian should have woken up a long time ago, but Lin Qingqian had been sleeping all the time, and there was no abnormality in any physical data - except for intermittent brain fever.

Later, Lin Zhiyin sent Lin Qingqian out of the hospital for observation, and now she is lying in a room on the third floor of Huating.

"I'm awake," Lin Qingqian nodded at her with a smile on his lips. "Is there any water?"

She found that her voice was hoarse and her throat was sore, as if sandpaper had been rubbed in it.

"Yes," Song Qingyue hurriedly put down the water in his hand, ran to Lin Qingqian, poured her a glass of warm water on the bedside table and handed it to her.

Lin Qingqian drank half a cup with Song Qingyue's hand, and felt that it was almost enough. After lying down for a day, her waist was probably aching and her legs were weak, so she decided to get out of bed and move around.

She was dumbfounded when she lifted the quilt, and looked up weakly at Song Qingyue, then quickly put the quilt back on.

Song Qingyue blushed, and muttered, "I was going to wipe your body."

Lin Qingqian covered her head with the quilt, and asked in a low voice, "Did you take it off for me?"

The child's face was getting hotter and hotter, and he sat next to her, "Otherwise, who else is there?"

Lin Qingqian whimpered and turned her head away.

It's embarrassing.

It is very embarrassing to think that I don't know anything, close my eyes, and let the child manipulate me.

Song Qingyue coughed slightly, trying to dissolve the condensed air, "Since you are awake, you don't need me to wipe your body for you. Would you like to try it yourself?"

Lin Qingqian still didn't stick out her head, she stretched out an arm from under the quilt, shook it up and down, and then retracted it with a jerk.Song Qingyue saw a spherical object in the quilt and shook it, "No, my hands are boring."

She smiled, lay on the bed, surrounded Lin Qingqian through the quilt, and felt that the part of her heart that had been empty for the past few days had finally returned, filling her heart to its fullest.

Song Qingyue exhaled softly, and coaxed Lin Qingqian in a good voice, "Is it still me?"

"Let's talk about it later," Lin Qingqian poked his head out from under the quilt, looking at Song Qingyue weakly and helplessly, the corners of his eyes were reddish, and he looked very eager to fuck.

"Tell me first, what happened after I passed out?"

"Well, didn't I ask Chang Qisi as you said the day before yesterday..."

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"Qingyue, how is Lin Qingqian doing?" Lin Zhiyin pushed the door open and came in, and saw Lin Qingqian flashing madly into the quilt again and Song Qingyue holding a towel dipped in warm water and looking at her in bewilderment. , she raised her eyebrows and quickly closed the door, "I'll come back later."

Lin Qing blushed and raised her head and shouted, "Mom, come in."

Lin Zhiyin entered the door and saw Lin Qingqian tucked into the quilt like a silkworm baby.Cough twice, "I just want to check on your situation."

She entered the door and walked to Lin Qingqian, "Is it better?"

Lin Qing nodded, "Except for the pain all over the body, there is nothing wrong with it."

Lin Zhiyin sighed softly, sat on the edge of Lin Qingqian's bed, and patted her head, "Your luck this year may not be very good."

"Feudal superstition is bad, Mom." Lin Qing smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to hook Song Qingyue's clothes, looked at Song Qingyue, and said in a low voice, "I think my luck is okay. "

Lin Zhiyin watched the two of them look at each other and smiled, then laughed too, shook his head, "Let's go."

She turned her head to look at Song Qingyue with a kind look in her eyes that she had never seen before.

Song Qingyue shivered, and honestly stood in a military posture in front of Lin Zhiyin, and asked tentatively, "Mom, why are you looking at me like this?"

"To be honest, I didn't think much of you two at first, you are not the same kind of people at all." What Lin Zhiyin said slowly made Song Qingyue's heart suddenly fall to the bottom of the valley.

In a panic, she found that her hand was held by Lin Qingqian.

The man lay on the bed, blinking at her.

She suddenly settled down, and boldly said to Lin Zhiyin, "Mom, since you said that, do you have a different opinion now?"

Lin Zhiyin smiled and shook his head, "Yes, and no, I still think that you two want to be together, there are many difficulties, there are many problems to work out, but, I was not very optimistic about your future before, now, I have Gained a little confidence."

She looked at Song Qingyue tenderly and kindly, took Lin Qingqian's other hand, and solemnly entrusted her to Song Qingyue, "Lin Qingqian, you grew up together, and I also Not much to say. She is stubborn and has a bad temper, stubborn and self-righteous, so you will take more care of her in the future."

Lin Qingqian looked at Song Qingyue in a daze.

like this?Is it considered to have received Lin Zhiyin's official blessing?

A good thing is a good thing, but why is it a bit strange?

It seemed that Lin Zhiyin wanted to marry herself off.

Lin Zhiyin's face suddenly became serious, "Qingyue, you have to promise me that no matter what conflicts or frictions you have with Lin Qingqian in the future, you will always love her. It's okay to accommodate occasionally, but you can't get used to her petty temper. "

Lin Qingqian couldn't help complaining, "Mom, you said it the wrong way." Obviously she has always been spoiling the child, okay?

Lin Zhiyin glanced at her, then shook his head helplessly.

Mom has seen through everything.

"I promise." Song Qingyue made the oath with the same serious face.

Indeed, in the future, she and Lin Qingqian have experienced a lot together, quarreled with each other and almost broke up, and overcome many difficulties and challenges together.

In those days when she was sometimes tired and sometimes hot, the only thing she could guarantee was that she still loved Lin Qingqian.

Whether it is past, present, or future.

"Remember what you said." Lin Zhiyin nodded, patted Song Qingyue's head, and rumpled her beautiful hair with a smile, "If I treat Lin Qingqian badly in the future, I will make trouble for you."

The more Lin Qingqian heard it, the more strange she became, and she couldn't help raising her body, "Mom, why are you talking about this? It's clear that Yue is not like the daughter you raised alone."

Song Qingyue quickly reached out and covered Lin Qingqian's body with the quilt that had slipped off, covering the spring light, and softly comforted, "Mom has spoiled you since I was a child, don't I know?"

Lin Zhiyin coughed twice, "Okay, I won't bother you two anymore, what should you do."

Lin Qingqian and Song Qingyue understood the accent and meaning of Lin Zhiyin's words now, they couldn't help but blushed, and looked at each other, Lin Qingqian buried the quilt again, coquettishly, "Mom, don't talk too much." Two sentences, I'm still hurt, how can I do those things?"

"If you're hurt, you'll be hurt. It doesn't matter." Lin Zhiyin gave her a blank look.

Don't you just lie down?

"Okay, Mom, let's get down to business," Lin Qingqian forcibly changed the subject, "How is Xie Wenting? What's the reaction from Xie's family?"

Just as Lin Zhiyin was about to go out, she turned around and came back after hearing the words, leaning against the door, squinting her eyes, "The Xie family expressed guilt and withdrew from the piece of land they were fighting for in the Shanghai stock market. The same is true for Luo's, after all, it is theirs. If something like this happened at home, it was enough for them to cut their flesh. So in the end, we saved at least 10 billion and won the piece of land that was being contested in the Shanghai stock market.”

"It's really expensive medical expenses." Lin Qingqian resumed her usual capable appearance, "It's worth it for me."

"What nonsense!" Song Qingyue quickly covered Lin Qingqian's mouth, "Quick pee pee pee."

Lin Qingqian said honestly, "Bah, bah, bah."

Lin Zhiyin looked at his phone like a grandfather on the subway—with a dazed look on his face.

What kind of modern superstition is this.

She decided not to bother with the two children, and continued, "The Xie family said that they will rein in the entertainment industry and continue to live their lives on the one-third-acre land in Xiangjiang with peace of mind."

"What about cooperation?" Lin Qingqian quickly frowned and asked.

"Blow it." Lin Zhiyin shrugged, "This kind of thing happens again and again, if the Xie family has any face, they won't cooperate again."

"It's a little uncomfortable," Lin Qingqian sighed, "It would be nice if they licked their cheeks and wanted to continue to cooperate, but I just refused."

"By the way, how did Xie Wenting handle it?" She finally thought of this seemingly most critical matter.

The smile on Lin Zhiyin's face became unpredictable, "I'm locked up by the Xie family now, I said I'll wait until you wake up."

Lin Qingqian looked at her with a smile, "Report the case, it's a crime of intentional wounding."

Song Qingyue looked at Lin Qingqian and then at Lin Zhiyin, and seemed to see two fox tails wagging.

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Xie Wengu stood on the window sill, watched the police take Xie Wenting away, silently lit a cigarette, feeling a little anxious inside.

He heard that Xie Wenting entered for the crime of intentional injury.

A crystal ashtray was placed by the window sill, and inside it was densely packed with cigarette butts, and the whole room was shrouded in smoke.

He was taken aback for a moment, and his cigarette-lighting hand stopped—he saw Xie Wenting, who was about to be escorted into the police car, suddenly raised his head, his eyes swaying in his direction, as if