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"My mother, let me call Lin Zhiyin mother, but I have no blood relationship with Lin Zhiyin." Xie Wenting took a big sip of wine before murmuring.

Xie Wen Gu shook his hands, his expression extremely confused, "What do you mean?"

"To put it simply, Lin Zhiyin married a man without telling my mother. My mother didn't figure it out, so she went to a foreign sperm bank and randomly picked a good quality one. She was a test-tube baby and gave birth to a baby." Me." Xie Wenting smiled wryly, "I guess it was probably for revenge on Lin Zhiyin. After eating vegetarian food and praying to the Buddha for many years, my mother seemed to have figured out something again, and Lin Zhiyin was no longer to blame."

"Wait!" Xie Wengu waved his hand and took a deep breath, "What does your mother, Xie Zeqing, have to do with Lin Zhiyin?"

"Girlfriend," Xie Wenting said with a bitter expression, "Once upon a time."

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"You can ask the second-generation members of the Luo family or the Xie family. The third Miss Xie and Lin Zhiyin had a very good relationship." Lin Zhiyin ignored Song Qingyue, who was covering his heart with a shocked expression, and said calmly, "At that time in China, the attention and acceptance of same-sex/love was too low. Everyone only thought that we were good sisters, and our identities as women were well concealed. It was so normal to hold hands and hug each other. Almost no one thinks about it in other ways.”

"But we have a fundamental disagreement about our relationship: I think it's better to stay out for a while, and she thinks it should be announced."

"And then?" Lin Qingqian put his arms around Song Qingyue's waist, took the shocked child into his arms, and asked.

"I couldn't hold her back, so I agreed to the announcement. We searched for the perpetual calendar more than a month in advance, and also asked some masters, and carefully chose a good date. Yes, but I missed the appointment." Lin Zhiyin's expression couldn't be read There were clues, but he was calm and indifferent, as if he was not talking about himself, "The day before the appointment, I announced the marriage news—with Mu Huacheng."

Song Qingyue struggled excitedly, but was held firmly by Lin Qingqian.

Her expression was a little angry: "Didn't you give an explanation or apologize?"

Lin Zhiyin closed her eyes, "I didn't apologize, because I had no other choice, and I don't think I did anything wrong." She paused, "I didn't explain, because... I didn't have a chance to explain."

"Aren't you..." A scumbag?Song Qingyue was gagged by Lin Qingqian.

She held the excited Song Qingyue in her arms, frowned and said, "Listen to Mom."

Lin Zhiyin's eyes wandered, "A little over a week ago, the old man's physical condition suddenly deteriorated, and Lin's family was already in trouble at home and abroad. At that time, the society's acceptance of homosexuality was too low. If I announced it, it would mean social death, and the future The Lin family gave it up. So not only can I not announce it, but I have to do the opposite and choose a suitable partner to marry."

Song Qingyue broke free from Lin Qingqian's hand, a little outraged: "Then you have to give Xie... auntie an explanation."

"Really?" Lin Zhiyin crossed her fingers, looked at the photo on the table, and pursed her lips, "She didn't give me this chance. Before I had time to explain, she ran to the old man and told the old man directly about the relationship between us. Relationship."

She paused, and silently raised her right trouser leg.

On the inside of the calf, there is a long scar.

Grim and terrifying.

Lin Zhiyin is in excellent condition. He is almost 40 and looks like he is in his [-]s.But this scar, she has never had surgery to remove it.

It's not trauma, it's heartbreak.

Lin Qingqian looked at the terrible scar, and subconsciously touched her broken left leg.

"Ha," Lin Zhiyin smiled, "Maybe it's called genes, and even such brutal things have inheritance."

Song Qingyue pursed his lips, shrank into Lin Qingqian's arms, raised his head blankly, and looked at her.

Lin Zhiyin closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and let it out slowly several times, "Dad was already in poor health, and after getting angry and making a move, he was hit hard by this incident, and then, earlier than the doctor expected After more than a month, he passed away."

Lin Qingqian and Song Qingyue looked at each other and fell silent.

In this matter, it is really impossible to say who is right and who is wrong.

Lin Zhiyin is definitely a person who puts the overall situation first, and can sacrifice everything for the Lin family.Love doesn't seem that important to her—or it's definitely not the most important thing in life.

The old man's death hit her hard.

That was her biological father.

And that Aunt Xie, Xie Zeqing, sounds like she's a little in love.

But what did she do wrong?That's what Lin Zhiyin promised. It was Lin Zhiyin who became a deserter first.

Lin Qingqian was naturally on Lin Zhiyin's side, and she also put the overall situation first.

But Song Qingyue looked a little worried, "Mom, you... After all, you missed your appointment."

Lin Zhiyin sighed, avoiding the question: "Let's not talk about it, after all, it has nothing to do with you after all this time."

"It's just that Xie Wenting is her only son. Of course, I have to take care of him a little bit more. That child is a bit talented, so I accepted him as an apprentice. Then there are the following things."

"This is the end of my story. I've said all that needs to be said. I've lost all my embarrassment in front of you today." She smiled wryly and rubbed the space between her brows. "Is there anything else I want to ask?"

Lin Qingqian frowned slightly, thinking quickly.

Lin Zhiyin's arrangements are definitely more than these, and Lin Zhiyin's story is not limited to this.

In the original novel, why did Xie Wenting bring down the Lin family?This is a big question, which still puzzles Lin Qingqian.

Although the story line of the original work has been almost messed up by herself, Lin Qingqian has more or less realized something - although some plots in the original work are nonsense, there are reasons and clues behind them, but she has not discovered it yet.

Now there are two biggest doubts, one is Xie Wenting's motive to bring down the Lin family, and the other is the struggle behind Lin Zhiyin's imprisonment.

Judging from the known stories now, the most likely situation is that Xie Wenting was involved in the love-hate relationship of the previous generation because of his family affection, and was finally pushed to the opposite side of the Lin family. After the contest, Lin Zhiyin was sent to jail.

But Lin Qingqian felt that the story would not be that simple.

With Lin Zhiyin's horrific skills and the precise arrangement that he didn't see completely, it was impossible for a mere Xie Wenting to crack it - Lin Qingqian was more or less proud.

"Why don't you go see Aunt Xie now?" She turned her head and asked softly.

Lin Zhiyin shook her head, "No, I have to completely unload the Lin family before I can go." She was a little relieved to tell all the secrets in her heart, "We parted ways for the future of the Lin family. As long as I still carry Lin for a day, we will all feel guilty towards each other."

She is also a person who pays great attention to rituals, so she can't go there yet.

Lin Qingqian fell into deep thought, nodded, and sighed softly.

She always felt that she had caught something, but she hadn't caught anything.

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Lin Zhiyin gave them a few more instructions and let them go.

She looked at the backs of the two of them, picked up the photo on the table, and sighed.

What she said was all the truth, even the whole truth. The only thing she concealed was the fundamental difference between the two.

"Lin Zhiyin, you are a moral vacuum." She recalled the words Xie Zeqing said to her angrily one day, "Is everything that can be traded or calculated with you? Family affection? Love? Friendship? Marriage? You're not yourself anymore!"

What did she say?

"Moral vacuum? Very good word, I like it very much, thank you for the compliment." She nodded with a smile.

The difference between her and Xie Zeqing is not whether to announce her relationship, but that she is destined to be a person who cannot have conscience and morality, while Xie Zeqing has too much sense of morality.

"Lin Zhiyin, how dirty are your hands?" Xie Zeqing's disappointed eyes made her heart sink slowly.

"There's no way around it," she said calmly. "If I don't do it, I will lose. It's a zero-sum game, and the winner takes all."

One day, she couldn't bear it anymore and lost her temper.

"Zeqing, what I want to do is not to judge right or wrong. The governance of a large company has nothing to do with right or wrong, only governance and chaos. ? To appease a fractious board or to pay employees?"

They both firmly believe that they love each other deeply, but they can only drift away and part ways.

"I am indeed a deserter, not only for love, but also for faith," Lin Zhiyin murmured looking at the photo in his hand, "Sorry, I can't stick to your justice."

Her words were not lying: she could only wait to see Xie Zeqing after she relieved Lin's burden.

Because at that time, she could be herself—the Lin Zhiyin who picked up a little bit of morality, instead of Lin Zhiyin, the head of the Lin family and an emotionless business machine.

She raised her head again, looking at the backs of Lin Qingqian and Song Qingyue, with a hint of worry on her face.

Once bitten, twice shy.

She was too aware of the hidden conflict between Lin Qingqian and Song Qingyue.Lin Qingqian is more mature and experienced than she was back then, while Song Qingyue is smarter, more assertive and has a sense of justice than Xie Zeqing.

Now all these contradictions are well hidden by the sweet daily life of the two, but once it breaks out, both of them will be hurt by the one they love deeply.

Just like she and Xie Zeqing did back then.

The palms and backs of her hands are full of flesh, so it's really hard for her to take sides.

Only, let one of them change completely.

Lin Zhiyin walked back to the study, opened the drawer, and inside was the gun.

Playing with the gun in her hand, she slowly came up with an idea.

"Sorry, Qingyue."

The Lin family needs Lin Qingqian with a moral vacuum.

The author has something to say: Dalin is black and white, and if he does not wash white, he will be even darker in the future, so be mentally prepared.