Imprisoned by the devil

"What did you say, my father is back?!" When Lin Chuyin heard the news from Father Lin's secretary, her anxiety was greater than the joy of reuniting with her father.

Some time ago, my father said that he would finish work early and come back to discuss her and Mu Li's marriage. All of this could have gone on as usual, but now it was completely disrupted by the appearance of a man.

The hatred for that person only lasted for a moment, and he could only temporarily let go of Mu Li and greet his father's arrival.

Of course, this welcome brought her an invisible anxiety.

She went straight back to the Lin family's villa, and as soon as she entered the house, she received a warm hug from her father, who hugged her around several times, "My precious daughter, Dad misses you so much."

She knew that her father always treated her like a child, but after all, it would be embarrassing to be hugged by her father like this in front of the housekeeper and servants.

"Father, I'm so old, you can't hug me like this anymore." When her father put her down, she blushed and muttered angrily.

"Oh, what's the matter, my little princess is still shy?" Lin Xiangqian looked at his precious daughter dotingly, and scratched the tip of her nose, "You girl, even if you are old, you are still my father's daughter, or are you going to get married? I started to hate your father."

Lin Xiangqian frowned pretentiously, and his stiff facial expression showed a wave of jealousy to the fullest.

Lin Xiangqian felt indescribably sad at the thought of raising such a big girl who was about to be handed over to someone else.

"Where is it? I didn't mean that." When the word 'marriage' was mentioned, Lin Chuyin looked rather awkward.

Not to mention getting married, it is still unknown whether his groom will be able to turn the corner.

"But having said that, why didn't Mu Li come with you?"

"Oh, he, he... has something to do." Lin Chuyin rubbed the back of her neck as if nothing had happened, trying not to let emotions lead to expression management.

However, the one who knows his daughter best is Lin Xiangqian. Since childhood, whenever his daughter tells lies, she will habitually touch her neck. At this moment, Lin Xianggan's sharp eyes narrowed.

"Yin'er, do you have something to hide from Dad?"

It was obvious that her father's voice had dropped, but Lin Chuyin was still trying to cover it up, she took her father's arm intimately and pretended to be relaxed, "Dad, don't think too much, it's really just that Mu Li has been busy for the past two days and hasn't slept much. Well, he is not feeling well physically, I told him to rest at home."

"I can't bear this bit of suffering at a young age, so hypocritical."

"Dad, do you think that everyone is like you, and the iron is not bad, and I will let him exercise more in the future." Lin Chuyin began to shift the topic further and further away.

"I'll book a place tonight, and I'll call your Uncle Mu and Mu Li over to have dinner together, and discuss your marriage. It's not too late to get engaged."

Seeing that the topic transfer failed, Lin Chuyin could only continue to edit, "Dad, there is no rush, we will make an appointment after a few days when they are free, and you just came back, don't you want to be alone with your daughter and me first?" Shall we have dinner together?"

She pursed her lips aggrievedly, and easily grasped her father's 'weakness'.

Sure enough, seeing her expression like this, her father immediately let go, as if coaxing a seven or eight-year-old child, "It's alright, alright, baby girl, your father, I'll take good care of you first, alright."

Thinking about it, he sighed with self-blame: "Oh, think about it, since your mother left, I really spend too little time with you."

"Dad, don't be like this. I didn't mean to blame you." Lin Chuyin carefully caught a trace of guilt on this face.

A few years ago, due to the accidental death of her mother, a happy and happy family collapsed in an instant. That period was also the darkest period between her father and her. Under Destroy's appearance, there is still that forbearable sadness hidden.

"Forget it, let's not talk about it, let's do this first, you bring Mu Li home tomorrow, and we two will have a drink." Lin Xianggan had already regarded Mu Li as his half-son.

"Uh, good." Lin Chuyin froze the corners of her mouth again, she marveled at her father's ability to quickly change the subject within two seconds.

Barely coping with this round, but the meeting tomorrow has become Lin Chuyin's biggest problem.