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51 The Eve of Leaving
The old lady said many "yes" in relief.

After the meal, the family sat in the living room, the servant brought some fruits, and Lin Xingcheng forked a piece of watermelon.

Watermelons in winter are all imported.

"Which day do you plan to book the air ticket for, or do you want your brother to send you there?"

The old lady took Lin Xingcheng's hand and asked, she was very concerned about her granddaughter.

If the Lin family has a private jet, they can be picked up by a special plane.

Lin Qingyang gnawed on an apple: "Recently, I have a project that I can't afford to send her off, so I plan to send a few bodyguards to follow her on a special plane. I don't know what the queen mother thinks?"

How dare Lin Qingyang call his mother again, for fear of being beaten and no one will save him.

Yi Yue thought about it, and felt that it was still not good, after all, Lin Xingcheng had too little social experience: "I don't worry, I'll go with it."

Lin Xingcheng was frightened, and quickly pulled her, calling out: "Don't, Mom, I can go alone. Really, I can take care of myself, and I'm not a three-year-old."

It's fine to send bodyguards, she has to follow by herself, Lin Xingcheng just wants to run, if they allow, she wants to take the passenger plane herself.

It's just going to school, and it's like doing something big.

Yi Yue frowned and wanted to say something, Lin Xingcheng immediately took out her trump card and said aggrievedly:
"Mom, I'm finally back to health after the operation. Give me some private space and freedom, okay?"

Lin Xingcheng shook her arm coquettishly towards her, fixed her eyes on her, and pleaded softly.

Yi Yue had always doted on her, and her heart suddenly softened into a puddle of water, even if she wanted the stars in the sky, she would agree to her.

"Mom is afraid that you will have problems, and those bodyguards are not easy to take care of you." Yi Yue wondered.

The old lady nodded in agreement.

Lin Xingcheng's head grew big, but Lin Qingyang gnawed on the apple with a gloating face. He knew that Feng Shui would take turns.

"I promise, I will take good care of myself and nothing will happen to my body." Lin Xingcheng promised repeatedly that she was on the verge of tears at the end.

The old lady took the lead in surrendering: "Okay, okay, you can do whatever you want, as long as you are well, don't take your body seriously, and rest and be safe when you are abroad alone."

Lin Xingcheng quickly got up and sat beside her, hugged her arm, and said:
"Well, Chengcheng knows, and won't worry you."

The old lady stroked her hair.

This child has never been worrying since she was a child, and her health is even worse than that of an old woman in her seventies and eighties. It was only after the operation that she gradually recovered.

"Remember to draw blood regularly to check your body, and remember to take medicine." The old lady urged.

What else could Lin Xingcheng do, she could only nod her head in agreement. Now, as long as they don't follow, she can agree to anything else.

An hour later, Lin Xingcheng returned to her room and lay down on the bed to rest, her ears were ringing from listening to too many words.

Just as Lin Xingcheng hugged the pillow and closed her eyes, there was a knock on the door, she didn't want to get up, so she closed her eyes and said that she came in.

Lin Qingyang walked in with a tray with warm water and pills on it, and put it on the small table by the window.

"Get up, it's time to take medicine and go to bed." Lin Qingyang reached out and tried to tear off her pillow, but he didn't dare to use force.

Lin Xingcheng hugged the pillow with both hands, opened her eyes and looked at him: "Eat later, second brother, you didn't help me just now."

"If I don't help you, tell me, how can I help?" Lin Qingyang stared at him with his hips on his hips. What is his status? Does this family have his say?
"Whether to help or not is one thing, and whether it is useful or not is another. The important thing is attitude, and you are gloating on the sidelines, I can see it." Lin Xingcheng is unreasonable, facing her second brother, she is unreasonable used to it.

Lin Qingyang said in a hoarse voice, there was nothing he could do about being caught: "Okay, my brother was wrong, it was my brother who was timid and didn't help you stand up."

Lin Xingcheng sat up, brushed her long hair in satisfaction, and said, "It's not too bad."

After speaking, he got up and walked to the table to sit down and take medicine.

Lin Qingyang stood aside and watched and said: "I have already talked with Xingxing on the phone for "Youth Dream". The director will report to you at every stage of the work until you are satisfied."

Lin Xingcheng poured the medicine into his mouth, picked up warm water and swallowed it whole: "Wan Lihong is already the most powerful director in China, so there should be no problem."

Lin Qingyang nodded: "Anyway, don't put your mind on this and study hard. Just now, my mother said that she will accompany you when she finishes her work in two months."

Lin Xingcheng was stunned, and looked at Lin Qingyang, with disbelief written in her eyes: "Mom isn't giving up yet?"

Lin Qingyang spread his hands, expressing that he was helpless.

"No, I'm going to tell her clearly." Lin Xingcheng got up and went to find Yi Yue.

Lin Qingyang grabbed her and said, "It's useless, you don't know her temper."

It's useless even if her father objects to what Yi Yue decides. Although she usually messes around with their children, it doesn't affect her having the most say in this family. Even the old lady will give her some points.

When she was a child, Lin Xingcheng always stayed at home. Apart from physical reasons, it was because Yi Yue was too cautious and wanted to raise Lin Xingcheng in a greenhouse to shield her from the wind and sun.

Sometimes when the illness was a little serious, Yi Yue would cry like crazy, as if Lin Xingcheng couldn't bear it and followed her.

Lin Xingcheng was a premature baby. She stayed in the hospital incubator for more than a month after birth. Later, she was found to have congenital heart disease. Yi Yue was still confinement at that time. Hearing the news was undoubtedly a shock, and she couldn't accept it at all. .

At that time, Lin Qingyang was only three years old, and she had a deep memory. Yi Yue was not as lively and cheerful as she is now, and she shed tears every day.

During that time, the entire Lin family seemed to be shrouded in a layer of gray mist, gloomy and silent.

Fortunately, Lin Xingcheng survived, so she had enough time to wait for her matching heart.

However, because these incidents had too much influence afterward, Yi Yue was very stubborn about Lin Xingcheng's various matters, and others would not listen to them.

Lin Xingcheng was lying on the chair: "The professor said that after the operation, I adapted very well. I was the most suitable patient among the patients he had handled. Living alone, there is no problem at all. She can't take care of me for the rest of my life. me."

Lin Qingyang said with a smile: "Maybe she really thinks so."

"Oh, second brother, don't laugh at me, help me find a way."

Lin Xingcheng looked at him hopefully.

Lin Qingyang really couldn't resist her like this, he scratched his hair with his slender five fingers, and his brows were wrinkled like a small hill.

After a while, he said, "No way."

Lin Xingcheng: "..."

A whole lot of speechless.

Thanks to her looking forward to it so much, it is purely stupid to put a little hope on Lin Qingyang.

"If you really don't want to, at worst, you can torture her and let her set you free after she goes. She will definitely not be able to bear it."

This is the only way Lin Qingyang can think of, mainly because his mother is too difficult to deal with.If he were an outsider, he would have millions of ways to solve the problem.

This is indeed a good point. It should be very useful for her to make a fuss and grind it up.

"That's the only way." Lin Xingcheng sighed.

Lin Qingyang put his palm on her head, rubbed it vigorously, and said solemnly: "Go over there and take good care of yourself. If you have anything to do, call brother as soon as possible."

Lin Xingcheng pushed his hand away: "I see, why are you rambling too? Hurry up, I'm going to rest."

"If you don't have a conscience, you can only do nothing." Lin Qingyang smiled, his eyebrows and eyes were gentle, like a spring breeze.

(End of this chapter)