Feed the tiger with her

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Simply wash up, the two meet in the restaurant, each with a glass of milk, right for breakfast, otherwise there is nothing else to eat at home.

After eating the simple lunch, Jian Zhiyan sent Lu Yin to the door, smiling.

Lu Yin knew what she was laughing at, and didn't want to pay attention to her at first, but after putting on her shoes, she was still smiling, and the more she laughed, the harder she laughed.

Lu Yin was really upset, reached out and grabbed her arm and pulled her over, turned around, and pushed against the closet door.

"Is it over?"

Jian Zhiyan: "Seeing how handsome you are, I just can't help it."

Lu Yin was angry, "You see this shirt, you think of Han Yi."

"A lesson from heaven and earth, I really didn't think about him."

With the index finger and middle finger together, Jian Zhiyan swears.

Lu Yin's eyes were flat, but he couldn't help reaching out to rub her earlobe: "Then have you ever been tempted by Han Yi?"

A gentle warmth leaked from the ears to the heart.

Jian Zhiyan put both arms around him, hugged the back of his neck, and leaned back slightly.

"Are you jealous?"

Lu Yin didn't deny it, "A little bit."

Jian Zhiyan turned up and kissed the corner of his mouth, "Are you still jealous?"

Lu Yin kept a straight face, "It's still a little bit."

Jian Zhiyan kissed again, and just as she was about to separate, Lu Yin chased after her, surging and hot, like dust flying randomly in the winter air, filling every corner of her breath.

After Jian Zhiyan resisted slightly, she felt her knees were forcibly separated, and her nightgown had been pushed onto her thighs.

Lu Yin used his hands, and was almost about to complete the matter, but Jian Zhiyan suddenly closed herself tightly, slightly supporting his shoulders.

"Aren't you going to the company?"

It's a gasp, it's a refusal.

Lu Yin reluctantly let go of her, "We have to wait half a year before we can legally own you. It's somewhat difficult."

Jian Zhiyan smiled: "Although it's not justifiable, but you have to eat and drink a lot, so what's the trouble?"

"It's psychological perfection." Lu Yin kissed Jian Zhiyan's forehead, "Find some time, let's go get the certificate."

Jane Zhiyan: "..."

Lu Yin's idea came too fast, before Jian Zhiyan could react, Lu Yin had already made up his mind.

"Just this weekend, as you don't have to film, I'm free too."

So fast.

"But--"

Just as Jian Zhiyan was about to protest, the phone's ringtone interrupted her.

The incoming call is from an unfamiliar number.

Jian Zhiyan picked it up.

Lu Yin turned around and picked up the watch from the porch cabinet. The metal strap was put on his wrist, and there was a click.

After a short conversation, Jian Zhiyan just hung up.

Lu Yin asked with his eyes.

Jian Zhi's face gradually turned cold, "The call was made by Secretary Lin Zhengxiong."

Lu Yin slowed down and looked at her.

Jian Zhiyan: "He said... Lin Zhengxiong wanted to see me."

……

To the west of the Huanshan District, there is a cemetery about five kilometers away from the Ferris wheel.

Time seems to stand still.

The afterglow of the setting sun falls on the stone steps from bottom to top, and the sky is orange-red.

Lu Yin only sent Jian Zhiyan here - the gate of the cemetery.

Jian Zhiyan: "Go back, didn't you say you still have to go to the company..."

She randomly searched for topics, not knowing what she was talking about, and when Lu Yin held her cold hand, she realized that she was too nervous.

Lu Yin: "Go, you are father and daughter, and we will have a talk someday."

Jian Zhiyan turned around, and walked towards the gate step by step. There was already twilight around her, and looking at the signs, it was already past the closing time.

The possibility of being seen by others had already been avoided by Lin Zhengxiong in advance. Even though he didn't need to care about it at all given his current status, he still obeyed Jian Zhiyan's thoughts.

Among countless emotions, she still hated him a little bit. If she had a choice in birth, Jian Zhiyan only wanted to be Jian Bozhang's daughter.

Lin Zhengxiong understood this.

Therefore, when he saw his daughter with a cold face, Lin Zhengxiong did not go up to him. He put his hands on the ground, and the person who was sitting slowly stood up from the pedestal.

Lin Zhengxiong's eyes were full of emotions, but in the end he only said, "You are here."

Jian Zhiyan's eyes were instantly covered with mist.

She lowered her eyes and saw two bunches of simple white chrysanthemums stuck in the dark green crepe paper next to her feet. Looking up, there were two tombstones standing side by side. There were two mothers and children with similar faces.

The weathered photos are a bit blurred, but it can still be seen that the boy is very young.

"His name is Lin Enyu. If he is still alive, he will be ten years older than you."

Lin Zhengxiong looked at Jian Zhiyan, but she didn't speak.

Too many and too intense emotions, but it is attributed to a emptiness.

Jian Zhiyan asked him dumbly: "You came to me, what exactly do you want to say?"

The air before sunset was momentarily silent.

The sun is whirling, only the sparse sound of the wind.

Lin Zhengxiong overlooked the tombstone in the middle of the mountain, and his voice was sad: "In my life, I have experienced two moments of regret for life. One is the death of the eldest son, and the other is your birth."

"When Lin Enyu got into a car accident, it was the time when I had the most intense struggle with the enemy. I was very sad when I heard the news, but it was also very clear that I lost him forever."

"But before that, the day you were born was the first time in my life that I felt missed..."

"That day, I went to the hospital and saw you from a distance. Although I couldn't see everything clearly, the baby in the swaddle, but Jian Bozhang was holding you in his arms, Jian Zhilei was in high spirits, and the scene of the whole family feeling like a treasure made me vaguely know , this daughter may never be recognized again."

The lonely and empty wind passed by my ears.

Jian Zhiyan said in a muffled voice, "So why did you come to me when you knew you couldn't recognize me?"

Lin Zhengxiong raised his eyes and looked at her, "It's hard to explain clearly."

"The year Lin Enyu died, you happened to go to the United States. I had already given up my mind and prepared to be alone for half my life, but eight years later you came back and appeared on the screen, fresh and young, with a face that resembled my youth... blood The impulse made me forget the danger."

A month ago, Lin Zhengxiong, who was imprisoned, had a heart-pounding regret. The only thing in his life that was not calm, he dragged his daughter into the water. He was extremely sad, angry and annoyed, but as the blade of power gradually approached his throat, he kept recalling But it was the three hours when he and Jian Zhiyan sat on the Ferris wheel together.

Repeated, played back, and caressed his daughter's face over and over again in his mind... Lin Zhengxiong no longer regretted recognizing each other, only hated himself for not being strong enough.

Therefore, he who left the cell alive had only two things to do——

The most gentle motive, the most ruthless knife, within a month, Beishi changed the world, Lin Zhengxiong annexed Li Cheng's power, he is now invincible.

And the other thing is to pick up one's weakness again and protect it well.

Lin Zhengxiong: "Zhiyan, can you try to forgive my absent father?"