Chapter 182 Old Warehouse

Lin Qingyan asked again, "Where are the things in my room?"

Before Wang Lan could speak, Lin Yuanyuan cocked her legs on the sofa downstairs and said, "All your unwanted things have been thrown into the warehouse. I don't know if the trash has been taken away."

"We don't know that my sister still likes that kind of broken things that no one wants."

Lin Qingyan squeezed her fingers, her eyes turned cold, she turned and went straight to the underground warehouse.

It turned out that there were only some old things in the underground warehouse.

Under the dim light, Lin Qingyan pushed open the heavy door, perhaps it had been a long time since no one came down, and there was still a musty smell underneath.

Lin Qingyan pressed the light on the wall over and over again, not knowing whether it was broken or artificially destroyed.

Lin Qingyan had no choice but to turn on the flashlight on her mobile phone, and searched over and over again in the warehouse shelves and cardboard boxes.

It turned out that all the things in her room were thrown into this warehouse, but after looking around, all her things seemed to be there, but nothing that belonged to her mother was gone.

Not even a picture of my mother.

How afraid they are of their mother that they don't keep a picture of their mother, or how afraid they are of their mother's existence.

"what"

The light in the warehouse was too dark, and Lin Qingyan accidentally bumped her head against a protruding cardboard box on the shelf.

Lin Qingyan rubbed her head and rummaged through the cardboard box with a flashlight.

Finally, I found a thick design booklet at the bottom of the carton.

Maybe because of the humidity, there are some mildew spots on it.

With a smile on the corner of Lin Qingyan's mouth, she kept flipping through the album with her fingers. This is a treasure left by her mother.

Fortunately, Wang Lan was not thrown away.

There is also a mother's diary underneath.

Lin Qingyan directly packed it into her bag and left the warehouse.

Seeing Lin Qingyan coming out, Wang Lan asked concerned, "Xiaoyan, have you found what you're looking for? Would you like Auntie to help you find it?"

"It's fine if you can't find some insignificant things." Lin Qingyan sneered at the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were full of coldness when she looked at Wang Lan.

"Auntie, I couldn't find any photos of my mother. It can't be that you miss my mother so much that you have saved them. Why don't you share one with me, Auntie."

Wang Lan shook her hand while holding the stairs, and panic flashed in her eyes.

At that time, she had just entered Lin's house, and Lin Qingyan kept the photos of Lin Qingyan's mother in her room after her death, for fear that Aunt Wang would feel uncomfortable seeing her mother's photos.

After Lin Qingyan left five years ago, Wang Lan cleaned up all the photos of Ye Linlang, how could there be any more.

Wang Lan explained, "Xiaoyan, those photos of your mother are all in the warehouse. If you don't have them, they should be lost by those servants."

"Really?" Lin Qingyan asked suspiciously.

"Of course it is," Wang Lan said with a smile.

"Those servants are so clumsy that they lost their mother's photos. How dare you use such servants?" Lin Qingyan looked around at the servants who were not working.

"Isn't it just a few broken photos? What's the big deal, I'll find it for you another day and return it to you," Lin Yuanyuan said.

"Okay." Lin Qingyan nodded in agreement.

The nanny came with two bags of packing bags, "Miss, I packed the peaches you wanted for you."

Lin Qingyan casually threw the car keys to the nanny, "Put them in the trunk for me."

After speaking, Lin Qingyan didn't stay any longer, and prepared to leave with the things she should take.

It's just that Lin Qingyan hasn't left the room yet, but Lin Tianwan came to meet her.

(End of this chapter)

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