Hey Girl, You Are So Sweet

After nodding to Zhai, Lin Mubei knelt down next to Lin Jia, looked straight, and said faintly, "if I knew you were here, I wouldn't come."

Lin Jia's sarcastic smile was even worse: "I'm afraid? Don't think I'm the same as Lin Chong's pussy. You can't get any advantage here." after that, he turned his head and looked at Zhai, who had been laughing at them. He was not polite: "I don't know there are guests in Zhai today. It's impolite to venture to visit."

Zhai clasped the teapot and added tea to Lin Mubei. He smiled and said, "young master Jia, since you are here, you don't have to hurry. Zhai also intends to talk to you about some things. How about it?"

Lin Jia glanced at the motionless Lin Mubei, sank her eyes, thought for a moment, and said with a smile, "since Zhai Lao Xiang stays, nature obeys."

Lin Jia looked at Lin Mubei's calm appearance and sneered in her heart. Zhai Quan had invited her to visit him today. His company is now in a strong momentum. It is just time for Zhai Quan to rise completely with the help of Zhai Quan's energy, and is even expected to surpass Lin Mubei. Of course, he can't go and easily throw this fat meat into Lin Mubei's mouth.

Zhai Quan flashed a light in his eyes, smiled, and praised him intentionally or unintentionally: "no wonder young master Jia can have such a great reputation in the Lin family."

Lin Mubei smiled meaninglessly at the corners of his lips, as if with a kind of ridicule. His voice was very light, but he entered Lin Jia's ears. His whole body was like a needle. He was particularly uncomfortable. He barely kept a smile and said, "Zhai is flattered. It's just the love of his family. Let's talk about business."

……

Outside Zhai's yard, a ten step walk is the busy street.

Lin Jia was in the parking area, leaning against the car body. Her neat tie was pulled loose. She held a cigarette in her mouth and lit it with a lighter. She glanced up and saw Lin Mubei coming out of the car. She looked gloomy for a moment, and the light flame lit the smoke.

When he was inside, he just finished talking about business. Before long, Lin Jia was invited out. Seeing that Lin Mubei was still there as stable as Mount Tai, Lin Jia knew that he said that to himself. Although he was unwilling, Zhai Quan already showed a little unhappy look. He was not good to go against the trend on the spot, so he had to go out.

Lin Mubei's face is still ancient well without waves and no emotion, but it must have been negotiated, otherwise he won't come out so late. Yes, he deliberately waited for Lin Mubei for two hours.

Lin Jia took the cigarette out of her mouth, straightened up and waited for Lin Mubei to come over.

Who knows, Lin Mubei didn't look at him and walked straight past him. Lin Jia subconsciously grabbed his sleeve and hadn't grasped it yet. Lin Mubei had turned back. He couldn't respond to the huge force. He was severely pressed on the black body by Lin Mubei and hit his internal organs properly.

Lin Jia looked like a rich young master who couldn't bear hardships, but after such a heavy blow, she didn't hum.

"Lin Mubei." holding a cigarette in his hand on the car, he clenched his teeth and shouted Lin Mubei's name: "the military and political Lin family has let you go, and you want to make trouble in the mall? Don't forget that you are also the Lin family. What's the difference between you and the white eyed wolf?"

Lin Mubei, who subdued him behind his back, raised his eyebrows and said, "businessmen always pursue profits. Don't you even have this consciousness?"

"Do you believe I killed you?" Lin Jia said fiercely.

"Just your little tricks, kill me? Oh, I'm afraid you'll finish it with the Lin family." Lin Mubei withdrew and drove away from Lin Jia without looking back.

Lin Jia suddenly felt light and relieved, but when he heard Lin Mubei's words, his heart sank again. With his hungry capital, being played dead by Lin Mubei was just a matter of flipping his hands.

The smoke between her fingers was wrongly shaped, and the tail of the smoke was still quietly burning. Lin Jia squeezed her fist until her knuckles turned white and burned her fingers with cigarette butts. She just stared at Lin Mu's far away direction, and her eyes glittered with strong hatred.

Lin Mu drove north. Not far away, he met Jun Tiancheng who walked around the roadside. He parked his car next to him and leaned out his head: "Tiancheng, get on the bus!"

Jun Tiancheng opened the door and sat on the co driver: "is it over?"

"Yes." Lin Mubei answered and didn't speak again.

Jun Tiancheng looked out of the window and saw a black car speeding by. With sharp eyes, he caught the fleeting license plate number and slightly raised his eyebrows: "the new young master of the Lin family is not afraid of an accident because he drives so fast."

Lin Mubei said, "people are escorted by their brother. Naturally, they don't worry about such accidents."

The word "accident" bit harder. I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional.

Jun Tiancheng was stunned and smashed his mouth twice. It seemed that something terrible would happen, but he didn't say much. Instead, he said, "why is this guy here? Look at this direction..."

"It came out of Zhai Quan's yard." Lin Mubei answered faintly.

"Huh?"

"We've seen Zhai Quan's deliberate arrangement."

Jun Tiancheng looked a little dignified: "what's the result?"

Lin Mubei glanced at the rearview mirror and said, "go back and say that there is a car following us."

Jun Tiancheng was surprised, but he didn't look back. Instead, he asked calmly, "Zhai Quan's people?"

……

Ye Sitong was greatly frightened by the disappearance of Lin Qingjun two days ago. Doesn't it mean that the more people grow up, the easier they are to be strong? But somehow, ye Sitong felt so fragile that she finally saved the child by Lin Mubei. She blamed herself.

Sitting on the bed, I looked at Lin Qingjun, who had been silent for a day and refused to be touched. He was a little sluggish.

Knowing that Miaomiao died, the child didn't even have the slightest conceivable cry. Except silence, it was silence. Ye Sitong took him to see the place where Miaomiao was buried. Lin Qingjun squatted in front of the small mound, with no tears flowing, but expressionless.

Ye Sitong wanted to comfort him at that time, but as soon as he touched Lin Qingjun's body, he found that something was wrong.

Lin Qingjun's small body trembled slightly and was extremely stiff.

Ye Sitong said, "go back."

Lin Qingjun didn't raise any objection, but he didn't follow Ye Sitong. His feet were like roots. He squatted there and didn't respond.

Ye Sitong was distressed and had no choice but to let him go, but Lin Qingjun kept such a posture and stayed motionless for a day until it was as dark as ink.

Ye Sitong went to pull him. He seemed to be stimulated by something. He suddenly raised his head. At a young age, his big eyes were full of blood. The sad color in his eyes made Ye Sitong's heart fiercely corrected together, which was very uncomfortable.

Ye Sitong forcibly takes Lin Qingjun back to the room. He doesn't struggle, doesn't say a word, and has no consciousness.

Back in the room, ye Sitong put him on the bed and took off his shoes. Lin Qingjun suddenly jumped down from the bed, ran to the corner barefoot, hugged his knees with his arms and squatted at the angle between the two walls. He looked so defensive

Ye Sitong had been looking at him like this for more than two hours. She wanted to say something and felt that she couldn't say a word.

The next day, Gu Musheng was also a person who liked to stay in bed. He didn't get up from bed to wash until the morning. He bit a snow-white steamed bread in his mouth and swayed for an hour. He didn't see ye Sitong's figure. He hurriedly asked the housekeeper Ye Sitong. She didn't forget Ye Sitong's trance these days. I'm afraid she didn't even know how to hide from a car coming face to face!

Uncle Guan pointed to the door and said, "I haven't come out yet. I've been in the room with the young master."

Gu Musheng thought that the man was also worried outside. It was actually very worrying to stay in the house without saying a word.

Gu Musheng came to the door and knocked twice. His ear was close to the door panel to listen to the movement inside, and then knocked twice.

After a while, the door opened. Ye Sixi's face was pale and frightening, and the blue and black under her eyelids startled Gu Musheng. She poked her head into the room: "what are you doing? Didn't you sleep well?"

Ye Sitong let go of the door and just said, "come in."

Gu Musheng felt wrong when he closed the door. Why is the bed so clean and tidy? Quilts are folded meticulously. Didn't Ye Sitong just get up? And doesn't it mean that Lin Qingjun is also in the room? How do you think ye Sitong is alone?

Ye Sitong seemed to notice the suspicion in Gu Musheng's eyes. He sat on the soft mattress, looked tired, and looked at the corner: "a Sheng..."

Gu Musheng looked along her eyes and saw a small shadow squatting there. Silently, Gu Musheng was startled. He stroked his chest and hurriedly approached to see a small black back of his head buried in his knees.

Gu Musheng turned his head and opened his lips. Ye Sitong couldn't understand and didn't have much thought to guess her inexplicable lips, so he ignored her. Gu Musheng walked to Ye Sitong in a small step, leaned close to her ear and whispered, "what's the matter with the child? How do you squat in the corner of the wall? Still motionless?"

"As soon as he entered the room, it was like this. I took him back once. As soon as I turned around, I ran there and squatted, as if I was very defensive."

Gu Musheng nursed his mouth for a long time before saying, "have you seen meow?"

"HMM." Ye Sitong's voice became more and more low, like a mosquito.

The mattress collapsed a little. Gu Musheng collapsed next to her and held his forehead with his hand. He shook his head helplessly: "this child is really affectionate." he stopped as if he thought of something, sighed and said, "this is also a good thing."

Ye Sitong smiled bitterly: "I'm worried about what's wrong with him, even if it's painful to vent out, but Qingjun doesn't cry or make trouble. He just doesn't say a word, which makes people afraid."

Meow meow seems to be Lin Qingjun's only playmate in China