The only happy thing is that Lin Ruicheng let her go home for two days.
Apart from that kind of thing, in fact, he is also a considerate person... He packed his schoolbag and met Lin Ruicheng who came back from the outside as soon as he went downstairs.
"Are you going out?"
"Well, I'm going to school."
"Today is not Saturday?"
"I'll have an abacus competition tomorrow." She was only going to take a two-day leave because of her injury, but Lin Ruicheng insisted on asking her for a week. She said that she would leave scars if she didn't rest well. As a result, she still left scars.
"There's no need to go to school until tomorrow." It's four o'clock in the afternoon. It's not easy for him to finish his work early and come back to accompany her when she gets well. Well, he admits that most of the factors are that he wants to love her.
"It will start at 8:15 tomorrow morning. I want to stay at school tonight." After a pause, Ding Xuanyao looked at the strange and Charming handsome face again. "You promised me, don't go back."
"I have to go back?" He's been holding it for days. He has to get some benefits for himself.
"You -" what a scoundrel!. "A liar who doesn't mean what he says! A complete scoundrel!"
Listening to her crisp voice, she scolded him. Instead of anger, she thought it was fun. With a long arm, the sedan body hugged in his arms, and both fell and sat on the wide and comfortable sofa.
Ding Xuanyao exclaimed, but found that the servants who were busy looked at it together. She quickly covered her mouth and nestled in a man's arms like a cat.
"If you don't keep your word, I won't listen to you all my life." This threat is so powerless.
"Honey, before I keep my promise, do you fulfill your promise first?"
His low voice can bewitch people. Ding Xuanyao finds out whether it's because he loves her. Even his voice has become better than before.
"What is my promise?" While talking, her little hand couldn't help touching the hard thing that had been against her waist. When she touched it out, she startled herself, a black dog.
Lin Ruicheng took the * * * she took out and threw it on the tea table, and then put her little hand to his crotch. "This is what you should touch."
Touching his hard things, Ding Xuanyao's face was like being burned, red and hot. "Let go, someone." After struggling twice, the little hand was still on it, and the hardness became bigger and harder.
"Baby, your promise - bed company." Lin Ruicheng almost hummed out the last two words with his nose. Excited, Ding Xuanyao's hair stood up.
After two hours of fierce fighting, Lin Ruicheng was barely satisfied. He lay naked on the bed, covered with a thin quilt, supported his head with one hand, and looked at the woman who was wearing clothes and drooping her head.
"So tired, I'll sleep for a while."
"No. there can be no more delay." Put on your clothes, cheer up and help some sour and soft legs. "I'm leaving."
"Come back."
With a command, Ding Xuanyao turned her eyes and looked back, "what else?"
"Go downstairs and have dinner, or you'll have to walk to school." Knowing that she was good at driving, Lin Ruicheng planned to give her a sports car, but he almost bumped his head into a tree because of the sentence "she didn't have a driver's license".
"I see, housekeeper." It's so wide that she even has to eat and sleep.
Housekeeper? "Hey! Ding Xuanyao, I don't care who cares about you -"
There was a thump of going downstairs.
On the table, Lin Ruicheng slowly ate and tasted red wine. At the same time, his eyes always focused on the tableware just used by Ding Xuanyao.
She has a thick meal. Unlike those women he knows, she is elegant and reserved. She always makes a loud noise, like how delicious her food is, so that everyone watching can increase their appetite. Thinking of this, Lin Ruicheng laughed.
"Young master, I haven't seen you so happy for a long time." Lao Chen on one side couldn't help saying. "I haven't seen you so happy since the accident of the master and wife."
"Really? Is it obvious?" Lin Ruicheng touched his chin. Did he act very happy?
"Young master, is it because of Miss Ding that she is so happy? To be honest, Miss Ding is actually a very good girl. She is neither delicate nor arrogant. Although she is a little cold and lonely, she is also a child with true temperament. If the master and wife were alive, she would like it." As he spoke, Lao Chen's voice slowed down, "it's just God's pass. I'm afraid it's hard...".
Will father and mother like a girl like her? If their parents had not died, their family would not know how happy they were now.
"Lao Chen, you think too much. I'm just playing and won't involve the interests of my adoptive father." Dark eyes lifted slightly. Lin Ruicheng leaned against the back of the chair and sighed: "anyway, thank Lao Chen. If you hadn't hidden me under the rockery, I might have died."
"Don't thank me. I also listened to Rong's words. In the chaos, I hid you under the sewer. Only in this way can I avoid the persecution of those people."
"Sister Rong?"
"Yes, it's a coincidence that the hall was surrounded by those people that day. I hid you in the attic according to my wife's instructions, and then I rushed to the hall. At that time, many people died in the hall, and their blood stained the carpet. Those people were still looking for people everywhere in the room. They killed people when they saw them. I was about to search the attic. I really didn't know what to do at that time. Later, I met Rong in the corridor , she asked me to hide you under the sewer next to the rockery in the backyard, or was it the order of the God? I think the God and the master are brothers. He will certainly save us. That's how you escaped the disaster of killing the door, young master. "
"I remember when sister Rong came to our house not long ago. How could her adoptive father find her?" can there be Tibetans under the sewer next to the rockery in their courtyard? Why doesn't father and mother know, but adoptive father knows
“Sir。”
Locke's tall figure walked into the dining room and pulled Lin Ruicheng's thoughts back to reality. Lin Ruicheng looked at Locke, got up and left the table and went to the living room. Locke followed him, and Lao Chen, who had just recalled the past, quietly stepped down.
Old Chen is more than 50 years old, with half white hair. The most right thing to do in his life is to listen to a Rong and save his young master's life. Therefore, the luckiest thing in his life is to marry a beautiful and smart woman like a Rong. Even if he dies, he will have no regrets.
"What were you talking about with the young master just now? Didn't I tell you not to tell anyone about it?"
By the fence in the back yard of the villa, the roses are in full bloom. Lao Chen picked one of the brightest flowers and put it on sister Rong's sideburns. People are more charming than flowers.
"The young master is not an outsider. Besides, I didn't talk nonsense. At that time, you really asked me to take the young master to the sewer and hide it. It's a pity that I just saw the picture of the killing of the master and his wife at that position."
"What do you know!" Sister Rong grabbed the rose flowers on her hair and threw them on the ground. "You just remember what I said to you and don't mention it to anyone. Otherwise, don't blame me for not being husband and wife with you."
Lao Chen looked at the fading figure. He bent down and picked up the flowers stepped on the ground and put them in the palm of his hand. The broken pink petals were crumpled into slag.
"How are things going?"
"It has been confirmed that the content of the secret meeting between Jin Xuanfeng and the seven major shareholders of Jin Xin last night was indeed the acquisition of shares. Moreover, other senior executives of Jin Xin did not participate and did not know."
"So, what Du Qiwen said is true." The shallow smile on the evil handsome face makes people shiver. "Jin Xuanfeng, what does he want to do when he buys shares? He doesn't want the land in Xinghewan?"
"It shouldn't be. I've been watching. Jin Xin's attitude towards Xinghewan has never changed, and he is even determined to get it. Moreover, we also found that Jin Tailong's attending doctor has frequently appeared in the Jin family's old house recently. It is certain that Jin Xuanfeng wants to take advantage of his father's illness to win Jin Xin's power."
"It depends on the father's attitude, and it depends on the faces of the seven old men. According to Jin Xuanfeng's bloody nature, it must be intolerable. However, Locke, have you ever thought that it is Jin Tailong who really wants to recover Jin Xin's power? That old fox is quite hypocritical. On the surface, it is a villain who makes a profit by stepping on his brother's blood."
Locke's dark forehead wrinkled, a possibility he hadn't thought of. "Although most of Jin Xin's shares are in the hands of people with other surnames, the Jin family is still the largest shareholder of Jin Xin. Is it necessary for Jin Tailong to do so? Besides, those shares have been in the hands of the seven old men for more than ten years. Why do you want to recover them at this time?"
"It's simple." Lin Ruicheng leaned back on the sofa with dark eyes.
"Since Jin Xuanfeng took over Jin Xin, he has lost several investments in the past few years, and secretly made several big businesses at a discount. Although Jin Xin can still make a lot of money all year round, those who are mercenary will only talk about his failure. Jin Xuanfeng wants to rebuild his prestige in Jin Xin, it all depends on his investment in Xinghewan. We didn't find the seven before Does the old man object to his investment in Xinghewan? Jin Xin is surnamed Jin. Naturally, Jin Tailong still hopes that his son can win people's hearts in Jin Xin. In those years, Jin Tailong was forced to send out his shares. Now, father and son are likely to work together to play. One is a young boy who is energetic and eager to control power, and the other is a helpless and innocent old man. "
"Do you mean that Jin Tailong pretended to be ill? In this way, he can avoid the seven old men and let Jin Xuanfeng collect the shares."
"Hum, this is the true face of the Jin family." This is a good time. The disintegration of Jin Xin is just around the corner.
"What shall we do next?" Locke hung his head and waited for the order.
"Make good use of Du Qiwen's chess piece. We must buy Jinxin's shares first and let them bite the dog."
Locke raised his head, his gray black eyes on those deep dark eyes. He always thought that besides being the most powerful killer in the organization, sir's leadership ability was also the greatest. Unexpectedly, his abdominal darkness and strategy also made people feel inferior.
"Have you found out about that? Who moved the medicine?" In a flash, the dark eyes became red, and the red scar on Ding Xuanyao's shoulder was like the tip of a needle, which had been pricking his heart.