Chapter 225

"Don't tell Yao Yao that. Belle, I will love her as my own child, but I want a daughter of our own."

Jin Xuanfeng stared at him, "are you so concerned about your wife's feelings?"

"Hiss - I don't care about her. Who do I care about? Hey, Jin Xuanfeng, brother-in-law, to be honest, are you interested in Chen Yan downstairs?" Well, he asked for her wife. He never gossiped like that himself.

Jin Xuanfeng took a sip of wine, and the cold and spicy liquor slid down his Adam's apple. "I have someone I like, but I don't know how to poke open this layer of window paper."

"Not downstairs?"

"No."

"Who is that?" Lin Ruicheng was curious and asked.

"Who?"

“……”

"Say it?"

“…….”

After several times of asking, Jin Xuanfeng didn't answer. Lin Ruicheng drank the wine in the cup depressed. "Look at your promise. You like a person and don't even dare to say her name. This is far worse than your sister. Your sister dared to climb a plane in order to chase me..."

"Her name is Qiao Xue." Jin Xuanfeng said suddenly.

"Your former assistant?" Lin Ruicheng pulled the corners of his mouth, "rabbits don't eat nest grass. It's good for you. Where to eat easily."

"I think I have to say it, otherwise things will get more and more troublesome." Chen Yan's becoming the daughter-in-law of the Jin family is gradually stereotyped in his father's heart. If he refuses in the end, it will hurt not only her father, but also Chen Yan.

"You and that assistant, you... En?"

"I'm not as * * * as you." That year, he almost couldn't control himself and ate Qiao Xue. Therefore, the two people didn't speak for a long time until they entered the cell and Qiao Xue came to see him, which gradually restored their previous relationship.

"Er... You shouldn't still..."

Lin Ruicheng leaned the wine glass against his eyes and looked at Jin Xuanfeng deeply. Jin Xuanfeng contacted his malicious eyes, "drink!"

The two glasses collided, and Jin Xuanfeng looked up and drank the wine in the dry glass.

"I'll talk to Yao Yao about it. Your father cares more about her words." Lin Ruicheng suddenly became serious. "There are some things that should be understood. Procrastination is not the way to solve the problem, you know."

Lin Ruicheng finished his words and drank the last mouthful of wine in the cup, "go back."

"Hey, can you go back so soon?" Jin Xuanfeng shouted at Lin Ruicheng's back.

Lin Ruicheng suddenly turned back and looked at him, "can you go back to the house in the cold and sleep with your wife and children and lie with you here?"

"Cut ~ ~ ~ ~" Jin Xuanfeng took a sip of wine and looked at the quiet dark night.

The cold wind rustled the withered leaves, and the dim light pulled out a figure. Jin Xuanfeng pulled the corners of his mouth, "haven't you gone? Why are you back?"

"Brother Xuanfeng, it's me."

Jin Xuanfeng heard the voice and turned around, "Why are you here? It's very cold here."

"I just saw my brother-in-law go down. I guess you may still be up there." Chen Yan sat on the cold chair. A cold wind came and she shrank her neck.

Seeing that she was only wearing a thin coat, Jin Xuanfeng took off the cashmere cloak on her body and handed it to her, "put it on."

"No, brother Xuanfeng, I'm not cold... A sneeze!"

Jin Xuanfeng threw his cashmere cloak directly on her, "don't you think it's cold?"

Chen Yan pinched twice and finally wrapped her cloak around herself. "Brother Xuanfeng, I'll have a drink with you."

Jin Xuanfeng was about to say that there was no cup. The cup was used by Lin Ruicheng, but before she could say anything, Chen Yan took her glass and drank the wine in it.

"How do you take my cup..." Jin Xuanfeng suddenly felt a little unnatural. "I asked the servant to bring another cup."

"No, I drank it all."

Jin Xuanfeng picked her eyebrows. Usually she looked shy. Unexpectedly, she was still open. That's right. After all, she was still young.

Chen Yan sipped the wine stains on her lips, "sorry."

"It's all right. It's very good. Don't stick to details."

"Brother Xuanfeng, I can only do this to you..." Chen Yan said softly, "I remember we had the same cup when we were young. Do you remember? When Uncle Kim was 40 years old, we were in Uncle Mao's restaurant in spring street. At that time, you were 17 and I was 7 years old. You took me to hide under the curtain of the wine table cloth and steal champagne. You kissed me..."

Jin Xuanfeng opened his mind of memory. When he was seventeen, did he have any?

"Brother Xuanfeng, I know you hate me now, but I really like you. From small to large, you are the person I admire most, always..." Chen Yan said affectionately and put something in her hand on the table.

Jin Xuanfeng stared at the heart folded with the colored paper burst out of the fireworks tube on the table. Some long-standing pictures faintly appeared in his mind, as if he had a little impression. This kind of love was learned from Baiyun

A cold wind came, and the love folded with colored paper on the table floated with the wind. Chen Yan was surprised and rushed over regardless of everything. The love of paper folding was caught, but the whole person threw himself on Jin Xuanfeng.

Jin Xuanfeng's wheelchair retreated several steps. If he hadn't responded in time and pulled the handbrake, I'm afraid he would have slipped out with people and cars.

"Are you okay?" Jin Xuanfeng was a little embarrassed. Just now her lips seemed to rub his face.

Chen Yan didn't dare move. She lay on Jin Xuanfeng's body. His jaw was in his ear. The warm breath brought by his speech and breathing made her itchy, "... It's all right."

"If it's all right, get up."

"Oh, oh." Chen Yan got up flustered from Jin Xuanfeng, and her face was too hot. "Brother Xuanfeng, have you done anything? Have I pressed your leg?"

"I'm fine. Yan'er, I don't hate you very much." I just don't like it, especially that kind. "You sit first, sit here and say." He doesn't seem to like Chen Yan very close to him.

"Then since you don't hate me, why do you ignore me? Do you know I'm embarrassed and sad?" Chen Yan sat on the chair and looked at Jin Xuanfeng with tears in her eyes.

"No, don't cry..."

Jin Xuanfeng drew a paper towel from his bag to Chen Yan. Chen Yan really cried with the paper towel. The more she cried, the more she wanted to cry.

Jin Xuanfeng's eyes were horizontal, "Yan'er, why don't we make it clear today..." anyway, she cried all at once.

"I won't listen." Chen Yan stood up quickly. If Jin Xuanfeng made it clear, she would have no chance. "Brother Xuanfeng, please remember that I really like you. I have loved you since the moment you kissed me."

Jin Xuanfeng watched Chen Yan's back disappear at the entrance of the corridor. He took back his frozen hand. He kissed her when he was seventeen. Why didn't he remember her at all?

He stood up, stretched himself, and then supported the railing to do a few push ups. Jin Xuanfeng sat back in his wheelchair and pushed the wheelchair away from the roof.

Chen Yan ran back to the room in one breath, closed the door, leaned against the door panel, and stroked her left heart, where she kept jumping. At the end of the corridor outside the door, Jin Tailong was on crutches. He saw the scene when Chen Yan ran back to the room shyly. Therefore, two people who want to get married still need more contact, and feelings will naturally arise.

Chen Yan took down the cashmere blanket she was wearing and held it in her arms. She smelled it. It was full of the smell of Jin Xuanfeng. For such a man who forced her father to death, did she give birth to love?

At the thought of this, Chen yanmeng slapped herself in the face!

Chen Yan! Don't forget who forced you to take back your shares in Jinxin!

If the Jin family doesn't forcibly withdraw their Chen family's shares in Jinxin, my father won't get rich overnight, abuse nature, even get addicted to drugs, and finally jump out of a building to commit suicide

Some people actually have no ability or mind. He may be a parasite. Once he leaves the host, his world will be chaotic, abducted and cheated. What people hate is that the host who let him stay for decades abandoned him so cruelly that he could enjoy a better life and finally cut himself down with his dilapidated body.

Chen Yan clenched the cashmere blanket tightly, and her teeth clenched. In order to avenge her father and herself, she was seated. Everything in the Jin family would be hers.

In another room on the third floor, Jin Xuanyao looked at the ceiling with a pair of black eyes and sighed from time to time.

"I regret telling you." Lin Ruicheng turned over and hugged her in his arms, with his jaw against her forehead. "I thought telling you would make you sleep well, but it backfired."

"My brother... He really said he liked Qiao Xue?" Jin Xuanyao met Qiao Xue and contacted her. At that time, she was still in leap. Qiao Xue handled the transfer of shares of their two brothers and sisters. In my impression, Qiao Xue is a kind of cold and quiet person. Unexpectedly, her brother likes such a girl. They have been together for so many years. They must know each other very well, and their work and life must have a tacit understanding. Such a girl is suitable to be her sister-in-law.

"That's what he said." Lin Ruicheng closed his eyes and murmured.

"No!"

Jin Xuanyao suddenly got up, opened the quilt and got out of bed, but Lin Ruicheng surrounded her waist, "what are you doing?"

"What are you doing? Are you in good spirits if you don't go to bed so late? If you're good, just play with me!" Lin Ruicheng was slightly angry, and his shallow lips directly bit her clavicle.

Jin Xuanyao took a breath and pushed Lin Ruicheng's chest. "Come on, I'm going to find my father. I'll tell him he's ordering mandarin ducks, huh ~ ~"

"Sure enough, I'm in good spirits, hem." Lin Ruicheng increased his strength and made the people under him pant.

"Hoo ~ ~ ~ I won't go. Let me go. I won't go."

"It's too late to beg for mercy now. The price of making me angry is that I can't get out of bed tomorrow morning."

Jin Xuanyao has facial paralysis. She

The night was as quiet as water, deep and dark. Behind the lonely and desolate cold, some people begged for mercy under the sweet cotton wrapping.

Some people miss alone with a box of silver rings.

Some people are in a daze at the crumpled heart of a piece of paper.

Some people are also wondering if Belle's birthday party can announce something besides her identity as a dry granddaughter.