C113 causal cause

"Jin Beichuan! You are simply unreasonable. "

Lin Xiaoxiao scrunched his eyebrows, coldly glanced at Jin Beichuan, and passed through his body. He left without even turning his head back.

He had his pride, and she had hers.

Why did he misunderstand her like this? It was fine if she misunderstood him, but what he said just now had already reached the point of insulting her.

Lin Xiaoxiao was in a hurry, but he was sulking in his heart, so he did not notice the people around him.

That person's body bumped into her. She thought that Jin Beichuan was that bastard, but Lin Xiaoxiao rebuked unhappily.

"What are you doing!"

Looking up, he didn't see anything.

Xu Jiaming had a look of despise on his face as he looked at her with half-squinting eyes.

"Lin Xiaoxiao, you're not bad. To think that after a few years of not seeing each other, your skills have increased."

Ironic? Or was he just cursing at them?

"How so?" Lin Xiaoxiao raised his eyebrows with a calm face.

This caused Xu Jiaming to be a little stunned, the corners of his mouth hooked up as he ridiculed, "You're worried about the Vice President, yet are ambiguous with the CEO, just how many people can you contain in your heart!?"

He knew his dog's mouth wouldn't spit out ivory.

Lin Xiaoxiao's brows slightly curved, a graceful and shallow smile appearing on his pure face. With a flick of her delicate hand, he pushed back the hair by his ear. His tone was so casual.

"It doesn't matter who I'm worried about, or who I'm intimate with. In short …" None of this has anything to do with you. "

Lin Xiaoxiao was filled with pride, after saying that, he did not even bother to look at him, and turned to leave.

Xu Jiaming only felt a tightness in his chest, a wave of resentful aura blocked his heart, he was unable to relax. A malicious cold light surfaced in his eyes, his eyes were sharp as a blade, looking at Lin Xiaoxiao's figure that was getting further and further away, he angrily roared.

Night descended, Jin Family.

The moment Jin Beishan stepped into the courtyard, he heard the passionate voice of the butler.

"The Young Master is back."

When the person inside heard the sound, they hurriedly got up and rushed out.

"Bei Shan, why have you just returned? Look at the time that Mom has with you. It's been a few hours. " It was rare for Li Qiaoyun to not be as sarcastic and sarcastic as before, all she had was the care and concern a mother had for her children.

"Mom." Jin Beishan stood at the doorway, hugged his mother first, then said with an apologetic tone of voice, "Aren't I busy right now?"

Li Qiaoyun glanced at him reproachfully, and said after a long while, "I got skinnier."

Jin Beishan laughed, the touched touched the fine outline of his face and said: "I'm ok."

The mother and son may have not seen each other for a long time, but they had forgotten to come in when they were talking at the door. At this moment, a middle-aged man's voice sounded from inside the door.

"How long has it been since Bei Shan last returned? Qiao Yun, did you plan to have him stand at the door?"

There was even a hint of concern in the majesty and dignity of the voice. The voice was slow, seemingly reprimanding, but full of concern.

The two people outside smiled at each other, then Jin Beishan walked in while hugging Li Qiaoyun's back.

"Dad."

Entering the room, Jin Beishan called out respectfully, and came to the sofa.

There was a middle-aged man sitting on the sofa. He was wearing a beige Tang suit with a row of handmade buttons in the middle and a pair of old cloth shoes on his feet. Her eyebrows were raised and her pupils were full of spirit. The outline of his face was filled with the toughness and sternness of the Jin's bloodline.

He was Jin Zhanlou, from the second house of Jin family.

He slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with love and love, looking up and down at Jin Beishan.

He nodded, "I lost weight."

"Oh, no? As soon as my son returned back to the Jin's, he went to help out. How could I not worry about my exhaustion? " Li Qiaoyun replied.

"Sit down." Jin Zhanlou glanced at Li Qiaoyun indifferently, and said to Jin Beishan after withdrawing his gaze.

"Yes." Jin Beishan nodded and obediently sat down.

The servants brought fresh fruit, delicious snacks, and fragrant tea.

Li Qiaoyun sat down beside Jin Beishan, and looked at his son anxiously, "It's been so long since I've returned, you don't even know how to come back and visit us? You too, that company will become Jin Beichuan's sooner or later, what are you trying to sell yourself to. "What's more, grandpa still has …"

"Shut up!" Jin Zhanlou was furious, his eyes flashed with a bright light as he glared at Li Qiaoyun, "You're so soft-hearted!"

Li Qiaoyun was not convinced, her eyebrows twitched as she retorted, "Isn't it also for our son? Look at that Jin Beichuan, does he even have us elders in his eyes? The last time he went to the hospital to visit his grandfather, he had been coaxed into a daze by the old man. If you want to talk about us Bei Shan, which part of us is worse than him? It's just that he doesn't have the ability to coax others into speaking good words, that's all. "

His mouth was like the mouth of a typical Xianglin's sister-in-law.

Jin Zhanlou frowned, "Don't mention these words to me in the future."

Li Qiaoyun changed her position in dissatisfaction and muttered, "Do you think I haven't counted? I only dare to say it behind her back to vent my hatred."

"Not even behind the scenes."

"…"

"Alright, dad and mom, stop arguing." Jin Beishan stopped him.

If he had known earlier that this house was still the same as his childhood, he really shouldn't have come back.

Jin Zhanlou stood up and said to Li Qiaoyun in an commanding tone, "I still have things to discuss with my son, go back to your room first."

Saying that, he gave Jin Beishan a look, then turned and walked in the direction of the study room.

"..." "Eh …" "You old thing, it wasn't easy for my son to come back. As a mother, so what if I chat with him for a bit …"

Li Qiaoyun was so angry that her entire body was trembling.

This woman's temper was indeed not very pleasing, but she was still Jin Beishan's mother. Both of his hands rested on Li Qiaoyun's shoulders as he consoled her, "Alright mother, let's not talk too much. I'll take some time out to come back and visit you in the future."

"That's what you said. Don't give me a call when the time comes, just say that you're busy. At a social gathering or something." Li Qiaoyun pouted.

In the study, Jin Zhanlou lit a cigarette, and the smoke from his eyebrows rose up.

"What's the situation in Jin's?" Jin Zhanlou asked.

Jin Beishan said, "Big Brother has indeed treated Jin's very well, and has appreciated his power much more than Grandfather did when he was on the throne."

"So we have no chance at all?" Jin Zhanlou's eyes revealed faint disappointment.

If he had known that this kid had such a business mind when he reached adulthood, he would have thrown him into the water and drowned.

"Father, don't be disappointed." Jin Beishan smiled easily.

Jin Zhanlou revealed a puzzled look.

"The Jin's has been in his hands for so many years after all. It's easier to destroy it with a single strike than to simply do it with a single strike. Moreover, if we urgently cripple the Jin's, it won't benefit us much. I'm trying to help him on the surface, but I'm actually trying to figure out his economic lifeline. "