C127 That figure

Jin Beichuan's face still did not show any expression, he only nodded, "Let's go."

The interior of the room was not as luxurious as Lin Xiaoxiao had imagined, but it was complete. Every decoration seemed simple, but in reality, they were filled with a strong sense of meditation.

The whole thing gave a sense of peace and serenity.

Lin Xiaoxiao's suspenseful heart couldn't help but loosen up, as though everything was in the shape of a master. This sort of construction would likely take a lot of effort. Granny Jin should be the same as Grandpa Jin, they should be people who were easy to get along with.

However, the truth was …

The servant led them into the living room, and Lin Xiaoxiao and Jin Beichuan sat down on sandalwood chairs.

Before long, he saw two servants standing on either side of him, supporting an old woman who was tall and old, walking out slowly.

The old man did not look too good. He was wearing the sloping buttons of the Ming Dynasty, black slacks, and staring at a pair of flat old cloth shoes.

Lin Xiaoxiao noticed that the old man was holding a chain that was worn by a Bodhi Bead. That old and slender hand was fiddling with them one by one.

She was Jin Zhenfeng's original body, Guan Liwen.

Lin Xiaoxiao and Jin Beichuan stood up at the same time.

"Grandmother." Jin Beichuan called out.

"..." "Grandma." Lin Xiaoxiao also called out.

With the support of a servant, Guan Liwen walked to the side of a chair. The elderly raised her eyes, looking at Jin Beichuan lovingly, and sized him up.

"How have you been?"

"Everything's fine, Grandmother." Jin Beichuan replied softly.

"Good, good." Guan Liwen nodded. Then, her gaze landed on Lin Xiaoxiao.

This gaze, it was hard to say what kind of feeling it was. It seemed to be filled with contempt, yet it also seemed to contain something else mixed within. In short, Lin Xiaoxiao felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Hi grandma." Lin Xiaoxiao cutely called out.

"You … "What's his name?" Guan Liwen said blandly.

"My surname is Lin and I'm Lin Xiaoxiao." Lin Xiaoxiao replied.

"Lin Xiaoxiao." Guan Liwen repeated himself, then shook her head, "No, this name won't do."

In order to please the elderly, Lin Xiaoxiao asked, "Then grandmother, tell me, what should I be called?"

Guan Liwen shot a glance at her, and said, "Xiao … The concept was cold and lonely. You might as well call her "Xiao". "

"Small?" Lin Xiaoxiao thought for a while, "Grandma, what is the meaning behind this?"

Guan Liwen took the ginseng tea from the servant, and lightly sipped before slowly saying, "Of course it means to be small. If not for being a daughter of a noble family, how could she be the Jin's's daughter-in-law? I've also heard about your matters, your status should only be considered minor! "

"…"

Before Lin Xiaoxiao came, he had already envisioned the scene of meeting the old granny, but he never expected it to be like this.

The old granny's words meant that she could only be Jin Beichuan's wife, a relationship that was very shameful.

She had already felt the contempt and disdain coming from her body. Previously, she thought that she must have been mistaken, but now, she realized that the old granny's prejudice towards her was so great. The first time they met, he had made her feel embarrassed.

She looked helplessly at Jin Beichuan. He noticed that the man's eyes were still dark and gloomy, and his expression was gloomy. It was hard to tell what he was thinking.

"..." "Grandma, I …" Lin Xiaoxiao wanted to say something, but was unable to find a place to start talking.

The servant spoke up, saying that the old granny needed to rest.

Jin Beichuan nodded and stood up to bid farewell to Guan Liwen.

Lin Xiaoxiao only nodded at her, and followed behind Jin Beichuan. Lin Xiaoxiao was not one bit off when he heard the old man's faint voice, and said: "Such a lowly person with such a low status, he is only fit to be a little person outside … Don't even think about stepping into the Jin's's gate in your lifetime … "

Lin Xiaoxiao only felt his heart clogging up, and he was unable to exhale in a single breath.

After walking out of the door, she let out a long breath as a cool breeze blew past her.

Jin Beichuan held her hand and walked out of the courtyard with her.

"Are you surprised?" Jin Beichuan asked as he looked into her aggrieved eyes.

Lin Xiaoxiao's eyes drooped down, and lightly covered that pair of bright and beautiful eyes. The faint moonlight and gentle street light cast a deep shadow under her eyes.

Her long eyelashes fluttered like wings in the wind.

Er Qing lifted his head, and the corner of his mouth slightly curved in an indifferent manner.

Her patience made his heart ache!

Jin Beichuan let out a light sigh as his big hands went through her hair and wrapped around the back of her neck. His tone was very careful, afraid that he would accidentally use the wrong words and hurt her self-esteem.

"..." "Maybe if you stay with me, you'll have to suffer even more …"

Lin Xiaoxiao's heart suddenly jumped as he felt pain in her heart that made her want to turn around. A pair of rough but warm palms caressed her face and rested on her jaw.

She had barely raised her eyes when her jaw was pulled away, and the next moment, her warm kiss came like a snowflake on her lips.

After a brief moment of error, Lin Xiaoxiao slowly closed his eyes.

Jin Beichuan moved his lips, and creased her eyebrows. That sound was like an oath, but more like a promise.

"I won't let you suffer any grievances!"

Jin Beichuan's voice drilled into Lin Xiaoxiao's cochlea, causing her to clench his heart, and his eyes to still be closed.

The man embraced her and hugged her tightly.

"Let's go, I'll take you to see my mother." Jin Beichuan released her and held her hand.

Lin Xiaoxiao nodded and did not say a word.

The two of them were silent as they walked towards their destination.

Shoulder to shoulder, hand in hand.

This scene was something that Lin Xiaoxiao would deeply remember for many years.

He remembered that back then, the feelings Jin Beichuan had for her were so sincere and warm.

She remembered the warmth he had given her back then, how close to her heart, how he had left a deep imprint on that three inch of heaven.

Lin Xiaoxiao's head was lowered, and his gaze was not looking straight ahead.

All of her sense of direction was tightly grasped in Jin Beichuan's palm.

Wherever he went, she would follow!

She only felt the footsteps of the man beside her suddenly stop. Before she could raise her head, she heard Jin Beichuan's soft sigh, "Ming Xi …"

This name made her feel as if she was being pummeled!

And when he raised his head, she saw that not far away, within the black shadow, a streak of fiery red had drifted away with the wind. She only felt his small hands relax as Jin Beichuan chased after his with his long legs.

"Beichuan …" she subconsciously shouted.

Jin Beichuan ran forward and left her in a daze, as if he was petrified.

This feeling was something he couldn't speak.

He felt his hand loosen and his heart sink.

Jin Beichuan walked to the end of the black figure and looked around. Where was the fiery red one?

Could he have seen wrongly?

Impossible!

His sense of alertness was very strong, and his sense of perception was astonishingly strong.

That figure and that clothes that he was so familiar with, he would never forget them for the rest of his life.

"Beichuan."

Lin Xiaoxiao gave chase with disappointment in his eyes but even more so, he was filled with fear.

She could feel the chilly wind blowing in this place, causing her scalp to go numb.

"Who did you see?" she asked, knowing.

"Nope." Jin Beichuan retracted his gaze and the disappointment in his eyes became exceptionally clear. He turned to Lin Xiaoxiao and explained, "Maybe I was mistaken."

"…"

Lin Xiaoxiao really wanted to point at the tip of his nose and painfully tell him that he shouldn't have left her alone and ran away by himself. He didn't know if she would be scared, even more worried.

However, she submitted.

He's done for!

He was even a bit resigned to the fact.

"Let's go back." Jin Beichuan said to her as he regained his composure.

However, this time, he did not hold her hand, and did not dip the warmth of his palm onto her body.

Lin Xiaoxiao did not mention anything, nor did he take the initiative.

The path became more remote as they walked, and the lights gradually dimmed. Unlike the other buildings that were brightly lit, it seemed to have lost some of its popularity.

Just when Lin Xiaoxiao was thinking that there was no path at the end of the mountain, his line of sight passed through a large row of fir trees.

A big family was a big family, and the people they lacked the most were few and underlings.

Although this small courtyard didn't seem to be occupied, it was still clean and tidy. Just from its decoration and color, it seemed that the room had no owner, so it could only be considered as having been refurbished.

Jin Beichuan pushed open the door, and only felt a faint smell of mildew.

Presumably, it was because the door was not opened often.

What surprised Lin Xiaoxiao was that there did not seem to be a servant in this villa.

Jin Beichuan stood by the door, caressed it, and pressed the button on the wall for the light. In a split-second, the lights were all on, and a house that looked like it had been renovated in Old Shanghai appeared in front of Lin Xiaoxiao.

The first thing that entered Lin Xiaoxiao's eyes was a staircase that led upstairs. It was made of white jade and the handrails were inlaid with the golden bronze flowers of Old Shanghai. The sofa was made with a European style style, the right side of the hall had a large French window, and beside it was a pure white piano.

In Lin Xiaoxiao's mind, the image of a young lady from a noble family in Shanghai appeared, gentle and peaceful.

At the same time, her gaze fell onto the huge photo frame hanging on the staircase wall.

The man inside was handsome, young and forceful, with picturesque features. He was wearing a Chinese military uniform, and he was exuberant and righteous. From this appearance, this person should be Jin Zhan Nan from his youth.

He was thinking about Jin Beichuan, his eyebrows, his lips, and the outline of his face. This was a true bloodline fusion!

The woman standing beside the young Jin Zhannan looked extremely charming. Her slim figure standing beside the man made her seem even more delicate and gentle. She was dressed in a white wedding dress and had a holy white dress over her head.

This must be Jin Beichuan's mother, a great beauty indeed. On Jin Beichuan's face, there were indeed some characteristics that belonged to her.

What a beautiful wedding photo!

Only, Lin Xiaoxiao seemed to see some indifference on Jin Zhannan's face. As for the woman's face, it was filled with shame and annoyance …

"This is my mother." Jin Beichuan stood by Lin Xiaoxiao's side, his lower jaw slightly raised, staring at the beautiful lady in the painting.

"It's so late, she should be asleep by now." Lin Xiaoxiao's voice was not loud, afraid that he would disturb the person in his dreams.

"Yes." Jin Beichuan nodded indifferently.

Lin Xiaoxiao thus said, "Then let's not disturb her, we will come again tomorrow to visit her. "Okay?"

When Lin Xiaoxiao said this, he tilted his head and looked at the man beside him. There was actually some sort of pleading in her tone.

For some reason, she had always felt that there was something weird going on.

It was cold, but also filled with timidness.

Jin Beichuan said, "Wait." With that, he reached out and pulled out a chair, then another. He placed one of them behind Lin Xiaoxiao and sat down.

Her long legs crossed gracefully and naturally, and her back leaned slightly against the chair cushion. In her eyes, there was an unspeakable emotion, that was so peaceful, as she stared at the woman in the painting.

Lin Xiaoxiao also sat down, and she couldn't help but look at the man beside his.

Her heart was getting more and more uneasy!

He had always thought that Jin Beichuan liked her and loved her.

But at this moment, she faintly felt that her feeling was wrong.

Today's Jin Beichuan was extremely abnormal.