Chapter 391： Tang Mingli is engaged

I still haven't looked back and said, "Tang Mingli, I am very grateful to you to save me, but we are just strangers.?"

The stranger's three words made his fist unconsciously hold.

I continued: "I hope that today's things will not be regenerated, I can't afford Lin."

Tang Mingli smiled coldly: "You have a master of the land, what is the Lin family?"

"My Master is a fairy, but after all, I am not around. I often travel outside. Sometimes I can't see it for ten or twenty years. If Lin wants to deal with me, I am afraid that when my master returns, my graves are very grassy. Deep." I said helplessly.

Tang Mingli was silent for a moment and said: "Alright, as long as you can keep the secret of the day, I will not come to you again, otherwise..."

I suddenly felt that my neck was cold, his fingers crossed my throat, and I had a goose bump on my skin.

I sneaked away like a frightened cat, ran into the bedroom, slammed the door, and a smile on his mouth, saying: "If you dare to reveal a word, I will give your beautiful slender neck. Twisted."

I swallowed and clung to the door and said, "I understand, you can rest assured, I will not say it. We are a grasshopper on a rope, can't run you, can't run me."

He hooked his mouth and said, "You understand."

After that, I turned around and waited for him to go far. I just sighed with relief and held my head in distress. I was hiding from him everywhere. Why would he still appear in front of me?

Can he not be like a Yin Yi?

I quickly booked the ticket and soon returned to the mountain city, saw the mountains and rivers of the mountain city, and the landmark building standing in the city center. I have the feeling of being separated.

I finally came back, or my hometown is so good, even the air is filled with a familiar familiar taste.

At this time, far away from the city, in the Lin Family House, an old man is sitting next to the chessboard and playing against himself. On the short, there is a purple sand scented incense burner with a fine sandalwood. The blue smoke flows from the scented flowers and condenses into a straight line in the air.

A writer who is wearing a cheongsam, the girl is seventeen and eighty years old. She looks very beautiful, her eyebrows are moving, her eyes are shining, and there is a gentle smile in her smile.

She is honing the piano, and the piano in her hand is engraved with delicate patterns. The crisp sound of the piano flows from her fingertips, such as pearls falling on the jade plate, creaking and melodious.

At the end of the song, the old man looked up and praised the nod. He said, "Yes, Yun, your piano skills are refined."

Lin Yuner bowed his head slightly and said, "Thank you for your grandfather's compliment."

The old man took the tea and took a sip and said, "Your child, can you be satisfied with the new home of the Tang family?"

Lin Yuner smiled faintly: "There is no satisfaction and dissatisfaction. Grandpa and Tanglin are two marriages. It is a major event that affects both of us. As a member of the Lin family, I naturally want to contribute to the Lin family."

The old man nodded with satisfaction and said, "Okay, good, it is my granddaughter. In the future, we will rely on you."

The two were talking, and suddenly there was a noise outside, and Lin’s father showed an unpleasant look.

"You let me go, I want to see Grandpa!" A scream came, and then a girl in a leather jacket came in. When she saw Lin Yuner, she was angry and said: "Grandpa, Tang Mingli said that he and his relatives It’s this woman, he is lying to me, right?”

Lin’s father said: “You know everything, yeah, tell you, yes, I and Tang’s are Yuner.”

"Why?" Lin Xiner's face was pale and said, "Grandpa, if this is the case, why do you want to tell me that the relative is me? Also, this Lin Yuner is just the daughter of Xiaosan, why should she be the Tang family? Mother?"

Lin’s face sank and said, “Don’t make trouble, hoe, go back.”

"I don't!" Lin Xiner looked at Lin Yuner. "Grandpa, you said, in the end, I am the mother's daughter, or is she?"

Father Lin slightly raised his eyes: "Who told you?"

"You don't care who it is!" Lin Xiner said with a foot on his feet. "When did you change me and her, and then let me be the target, just to protect her?"

"Stop!" Lin’s father yelled. “You listen to what you said, get out of it!”

Lin Xiner trembled. Although she was very capricious, she was not a fool. Lin’s attitude has already explained everything.

She is really the daughter of Xiao San, she is really a target!

She recalled the bits and pieces of the past, and all the things that I couldn’t figure out before were all figured out now.

"You, why are you so cruel, why..." The tears ran down her delicate cheeks, and she glared at her face and ran out in pain.

Lin’s father snorted and said, “It’s so big, I don’t know how to be grateful at all. I have raised her for so many years.”

Lin Yuner smiled and said: "Grandpa, don't have to be angry, my sister will figure it out."

Father Lin looked at her and said, "Your child, if the letter has you know the book, it would be fine."

Lin Yuner lowered his head and flashed a glimmer of light in his eyes.

In the evening, when the sun sets, Mrs. Lin will make a mask at this time every day to maintain her skin.

When she was making a mask, she liked to be in the flower room, and the maid applied it to her, with soft music, closed her eyes in the flowers, and enjoyed it quietly.

The maid had already retreated, and the shredded footsteps sounded behind her. She said faintly: "Who?"

"Mom, it is me." Lin Xiner said behind her.

"Oh, it's you." Mrs. Lin still closed her eyes, and she was impatient in her tone. "So late, go to rest."

"Mom, I will tell you a secret." Lin Xiner got in her ear and she asked, "What is it, mysterious."

Suddenly, she felt a cold throat, suddenly opened her eyes, suddenly sat up, licking her neck, Lin Xiner holding a knife in his hand, looking at her coldly, the blood on the knife.

"You, you..." Blood poured out from her fingers. She wanted to shout loudly, but she couldn't utter a word. She just opened her mouth and glared at Lin Xiner.

Lin Xiner’s eyes were cold and she was shaved on her like a knife. She said, “I am not your daughter. You changed me and your daughter, let me be the target, then spoil me, right? I want to kill. It’s also by me, is it? Now, I want to kill you, are you also by me?”

Mrs. Lin pointed at her, her mouth was wide, and her voice could only be heard in her throat.

Lin Xiner walked up two steps, inserted a knife into her chest, and then pulled it out hard, blood splashed and sprayed on her face, and Mrs. Lin slowly fell down, her eyes completely lost.

Lin Xiner’s eyes are cold and like a knife. He said, “Let me be the target. This is your end, not just you, but also the old and immortal daughter, I will not let them go.”

After all, she washed her body with the water in the greenhouse and left calmly.

At this time, among the best private dining restaurants in the city, Tang Laozi and Lin Laozi were sitting together and pushing the cups, very happy, Tang Mingli sat aside, his face was cold, and Lin Yuner smiled. , gentle and smooth, from time to time to say two funny words, attracted the Tang father to laugh.

Father Tang became more and more fond of Lin Yuner and directly regarded him as a grandson.

"Old Tang, since it has already been set, let's discuss the wedding period. Do you see when it is appropriate?" Lin said with a smile.

Father Tang touched his chin and thought about it: "The next month is a good day, and you see if we are scheduled for that day?"

Father Lin said: "Fifteen next month? So fast?"

Father Tang stunned Tang Mingli and his eyes flashed. He said: "The engagement ceremony will be held in the next month, and the formal wedding will be discussed slowly."

He said, he looked up at Lin Yuner and said, "Shantou, how do you feel?"

Lin Yuner bowed his head and said softly: "All grandfathers are the masters."