Chapter 548

Lin Yi is standing there with an umbrella.

"What do you mean?"

"Housekeeper Fang said that you came to plead for the eldest lady, but I don't think so." Lin Yi looked at him, "on the day when the will was announced, Ying Hannian gave you a chance, but you still didn't care about the life and death of the eldest lady. Now the eldest lady has suffered, and you come to beg for mercy every day. You know Ying Hannian can't be moved, and even he will humiliate you... So what you do is to make yourself feel better."

“……”

Mu Xianfeng's hand clenched the handle of the umbrella, and his face turned blue and white.

"Every time the eldest lady is suffering to the point of attempted suicide, you can comfort yourself that you are not doing nothing. You even lower your noble head to ask for a cold-blooded year. You are not wrong, you are not unfilial, you..."

"No more."

Mu Xianfeng bit his teeth, and his hatred flashed by.

“……”

Lin Yi looked at him quietly.

Mu Xianfeng raised her eyes and looked at her. Under the long quivering eyelashes, the light in her eyes was distorted. "Lin Yi, do you know you are so smart sometimes that you hate it?"

"Don't be superficial, Mu Xianfeng. Losing is losing. If you are not willing to bow your head, you will drive yourself crazy." Lin Yi light tunnel, face not too much expression, "go back."

With that, she turned to leave.

"Now you are speaking from the perspective of Ying Hannian." Mu Xianfeng's voice sounded in the rain, "what about me? From the beginning to the end, what kind of person and position am I in your eyes? "

At the moment when Lin Yi looked back, it rained heavily, which made her face a little far away.

"Does that matter?" Lin Yi looked at him calmly.

From the beginning, she was one of his chessmen. Who would ask the chessman what he thought of the holder.

Besides, everything is over.

"It's important because I don't know who I am anymore." His voice sounds ethereal on this rainy day.

"Then don't push yourself to a dead end." She said faintly, "Mu Xianfeng, when it's time to admit defeat, it's time to let yourself go."

He calculated what Jiang Qixing would do, but in the end, he was not trying to embarrass himself, and he did not shake Ying's half year.

Hearing this, Mu Xianfeng grinned bitterly and said, "I can't let myself go? My mother, can he spare me? "

Rao?

How can I forgive you?

"When your mother forced you to be a prostitute, when you dug up a grave and raised ashes, you should know that you deserve this share now." Her voice was still faint.

Under the umbrella, Mu Xianfeng's eyes were filled with struggle and hatred, "what should we suffer? Ah

“……”

"I deserve everything. Who will take my share?" Mu Xianfeng asked, "I was supposed to be the eldest son of the herdsman, with boundless glory, but I have come to the point where I want to live or die; I really like you. I'm willing to give you the best, but what did you give me back? "

Lin Yi stood by the side of the road, watching the rain falling constantly, watching his slender figure under the umbrella, and his thin eyebrows slightly frowned, "you think like this is just self entanglement, to live up to the last point of my heart before I die."

Referring to the old man, Mu Xianfeng's eyes were shocked.

Muzhiliang still keeps his absurd deeds until he dies.

His hand clenched the handle harder and harder.

"That's all I've said. I hope you'll take care of yourself."

Lin Yi said, holding an umbrella to leave, back to the body of a moment, Mu Xianfeng's voice sounded behind her, "Lin Yi, have you ever moved a snack to me?"

“……”

"Even if only for a moment, you feel that this man, even if he is disabled, is not good for nothing. It's something you can rely on and pay attention to."

“……”

Standing with his back to him, Lin Yi didn't see the last hope in his eyes.

That kind of hope is with struggle, just like a drowning man to see a driftwood, desperately want to grab, want to prove that he can live.

She stood there holding an umbrella, without looking back, just quietly saying, "I used to regard you as a friend, but I never moved my heart."

With that, she did not stop and lifted her foot to leave.

The rain was heavy.Looking at her back, Mu Xianfeng slowly closed his eyes, loosened his fingers, and the umbrella fell to the ground. The cold rain suddenly penetrated his whole body, and his short hair was wet, so cold that his bones were shaking.

When he opened his eyes again in the rain, his eyes were only gray.

It's hopelessness that can't catch the driftwood.

His despair is distorted.

……

Mu Xianfeng left.

Lin Yi doesn't know if his words have broken the truth of Mu Xianfeng's plea. He can't stand down and goes away, or because of something else.

After all, I left.

Lin Yi was peaceful for a few days, but no one came to find her. Life was very peaceful.

It's also true that the herdsmen have to prepare for a while even if they want to move their mind. They can't do it immediately.

It doesn't matter. Ying Hannian's position is enough to block all the storms for her. She doesn't have to worry about this or that, just live her comfortable life.

In fact, it's not as bad as she thought.

"Yes, Dad, the private plane will arrive at s city at seven tomorrow. You're going to come over and have lunch in imperial city."

On the balcony, Lin Yi calls in Ying Hannian's arms and bathes in the sun.

Warmth swept through her skin like fluff, making her squint.

Ying Hannian's hand touched her waist.

"I have something to do at noon tomorrow. I'll fly back in the afternoon. Anyway, the celebration banquet will be in time tomorrow evening." Lin Guanting said.

"Is there anything left to do?"

Lin Yi was puzzled and said that he would be ready so many days in advance.

"It's just a little thing. If the private plane can't change the time, I'll buy a ticket to fly here. I won't be late." Lin Guanting said over there that he insisted on starting again tomorrow afternoon.

Smell speech, Lin Yi also hard to say what, "well, you attend the banquet dress should be cold years are ready, or early to try, see fit."

If it doesn't fit, there's still time to change it.

"OK, I see. Are you better in winter?" Lin Guanting asked over there.

Ying Hannian, holding Lin Yi in his arms, is half lying on the reclining chair, with one hand around her and the other hand holding a tablet. He is reading the document. He hears that he is close to her mobile phone and says in a low voice, "Dad, I'm much better. Don't worry."

Lin Yi glanced at him, and then he behaved again. He didn't know who was always crying behind his back.

It is clear that he is Weng's son-in-law. He does not live like a rival in love.

"That's good." Lin Guanting breathed a sigh of relief at the end of the mobile phone, "I still have something to do here, hang up first."