C4

The two arrived at the parking lot. Uncle Lin, who had been waiting beside the car, quickly opened the car door when he saw them.

Fu Xingchen glanced at him before getting into the back seat expressionlessly.

When Uncle Lin saw that Fu Xingchen did not want to answer him, he swallowed the words that he was about to say. If one looked closely, one could see a faint trace of guilt on Fu Xingchen's aged face.

Bai Jin handed the suitcase to Uncle Lin and said impolitely, "Uncle Lin, sorry to trouble you."

Uncle Lin gave a simple and honest smile. "Miss Sun, you don't need to say anything. This is my duty."

After saying that, Uncle Lin walked to the trunk of the carriage and swiftly placed it inside.

Soon, the car started moving.

Looking out from the window, Fu Xingchen could see scenes that he was once familiar with flashing across his eyes.

After four years abroad, it was hard to say how she felt about returning home, but the city was full of her memories. Good, bad, disappointed, even desperate...

Fu Xingchen exhaled a breath of air and said to Uncle Lin, who was driving the car, "Uncle Lin."

Uncle Lin was stunned, but was immediately overjoyed. He hurriedly replied, "Miss Biao, what's wrong?"

However, Fu Xingchen's next sentence caused Uncle Lin to feel even more guilty.

"When do I enter the Tang Clan?" After a pause, he asked, "Grandfather, are you done arranging everything?"

Uncle Lin's heart ached. If it wasn't for the fact that he had to ensure the safety of the two misses while driving, he really wanted to wipe away his tears.

Miss Biao had been independent since she was young. She was a cold and aloof person. She always carried everything on her shoulders, so she could not live according to her own wishes.

Right now, he couldn't even decide on his own in matters of marriage.

Uncle Lin slowed down his car and said unwillingly: "Old Dong said that he will notify Miss in a few days. You should rest well for the next few days."

Looking in the rearview mirror and seeing that Fu Xingchen's face did not show any change, Uncle Lin could not help but say, "Actually, the young master of the Tang clan is not bad either. He is young and has no history, and he also …"

"Stop!" "Uncle Lin, drive well."

Before Uncle Lin finished speaking, Bai Jin could not bear to listen anymore. She felt heartache for Fu Xingchen and resentful towards the people who had forced Fu Xingchen to such an extent.

"What's wrong?"

Fu Xingchen tilted his head and looked at her puzzledly. His amber eyes were clear and clear, without a single blush. However, it seemed as if he was hiding too many things.

Bai Jin's eyes turned sour. She hugged her and sobbed in a low voice.

"What's wrong with you?" What are you crying for? " Fu Xingchen was shocked. He hurriedly asked as he walked along her back.

After crying, Bai Jin raised her head and looked at Fu Xingchen with reddened eyes. Her heart ached.

There was nothing Fu Xingchen could do. What she couldn't stand was for Bai Jin to be so delicate and weak.

"Alright, I'm not sad at all, but you're sad." After all, he was a close friend and family member since he was young. How could Fu Xingchen not understand Bai Jin's thoughts? "Stop crying, you're so ugly!"

It was just that it was completely useless against him.

Bai Jin wiped her tears and held Fu Xingchen's hand. She said, "I'm sorry. I couldn't convince Grandfather, nor could I convince Aunt and Uncle."

Bai Jin had always been bickering with her family because of this incident. However, she had never expected that her grandpa, Bai Xi Hai, would not give up on this marriage! Even my aunt and uncle!

He didn't expect that Star Lord would agree. Then, no matter how much he objected to it, it would all be for naught.

Hearing Bai Jin's words of guilt, a hint of warmth flashed across Fu Xingchen's eyes.

"It's okay, don't think too much. I'm not sad at all."

There were some things that she had already lost a long time ago, and there were also some things that she had never possessed. She was already almost numb to it, so where did her sadness come from?