Substitute for the little ancestor

It was snowing heavily in City Z again, and the surrounding mountains were covered by the snow all over the sky, making it difficult to see the original appearance clearly.

Yin Xun has been at home for three days.

After recuperating from his injuries in the hospital, he basically hadn't been to the crew, and Yin Xun's role in the show was forced to change cast members in an emergency.

Lin Xiangdong didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, because Jiang Hansheng personally came forward to solve the problem.

Not only did he not dare to say a word, but he also went to the door to apologize, blaming him for not checking the safety of the props in advance, and thanking Jiang Hansheng for not asking the crime.

Hearing this, Yin Xun shrugged. This society is like this, and the power of people is above everything else.

It is not surprising why so many people want status, which can make people bow their heads, and this alone is enough to satisfy the pursuit of human nature.

In the snowy night's dream, Yin Xun had a very long dream.

It was very dark and there was no light to be seen.

I just feel that there is an inexplicable force leading me to move forward.

Gradually, the dawn appeared, and she saw Jiang Hansheng standing not far away, with a woman standing beside him.

As he got closer, the figure of the woman in front of him became clearer and more familiar.

She turned around sharply, and Yin Xun stopped in her tracks.

It's the woman named Binglan!
Her eyes were scarlet and bloodshot, and she looked at Yin Xun with endless hatred in her eyes.

In the next moment, Binglan suddenly rushed towards Yin Xun.

"what!"

Luo Yinxun screamed, she sat up straight and covered her chest with her hands, her heart was beating violently.

It was a dream.

Yin Xun sighed for a long time, grasped the thin quilt around her with her hands, and looked around the room without Jiang Hansheng.

Yin Xun went down and opened the curtains, Yin Xun felt a little hurt from the dazzling light.

Looking up at the clock on the wall, it's 10:30.

It was dawn, and the snow outside was so thick that the naked eye could see it. The servant was cleaning the yard, but the black Bentley was nowhere to be seen in the garage.

Yin Xun went downstairs to eat two bites of food, and the phone rang in the empty hall.

mobile phone!

Yin Xun put down his job and looked for it, but he couldn't find it.

"Aunt Wang, have you seen my mobile phone?"

Aunt Wang hesitated and looked away: "I haven't seen it."

She hurriedly picked up the rag on the table and started cleaning the house.

The phone is still ringing, and Yin Xun can basically confirm where it is hidden. It is a small box like a safe, which was locked by someone.

"Aunt Wang, please tell me if you know. My father is seriously ill and hospitalized. I'm worried if it's a call from home."

They are all people with families and children. Hearing this, Aunt Wang's heart softened.

She looked into Yin Xun's eyes, and found that the eyes of the woman in front of her were clear and sincere, without any hint of lying.

After hesitating again and again, Aunt Wang pointed to a location.

"What is the password?"

Yin Xun walked over.

"I really don't know about that, Miss Luo."

Aunt Wang didn't look like she was lying, so Yin Xun didn't press her to ask.

She touched the lock of the cold iron cabinet with her fingertips and slowly stroked it, a thought condensed in her mind.

Yin Xun entered her birthday, but the password was wrong...

She changed Jiang Hansheng's birthday again, but it was still a mistake...

There are only three chances, and this is the last time, Yin Xun gritted her teeth, she thought for a moment, and risked herself to enter a string of numbers, which was the date when she and Jiang Hansheng first met.

Just listen, squeak.

The box is open!
He took out the mobile phone that was still playing the ringtone of the incoming call, and found that it was a string of unfamiliar numbers.

Could it be Mr. Lin?

It doesn't make sense, she has already reminded Chief Lin that she will not send any more messages to this phone in the short term.

Curiosity prompted Xia Yin to answer the phone anyway.

"Hello, Luo Yinxun."

A crisp and clear female voice came from the other end of the phone. If you listen carefully, you will find that she is somewhat familiar.

"you are?"

"I'm Binglan, we met before."

The people over there seemed to be in a hurry, as if she quickly took over the practiced opening remarks, and then heard her say: "If you have time, let's meet. I will wait for you at 'Aurora' at 01:30 this afternoon."

Not giving Yin Xun room to think is more like a direct notification.

Yin Xun was two seconds late, and then she raised her eyebrows and said, "Okay, just this afternoon, at 01:30."

The woman's self-confidence stunned Binglan for a moment. She clutched the corner of her clothes tightly, hung up the phone, looked at the numbers on the phone and gritted her teeth: "Luo Yinxun, don't be too happy!"

Binglan is such a silly woman, why does she think she can declare sovereignty here?
Yin Xun smiled, more sarcastically.

He also laughed at Jiang Hansheng, a man who deserved death like him, yet there is still a woman fighting for him.

Now that she has come to her door, why not become a springboard to further enhance the relationship between her and Jiang Hansheng.

I called Jiang Hansheng, he was not very busy, he was probably on his way home, Yin Xun speeded up his dressing up.

I deliberately wore a set of clothes that were thin and easy to tear.

Before going downstairs, Yin Xun said to Aunt Wang: "I'm going out to talk to Ms. Binglan in 'Aurora'. If Master Jiang comes back, please tell him."

"Good Miss Luo."

Yin Xun took a taxi all the way to Aurora, 01 minutes earlier than 30:10.

Jiang Hansheng also arrived at home at this time, and the car was parked at the gate. I don't know when he developed the habit of looking up at the balcony on the second floor after returning home.

The curtains had already been drawn, and Yin Xun must have woken up.

Jiang Hansheng held a bouquet of flowers in his hand, and he didn't buy them specially, but on this snowy and extremely cold day, there were vendors pushing carts selling flowers on the road. Jiang Hansheng almost covered all the roses, so he regarded it as a gift A beautiful thing.

Jiang Hansheng changed his coat and walked up to the bedroom on the second floor with a sense of relief in his heart.

Only Aunt Wang's voice came from behind.

"Sir, Miss Luo is not in the room."

Jiang Hansheng stopped in his tracks.

"Not here?" He frowned handsomely and then his tone sank: "Where did she go?"

"Not long after Miss Luo left, she said she had something to discuss with someone named Binglan."

"Ice orchid?"

"Yes, sir."

"Why don't I know, can she have something to talk to Binglan about?"

Jiang Hansheng's face was gloomy, he went downstairs and threw the rose in his hand on the table, and turned to check the box that blocked Yin Xun's mobile phone.

Aunt Wang became nervous: "Mr. Xian, it's like this."

Jiang Hansheng clenched his fists: "Tell me, who gave you the courage?"

"It's Miss Luo. She said she was afraid of a call from her father who was seriously ill at home. In desperation, in desperation"

"Where did she go?"

"Miss Luo, it should be 'Aurora' now."

Jiang Hansheng's good mood was completely ruined, he picked up the cashmere coat on the hanger and walked out.

In order to meet Binglan, Luo Yinxun put on heavy makeup and wore extremely thin clothes, looking very slutty.

Her appearance wanders between innocence and charm.