She is the world's thousands of styles

"puff!"

The milk in Lin Dai'er's mouth spurted wildly, splashing onto Shen Mochuan's face and his gray-black sweater.

It's too bad, it's too bad, Shen Mochuan also has the problem of cleanliness like the son of your family.

She hurriedly picked up the warm towel next to him to help him wipe the stain: "Mr. Shen, I'm sorry, I'm too excited."

Shen Mochuan held Lin Dai'er's hand, caressing and playing with it carefully.

Everyone says that hands are a woman's second face, but Lin Dai'er's hands are thin and small, and there are many scars and thick calluses all over them, which should be the result of working in prison.

Those small scars looked very unsightly, not at all like her delicate and beautiful face.

His heroic eyebrows raised upwards: "What are you excited about? Want it too?"

Lin Daier was ashamed.

She looked up at Shen Mochuan steadfastly, still not quite used to his gentlemanly face, how could he say such blatant and rude words.

Provocative!
She reluctantly pulled the corners of her lips, showing a very weak look: "You also know that I have a cold and a fever, right?"

Shen Mochuan took the wet towel from her hand, and gently wiped his cheeks, and then his delicate fingers like works of art.

He remained silent, with a dignified expression and a mysterious aura exuding from his body.

Lin Dai'er saw that she really had no idea, so she flattered and coaxed: "The future will be long, we have plenty of opportunities, right?"

She could hide for as long as she could.

Shen Mochuan's eyes were dark and sharp, and he said straight to the point: "Last night, you didn't fall asleep at all, did you?"

Then, the house fell into a deathly silence, save for the tick-tock of the ancient bell in the hall.

Lin Dai'er was so nervous that she missed half a beat, her pupils suddenly shrank, and she stared at Shen Mochuan uneasily.

His face remained the same, he was still cold and arrogant, like an unattainable iceberg, which would collapse at any moment, posing many dangers.

He knew that she was pretending to be asleep, so he also knew that she was pretending to be dreaming and calling Fu Sinian's name.

Then why did he let her go?

Shen Mochuan stretched his hand back, and the servants tactfully stepped forward to take the wet wipes, and then retreated to the other side.

He clasped his hands on his chin, and a faint smile appeared on his thin lips: "Lin Dai'er, you are so bold that you even called other men's names on my bed, so I won't kill you."

Kill her, it's too cheap!
Lin Dai'er looked at Shen Mochuan and smiled, the chill in her heart became stronger and stronger.

He must be thinking of some way to torture himself again.

She licked her lips and wanted to speak, but her throat seemed to be stuffed with cotton, and she couldn't utter a word.

Shen Mochuan lowered his hands, stood up slowly, and approached her.

As the familiar masculine breath approached, Lin Dai'er's back froze immediately, but Shen Mochuan passed by her side, leaving only a light sentence: "Miss Lin, you can get out!"

"Okay, Mr. Shen, I'll leave immediately."

Lin Dai'er was like a spring, jumped up from her seat, and ran quickly to the door, wishing she could grow another wing on her back.

He was most afraid that Shen Mochuan would suddenly change his mind and would torture her again.

But there was always a frightening falcon-like gaze behind her back, until she ran far away from the villa.

When Lin Dai'er came home, Lin Muqing was coming down the stairs with her hands behind her back.

When he saw Lin Dai'er, his face turned gloomy: "You actually stabbed your own sister viciously, and you still have the nerve to come back."

Lin Daier was confused.

Lin Muqing stepped forward and grabbed Lin Dai'er's arm, wanting to break her arm: "Lin Dai'er, follow me upstairs to apologize to the beauty."

At this moment, she had regained her senses, and couldn't help but sneered: "I didn't stab Lin Jiaren, but she took the knife to try to destroy my face."

"Nonsense, your sister is not as vicious as you."

Lin Muqing dragged Lin Dai'er into Lin Jiaren's room.

Lin Jiaren was lying sickly on the bed, with thick gauze wrapped around her arms, she pretended to be so charming.

Lin Muqing reached out and pressed Lin Dai'er's shoulder forcefully, and ordered forcefully: "You kneel down and apologize, otherwise I will treat you as my daughter."

Lin Dai'er stood up straight, her legs were also straight, and she refused to kneel down.

She turned her head and looked at Lin Muqing with difficulty and said: "I want to make me kneel down and apologize to Lin Jiaren. In the next life, no, it will be impossible in the next life."

"Father, don't make it difficult for my sister. She just stabbed me, she didn't really want my life."

Lin Jiaren bit her lower lip aggrievedly, tears fell down again, and she made a whimpering sound.

Lin Muqing's anger suddenly rose, remembering that last time Lin Dai'er was going to drown Lin Jiaren, this time she stabbed Lin Jiaren again, and she will become even more lawless in the future.

He raised his hand to smack Lin Dai'er: "You bastard..."

Lin Dai'er turned around and grabbed Lin Muqing's wrist in mid-air, and then pushed forward vigorously.

Lin Muqing has been addicted to drinking and sex all year round. He looks tall, but in fact his figure has been hollowed out a long time ago. Lin Daier pushed him back a few steps.

Lin Dai'er raised her chin proudly, staring at Lin Muqing with burning eyes.

"Do you want to hit me again? You don't recognize me, and I don't want to recognize you as an incompetent father. If you dare to slap me today, I will send you to prison."

Lin Muqing was so angry that her face was flushed red, and she panted heavily: "Lin Dai'er, how dare you!"

"Since you are so mad that you send me to a psychiatric hospital, of course I can also send you to prison. I still have the photo of you hurting me last time, and the evidence that you made false accounts. These are enough for you to do Last three to five years, or even ten years."

"Lin Dai'er, you've gone against the sky, I'm your father."

Lin Dai'er sneered shamelessly: "Dad? Don't use your father's posture to scare me. Since you were young, you haven't hugged me a few times. The last thing we have to talk about is the relationship between father and daughter. "

Lin Muqing was choked speechless.

Lin Dai'er approached Lin Muqing and said word by word: "Lin Muqing, if you don't want to go to jail, I will give you the only chance, and that is to admit in public that you are the real mental patient."

When she came back, this was all she could think of.

At the same time, this method can be regarded as completely cutting off Lin Muqing's ambition to become the chairman.

Sure enough, Lin Muqing retorted excitedly: "Impossible, you are so heartless, you are not afraid of being struck to death by lightning one day.

Lin Dai'er sneered disdainfully: "You can scold if you like! But when you go to prison, I will drive your wife and children out of the Lin family and make them poor."

Some people are fathers, and some are worse than animals. After all, tiger poison does not eat children!

Lin Jiaren, who was next to her, couldn't take it anymore.

Originally, she stabbed herself to frame Lin Daier, but she didn't expect Lin Daier to be so cruel that she wanted to send her father to jail.

She doesn't want to become a pauper, then she won't be able to buy expensive bags, jewelry and clothes, and she will be farther away from brother Sinian.

In the next second, she got out of bed anxiously, grabbed Lin Muqing and begged bitterly: "Father, I can do whatever I want, but I can't watch you go to jail, and I can't watch my mother and brother suffer."

Lin Muqing showed hesitation.

If he admitted in public that he was mentally ill, what face would he have? What would his friends think of him?

Seeing her father hesitate, Lin Jiaren knelt down in front of Lin Muqing: "Dad, my brother is only 17 years old and not yet an adult, you have to think about him!"

The son is Lin Muqing's sweetheart.

He shook his heart and said in a compromise: "Okay, but you have to double the living expenses for your brother every month."

Lin Daier seemed to have swallowed a whole bottle of Coptis chinensis, bitter from the tip of her tongue to her heart, and pretended to be indifferent on the surface and replied: "Okay!"

After she signed a series of agreements with her father, she called Fu Sinian cautiously.

She tried her best to speak in a business-like tone: "Mr. Fu, Lin's company is now full of scandals and needs to be suppressed by bigger news. I will hold a press conference tomorrow to announce the news of our engagement. Can you attend?"

On the other side, there was only Fu Sinian's steady and even breathing, but no sound.

Lin Dai'er lowered her head, licked her teeth with the tip of her tongue, and then said: "Of course, we are a cooperative relationship, and you can also make reasonable requests to me."

In fact, she has no confidence in saying this, Fu Sinian is the superior, the master of the game.

"Miss Lin, what do you think you are worth?"

Fu Sinian's voice was clear and cold, without a trace of humanity.

Lin Daier understood the irony in Fu Sinian's words, and said wittily, "I'm sorry to disturb Mr. Fu, I..."

At this moment, Fu Sinian said abruptly, "Tomorrow night, you will accompany me to a dinner."

Lin Dai'er didn't expect Fu Sinian to agree, she was stunned for a moment, and then laughed happily, giving out a crisp laugh.

She stamped her feet excitedly, and happily replied: "Okay, I promise you, you are not allowed to change your mind!"

Then, without giving Fu Sinian a chance to repent, she hung up the phone decisively.

The press conference was held very successfully. Lin Muqing took out the mental illness report in front of the media, and voluntarily admitted that he was ill and said wrong things.

This can be regarded as repaying the body of the other person in the way of the other person, but that person is her father.

Later, Lin Daier and Fu Sinian started business as an unmarried couple, playing the role of loving each other. At the same time, it was announced that Fu Sinian became Lin's general manager.

After the press conference dissipated, Lin Daier took her hand away from Fu Sinian's arm, touched the corner of her numb mouth and sighed: "It turns out that acting is also very tiring!"

Fu Sinian's expression was cold, he ignored Lin Dai'er, and strode towards the underground parking lot.

She held up her skirt and chased after him, making an appointment to attend a dinner with him.

Before entering the private room, Fu Sinian finally looked at Lin Dai'er and told him seriously: "This is all my friends who are studying abroad, don't embarrass me."

"it is good!"

She nodded solemnly.

After the door was pushed open, she followed Fu Sinian into the private room. There were seven or eight people sitting in it, handsome men and beautiful women, all of whom behaved in an extraordinary way.

It looks like the child of a rich and powerful family.

As soon as they entered, everyone looked at Lin Dai'er one after another, as if looking at a novel alien.

It made her feel uncomfortable all over, and she had to pretend to be generous.

A tall man of mixed race whistled and joked: "Andre hides so deeply. He and his fiancée have been talking secretly for seven years. I thought he had a crush on me!"

Lin Dai'er felt very guilty when she heard this.

At the press conference just now, both she and Fu Sinian lied, claiming in front of the media that they had been dating for seven years and had never separated.

Fu Sinian took Lin Dai'er to his seat, and looked at the tall man rather seriously: "Gao Fushuai, don't make trouble."

"Oh, my heart hurts after I just said a few words, how boring the days will be in the future!"

Gao Fushuai walked up to Lin Dai'er, and continued, "Andre was very good during his study abroad. No matter if a foreign girl or a domestic girl pounces on him, he is always Liu Xiahui, who is not in trouble."

Lin Dai'er looked up at Fu Sinian secretly.

There was a hint of warmth in his icy eyes, and two touches of beautiful lotus red appeared on his fair cheeks, so beautiful that he could force back all the bustling beauty in the world.

No matter what other men look like, in her mind, Fu Sinian is the most handsome and good-looking man.

Fu Sinian yelled at Gao Fushuai a little shyly: "Sit far away, you always talk in a sloppy manner."

Gao Fushuai smashed his mouth and said with a smile: "I have already informed Kerwin that he rarely attends dinners. This time he is also very interested in your mysterious fiancée, so he will come too."

In an instant, Fu Sinian's expression turned cloudy, and his rosy red lips were pursed into a sharp straight line.

The surrounding aura immediately became very cold, and Lin Dai'er beside her was about to become an icicle.

She frowned involuntarily, wondering who Kerwin was, and that person could make Fu Sinian, who could make Mount Tai collapse without changing his color, change his expression so much.

At this time, the heavy black wooden door was slowly pushed open, and Shen Mochuan came slowly on the red carpet.

The warm halo of the crystal lamp was plated on his face.

From the straight nose bridge to the sharp jaw line, everything tells the creator's preference for him.

The air seemed to freeze.

The blood faded from Lin Dai'er's face, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

She accidentally bit the tip of her tongue, the piercing pain spread from the tip of her tongue to every nerve in her body, and a strong smell of blood rose from her throat.

Why is Shen Mochuan here?

Why does he linger and always appear in her world?

Shen Mochuan walked into the private room unhurriedly, came to Lin Daier, stretched out his hand and said calmly, "Are you Andre's fiancee?"

Her mind was in a daze, and she hadn't recovered from the shock just now.

Fu Sinian stretched out his long hand, took Lin Dai'er into his arms and reminded softly, "Dai'er, this is Kerwin, my friend."

Lin Dai'er couldn't stop trembling in Fu Sinian's arms.

She secretly pinched her thigh with her left hand, trying to force herself to be calm, not to show any flaws.

They are all Fu Sinian's friends here, so we can't lose his face.

She raised her hand with great difficulty, but her palm was trembling, and her fingertips were also trembling, shaking like a sieve.

The palm fell on Shen Mochuan's generous and cool hand.

The corners of her mouth were drawn to both sides, showing a smile that was uglier than crying: "Hello, my name is Lin Dai'er."

Immediately, she wanted to withdraw her hand quickly.

But Shen Mochuan firmly held her hand as if no one was around, and glanced at the pink and white crystal sequin manicure she had just finished.

His thin lips stretched out a mocking arc: "Miss Lin's hands are very cold."

Lin Dai'er felt that Shen Mochuan's hand was like a shady poisonous snake wrapped around his wrist.

She tried her best to restrain the urge to shake off Shen Mochuan in public, coughed a few times uncomfortably and said, "Ahem, I have caught a cold recently."

While speaking, she secretly tried hard to pull it back.

Shen Mochuan didn't make things difficult for her anymore, and said to Fu Sinian: "Andre, you have to take good care of the little girl, after all, she has been with you for seven years."

Fu Sinian still held Lin Dai'er tightly, and said in a deep voice, "This is a natural thing, she is my fiancée."

"Everyone is here, everyone sit down!"

Shen Mochuan looked around the crowd with sharp eyes, and ordered the waiter: "Serve!"

Immediately, he calmly sat down beside Lin Daier.

A coolness climbed up from her back and reached Lin Dai'er's head. She was so startled that her entire scalp was numb, and her hands were clenched into balls with nervousness.

I kept praying in my heart: Shen Mochuan must not cause trouble, and must not embarrass her.

But Shen Mochuan is a devil through and through, how could he let her go so easily?

The phone rang, and there was a number marked as a hypocrite and a dog man, sending her a message.

【Fu Sinian knew that you slept in my bed the night before? 】

Lin Dai'er looked at the text message, and was so startled that her palms were dripping with cold sweat, and the phone was wet and sticky.

It's like there is a poisonous snake crawling in the palm of your hand.