The rich and powerful

Chapter 26 The only way to love you 1
On the morning shift the next day, she stood in front of the bus, walking in a trance.

The phone rang suddenly, and inside was another volunteer from the orphanage.

"Miss Song, it's not good. A few cars have come here and said they want to take An An away. It's strange. Let me let you know. What's going on here?"

Song Yan's heart sank, he grabbed the phone and ran back, "I'll be there right away."

After stopping a car, she hurried there.

Lin Muchen, do you really want to be so heartless...

Threat me with An'an, where is your conscience...

She clutched the phone tightly all the way, feeling extremely desolate at the mockery of fate in her heart.

You know, they are father and son, so, is God deliberately playing tricks on them like this?
Why is God so ruthless?

Sure enough, several cars were parked at the gate of the orphanage.

After getting out of the car, she ran over and saw An An huddled in a small corner alone, and several men and women in white coats were discussing with the orphanage.

When the volunteer saw her coming, he hurried over, "Miss Song, what's going on here?"

The corner of Song Yan's mouth twitched, and he didn't know what to say, so he ran over and looked at the people in white coats, "You guys, what do you want to do!"

The two white coats glanced at each other and said, "Is that Miss Song?"

"Yes, I am," she said.

A white coat then took the mobile phone over, "Mr. Lin has something to say."

She paused, then slowly answered the phone.

"Hey."

"Have you verified it?" The voice inside was as quiet as the surface of water without ripples.

"Where is your conscience?" She smiled bitterly.

"Conscience? I'm a businessman. Talk about conscience with a businessman? Businessmen can only use conscience. So, if you still have a conscience, then it's your choice this time."

"Lin Muchen...why must it be me."

silence.

After a long time, he said quietly, "I don't know. After about a hundred days, I will tell you."

After speaking, he closed the line.

She stood there in a daze, holding her mobile phone.

Behind him, someone had already negotiated with the people in the orphanage, and then the two white coats got up and went to La An'an.

An An yelled, "No, I won't go, I won't go."

She turned her head and saw An An holding on to the railing stubbornly. The two of them couldn't pull away.

But those two people didn't have any sympathy at all, and they used so much effort on a child.

Song Yan hurried over.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" She suddenly pushed a man away, and hugged An An's small body.

"Auntie..." He slipped into Song Yan's arms, "I don't want to go, Auntie, they say that it's for the mentally ill, and I'm not mentally ill, so I won't go!"

"Well, An An won't go." She hugged An An and whispered, "An An will definitely not go."

An An's small body curled up in her arms, and she slowly calmed down.

In a hundred days, if the entanglement of a lifetime can be resolved, is it worth it?

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"I'm sorry, miss, Mr. Lin said, it's time to take him away!"

Song Yan raised his head, looked slightly at the person coming, "Take me to see Lin Muchen."

They had apparently been instructed to come and bring her right after hearing what she said.

Song Yan didn't expect that she didn't go to Lin Muchen's office.

Instead, he was taken to a high-end apartment. The elevator reached the top floor. It was not a big room, but it looked very cozy.

The warm-toned corridor, the warm lighting, the coffee-colored carpet with small floral patterns on the floor, it looks very detailed, the hotel-style key card, the person who brought her directly pressed the key card, and then let her in.

The inside is decorated like a model house, it is very clean, but it is not popular.

She looked at the person, puzzled.

"Where is Lin Mushen?"

The visitor said, "Mr. Lin just told me to take you here, please wait a moment."

After finishing speaking, he nodded slightly to her, took the door and went out.

She was the only one left in the huge room.

She turned around and looked at the room. In the living room was a dark fabric sofa, on the floor was a prototype milky white wool carpet, on the tatami by the window was a very comfortable white velvet blanket, with a CD on one side, in a spotless room, Nothing personal, obviously, was new.

She stood there waiting for a long time, but no one came, so she turned around and sat on the sofa.

Suddenly, he felt that the layout here was completely according to his preferences, but it was not his home.

Leaning there, watching the hour hand move little by little.

"Conscience? I'm a businessman. Talk about conscience with a businessman? Businessmen can only use conscience. So, if you still have a conscience, then it's your choice this time."

What he said echoed in his mind again.

No, she didn't do it for her conscience, it's just that he happened to catch her biggest weakness, which was An An.

She didn't know if one day he knew what An An meant to her, would he regret his businessman's sense of smell.

Leaning there, he fell into deep thought slowly, watching the clock go by little by little, and after a while, it was already six o'clock in the afternoon.

His stomach was empty and twitching, but he hadn't appeared yet.

Just when she thought that he would never appear again, the door beeped and opened.

His tall body appeared at the door.

Turning around, he saw her sitting on the sofa.

He was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, holding documents in his left hand. It seemed that he was coming back from a meeting. He stood there, staring at her with unclear eyes.

For a while, neither of them spoke.

Just looking at each other like that.

In the space, there is a kind of confrontational general air.

After a long time, he took a step forward, put the folder aside, stretched out his hand, and loosened the tie, revealing a little muscle inside.

Looking at her, "Are you satisfied, this place."

She frowned and stood up, "What?"

He smiled, "It's much better than the slum you live in now."

She just thought about it, perhaps, he arranged it for her here, but now she still finds it funny to hear him say it in a confident, almost proud and contemptuous tone.

He was ready, he felt confidently that she couldn't escape from his palm.

"So, Lin always wants me to live here?"

He didn't like her tone very much, that mocking look obviously didn't mean satisfaction, but more, it was mocking him, and she took two steps forward.

"Why, I thought that since you came, you have agreed to my arrangement. Of course, you can leave at any time now, but when you leave, it is also the time for that child to enter the correctional center!"

She laughed, "Why do you think I will promise you for him!"

"Because you're here, I know that my sense of smell is right!" The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, looking very charming.

"But no... I'm not for him." She looked at him without fear.

He frowned slightly, then looked at her, "Why is that?"

She said, "Even if I agreed to you, it wasn't for that child. One hundred days, in exchange for a lifetime of cleanliness, is actually very short for a person who has spent five years in prison. Just go to prison once! Then you remember what you said, let me go, the two of us will be like strangers in the future, even if we meet, we will never know each other again!"

His eyes moved suddenly.

Or was it because, to escape from him, that's why I agreed to him?
Think of the time with him as torture in prison?
I have been in prison for five years, so a hundred days is nothing?
He suddenly stepped forward and pushed her onto the sofa.

In the small space, he lowered his head and looked at her close face.

She still looked straight at him without fear, and in her eyes was the determination to see death as home.

Her shallow breathing met his gaze, and the rise and fall of her chest was accompanied by his slight trembling.

In the cold atmosphere, there was a back and forth between the two people who were clinging to each other.

"Okay, one hundred days, don't forget, from today onwards, you are my woman, stay away from the men I leave, even if it is a lowly favor, you will only please me for the time being." He stroked her cold air Cold cheeks.

She didn't dodge, but slowly closed her eyes.

(End of this chapter)