The rich and powerful

Chapter 58 Love Is Warm, Memories Hurt 4
After sitting for a while, Xiao Xiao was about to start school and was about to go back to do her homework, so Song Yan went to wash the things she brought back from the hospital.

After a while, Song Yan's phone rang.

That was the cell phone that Lin Muchen gave her. The ringtone was a simple electric ringtone, with a steady and vibrating sound.

The water was rushing in the bathroom, but she didn't hear it, but it was Xiao Xiao who ran over with the phone, "Sister, is this your phone? Someone is calling you."

Song Yan was taken aback, wiped his hands quickly, and went to get the phone.

"Sister, this phone is very expensive. It looks good. Hey, sister, you are not in love, are you? Your boyfriend gave it to you?"

Song Yan blushed, flustered, lowered his head, and said, "What nonsense..." and closed the door.

"it's me."

On the phone, Lin Muchen's voice came.

"Ah."

"I'll have someone pick you up downstairs, go out."

"okay."

After she finished speaking quickly, she opened the door, and saw Xiao Xiao was sticking to the door playfully and listening.

"Go and do your homework! I want to go out for a while. You go to Mom's place to do your homework and watch Mom." After saying a few words, she hurriedly ran out under Xiao Xiao's interrogating gaze.

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The car stopped at the entrance of the hotel, she looked up, the beautiful neon lights of the hotel almost dyed the sky orange, the beautiful building looked very gorgeous, she took a deep breath and walked in.

The waiter at the door looked her up and down. She knew that it was a bit strange to come to this kind of place, wearing a T-shirt and jeans.

But he recognized that the person who sent her here was Lin Muchen, who booked the restaurant on the top floor of the hotel today, so he saluted respectfully.

Song Yan went inside, and from a distance, he could see Lin Muchen standing in the crystal-like hall on the top floor under the spotlight.

He seemed to have been dressed very carefully, sweeping away the embarrassment he had been in the hospital for the past few days.

The hair, cheeks, and clothes are all handsome and dazzling.

In the blink of an eye, he seemed to be back to that lofty Lin Muchen again.

Song Yan's heart sank.

This him seemed to have suddenly increased the distance a lot, making her feel a little afraid to approach him.

But with a warm smile on his face, reflecting the gorgeous crystal lamp above his head, it was as soft as foam.

He looked at her quietly, with a faint smile on his lips, as elegant as a prince.

This was supposed to be the familiar Lin Muchen in her memory, but there was something different.

She breathed a sigh of relief, held both hands in front of her, and walked in slowly.

Lin Muchen walked forward and took her hand, "Come here."

She trembled slightly and looked at him, "Is your foot okay? Walking like this, is it all right?"

He glared at her and ordered, "Don't spoil the fun."

She shook her head helplessly, followed him, and walked to the table together.

He pulled out a chair for her in a gentlemanly way, let her sit down, and then sat across from him.

The soft fragrance of flowers on the table is faint, the candlelight is flickering, the wine red tablecloth, against the white petals, looks very gorgeous and noble.

She looked at him, and he looked at her.

After watching for a while, he smiled jokingly, "Why are you staring at me?"

She froze for a moment, lowered her head, and said, "The clothes you are wearing today look good."

He also looked at her, "You are also beautiful today."

I don't know why, but with such a simple and simple sentence, her eyes suddenly became moist.

She was wearing the most ordinary, shabby clothes, and he said she was beautiful today.

Why did my heart suddenly become so strange, is she too sentimental, too sensitive?

I can't say what it was like, anyway, she lowered her head to calm herself down, then smiled and raised her head again.

"So yesterday you said, invite me here for dinner, you have something to tell me, what do you want to say?"

He looked at her calm face. In fact, there were not many days after we met again, but every day seemed to be the beginning of a drama.

In retrospect, it seems that they have, gone through many, many things.

He said, "Xiao Yan...I want to give you something..."

what did she say?"

He held her hand, and under her puzzled eyes, something fell into her palm, and the cold string made her slightly startled.

The memory suddenly came back, it was the votive bead she had given him.

He looked at her, his dark eyes seemed to be like a flowing lake, dotted with dots of gentleness, slowly lingering around her.

He said, "It's a votive bead. I told the Buddha that I will be by your side all my life. Even if I die, my soul... will still be inside..."

There was a bang in her head.

This is what she said when she gave him the beads, almost exactly.

Didn't he hate her, didn't he always hate her?Didn't he marry her just because he used her?So why, remember what she said, still with the beads she gave him?

He asked her to come here. What exactly did he want to say to her?

She pursed her lips, choked up a sob, raised her head, and swallowed the tears in her eyes.

It was bitter, she could feel it.

"Lin Muchen, what the hell are you..."

He said, "Xiao Yan..."

However, at this moment, there was a sudden commotion outside.

A person suddenly broke into the hall and was stopped by people outside, but her screaming was so obvious.

"Lin Muchen! You heartless bastard, your conscience was eaten by dogs, you devil, why don't you die, why don't you go to hell!"

(End of this chapter)