The movie star is crying, the CEO sister loves me

Lin Xingcheng had been transferred to the hospital because she had a recurring fever at night and her cough infected her lungs. Before Lin Jianting came back, Lin Qingyang had her transferred to a private hospital.

It was already noon when Lin Jianting came back, and he did not delay his work. He finished the work in Xunyang City before taking the time to come back to Beihuai.

Lin Xingcheng was wearing a pure white hospital gown and was half lying on the hospital bed. Yi Yue was sitting on the edge, holding a bowl of cut fruit in her hand, and handed it to Lin Xingcheng, indicating that she should take some to moisten her throat.

Lin Xingcheng reached out and picked up a piece of snow pear, and just as he was about to put it in his mouth, the door was knocked three times, and the next second it was opened from the outside.

There were about five or six people outside the door, all wearing suits and leather shoes, holding black briefcases.

The man standing at the front is strong and tall, and his age can be seen on his clean and tidy face, but the overall impression is that he is very strong and wise.

Wearing a black suit, his side-parted hair was meticulously combed, and he wore a pair of silver half-rimmed glasses. As a superior, he had a very powerful aura accumulated over time, making Lin Jianting look majestic and powerful without being angry.

His arrival silenced the entire ward.

Yi Yue paused for a moment, then stood up and said with joy on her beautiful face: "Jian Ting!"

Lin Xingcheng was stunned: "Dad."

After saying that, he started coughing again: "Cough...cough..."

Yi Yue bent down with difficulty to give her a pat on the back.

Lin Jianting frowned and walked in. When he saw his youngest daughter's pale face, this man who was considered a big shot by ordinary people finally had some normal emotions in him.

He was no longer cold and aloof, and the subordinates who followed him respectfully closed the door after he entered and did not come in. They only waited outside.

"Still uncomfortable?" Lin Jianting's voice was low and hoarse, and his articulation was extremely clear. He walked to the bed, reached over Yi Yue, touched Lin Xingcheng's forehead, and asked.

Lin Xingcheng shook his head, looked up at him, and said hoarsely: "It's much better. The doctor said he can be discharged from the hospital in a few days."

Lin Jianting said: "There is no rush to be discharged from the hospital. We will wait for a period of observation before deciding."

Yi Yue also nodded: "I mean the same thing. It doesn't matter if the birthday party is delayed. Your health is important."

Lin Xingcheng was anxious, but he had no energy, his voice was a little hoarse, and he had trouble speaking: "I'm fine, really, it's just a little cold."

Not wanting to waste everyone's time because of herself, the things that the Lin family prepared for her birthday party came from all over the world and were already in the process, especially some consumables such as flowers. Once they were stalled, the losses would be huge.

There is another point. Lin Xingcheng really doesn't want to be hospitalized.

Yi Yue said with a hint of warning: "It's just a small cold. You had a fever of 39 degrees last night. Be obedient and your health is important."

Lin Xingcheng's eyes were gloomy and she lowered her head in silence. She didn't want to argue with Yi Yue about this, it didn't make sense at all.

Seeing this, Lin Jianting narrowed his eyes slightly, then put his arm around Yi Yue's shoulders, patted him and comforted:

"If she doesn't want to, don't force it. As long as the doctor says it's fine, it's fine. I know you feel uncomfortable too, but we have to respect the child's thoughts and not try to confine her."

"Thank you for your hard work during my absence."

Being persuaded and comforted by her lover, Yi Yue was emotional after all and softened immediately. She stretched out her hand to hold Lin Jianting's hand, with a hint of anger on her beautiful face:

"Both of you, father and son, are the same. You will preach to me all day long. Do you really think that I am an unreasonable old witch?"

Lin Jianting's serious face showed a slight break, and he said with a low smile: "Why, that naughty boy from Qingyang made you angry again? Maybe it's because he's itchy. I'll go to the company to give him a good beating later."

Yi Yue laughed at his joke. She pushed his arm away and punched him: "I know how to hit him all day long. How old are you to spank me? What do you do to my son?" Doesn’t it hurt my father?”

"If you go to the company to beat him, then where does Qingyang, the chairman of the board, put his face?"

Lin Jianting remained motionless, stood firm, and said seriously: "I heard that he has caused a lot of trouble in a short period of time. Thank you for your hard work."

Yi Yue felt satisfied and happy. She thought that she was attracted by this man's serious but sweet-talking manner in the first place. After so many years, the old couple was still coaxed by him with just one or two words.

Lin Xingcheng, a lightbulb, was half-lying on the hospital bed, watching his parents show off their affection at close range. The corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously, and the sadness he had just felt about being hospitalized suddenly disappeared.

Moreover, her father just said that as long as the doctor said it was okay, he would respect her choice. She would rather go back to Huaxi Manor than stay in the hospital. The place smelled of disinfectant.

After Lin Jiannan said a few words to his wife, he turned the topic back to Lin Xingcheng and said, "I just went to ask the doctor. The doctor said that you were too tired this time, and then you blew the wind again."

Lin Jianting's eyes were indifferent, with no intention of blaming. He seemed to just talk to her about the problem casually, but Lin Xingcheng didn't dare to fool her casually. She grabbed the quilt with her green-white fingers and said with a guilty conscience:

"Actually, it was an accident. I won't do it again."

It was only later that she remembered that she probably wore too cool clothes that day, and of course there was a hot spring outside the room in Mingyue Village. When she was watching the night view there, she got cold and hot, so she caught a cold. This was because she lacked thinking.

It's her fault.

Lin Xingcheng didn't dare to be careful in front of Lin Jianting. The best way was to admit his mistakes honestly. Attitude was very important.

Lin Jianting hummed, looking at his daughter's well-behaved appearance, and said in a deep voice: "Just know it yourself. You have grown up. Dad has said before that when you are well, you can do whatever you want."

"If there is someone you like, let's try it out together. If you really agree, then bring it back to dad to see."

"Well, thank you, dad." Lin Xingcheng squeezed her phone tightly with her hand tucked under the quilt, and nodded like a little chicken.

"Mom and dad don't have any requirements, as long as the family is clean and good to you." Lin Jianting thought for a while and added.

Yi Yue was a little confused on the side, not knowing how to bring up the topic.

"Actually, I told the old lady to let her take a closer look at it during the birthday party."

Lin Jianting nodded. His deep eyes under his glasses gave Lin Xingcheng a thoughtful look and said, "That's good. Let Xingcheng make her own decisions about major matters in life."

Make up your own mind?

Hearing his father's edict, Lin Xingcheng's eyes suddenly curled up like crescent moons, and she pursed her lips. She wished she could jump up, hug her father, and kiss her a few times. She couldn't be happier to have a father who was sensible and respected his children's wishes.

The depression dissipated, and the three members of the family talked for a long time. Seeing that it was almost five o'clock, there was a knock on the door.

The assistant was reminding Lin Jianting that it was time to leave.

Lin Jianting stood up: "There are still unresolved matters in Xunyang City. When dad comes back on your birthday, listen to the doctor's words and take good care of yourself."

Yi Yue also stood up and helped him arrange his clothes with both hands: "You are so busy every day, I never see you not busy."

Lin Jianting smiled and said nothing.

"Well, I understand, dad, goodbye." Lin Xingcheng waved slightly.