The love story of a wealthy brother and sister

"What if an ordinary female college student came to work at Hengyuan and looked like Lin Yingci?" Wei Jin looked at him with a half-smile, "Will you pursue her?"

Lin Jingran frowned slightly, then nodded quickly: "Yes."

——After all, he is too outstanding.

"But she has a tricky personality?" Wei Jin continued, "She has a bad temper and is not friendly to others. For example, she may be arrogant because of her favor?"

"I will be more tolerant of her." He suddenly smiled, "But it won't work if it's not her personality."

"So you like her personality?" Wei Jin summed up.

He fell into deep thought, unable to explain himself.

"What if there is someone who has her personality but looks like Nan Fengyue or Liao Ke?" Wei Jin had been paying attention to the changes in Lin Jingran's expression. Seeing his eyebrows slightly raised, he continued to ask, "Will you still love her that much?"

"I don't know," Lin Jingran smiled helplessly, "I guess it won't work."

"I see," Wei Jin looked at him, "You like her looks and personality combined, neither of which can be missing."

"Well," he nodded, "So,"

"Have you noticed?" The two looked at each other, and Wei Jin continued, "I have a bit of her looks, and Shushu has a bit of her personality." She paused, and quickly continued, "but you don't like either of them."

"That's right," Lin Jingran suddenly realized something, but soon became impatient, "Don't beat around the bush with me, I'm already confused by you."

"Master Lin," Wei Jin was helpless, "I'm helping you see your own heart clearly."

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At night, Lin Jingran was smoking alone on the balcony of his home, thinking over and over again about what Wei Jin had said during the day. In fact, he had always known that Lin Yingci was unique, and there was only one of her in the world.

There was no special feeling when they met in childhood, until her father died and he saw her kneeling there in mourning, her thin figure always trembling uncontrollably, then many emotions began to arise in his heart - at first he felt sorry for her.

——I feel sorry for this little girl who has no father or mother. I always worry about her for no reason. I worry that she misses her parents too much and that no one will take care of her.

After she came to his house, he was studying abroad and they didn't meet often, but she felt a deep sense of familiarity the first time they met. She still felt distressed at that time - her father didn't take care of the household affairs, and he was the only one she could really rely on in this family.

He began to have a deep sense of responsibility, which was that he had to take good care of her and at least not let her be bullied.

When did he start to love her... Maybe it was that day at the family dinner when his mother mentioned introducing him to a girlfriend - she just sat quietly next to him without saying a word, but he began to sweat in his heart and kept looking at her from time to time. He was suddenly very afraid that she would be angry - and later she really didn't get in his car. He felt like he was facing a great enemy, but there was nothing he could do.

——In fact, he particularly liked her sarcasm, at least he could feel that she really cared about him.

Later, every time they separated before studying abroad, he would confirm in his heart again and again: I love this girl in front of me.

He began to find time to go back to Shanghai frequently, just to spend more time with her - she also began to grow more and more graceful, until she attracted the attention of An Yishang.

When he thought of An Yishang, he didn't want to think about it anymore. They were together again after going around in circles, but what about him?

His cell phone suddenly vibrated. It was a WeChat message from Liao Ke. It only had four words: I’ve finished filming!

And many people began to gather around him, but...

But where romances are frequent, there is often no love.

He subconsciously replied "Congratulations", but forgot to ask her when she would return to Shanghai.

——Until the next afternoon, when he suddenly saw her in his office after a meeting——sitting in his office chair, flipping through the documents on his desk,

"Hey," he was a little surprised, but his tone was still calm, "You're back so soon?"

Liao Ke just stared at him, expressionless and said: "You don't come to see me and ignore me, so I have to come to you."

——The girl in front of me had long straight hair that fell to her waist. Her small white face was delicate and attractive. Her eyes were slightly upturned, and she was beautiful in a somewhat ostentatious way.

Lin Jingran coughed lightly and pretended to pour her some water: "You're filming, I don't want to disturb you."

He handed her the warm water and asked gently, "When did you come?"

Liao Ke kept staring at him, then reached out and slowly took the cup of water: "Just arrived."

"Okay," he suddenly thought of something and looked at her again, "I'll give you a wrap-up gift, what do you want?"

He was leaning against his desk with a slight smile on his face.

"You sit down." Liao Ke stood up and motioned Lin Jingran to sit down. Lin Jingran glanced at the chair and shook his head: "You sit down."

"You sit down." Liao Ke emphasized again. He had no choice but to sit down obediently. The next second, Liao Ke sat on his lap and put his arms around his neck: "I have something to say to you while I hold you."

Lin Jingran also hugged her: "Well, go ahead."

"If you ignore me, I will ignore you too, otherwise I will feel cheap," she leaned her head against Lin Jingran's head, "If you don't reply to me, then if I send you a message again, it will be like throwing my dignity to the ground for you to trample on."

"I'm sorry," he apologized quickly, and then said, "No, I'm just busy. Don't think too much about it."

"That day in Hengdian, you ignored me after you returned to Shanghai," she sat up and stared at him, "was it because I was too proactive?"

“No, no—” Lin Jingran was about to say something, but Liao Ke suddenly covered his mouth and said, “Listen to me.”

He looked at her and nodded quickly.

"Are you wondering why I have pajamas like that?" Liao Ke stared at him and asked. Lin Jingran shook his head honestly.

"I thought maybe you would come someday, then I would reward you and keep you with me all the time," she suddenly smiled, "After being with you, you are the only one for me."

For some reason, this sentence made Lin Jingran feel a little breathless.

"What about you?" She looked at him expectantly.

"It's only you," he said quickly, looking at her - there really was no other girlfriend, he felt that he was not lying.

"After this period of calm, the passion and desire have subsided, and I have figured out a lot," she leaned close to him and pressed her cheek against his, saying word by word, "I love you, and I want to be with you."

"Okay..." Lin Jingran looked at her with a smile, but he couldn't say the three words "I love you too", so he changed the subject, "What gift do you want? I'll take you to choose?"

"I haven't decided yet." Liao Ke smiled and hugged him again: "Accompany me to dinner tonight."

"Okay." He agreed without hesitation, and the guilt in his heart surged up again - he really didn't expect her to think so much, forget it, just compensate her more.

Girls tend to think a lot, and Lin Yingci was the same in the past.

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