The love story of a wealthy brother and sister

Two days ago, An Yishang's friend held a wedding in New York. He and Lin Yingci had agreed to go together a long time ago, but he had a sudden meeting in the afternoon, so he hurried to pick her up after the meeting.

Lin Yingci was also not idle. She had been trying on dresses at home. Finally, she chose a DIOR silver tassel halter dress, which was neither too fancy nor too formal. She washed her hair and blew it straight, put on some light makeup, applied a brighter milk tea-colored lipstick, picked up a pair of dark blue high heels with stilettos, picked up a navy blue clutch, and finally stood in front of the mirror to confirm again and again. Well, it should be about right.

An Yishang quickly rang the doorbell, and with him came a bunch of clean and fresh daisies——

He wore an ordinary white shirt and light brown suit trousers. His brown eyes looked around, shocked by her beauty and moved by her sincerity. He quickly kissed her on the forehead. "Beautiful," he praised from the bottom of his heart.

"Where did you get these flowers?" She looked at him, quickly took the beautiful bouquet from his hand, turned and walked into the kitchen, found a suitable vase, put in purified water, and cut a packet of nutrient solution. She did it smoothly.

"Downstairs of the company," he put his hands in his pockets and watched her busy figure. He had the urge to hug her, but his tone was still calm and gentle, "I think it will look good here with you."

"Thank you," she turned back and smiled at him, the light and shadow reflected on her face, outlining the beautiful profile lines.

After placing the flowers, she put the vase on the dining table, admired it for a moment, then turned around and smiled at him: "Let's go," she walked forward naturally and took his hand, and he quickly took hers in return.

"Will we be late?" she asked again.

"No," he smiled at her and squeezed her hand a little harder.

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Weddings are always beautiful and touching. When the groom held the microphone and choked up to express his love for the bride, Lin Yingci's eyes were still red - no matter what happens in the future, the love at this moment is incomparably beautiful. He loves her seriously, and she also loves him wholeheartedly.

, true love is priceless, isn’t the most beautiful thing in this world all kinds of love?

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An Yishang kept looking at her. She raised her head slightly with some stubbornness, and quickly wiped away the tears that rolled down her cheeks, continuing to look at her calmly - she didn't even look at him, but his heart was throbbing unspeakably.

Isn’t this the Lin Yingci he knows?

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It was late at night when she got home. After taking a shower, she took a glass of red wine and sat on the sofa, drinking and reading. Soon, An Yishang came and quickly took away her wine glass, and whispered to her, "Drunkard."

He came back quickly, squatted in front of her, and suddenly looked at her and asked, "Would you like to go to Paris with me?"

Her eyes were obviously shocked, and she didn't answer quickly, so he explained: "Just going for fun," and then smiled casually, "You have to give Paris a chance."

Lin Yingci also smiled, closed the book and leaned forward to look at him: "When I saw them getting married today, there was only one sentence in my mind," she continued to look at him, "From now on, she won't have to toss and turn in the middle of the night, she can fall asleep peacefully in someone's arms."

"Yeah," he nodded, his eyes tender and affectionate.

"I do," her tone was still gentle, but An Yishang was so excited that he hugged her: "That's great," he suddenly hugged her and started spinning around, "Xiaoci is willing to go to Paris with me." Lin Yingci was so scared that she immediately hugged him tightly, but she still couldn't hide the smile on her face——

This was the first time she saw Akihiro so happy.

He loved her, and so did she - she also wanted to see his life since childhood, his alma mater, where he worked, walk the roads he had walked countless times, and feel the breeze on his side.

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At the dinner after the graduation ceremony, Lin Yingci sat next to Lin Yehao, next to An Yishang, and behind them were Wei Jin and Lin Jingran. It looked like a lot of people, but it wasn't lively at all.

"The company still has a lot of things to do," only Chen Ying looked at Lin Jingran intentionally or unintentionally, "Come back to Shanghai with us tomorrow."

As she spoke, she looked at Lin Yingci again - she meant for her to help persuade Lin Jingran as well.

"Yes," she said, her eyes locked on Lin Jingran, "Thank you for coming to my graduation ceremony."

Lin Jingran also looked at her - smiling but not smiling, he opened his mouth to say something but didn't.

Wei Jin sensed the awkward atmosphere and took the initiative to ask her, "What about you? When will you go home?"

——An Yishang’s cell phone suddenly rang. He shyly indicated that he was going out to answer the call. Lin Yehao nodded repeatedly: “It’s okay, go and do your work.”

Lin Yingci also watched An Yishang leave, and quickly turned back to answer Wei Jin's question: "Yishang and I are going to Paris—"

"What did you say?" Lin Jingran interrupted her with a somersault. "He went to Paris because all his relatives and friends were there." He was instantly furious. "What were you doing there? You didn't know anyone."

"Is An Yishang not a human being?" Wei Jin suddenly looked at him, and Lin Jingran was so angry that he glared at her and quickly looked at Lin Yingci: "Running to Paris, are you crazy?"

"I am free to go wherever I want—" Lin Yingci also got angry instantly.

"You are so free," Lin Jingran interrupted her again, "Have you ever considered the feelings of your parents, your grandmother, and your aunt——"

"Calm down," Wei Jin felt that the people around him were about to explode, and tried to persuade them, "Let's talk about it nicely."

"Do you think she's crazy?" Lin Jingran suddenly looked at Wei Jin again - he wanted Wei Jin to help him talk about her, but Wei Jin didn't know what to say. Her brain was working fast. She looked at Xiao Ci and then at him. She really didn't know what to say. The atmosphere fell silent again.

"Lin Jingran," Lin Yingci suddenly called him. He suddenly raised his head and looked at her. Their eyes met. She spoke word by word, "I'm not asking for your opinion."

"What's the meaning,"

"I'm talking to my parents," she paused and said calmly, "Did I ask you?"

"You don't need to ask me," Lin Jingran smiled bitterly, "Now that I've grown up, I'm really different."

"I have always been an independent person,"

"Yes, you are independent," Lin Jingran continued to mock, "You want to follow others when you grow up? Don't you want your family anymore?"

"Did I say I don't want a family anymore?"

"You ran so far and you still say you want your family?"

"Fraudulent arguments,"

"Shut up!" Lin Yehao suddenly slammed the table in anger. His face turned pale and he repeated, "Both of you shut up!"

Lin Yingci stopped talking. An Yishang walked in from outside the door with a confused look on his face. Lin Jingran stood up suddenly and walked out without saying a word. An Yishang tried to say hello, but Lin Jingran looked at him with eyes that seemed to be spitting fire. So he said nothing, but just looked at Lin Yingci again - her face was not looking good either, but she still forced a very ugly smile at him.

Wei Jin quickly picked up her bag and was about to leave: "Uncle and aunt, I'm going to look after Lin Jingran," she stood up quickly, "He's too impulsive."

"Okay," Chen Ying nodded repeatedly, "Please help Miss Wei."

"It's okay, it's okay." Wei Jin looked at Lin Yingci and An Yishang again, "Then I'll go first."

"Yeah," Lin Yingci just nodded lightly.