The love story of a wealthy brother and sister

He began to walk towards the living room on his own. Chen Ying followed him without saying a word and began to mutter:

"You're really weird. An Yi is still here, why are you joining in the fun?" She kept muttering, "It would be fine if he wasn't here, but he was obviously here, and you insisted on following him. There are so many things going on in the company, and you don't care about them? You don't answer the phone, so what do you need a phone for?"

Lin Jingran didn't intend to say anything, nor did he want to argue with her, but Chen Ying suddenly asked loudly behind him,

"It's okay to stay for a day or two, but do you care so much about your own grandmother?"

"What are you talking about?" He finally couldn't bear it anymore and quickly turned around to look at her. "My grandma is fine, but her grandma passed away." His voice suddenly became several times louder. "Is the situation the same?"

The mother and son looked at each other, and the atmosphere became tense.

"She called you mom. Such a big thing happened." Lin Jingran was furious, but he tried to stay calm. "Have you ever comforted her? Have you ever said a word to her on WeChat?"

"How do you know I didn't?" Chen Ying was also angry - she had clearly called Lin Yingci,

Lin Yehao suddenly opened the door from the second floor. They were arguing at the second floor stairs. He had no choice but to walk forward and subconsciously asked, "Xiaoci is not back yet."

"She has a boyfriend here," Chen Ying reminded him.

"Yes, yes," Lin Yehao nodded hurriedly and glanced at Lin Jingran, "Your mother called Xiaoci, don't misunderstand your mother."

Lin Jingran said nothing, but turned his head away expressionlessly.

"Fei Fei is getting engaged next week," Lin Yehao looked at Lin Jingran, "The family should be harmonious..."

"Your grandpa has not been in good health since he came back from Beijing," Chen Ying continued to stare at Lin Jingran, "He went to the hospital again yesterday."

"Yes, yes," Lin Yehao said quickly, "I have to go see grandpa," and finally added, "I've already told Xiaoci about it."

"I always feel like I'm not raising my own son," Chen Ying stared at the stubborn Lin Jingran, and suddenly said quickly, "You are Yu Jie's son, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Jingran looked at her again - there was a hint of shock in his eyes. He opened his mouth but didn't know what to say. However, he felt sympathy inexplicably in his heart, so he quickly organized his thoughts and tried to calm down before speaking again:

"I haven't met Aunt Yu," he said, still thinking about comforting Chen Ying first, "but Xiaoci's grandmother also watched me grow up, and people are not plants,

"That's right," Lin Yehao was still trying to ease the atmosphere, "Besides, if this isn't his biological son, then who is?"

"Go to bed early, okay?" Seeing that neither of them spoke, he tried to pull Chen Ying forward, but she pushed him away and glared at him again: "Father and son are of the same character."

After saying that, he turned and left, entered the room and shut the door heavily - leaving Lin Yehao and Lin Jingran standing there.

"You're done with your work over there, right?" Lin Yehao approached him and asked softly,

"Well," Lin Jingran also looked at him and suddenly asked, "Did you have a fight?"

"Why are you arguing at your age?" Lin Yehao said helplessly, "Just give in a little."

Suddenly he looked at Lin Jingran and told him, "Rest early and get well. Tomorrow is Hengyuan's big day."

"Um,"

"Don't take your mother's words to heart," he added.

"know."

"When something happens in the future," Lin Yehao thought for a moment and said, "You have to arrange your work first. Dad can understand in an emergency," he paused, "but Hengyuan's layers of departments and thousands of employees can't. You know where you are."

"I asked Li Ziming to handle it," he defended himself.

"Well," Lin Yehao patted his shoulder again, not meaning to make a fuss, "There are many things that assistants don't have the authority to do. Now that dad is here, I can help you clean up the mess," his tone suddenly became firm and loud, "but you must have a sense of responsibility, and you have to carry the burden on your shoulders."

Lin Jingran nodded and just said "hmm".

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Late at night, he tossed and turned, unable to sleep. His mind was filled with the image of Lin Yingci sitting in the car holding hands with An Yishang. He suddenly wondered if he was going to lose her again.

He recalled the scene when he met her at the airport when he returned from London that year - the first time they met as Lin Yingci, she sat obediently in the back row, her eyes were cold but her tone was warm, and her sweet "brother" filled his heart with ripples.

From that moment on, Lin Yingci became the person he most wanted to be close to.

——Zhong Li was very far away from him, but Xiao Ci actually took the initiative to walk into his life. He just felt extremely lucky.

In fact, whether it is Zhong Li or Xiaoci, they are the most special people in his heart.

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It’s hard to say why, and he didn’t really understand it at the time, but he just didn’t want her to be wronged, couldn’t bear to see her sad, wanted to be by her side, wanted to accompany her.

——At first, love is heartache.

She was a little white flower blooming in Lin Jingran's life, pure and beautiful. He took good care of her, protected her from the wind and rain, and tried to make her happy. But for some reason, he messed it up in the end.

Then his land became a mess.

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Is it true that people cannot go back to the past?