The love story of a wealthy brother and sister

While driving, he always wanted to say something, but was afraid that she would be unhappy if he said it. After thinking about it, he decided to say something light-hearted - she wouldn't mind it either. After careful consideration, he said, "I watched the replay of your speech at the last women's conference."

"How is it?" She turned her head slightly to look at him, "Do I look nervous?"

"Don't be nervous." Lin Jingran also smiled and looked at her. It happened to be a red light, so he looked at it for a while longer. "You said it very well. Did grandma help you to correct it?"

"Yes," she nodded, somewhat relieved, "I also like this career."

"That's great," Lin Jingran still looked at her, feeling a little excited. After thinking for a while, he said, "Is there any good public welfare project that can involve our company?"

"Hengyuan?" She also looked at him and asked, "Or Feiyu?"

"Of course it's Hengyuan," Lin Jingran smiled, "but Feiyu Films and Tianchuang Media are also fine. I'll listen to you."

"Okay," she nodded, "but not yet."

"Don't worry," the car behind him had already started to urge him - the green light had been on for a long time, he started the car again and said quietly, "There is a long way to go."

——There is a long way to go. Lin Jingran really likes this phrase. We still have a lot of time to go through together in the future, and having her by my side is the best thing.

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"You haven't ridden in my car for a long time," he said suddenly, looking straight ahead, "When was the last time——"

Lin Yingci also looked at him, but suddenly laughed: "What does it matter? It's not like there aren't any girls sitting there."

Hearing this, he immediately glanced at her, wanting to confirm whether she was joking or unhappy again, only to hear her say, "Aren't there a lot of people vying for a seat?"

He raised his eyebrows slightly, but didn't dare to continue the conversation. After a while, he said, "No one else, only you."

She stopped talking and just looked out of the car window - outside was a busy road, and on the cold street was a bright night scene with bright lights.

"You're taking a detour," she suddenly muttered quietly.

Lin Jingran burst out laughing and said with a guilty conscience, "You found out."

"I'm going to go back and rest." She turned around and stared at him straight - his profile was very handsome, the dim light outlined his three-dimensional facial features and the curve of his chin, gentle yet cold sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, they both had oval faces, pointed chins, and slightly long faces - just as Lin Yingfei said, they had two similar faces, especially the eyes, which were almost exactly the same, not big and round almond eyes, but narrow and long eyes with a little enchantment, the tails of the eyes were slightly upturned, pure but revealing the extreme publicity,

"Xiaoci," he coughed lightly, but still mustered up the courage to say, "Actually, you and An Yi are not suitable for each other. He has been in Paris all the time--"

"That's not what you should say," she interrupted quickly.

"He wants you to go to Paris too. Don't you think he's very selfish?" He became more and more excited. "Your family, friends and your life are all in Shanghai. He wants you to leave your hometown and follow him. What's this?"

"He didn't ask me to go to Paris," she interrupted. "Don't say that again," she added at last, "this is between him and me."

"You and him," he repeated her words, his tone a little sarcastic, but he kept muttering, "Anyway, I won't let you go, grandpa and grandma won't either, and mom and dad don't want you to go either," he paused and quickly thought of something, "and Aunt Wei Jin and the others."

Lin Yingci looked at him and muttered quietly. The car quickly drove into the basement. She did not respond to any of his words. She just quickly packed her bag after the car stopped and prepared to get out of the car. However, he locked the car even faster.

"What are you doing?" She turned her head and stared at him, her tone accusing, "What do you want to say?"

"I know you can't tell him," Lin Jingran was still immersed in his own world, "You feel guilty about him, so I'll go tell him--"

"I don't allow you to say a word to An Yishang," she frowned, obviously angry, and then said word by word, "Unlock the car, I want to get off."

——He remained unmoved, staring at her closely, and finally mustered up the courage to say, "Come back to me."