The love story of a wealthy brother and sister

Lin Yingci and Zhao Yundan had a long talk after Jiang Mingyi fell asleep.

"It's a lie to say that I don't care," Zhao Yundan kept muttering, her mood was also very complicated, "but I can tell the difference between reluctance and love."

She turned her head and looked at her. "Reluctantly, it will drag me down." Her tone was very firm. "I am sure that I no longer love him."

"Everything will eventually go in the opposite direction," Lin Yingci sat on the carpet holding a glass of red wine, her back against the sofa - she was a little tipsy, her cheeks flushed, but her eyes were still firm, "If you are born, you will die, and if you love, you will not love anymore,"

"Love will eventually end," Zhao Yundan repeated. "Is it really always like this?"

"About 90%," she smiled, drank the rest of the red wine, and quickly poured herself another glass.

"What if it's Li Shu?" Zhao Yundan looked at her series of smooth movements and couldn't help but exclaimed, "I didn't expect you to be so good at drinking."

"So-so." She raised her eyebrows slightly and glanced at her, then quickly fell into thought, "If it's Shushu..."

She suddenly felt inexplicably depressed, but answered seriously, "Maybe it will take a little longer, maybe three years, maybe four years."

"You mean," Zhao Yundan moved closer to her, "they can't make it to the end,"

"Because he is that kind of person," Lin Yingci also slightly turned to look at her, "People will not change."

When their eyes met, they both felt inexplicably certain.

"These past two days, many relatives from my hometown called to persuade me," she suddenly began to laugh, "to persuade me to be more patient. They said that all men are like this," she paused for a moment, and then continued quickly, "What's more, Jiang Kaicheng is rich, young, and not ugly,"

When she said this, her eyes were filled with tears again, and she suddenly became inexplicably excited, "I don't want it."

She sniffed, looked at Lin Yingci firmly, and said word by word, "Xiaoci, I will let them all know that my choice is not wrong."

"Okay," Lin Yingci smiled at her and comforted her, "You are you, and they are them, they are different."

"I know," she wiped her tears with a tissue, "thank you for always helping me."

"Let's get back on the road," she said, her eyes reddening for no apparent reason, "everything will be better."

"Well," she suddenly leaned closer and took her hand, "I felt from the beginning that you were different from the others,"

She looked at her and suddenly smiled, "We will be good friends in the future."

"Okay." She nodded heavily.

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Chen Jingwei's family dinner was very lively, and there was no ordinary person coming and going. Mr. Yu was in poor health, so his grandson Yu Chengyou pushed the wheelchair out, and You Kexin followed him attentively all the way - his condition was particularly bad in the past two days, and he flew back and forth from Beijing to Shanghai on a special plane, and there were several medical staff following him closely;

In addition, Jiang Yiyun, Liu Zhiwen, Luo Qingfeng and Luo Jianan were also there. Jiang Kaicheng arrived early and kept chatting with them. Xie Yunfei and Lin Yingfei arrived soon, and he greeted them with Chen Jing first.

"Grandpa and grandma," she called out sweetly. "Hey," Chen Jingwei responded immediately, and soon Xie Yunfei followed suit and called out "Grandpa." He nodded and quickly introduced them to everyone: "This is Xie Yunfei, Xiao Xie, Feifei's fiancé."

"Hello, uncles and aunts," he greeted everyone obediently.

"Sister Kexin is here too," Lin Yingfei saw You Kexin and greeted her first, then quickly sat next to Luo Shuyu, "We haven't seen each other for a long time,"

"I heard you're going to be a bride soon," You Kexin also moved closer to her, "Congratulations in advance,"

"Come when the time comes," she smiled back at her,

"You've been on a diet recently," Luo Shuyu kept staring at Lin Yingfei, "Why does your face look smaller?"

"Really?" She was inexplicably excited when she heard it. "Then the project I did in Korea was useful." She pinched her face with Luo Shuyu's hand. "My skin is very smooth and tighter."

Luo Shuyu stroked it seriously and nodded repeatedly: "Well, the effect is really good."

“With the development of technology,” she also laughed, “becoming beautiful is no longer difficult.”

Lin Jingran and Lin Yingci arrived soon after. Jingran was chatting with Jiang Kaicheng and Luo Qingfeng about a newly established new energy vehicle brand, while the girls gathered around Luo Shuyu to chat about wedding dress brands.

"In fact, they just pieced it together," Jiang Kaicheng kept looking at Lin Jingran with a half-smile, "Does Hengyuan feel any pressure?"

"No pressure at all," Lin Jingran smiled contemptuously, and quickly leaned back, "I'm so busy with my own affairs, how can I have time to pay attention to him."

"We recruited a lot of technical personnel from BBA," Xie Yunfei also said, "and recruited several more from Tesla's new energy department with high salaries."

"It was originally a military-industrial enterprise," Luo Qingfeng also looked at Lin Jingran, "it still has strength."

He shrugged nonchalantly: "It doesn't bother us."

……

After dinner, Lin Yingci went outside to answer a phone call. Just as she was about to go in, she ran into You Kexin coming out with a cigarette.

"Come out and smoke," she said hello and continued to walk in. But You Kexin suddenly called her, "Can we chat?"

She quickly turned back to confirm: "Me?"

"Yes," You Kexin also nodded, "You."

She guessed in her mind and quickly returned to her side: "What do you want to talk to me about?"

"When I first met Lin Jingran," she smoked a cigarette and began to mutter, "I should have been in junior high school. He was very handsome at that time," she smiled at her, "I was very happy when I heard that he was Grandpa Chen's grandson,"

"Why?" she asked, looking at her.

"Because I like him very much," she said without hiding it, turning her head to look at Lin Yingci, "He is Grandpa Chen's grandson, so we can visit each other often," You Kexin still smiled, "Don't you know that the Chen and Yu families are together?"

"I know," she replied.

"And the Luo family," she looked at her while blowing smoke rings, "You joined the Shanghai CPPCC, you should understand,"

"Well," she smiled again, still unwilling to waste time, so she got straight to the point, "And then?"

"I thought my love for him would soon fade away, and I've been in love many times," she looked at her again, "but no matter how long it has been, he is always my first choice."

The atmosphere fell into silence, and Lin Yingci nodded woodenly.

"I know the complicated relationship between you two," she put out her cigarette, "If I could really be with Lin Jingran, I wouldn't care about you," she looked at her and suddenly smiled again, "A good man will not have only one woman around him, I understand this truth."

Lin Yingci smiled politely and nodded.

"What about you?" You Kexin asked, "Do you understand?"

"Yes," she said quickly, "I understand."

"Well," she also smiled, "as long as you understand."

Soon she turned around and went in - just in time to meet Lin Jingran coming out - he saw that Lin Yingci had been out for too long, so he came to take a look.

"Why did you come out?" You Kexin greeted him.

"I'm looking for Lin Yingci." He responded politely. She smiled and nodded without saying anything, and went in quickly.

"What are you talking about?" He walked quickly to her side. "It's windy outside."

"Let's talk about something~" She looked at his mysterious smile, and a word suddenly popped up in her mind, "some campaign manifestos,"

"What declaration?" Lin Jingran was puzzled. "Who wants to run for election? What is he running for?"

"What are you running for?" she asked him, and then walked back inside. "Running for president."

Lin Jingran knew that she was joking with him, so he followed her with his hands in his pockets. For some reason, he felt warm in his heart - he felt that his Xiaoci was coming back.

Little by little, returning to him.