The love story of a wealthy brother and sister

"Have you seen Xiaoci before?" Chen Ying asked Lin Jingran while fastening his seat belt. "When?"

She seemed very interested, but Lin Jingran shook his head, "Maybe I remembered it wrong."

But he did see her, more than once.

But Lin Jingran was afraid that telling her would make her sad - after all, when he first met her, her biological father was still alive, and she should have been only two or three years old at that time. Lin Yehao took him to see her in Hengyuan's office. The two fathers wanted to discuss something, and Lin Yehao asked Lin Jingran to look after his sister;

He met her several times later, sporadically, but he clearly remembered the last time they met - it was at Zhong Yiming's funeral:

She was wearing a long off-white mourning dress, with waist-length hair, and she was kneeling on the ground with her back to him;

He walked around to the side and saw her profile through the crowd: her eyes were red and swollen, there were traces of tears on her face, her hair was messy, and she looked haggard.

Lin Jingran looked at him for a long time, but did not dare to say a word.

He is not good at speaking and is afraid of being rude.

Later, he asked Lin Yehao about her situation, and Lin Yehao only said that she was at her grandmother's aunt's house.

Lin Jingran said:

"You can bring her to live in Shanghai. Didn't you say that Uncle Zhong's daughter is also half your daughter? She will always be living under someone else's roof at my aunt's house."

Lin Yehao shook his head:

"I tried, but my grandmother is still here. Besides, if I live with my aunt, does that mean I am not living with her in our house?"

Lin Jingran didn't know what to say for a moment. He thought for a long time before explaining:

“But we are really good to her.”

Lin Yehao looked up at Lin Jingran and said nothing else. After a long while, he stood up from the sofa and said, "Let's talk later."

——That was also the last time he mentioned Lin Yingci to Lin Yehao.

Until I saw her again today.

Thinking about this, Lin Jingran turned around and looked at Lin Yingci again - he happened to meet her eyes. Lin Yingci smiled at him, politely but with a hint of strangeness.

It seems that she really doesn’t remember me, Lin Jingran thought to himself and smiled at her.

But in fact, Lin Yingci felt inexplicably familiar looking at his back, so she stared at him for a long time until he suddenly turned around.

Later, as long as Jingran was at home, he would take care of Xiaoci's affairs. Sometimes when Xiaofei was unhappy, it was Lin Jingran who would mediate.

But Lin Jingran was studying abroad, and they often didn't see each other except during the winter and summer vacations.

Lin Yingci's impression of Lin Jingran was both unfamiliar and familiar, but she knew clearly that this brother was protecting her. Besides her father, he was the only one at home who silently stood by her side.

In the blink of an eye, Xiaoci and Xiaofei were both old enough to go to high school. The 16-year-old Lin Yingci was becoming more and more graceful. Her natural long straight black hair was often tied into a neat ponytail, which was uncut but youthful and attractive. In school, she was also famous for her outstanding beauty.

At first, people only discussed her beauty, but later other opinions gradually emerged.

“I heard she was adopted.”

"It turns out she is a fake princess, pretending to be noble every day"

“It turned out to be a fake.”

The person who said these words was Tao Sirui, a classmate. Lin Yingci had always known that Tao Sirui and Lin Yingfei were good friends, so she felt like she was helping Lin Yingfei vent her anger - after entering high school, Xiaofei and Xiaoci's relationship was not as good as before.

Lin Yingci could feel it, but she didn’t know why. She also tried to talk to Xiaofei, but Xiaofei was always resistant.

Despite this, Xiaoci also made a good friend - Shangyou; as her name suggests, she is very outstanding, with A's in all her subjects, short hair, a good personality, always smiling, and very friendly.

She stood by Xiaoci without hesitation. The two of them ate together, studied together, discussed with each other and made progress together. They didn't care what others said, they just cherished their friendship.

Lin Jingran was admitted to Imperial College London with excellent grades, but he always went back home during holidays - running between London and Shanghai became his normal routine.

Christmas was soon here, and Lin Jingran had his winter break early - only 5 weeks, so he returned home right away.

Jiang Kaicheng went to the airport to pick him up.

"You're going back to Shanghai on your holiday, and you don't want to spend a few days in London?" Jiang Kaicheng joked while driving, "It seems that the beauties in the UK are not as good as ours~"

"Don't give me that," Lin Jingran interrupted him, "Just send me back, I still want to catch up on some sleep."

"It's almost 2 o'clock now, and you can't sleep for long. She will be out of school at 4:." Jiang Kaicheng smiled at him mysteriously. Lin Jingran stopped talking and just closed his eyes.