The love story of a wealthy brother and sister

"Let him confess. No matter what, he will be treated leniently if he confesses," Lin Yingci said as she glanced at the scallion and ginger juice on the table and asked, "Sister Li, what is that?"

Mrs. Li had just served the borscht and replied, "This is the sauce used to dip poached chicken in Guangdong. You can try it."

Lin Yingci nodded: "Mrs. Li is so nice, I'll give it a try."

"This chicken is very good. It looks like a free-range chicken from a farm."

Lin Yingci raised her head and smiled at her: "Really? Sister Li, you should try it too."

"I'll eat later, you eat more."

"Ah."

Lin Jingran also took a piece to try.

"Well, it's pretty good." He praised and looked at Lin Yingci again: "But how do you confess this?" Lin Jingran said as he stood up to serve the soup, "Jiang Kaicheng is so dumb, I don't think he can do it."

He put the soup in front of Lin Yingci and suddenly remembered something.

"Is school about to start for you?"

"There are still ten days left," Lin Yingci nodded.

"Then I will quickly apply for a visa and take you to the UK."

"it is good."

Lin Yingci drank a few sips of soup and continued, "You can't just confess directly. Brother Kaicheng needs to talk to that girl first to prove that he was...coerced? Prove that nothing happened between him and Shushu after he got together. Then keep the evidence and confess to Shushu."

"I understand. Are you trying to trick me?" Lin Jingran asked tentatively. Lin Yingci nodded. Lin Jingran also nodded and repeated, "Only if you confess can you be lenient."

"Yes, if you become like this someday, you must confess," Lin Yingci stared at him with interest.

Lin Jingran was so scared that he put down his chopsticks: "No, what does it have to do with me?"

Lin Yingci still stared at him: "What if, if you lie to me, I will never talk to you again."

"I won't lie to you." Lin Jingran picked up a piece of chicken leg for her, dipped it in soy sauce and put it in her bowl. Then he remembered something and said, "By the way, you have to ask Shushu if she wants to go to the music festival together."

"Okay." Lin Yingci nodded.

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In the evening, Lin Jingran accompanied Lin Yingci for a walk and bought some daily necessities. When they passed by a coffee shop, they bought some coffee. Lin Jingran went in to get it while Lin Yingci sat on a chair outside the shop and waited. At this time, a middle-aged woman in simple clothes slowly passed by with a trembling old man. The old man seemed to have a bad back. He kept hunching over and looking around. He said in his local dialect: "If it weren't for the doctor, how could I see such a beautiful view?"

The woman held the old man's hand the whole time and said with emotion: "Shanghai is so beautiful."

Lin Yingci's eyes suddenly turned red. She looked at the grandmother, who was bending over and walking with great effort. Her legs and feet were not very agile, but she had a smile on her face and was trying hard to look at the surrounding scenery. She didn't know why, but her tears soon blurred her vision. At this time, Lin Jingran pushed the door open, handed her a cup of coffee, and teased: "You are really a coffee head--" But when Lin Yingci looked up, he was shocked. He quickly squatted down and looked at her: "What's wrong? Why are you crying?"

Lin Yingci wanted to speak but couldn't, only tears kept pouring out. Lin Jingran quickly sat down beside her and hugged her: "It's okay, it's okay."

In the car, she finally spoke: "I just saw an old lady, she must be coming to Shanghai for medical treatment."

"Well," Lin Jingran held her hand and listened to her carefully.

"Her legs and feet are not very flexible, and she has to bend over when she walks. She looks very tired," Lin Yingci wiped her tears again, "but she likes the scenery here very much. She sighs as she looks at it. Do you know Jingran?"

Lin Yingci turned to him and said, "You have to come to see a doctor to see such a beautiful view. You have worked hard all your life."

Her voice began to choke again: "Why... life is so hard."

Lin Jingran took a tissue to wipe her tears while the light was red, but he didn't know how to comfort her, and he felt sad when he heard it;

There was silence in the car. Lin Yingci was still sobbing. After a while, Lin Jingran suddenly spoke:

"Xiaoci," he called her, and began to rub her hands again, saying slowly, "Because of separation and death, life is more precious."

"Cherish the people around you." He added. Lin Yingci nodded and held Lin Jingran's hand.

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