But for the Qing, never lovesick + extra

Jin Yan clasped me with one hand and pulled Jin Chuan back to the original seat, she opened her mouth to face her brother, "I want to come back and stay with Xiao Chuan for a few days before going abroad."

"Where are you going?"

"Sister, you want to go abroad?!"

The father and son were shocked on the spot, and I was stunned for a while. It turned out that they didn't know.

Jin Yan reported her school and departure date in a lukewarm tone.

I stared at the man with a forbearing face, watching him suppress his dissatisfaction and patiently comfort him time and time again, and I was intuited to be funny.The all-powerful person is obedient to the younger generation at home, who will believe it?

Because Jin Yan suddenly raised the hand that was clasped with my fingers, I turned my head back and met her clear smiling eyes.

Her smile fascinated me, and I forgot what was in my heart, stranded in the spring water in her eyes.

She smiled at me, then turned around suddenly, "Jin Chuan, this is your sister's most important person, what should you call her?"

Her tone at that time was not the playfulness of her siblings when they were laughing, nor the indifference when she faced her father, but the incomparable seriousness.

Jin Chuan moved over and honestly called me sister through Jin Yan.

I smiled, I was really happy at that moment.

After that, Jin Yan dragged us to continue chatting, ignoring her father who was sitting next to him and clenched his fists.

"I don't agree." A deep male voice broke the laughter.

Jin Yan lifted the hand on Jin Chuan's shoulder and pinched his face, telling him in detail: "Take care of yourself."

As she pulled me up, the meaning of farewell flowed silently.

Jin Chuan chased over to stop her, and hugged her to stop her.

The male voice behind said coldly, "If your mother is still here, would you still threaten her like this?"

Jin Yan turned his head and smiled, "It was my mother who taught me the principle of 'repaying virtue with kindness'. I naturally sat down to explain the truth to her, but isn't it appropriate for Jin Dong and you to use the tricks you are used to?"

"You!" Jin Tian couldn't help being annoyed when an outsider was confronted by his daughter in such a way. He stepped forward a few steps and was about to explode, but was stopped by Jin Chuan who spoke nicely.

Jin Yan squeezed my hand, "Let's go."

Before he could take a step, he was stopped by someone: "Stop!"

Seeing it with my own eyes, I have only seen the tension between his father and daughter.

He made an excuse to keep us for dinner, but he finally compromised.

Jin Yan's face turned better, he squeezed my fingers, and turned to greet her brother.

Jin Tian gave the steps, but Jin Yan didn't hold back anymore, and agreed to her brother's persuasion, and asked me to stay with her at Jin's house for a few days.

I'm vaguely grateful, I don't know if it's because of our success in "meeting our parents" or my success in "undercover".

When Jin Yan lived back at her house before going abroad, he had constant disputes with her father, mostly because of me—the day I went back with her alone, there were two things, one was to admit our relationship, and the other was my accommodation issue.

At the dinner table, Jin Yan invited the butler Uncle, the servants and the chef to sit down and eat together.

There was enough room for a long dining table, and no one raised any objections.

Moving her chopsticks, she picked up food for me and Jin Chuan, stood up, and took care of everyone present.

Except for her father in the seat alone.

Jin Tian squeezed his chopsticks tightly, broke the tranquility, and asked someone to clean up a guest room for me.

Jin Yan stopped the servant aunt who was about to leave, turned around and pinched my earlobe and asked me: Shall we sleep in my bedroom or the guest room?

I held her hand underneath and squeezed lightly.Even if her father is wrong, it is a bit extreme for her to contradict her elders like this.

Before she could react, Chairman Jin, who had been humiliated one after another, put down his chopsticks and went upstairs.

Under the wrong stare, Jin Yan coaxed me to eat like a normal person.

She ate slowly, but I couldn't swallow.

Contradicting Jin Tian one after another, even annoying him, is not what I want to see.

……

Before going to bed that night, with selfish intentions, I wanted to persuade her to ease the relationship with her father, but she was blocked by a single word.

With the experience of the previous night in the ancient town, she naturally turned over and nestled into my arms.

She raised her head, with the clear and broken moonlight in her eyes, and said to me with a suppressed cry: "Do you think I'm unfilial?... I don't want to contradict him, and I want my family to be well, but, Yang, the lost I can't find it...my mother, she can't come back!"

The words were stuck in my throat, I hugged her back, closed my eyes to feel her feelings, at that moment I didn't think about anything, I just wanted to warm the silly girl in my arms according to the first thought.

Jin Yan is really a silly girl. The next morning, she smiled at me with eyes swollen from crying, and said that she hadn't felt warm in that home or on that bed for a long time.

I made trouble with her and asked her to tell me about her and Jin Chuan's childhood...

That silly girl was unguarded against others, and her alienated and indifferent appearance was the only defense she raised.

But she broke the precept for me and tolerated me deceiving her at that time, just like allowing me to hurt her later...

But at that time, I didn't know how to see clearly, and I just plunged into the dead end of revenge, and I didn't know how to understand her favor and kindness to me...

The author has something to say: (The next chapter will definitely end... No.1 said it was very addictive... Unfortunately, the affectionate Zheng Yangyang was written by me...)

Jin Yan: No, she is what she is, ruthless and unreasonable!

[Small theater where the style of painting deviates]

Jin Yan pointed at Zheng Yang and looked at Jin Chuan: "This is Zheng Yang, you know it."

"I know, I know." Jin Chuan grinned, and whispered in Jin Yan's ear, "Isn't that brother-in-law!"

Jin Yan reached out to hit him...

Chapter 34 Fan ① Zheng Yang Monologue

Our little days before she left are also the warmth that I recall for a long time now.

We lived in Jin's house, and she took Jin Chuan and me to sit on the garden swing during the day, sharing childhood stories with each other in the sun, and telling me the childhood of their siblings.

Jin Yan has been a good boy since he was a child, and I have a boring temper and nothing interesting. The story will progress to the later stage, and Jin Chuan is full of people.

Jin Chuan is different from Zheng Fan, who is lively and cheerful. He is like a child at home, teaching people to be close.

As for Jin Yan, sometimes he changes back and forth as a little girl and sometimes as a young lady, and sometimes he gets annoyed by Jin Chuan's joke...

Watching them fight makes me happy.

Those days are good...Because Jin Yan, Jin Chuan sincerely accepts me as his family, and I also like his character...The three of us talk and laugh together and get along well.That pure beauty is unforgettable even today, but it is a pity that the world has changed now, I think, that is the warmth that I can no longer find.

At that time, I was full of hatred in my heart, and I was obsessed with the undercover matter. It was also because of Jin Yan that I quickly waited for the opportunity——

The night before she went abroad, I accompanied her to pack her luggage, and her father suddenly asked me to go to the study.

Jin Yan didn't let me go at first, but I tricked her again, under the pretense of having a good relationship with her father.

Of course she believed me.

……

That was the first time I faced him alone, the man who ruined my family.

He leaned against the back of the chair, twirling a gun in his hand, and stared at me with fierce and deep eyes.

I didn't retreat, I approached step by step, and settled in front of his solid wood desk.

He pushed the gun onto the table and stared at me, "Closer to my daughter, what do you want? ... Or, what do you want from her? Just this time, tell me what you want."

His low tone made my breathing thin and my eardrums hurt.

"I only give myself one chance." Facing the haze that was about to be torn apart, I seemed to no longer hesitate and deal with him without any scruples.

He looked me up and down and asked what I was referring to.

I said, love her.

He smiled, and that smile deformed in front of my eyes, which made me annoyed and irritable. I added another sentence, which was the answer to my mother's sentence "I must say Jin Yan".

He stopped laughing and turned to ask about my family.

He moves freely, as if everything is in his expectation.

I suddenly felt flustered, thinking that I had underestimated him before. A criminal like him, who is called an old fox by the police, cannot be understood by a rookie like me.

I couldn't see his mind clearly, and it was even more difficult to resolve it, so I could only bear it by force... I briefly talked about the three members of my family, and the situation where my mother took my siblings.

He clicked so far, then returned to the original topic, and pointed out that he wanted me to leave her.

I couldn't help laughing, leaving her, all the elders around me warned me like this, my mother, my teacher, her father...

Without giving me a chance to speak, he opened the drawer, tore off a page, signed it, and threw it at me.

I don't care what it is, it's not a good thing to separate us.

He leaned back in his chair, gave me a sideways look with a cold face, and asked me to fill in the numbers at will and roll far away.

I leaned over, beyond his expectation, and reached out to hold the gun on the table. Before I raised it, my index finger couldn't help but squeeze the trigger tightly.

At that moment, the blood all over his body was boiling, the target was close in front of his eyes, and it was a matter of a moment to shoot with a gun...