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In this way, slowly fell asleep.

Zhang Lin also got up the next day, and found that Zhang Kun had returned, and sat on the sofa in a daze, until she yelled a few words, Zhang Kun looked up at her: "Sister, you're awake!" ."

"When did you come back?" Zhang Lin also asked.

Zhang Kun said: "This morning. I have decided, I will go with her."

In fact, he came back last night, but when he came home, he met Duan Yinmo who was about to leave. Duan Yinmo called him over, and after chatting with him for a long time, he made a new decision.

Last night, Duan Yinmo asked him: "Are you afraid that you will be alone without her?"

"Yeah. My sister is my relative. My mother told me when I was here that I will protect my sister when I grow up as a boy."

This sentence was exchanged for Duan Yinmo's ridicule: "How to protect? Use your fist? Are your fists hard enough to hurt people?"

Zhang Kun couldn't answer. He was weak since he was a child, and his strength was naturally inferior to other boys, so that every time he got into a fight, he was the one who got beaten.

Duan Yinmo's tone was unusually calm and calm, as if he was talking about a deal in the business world that only made money but didn't lose money.

"Only when you are strong can you protect the person you want to protect. Otherwise, what are you talking about protecting her?"

"But what's the difference between becoming that woman's son for money, and she gave birth to me for money?"

Zhang Kun roared excitedly, and Duan Yinmo sneered: "You also know how important money is. If it wasn't for money, do you think there would still be you in this world?"

Zhang Kun was stunned. He kept staring at the fact that he was sold by his biological mother for money, but he ignored that he was conceived and born because of money.

"Think about it yourself." Duan Yinmo just gave a suggestion, the best suggestion in her eyes.

After this conversation, Zhang Kun changed his mind, contacted Liu Xinmei and decided to go back and change his name and surname to be her son, and to provide her with care until the end of her life.

Liu Xinmei was delighted to arrange this right away. Over the years, her property has grown bigger and bigger. Sadly, she was kicked out by her ex-husband because of infertility. Apart from her secretary, she has no one to talk to.

Having no children for ten years after marriage is probably God's punishment for letting go of her mistakes.

Zhang Kun's recognition of her proved that Zhang Kun forgave her, and Liu Xinmei's self-condemnation that had always existed in her heart was much less.

It's just that Zhang Lin is sad at the moment, which makes Zhang Kun unable to face it.

He was afraid that Zhang Lin would scold him too, but now when he really talked about this with Zhang Lin face to face, Zhang Lin just smiled and reached out to rub his head: "You have grown up, this It's your own choice, no matter what, my sister will support you."

Zhang Kun quickly packed up and followed Liu Xinmei's arrangement to go abroad. As for Zhang Linye, there was finally no one around him.

Apart from discussing work with the agent assistant every day, there are no other activities.

And Duan Yinmo seems to have disappeared these few days, busy all day, but no one knows what she is busy with.

Zhang Lin was also found by Duan Yinmo after a few days of cleansing.

"What are your plans for tomorrow?"

In the dressing room, Zhang Lin also planned to close her eyes and rest for a while, but the sudden sound made her tremble in fright, causing the makeup artist's hands to tremble slightly, and even her eyeliner was crooked.

The makeup artist was very angry, but she didn't dare to say anything more, after all, the two great gods were not something she could offend.

Seeing this, Duan Yinmo said apologetically, "I'm sorry for causing trouble to your work."

The makeup artist shook her head again and again, and the resentment in her heart dissipated.

Zhang Lin also stabilized his mind and asked her: "Why are you here?"

"Come here to see you. These days, all you receive are advertisement endorsements. From what Mr. Luo said, don't you seem very happy?"

Zhang Lin also wanted to shake her head, but considering that the makeup artist's hands were still working on her face, she could only say two words with a wooden face: "No."

"I hope you don't." Duan Yinmo knows that she likes acting, but she knows that advertising endorsements can make her more popular.As for the filming, when Zheng Qijun is ready, we will go to the audition and cast together.

Duan Yinmo sat aside and watched her until all her makeup was finished, Duan Yinmo asked again this time: "What's the arrangement for tomorrow?"

"Brother Luo asked me to rest tomorrow, there is no arrangement." Zhang Lin also said calmly.

Duan Yinmo smiled: "Then I'll arrange it for you tomorrow. Wait for my call tomorrow morning. If there are any other people who ask you out after this, all of them will be rejected."

Zhang Lin didn't think too much about it, guessing that Duan Yinmo might have to arrange other jobs for her, so he hummed softly and agreed.

After Duan Yinmo said it in person, he was relieved, and soon went back to prepare for the next birthday surprise.

Duan Qingli has already sent a message, saying that arrangements have been made at home, and Duan Jingxu has nothing to do at present.

Although Duan Yinmo still couldn't be completely relieved, she was much less vigilant. After all, she was a person who grew up together, so she was still willing to give him some trust.

But those things can only happen within the bottom line, once Duan Jingxu crosses the bottom line, don't blame her for being cruel.

Duan Yinmo was happily tossing about Zhang Linye's birthday surprise tomorrow, but Zhang Linye was asked out by Zheng Qijun during the lunch break.

Looking at the elementary school boy who had been smiling silly all the time, Zhang Lin couldn't help curling his lips, and asked him with a smile, "Why are you asking me out?"

"Um... senior sister, are you free tomorrow?"

"I'm free tomorrow, what's the matter?" Zhang Lin also replied casually.

Zheng Kijun clenched his fist excitedly, and finally said: "Then can I invite you to dinner tomorrow?"

"Okay...it doesn't seem to work." Zhang Lin also finished his good words, and suddenly remembered that he had agreed to Duan Yinmo's appointment, so he had to change his words and said: "Sorry, I suddenly remembered that I already have an appointment tomorrow. How about we Another day."

Zheng Qijun was deeply disappointed gradually, wondering if he could hold on for a while longer: "I want to discuss the new drama with my senior sister, can my senior sister spare some time for me."

He has been planning for more than a month, and wants to confess to Zhang Linye tomorrow. If he misses this special day, he will be very sad.

When it came to the new drama, Zhang Lin wanted to agree, but she had already agreed to Duan Yinmo, so she couldn't promise Zheng Qijun anymore, so she could only reply him with an apologetic smile and say, "I'm sorry, my appointment tomorrow is very important. Not born."

"Does senior sister have a boyfriend?" Zheng Qijun suddenly asked her vigilantly.

Zhang Lin also shook his head with a smile: "I've been single for 25 years, and I really want to find someone, but unfortunately no one came to my door."

Zheng Qijun especially wanted to shout out: I can /cháng/rectify/organize/to deliver to your door!

But he was afraid of scaring Zhang Linye, so he had to follow her and smile.

After a while, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and asked with a twitch: "Then senior sister, do you have a girlfriend?"

Zhang Lin was also taken aback, and finally shook his head: "I don't have a girlfriend either."

"Then, senior sister, can you consider..."

"Sorry, I have a call."

Because the phone rang, only the first few words of Zheng Qijun's words were heard clearly by Zhang Lin, and she got up and went out to answer the phone.

"what color do you like?"

Duan Yinmo's beating tone came out, and Zhang Lin replied in a daze: "Red."

"Oh." Duan Yinmo responded and smiled. It seems that her memory is correct, and Zhang Linye's preferences have not changed.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Lin also asked her.

Duan Yinmo looked at the well-decorated home, smiled with satisfaction, and said to Zhang Lin: "It's okay, hang up."

When the voice fell, the phone was hung up.