wedding pet

Every day seems to be able to get to know Fang Xia again. For Lin Xingqing, this feeling is really hard to say whether it is good or bad.

Lin Xingqing was blushing slightly. Hearing Fang Xia's suggestion, she went to the bathroom to wash her face. After washing her face with cold water, she looked at herself in the mirror with some drops of water, but Lin Xingqing was completely lucid.

The moment Lin Xingqing held the book, she knew that the book had a hypnotic effect, but after receiving Lin Yufeng's bombshell, news, and depression, she could really hypnotize herself to sleep, even now Thinking about it is really indescribable.

After staring in the mirror for a while, she deliberately let her long hair spread out to cover half of her face, and also covered the slight blush. After everything looked normal, Lin Xingqing just walked out.

"Fang Xia, I've finished washing."

As soon as the words fell, Fang Xia, who had told her to eat before, was sitting on the sofa at the moment, flipping through a book in her hand, rubbing her robe slightly with her fingers as if unintentionally.

Lin Xingqing looked at the empty dining table, raised her eyebrows slightly, and was about to say something more, but her gaze clearly saw the name of the book in Fang Xia's hand.

It turned out to be the one she had read before!

Lin Xingqing: "..."

"Miss, Miss Lin, the chef is cooking just now, it may take a while."

Seeing Lin Xingqing's daze, Aunt Li raised her head and explained calmly.

Lin Xingqing: "..."

As far as the entire room she saw just now was empty, in fact, she could also understand that the dishes hadn't been cooked yet.

But now she is not entangled with this at all, what she is entangled with is...

Just now she fell asleep with the book directly on her face!

Although it is not known when the book was taken away.

but!

She just fell asleep covering her face with this book! !

And now Fang Xia is using those slender fingers to gently rub the robe, obviously there is no too big movement.

But this inexplicable... inexplicable... feels like being caressed indirectly...

"Xingqing, come here."

Fang Xia, who was reading with his head down, raised his head at some point, and his eyes met, his voice was a little gentle.

"..oh."

Lin Xingqing took a deep breath, her long eyelashes fluttered a few times, and while controlling her urge to bite her lip, she responded lightly, and finally sat down very slowly.

Almost the moment Lin Xingqing sat down, Fang Xia's hand stretched out, and in a very natural movement, her hand was firmly held by Fang Xia.

Lin Xingqing's hands were a little cool because they had just been washed, while Fang Xia's hands were as hot as ever.

One cold and one hot, Fang Xia's imperceptible domineering force, Fang Xia's hand completely wrapped Lin Xingqing's hand tightly.

"This book is very interesting."

While her attention was involuntarily attracted by the hands that they held, Lin Xingqing didn't hear what Fang Xia was saying at first, until the hand that was holding her tightly exerted a slight force, and then, together with her own hand, pointed at the A section of the page: "Ilenestdesmotsetdeslocations..."

It was a passage of French. Although Lin Xingqing was studying this at university, he could only understand it sporadically, so the more he read it, the more tired he became.

But at this moment, this paragraph of words that she has obviously read before, read from Fang Xia's mouth, but it has a different accent. The words, as if the fingers of the two were pointing at the sentence together, Fang Xia at this moment was almost bewilderingly charming.

"There are some words and phrases that are like fruit: a part never ripens... Lin Xingqing, this is very interesting."

"Ah."

"French is a fascinating language."

"Oh."

"You picked this book for the same reason"

"Well... ah... I... sort of."

She just randomly picked one of those ugly-looking books, but looking at Fang Xia's eyes that were close at hand, Lin Xingqing responded indiscriminately.

Although I don't know why I don't want to explain the real reason, but I think it's a woman's self-esteem.

"Then let's see the next paragraph."

"...it is good."

The book in front of me was still extremely boring, and the vocabulary was still half-understood, but in Fang Xia's voice, Lin Xingqing felt that the book was not difficult to read and had a hypnotic effect in the current view.

Even Lin Xingqing could clearly know that the anxiety brought to her by Lin Yufeng's message was strangely fading little by little in Fang Xia's voice.

That kind of time lasted for more than half an hour. Lin Xingqing was almost immersed in this strange atmosphere of "the book is not good, but I still want to read it", and Aunt Li, who had been quiet all along, broke the silence.

"Miss, Miss Lin, the food is ready, do I need to bring it to you?"

"it is good."

"Thank you, Sister Li."

Fang Xia finally let go of her hand and put the book back in place. Lin Xingqing stood there with an inexplicable feeling of unfinished business.

"If you want to watch it, watch it together next time."

Her hair was gently rubbed, and Fang Xia's voice rang in her ears. Looking at Fang Xia who sat on the dining table without stopping, even Lin Xingqing herself didn't notice, the corners of her lips were slightly raised.

"Ah."

The voice was low, and Lin Xingqing didn't know whether Fang Xia heard it, but that was not important.

The most important thing is that with such words, most of the anxiety that had receded, subsided a little, except for a trace of pressure in the bottom of her heart, that anxiety no longer affected her.

Everything will pass, and everything will work out.

Eating in a calm environment, strolling in the garden to digest food in a calm environment, washing in a calm environment, covering a bed purely, and going to sleep.

The next few days were uneventful.

Lin Xingqing never brought up the matter of getting up and exercising in the morning with Fang Xia again, but almost before Fang Xia walked, Lin Xingqing would wake up on the back foot, and told Aunt Li that she was going to do morning exercises, but in fact, she found an Internet cafe at random and started to read the materials .

Zhang Huilin, the name of her mother in Lin Yufeng's mouth.

Compared to Lin Yufeng who was just an ordinary teacher, Lin Xingqing felt familiar from the first time she heard the name. Sure enough, finding the information of this woman was easier than imagined.

"Zhang Huilin, born in June 19XX, Gemini, the daughter of Zhang Shan of the Zhang Group, is currently the manager of the sales department of the Zhang Group, and ranks 6th on the Z City Financial Annual Fortune List.

Hobbies: reading, talking about piano, writing poetry

Spouse: None. "

In this day and age, the Internet is so developed that you can search for anything that is not too private, let alone this kind of celebrity who specially invites someone to do it.

Under the high-sounding and enviable profile is a picture of a beautiful woman in a white suit.

Such a person seems to be enviable by birth.

However, after glancing at Baidu Encyclopedia, Lin Xingqing continued to search, and very quickly, more information was found.

Compared with the information on the encyclopedia, most of the information that was found was gossip.

"Surprised, Zhang's unique daughter fell in love with Xiao Xianrou!"

"Spend a lot of money, be happy for whoever is crazy"

"Zhang Huilin, daughter of the Zhang family, is rumored to be on two boats!"

"Zhang's daughter was proposed by her boyfriend who is 16 years younger in Romantic Island. It is said that good things are coming soon."

And so on, compared to the commercial achievements, it is obvious that this woman is quite exciting emotionally, as if she had opened a good show of the year.

Of course, everyone who surfs the Internet knows that the information on the Internet may not be taken as the truth, and many of them are just for news, news, and hot spots, deliberately alarmist, but flies do not stare at seamless eggs.

"Xingqing, she is your mother, and she has no children, she promised to take good care of you.

Compared to me, she... will take better care of you.

Zhang Huilin, that is your mother, she misses you very much. "

Flipping through these materials and sorting them out again, three days passed in a blink of an eye. During these three days, Lin Xingqing went to see Lin Yufeng as usual, but the visit time was shorter. Based on what she said, combined with the information she saw, Lin Xingqing felt that she was on the verge of going berserk.

And in this kind of patience, on the fourth day, Zhang Quan took the initiative to find her.

Perhaps it was Yun A Chang A Xiao A Zhu before finding Lin Xingqing, Zhang Quanyou had been to Lin Yufeng's side, and now he was standing in front of Lin Xingqing with a reserved expression, and his words were not in the slightest tact, straight to the point:

"Lin Xingqing, your mother wants to see you."

At that time, the sky was at noon, the sun was shining brightly, and amidst the faint sound of birdsong, Lin Xingqing, who was wearing a plain white dress, had a graceful figure and a gorgeous appearance.

Just listening to Zhang Quan's words, Lin Xingqing just stood there quietly, staring at Zhang Quan with her black eyes open, her expression was a little strange. As time passed, Zhang Quan picked up his glasses and couldn't help thinking to speak again.

click~

In the subtle voice, the gorgeous Lin Xingqing slightly evoked a mocking smile:

"She Zhang Huilin wants to see me"

"Lin Xingqing, that's your mother. She wants to see you. You should know that you look a lot like her."

Zhang Quan's words are a statement of the facts, but also carry a kind of determination that rises from the bone.

It's like knowing that Lin Xingqing knows Zhang Huilin's identity, she will definitely be moved, and she will definitely be unable to refuse.

What Zhang Quan said was right. As far as appearance was concerned, even if she had never seen a real person, she could tell that Lin Xingqing was [-]% similar to Zhang Huilin just by looking at her appearance.

so what

It's a fart if you don't raise it!

What about the daughter of the Zhang Group?

She is now the wife of the wealthy Fang Xia.

Money makes her tempted

ha~

Lin Xingqing giggled several times, just like the shy and sweet appearance when she first met Zhang Quan.

"No, I'm not free. See you, Uncle Zhang."

In her crisp voice, ignoring Zhang Quan's unfinished words behind her, Lin Xingqing walked slowly towards the ward without looking back.

Ten minutes later, when Lin Xingqing walked into the ward, before she could speak, Zhang Yufeng, who was lying on the bed, stood up instantly refreshed, walked to her side and looked at her carefully for a few seconds before remembering Open the topic like this:

"Xingqing, you, why are you here? Zhang Quan, he, didn't he look for you?"

Facing Lin Yufeng's surprised tone, Lin Xingqing patiently wiped the sweat off Lin Yufeng's face, and patiently peeled fruit for him as usual until Lin Yufeng looked like She asked again with some unease, she raised her head just now, with her dark eyes open, she looked innocent: "Uncle Zhang, I haven't met him, I guess he went astray with me."

Obviously, there was only one way to the hospital, and Lin Xingqing spoke in such empty words, but she still spoke very calmly.

Lin Yufeng was silent for a moment, and wanted to say something, but in Lin Xingqing's eyes that were slightly depressed, and his expression was getting closer and closer to oppression, those words were swallowed back.

"Dad, remember, I'm very busy now, I don't have any time except to see you!"

During those heavy repetitions, Lin Xingqing smiled sweetly until Lin Yufeng responded with a sigh.

Afterwards, amidst the usual chatter, it took a full two hours before Lin Xingqing left with a normal expression.

When she returned to Fang Xia's home, Lin Xingqing began to quietly flip through the book that had been blessed again, maintaining the mode of only reading one page for a long time, when she finally heard Fang Xia's footsteps.

"Crack~"

Following the sound of books being randomly placed on the desk, Lin Xingqing greeted them very actively for the first time.

"Fang Xia."

In the half sun, Lin Xingqing who took the initiative to walk to the gate looked at Fang Xia's unhurried pace, smiling like a flower, and her dark eyes were full of Fang Xia's appearance.

"You're back."

Fang Xia's footsteps paused, and his eyes darkened instantly.

"Lin Xingqing, I'm back."

The author has something to say: la la la, I always feel that Lin Xingqing is going to be a demon, cough~