A sickly bamboo horse dressed as a villain

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Chen Jianan still didn't go home. The company's new film was launched, and he didn't go to the set. He even handed over the martial arts to the brothers of Chen Jiaban, who openly acted as a shopkeeper.The whole person became supernatural, and even paparazzi with great powers only occasionally caught his figure, and it was nothing more than a day of debauchery.

The money in his personal account has been squandered, and the company's money has been arranged by Qiao Wen, so he has no way to withdraw it.However, in the pictures captured by the paparazzi several times later, Liangzi Nan still spends a lot of money, spending a lot of money, and even bought a convertible car for himself, showing off in the market, very chic.

Qiao Wen has been refusing to be interviewed by the media, but it has given the big newspapers and tabloids a chance to catch the wind and conclude that he and Chen Jianan are about to break up and part ways.

Because when he was sick, Lin Zirui made a special trip to bring ginger tea to see him. As a courtesy, Qiao Wen also brought a gift and went to visit Lin's house after he recovered completely.

The Lin family lived in the wealthy area with the longest history in Taiping Mountain. In the early years, there were only foreigners. In recent years, local wealthy businessmen have gradually gained the right to speak, and the number of rich Chinese in this area has gradually increased.

This was Qiao Wen's first visit to Lin's house. The towering walls and black iron gate blocked the scenery inside.It wasn't until the servant led him in that he realized that there was a hole in the sky. The Lin family's mansion was a tiny place, apart from the front yard and the backyard, there was also a green lawn of more than one mu.

"Awen, you are here!"

Lin Zirui, who was dressed in silk home clothes, greeted him at the entrance.

Qiao Wen looked around curiously, only to feel that this magnificent villa was shining with the light of money everywhere, and he couldn't help laughing: "At first, I thought that our villa with the same color of sea and sky could be regarded as a top luxury mansion. Only now do I know that I am Sitting in a well and looking at the sky, I finally saw what a real luxury house is."

Lin Zirui said with a smile: "This is my father's hard work. It means that the area is not bad, and it is much worse than your taste."

"Why? It's just a different style." Qiao Wen followed Lin Zirui into the house, sat down on the leather sofa, put the gift box in his hand on the coffee table, and said, "It's the first time I come here, and I don't know what to give, so I just give it to you." You and your aunt brought some snacks made by my grandma, but I don’t know if it suits your taste. By the way, where is your aunt? Are you at home?"

"My mother is making her garden in the backyard, and I will show you around later." Lin Zirui opened the gift box with a happy face, took out a piece and put it in his mouth, nodded and praised: "It's delicious! Speaking of it, I haven't eaten it for a long time For the authentic Jiangsu and Zhejiang dim sum, thank you grandma for me."

Qiao Wen smiled: "As long as you like it."

Lin Zirui ate a piece of dim sum contentedly, and asked casually, "By the way, how is Anan doing? Did you go back?"

Qiao Wen showed frustration, shook his head and said: "I didn't even go to the studio, and I didn't return to the martial arts hall. I didn't let him get money from the company. I thought he would come back when he had no money, but he seems to have found something to get money from." Lu Zi, the paparazzi have photographed him the last few times, and he doesn’t seem to be short of money at all.” He sighed, “It’s hard to get him out of the club, I really don’t want to see him go astray again.”

Lin Zirui looked at him, and said solemnly: "Awen, I know that you and Anan have a good relationship, but seeing him like this makes you worry, I'm not worth it for you."

Qiao Wen cleared his throat, avoiding his scorching gaze uncomfortably, and said, "Without him, I wouldn't be where I am today, and he has always been very kind to me. I think he just lost his temper, and soon I'll figure it out."

Lin Zirui said: "Ah Wen, you are still too emotional."

Qiao Wen was silent under his gaze.

"Okay, I'll show you around my mother's garden." Lin Zirui took it as his acquiescence, changed the subject, and put down the teacup.

Qiao Wen seemed secretly relieved, got up and said, "You won't disturb Auntie, will you?"

Lin Zirui shook his head: "Now there are only my mother and I in the family. She lives in seclusion all year round and rarely sees guests. Seeing me come back and make new friends, she is very happy for me."

Qiao Wen nodded knowingly.

Tropical cities are hotbeds of flowers and plants. Although it is early winter, the back garden of the Lin family is still full of flowers.A woman in a dark blue embroidered velvet cheongsam was standing next to a bougainvillea tree in full bloom, pruning its branches.

"Mommy!" Lin Zirui called out.

The woman turned around, saw the two people coming, and smiled slightly: "Jeffrey, is your friend here?"

Qiao Wen stepped forward and said politely, "Hi Auntie, I'm Qiao Wen."

Although Mrs. Lin is the eldest daughter of the Zhong family and the mistress of the Lin family, she has always lived in seclusion and rarely appeared in public. Qiao Wen only saw her once at Lin Zhaoming's memorial service, and she didn't even remember her face.

The woman in front of her was already a little older, but she was still recognizable as a beauty, her features were somewhat similar to Lin Zirui's.

"Hello, I saw your interview in the newspaper before. You are really young and promising, and you are also a good-looking talent." Mrs. Lin glanced lightly at his face and nodded.

Qiao Wen laughed: "Auntie is absurd."

Mrs. Lin said: "Jeffrey, show Awen around, I'm a little tired, I'm going upstairs to rest for a while."

Lin Zirui nodded: "Mommy, go rest, I'll ask the servant to make some ginseng tea for you."

Mrs. Lin smiled faintly, and walked past the two of them back to the villa.

Lin Zirui led Qiao Wen around the back garden. Mrs. Lin obviously spent a lot of time on the flowers and plants. This back garden has a wide variety of flowers and plants, and the care is very unique.

"Auntie is a person who understands life very well." Qiao Wen praised sincerely.

Lin Zirui smiled: "In addition to eating vegetarian food and reciting Buddha's name, my mother usually planted flowers and plants. I don't know whether it is interesting in life or boring."

Qiao Wen said: "That's not the same as ordinary wealthy wives."

Lin Zirui said casually, "Maybe it's because I've become indifferent to the glitz and glamour of the world."

Qiao Wen nodded thoughtfully, and followed him into the villa. When he walked downstairs, he suddenly realized something and looked up to the second floor.

I saw Mrs. Lin standing in front of the window of a house, holding a teacup in her hand, looking at him expressionlessly.

But when he looked at it, the other party had turned around and entered the room again.

Qiao Wen was taken aback for a moment. If he read it correctly, Mrs. Lin's eyes just now seemed a little weird.

"What's the matter? Ah Wen?" Lin Zirui noticed that he stopped, turned his head to look over, and followed his gaze upstairs, but only saw an empty window.

Qiao Wen looked back, smiled and shook his head: "The pot of lilies of the valley on the windowsill above is blooming very well."

Lin Zirui replied casually: "That's my mother's room, he likes lily of the valley very much."

Qiao Wen nodded.

"Come on, lunch should be ready in the kitchen, let's go eat."

Qiao Wen smiled: "I'm really a little hungry."

When the two returned to the house, Lin Zirui called a little maid: "Go and invite your wife downstairs for dinner."

The maid said: "Master, Madam said she is a bit tired, so she won't come down, you and Mr. Qiao can eat, just send her some up."

Lin Zirui nodded: "Okay, my wife is not in good health recently, you take good care of her."

"I know, master."

Because Mrs. Lin did not join the lunch, Lin Zirui and Qiao Wen sat opposite each other at the huge oval dining table.The dishes are exquisite, and the taste is naturally comparable to top restaurants.

The host and guest enjoyed a meal.

After dinner, Lin Zirui invited Qiao Wen upstairs to visit his room, but Qiao Wen was naturally disrespectful.

Lin Zirui's room was a suite, and inside was a living room.He turned on the record player and asked, "What do you want to hear? Jazz or country?"

"It's all right." Qiao Wen looked at the room calmly. The bookshelves, records, and televisions were some of the most common hobbies of a young and wealthy young man, which seemed nothing special.

Lin Zirui casually took a record from the record rack, put it into the machine, and soothing jazz music sounded in the room.He turned around and walked up to Qiao Wen, and politely extended his right hand: "I wonder if Ah Wen would like to do a dance together?"

Qiao Wen was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled again: "I don't know how to dance, and it seems a bit strange to say that two big men dance."

Lin Zirui didn't force it, he withdrew his hand indifferently, and said with a smile, "What's so strange? There are so many things two big men can do."

He meant something, but Qiao Wen just pretended not to know.

"Sit down!" Lin Zirui pointed to the sofa and sat down first.

Qiao Wen also sat down calmly, but when he raised his head, he met the man's direct and hot eyes.

"Awen, I'm very happy."

"Huh?" Qiao Wen didn't understand why.

Lin Zirui smiled gently and said, "Isn't it worth being happy to be able to talk to the person I like in my room and make a deal?"

Qiao Wen smiled mischievously: "Jeffrey, I consider you a friend."

Lin Zirui said indifferently: "I know you are because of Anan, if..." He fixedly looked at him, "If there is no Anan, would you only consider me as a friend?"

Qiao Wen fell silent.

Lin Zirui continued: "You actually know very well who is the right person for you."

Qiao Wen stood up: "Jeffrey, I will take my leave first."

Lin Zirui said: "I'm sorry Ah Wen, I was the one to be abrupt, I'll take you out."

Qiao Wen nodded: "Thank you!"

The two went out, but before they reached the stairs, a door next to them opened, and it was Mrs. Lin who came out from inside.

"Awen, are you leaving?"

Qiao Wen nodded and said, "Goodbye, Auntie!"

Mrs. Lin said: "Jeffrey, didn't you bring back a few bottles of good wine from abroad? Why didn't you bring a bottle to Ah Wen?"

Lin Zirui patted his forehead suddenly, and said with a smile: "Look at my memory, I almost forgot, Ah Wen, wait a moment, I'll go to the room and bring it to you."

"Need not……"

Before he finished speaking, Lin Zirui had turned back to the house, so Qiao Wen had no choice but to look at Mrs. Lin.

Mrs. Lin smiled and said casually: "I heard that you and Zihui are good friends."

Qiao Wen nodded: "Yes."

Mrs. Lin said: "Ah Wen should know what his father told him before he died, right?"

Qiao Wen froze for a moment, then nodded.

Mrs. Lin said: "His father is right, I hope he can obey his father's last wish."

After saying this, he turned and went back to the house.

Of course, Qiao Wen still remembered what Lin Zhaoming said to Lin Zihui before his death, telling him to stay away from the Zhong family and the Lin family.These two families add up to three people, and Mrs. Lin Zhong Kaiwen has nothing to do with him, so there is no need to tell him to stay away.

Then the only person who really kept him away was the person who was supposed to be close to him, that is, his only brother Lin Zirui.

Mrs. Lin's endless words are like a reminder.

And what does it mean for a mother to remind others to stay away from her son?

Qiao Wen took a deep breath of understanding.

"Ah Wen, this is my personal collection, I hope you like it." Lin Zirui walked over with a smile in his hand, holding a bottle of wine.

Qiao Wen bent his lips and smiled: "Jeffrey, then I will not be polite."