Ding!target self strategy

Lin Shi'an did not live in the home of Patriarch Lin, but in a villa area that his father specially found to build.

Surrounded by mountains and rivers, the scenery is pleasant, and it is far away from the urban area. Half of the area was sold.

The car drove up the mountain, passed the security check and slowly drove into the villa area, and finally stopped in front of a villa.

"The young master is back!!"

I don't know who yelled, but the housekeeper and servants waiting at the door greeted him one after another.

After the car came to a complete stop, the driver got out of the car and turned to the back seat and opened the door.

The young man in the back seat of the car got out of the car. Lin Shi'an, who had no medical clothes and lowered his temperament, just casually put on a set of casual clothes, which were simple and comfortable, but there was an elegance and nobility raised in his gestures.

Lin Shi'an hadn't come back for a few days. Seeing their happy faces, his emotions were infected by them, and he smiled, "Uncle Zhang, Aunt Qiu, Uncle Housekeeper."

He left his family when he was five years old and moved here with his father. This is the place where he grew up. These elders also watched him grow up. To him, they are more important than his family. Uncles who are blood related are closer.

"Hey! Xiao An is finally back! Fortunately, nothing serious happened. Look at you, you've lost weight again." Aunt Qiu wiped the corners of her eyes, pulled Lin Shi'an to ask her warmly, "Aunt Qiu will cook something delicious for you later."

"Okay." The boy responded obediently.

Zhang Qinghuan, who followed closely, watched the young man surrounded by people, but he himself was completely ignored.

"Cough cough."

Just when a group of people were bustling with activity, a woman's cough was suddenly heard.

They followed the prestige and saw a pair of white and slender long legs stepping out of the car, and then, a stunning and beautiful face was exposed in front of everyone.

After getting out of the car, Qin Lan lazily leaned against the car door, lowered her head, and the sunglasses on the bridge of her nose slid down to reveal her beautiful eyes with eyeliner, which made it impossible to move her eyes away.

"Hi~" Qin Lan blinked, full of charm.

"Miss Qin!" Everyone was shocked.

Why is this aunt here again!

"I'll stay here for two days." Qin Lan's lips curled up slightly, she walked into the room holding Lin Shi'an's arm, and left a sentence: "Yi Xing, take my luggage to my room~"

"Okay!!" Yi Xing, who was following behind carrying big and small bags, patted his chest and agreed.

But... is this a short stay or a move?

Qin Lan didn't go to her room as soon as she entered the door, but stayed in Lin Shi'an's room instead. After kicking off her high heels, she flung herself on the bed with her mobile phone in her arms, her long legs curled up indistinctly.

Lin Shi'an help her pick up the high heels and arrange them helplessly, leaning his head over, just in time to see the news flashing on the screen of her mobile phone.

【Lan Lan, I was wrong. 】

[I was really wrong. 】

【Forgive me, please...】

Finally, an emoticon pack of crying and kneeling on the washboard is attached.

The note is old man Zhao.

Seeing those messages, Lin Shi'an subconsciously looked at his aunt.

Qin Lan responded unhurriedly with a "cold snort" emoji, but there was a smile on the corner of her mouth, and she hummed a song unconsciously, looking in a good mood.

After doing this, she turned her head to see Lin Shi'an, hid her phone abruptly, and narrowed her beautiful eyes dangerously.

"Baby An'an, what did you see?"

Lin Shi'an replied solemnly: "I didn't see anything."

Well, he definitely didn't see his aunt and uncle flirting.

While Lin Shi'an and Qin Lan were in the room, Zhang Qinghuan finished visiting the whole villa under the guidance of the housekeeper.

The Lin family's house is not very big, not as magnificent as the main house. The decorations are all in a simple style, but whether it is decoration or other things, it is full of heroism.

Lin Shi'an's room is on the second floor, and Qin Lan occasionally comes to live in the room on the second floor, and the third floor is the guest room. Zhang Qinghuan is a newcomer, so the room is naturally arranged in the third floor guest room.

Zhang Qinghuan looked towards the fourth floor, which was a higher level, and asked curiously, "Butler Xu, what is the fourth floor?"

The butler looked up, "That's the young master's studio and study room, and the master also separated a few rooms as the young master's exclusive play area."

Speaking of this, the housekeeper added another sentence: "By the way, the young master doesn't like people setting foot on the fourth floor, so Doctor Zhang doesn't want to go there."

"I see."

Zhang Qinghuan was not a very curious person. Hearing that the youth association was unhappy because of this, he didn't ask any more questions, and planned to go downstairs to make medicine for Lin Shi'an.

The butler also followed him step by step and said, "Doctor Zhang, the young master will start school on the [-]th of next month. As a family doctor, you need to pay more attention."

"Well? Why?"

Zhang Qinghuan had heard them mention in the hospital that Lin Shi'an would enroll as a freshman next month, and Zhang Qinghuan, who had been in WTO for a year, probably understood the meaning of university.

"Young master seldom leaves home. After dropping out of school at the age of ten, Mr. has been asking teachers to teach at home." The butler sighed, with distressed expressions in his eyes.

"Rarely, leaving home??" Zhang Qinghuan was very puzzled.

"Well, it's too dangerous to go out because of your health, so the young master hasn't been to school since elementary school, and he doesn't have any friends. He usually stays alone on the fourth floor and draws pictures, and rarely goes out."

"The young master is very lonely."

"Miss Qin also knows this, so she comes here to accompany the young master occasionally."

The two happened to walk to the hall. There was a photo frame on the cabinet in the hall. The housekeeper picked it up and wiped the dust that didn't exist on it.

It was a photo of a man holding a seven or eight-year-old child in his arms. The child in the photo had familiar facial features and a handsome appearance, but his eyes were calm and calm, far from the smile and calmness that he often wears now. Warm, like a... emotionless puppet.

Zhang Qinghuan only felt a lump in his throat, and a complex emotion welled up in his heart, sour and astringent, accompanied by bursts of pain.

He understood that his little prince was bound in the castle his father had propped up for him, a cage in the name of protection.

The butler put down the photo frame, "Young master fought hard to get this admission. Doctor Zhang, I still have to entrust you to the young master's health."

"Well, I understand." Zhang Qinghuan pushed his glasses, and the eyes under the lenses looked firm.

[Increase favorability by three, current favorability is 77]

Lin Shi'an was resting on a deck chair on the balcony when he heard the beep, and the system was lying beside him very calmly.

Lin Shi'an turned his head and looked at the system, "Why aren't you excited about the increase in favorability?"

106 shook the red wine glass in his hand, and took a sip comfortably, "Well, there is a small problem with the favorability function. This system has been reported to the team leader, and it will be fine when it is repaired."

Obviously, 106 has determined that there is definitely a problem with the favorability function, and it doesn't think about the function being intact at all.

but……

106 opened the chat interface, and found that the short message he had sent to the team leader had not been checked.

【104 Is this guy so busy?Actually, I didn't even look at the short website, and I didn't give a reply. 】The system said to itself.

It has not performed missions for a long time, and has forgotten the fact that the flow rate of system space and small world time are different.

Lin Shi'an didn't care about it, and continued to lie on the recliner with his eyes closed, and was woken up by Qin Lan not long after to go downstairs for dinner.

The dinner was carefully prepared by Aunt Qiu, and it was Lin Shi'an's favorite dish, which tasted better than the nutritious meals in the hospital.

In Qin Lan's eyes, there is no such thing as eating, sleeping, and talking. At the dinner table, she was talking about interesting things she encountered at work while eating, and from time to time, she complained about Zhao Yuguang's incomprehensible style and straight male cancer.

Lin Shi'an listened to her quietly and did not make any comments, while Zhang Qinghuan looked absent-minded, and occasionally looked at Lin Shi'an in a daze.

After dinner, the servants all went back to rest, only the three of them were in the living room, Lin Shi'an and Zhang Qinghuan were reading with their books in their arms, Qin Lan was not interested in the books they were reading, instead she held a bunch of bottles and cans on the table , and took the mobile phone stand to support the mobile phone.

Zhang Qinghuan, who was immersed in medical books, was attracted, and he looked over suspiciously.

Lin Shi'an flipped through the pages of the book he was holding in his hand, and said without any surprise: "Auntie is going to broadcast live, Dr. Zhang, please stay away, so as not to get caught in the mirror."

"Live broadcast?" Dr. Zhang searched in his mind for a long time, but he couldn't find what this word meant.

Although he has been in the WTO for a year, he spent most of his time treating diseases in impoverished mountainous areas. He has little contact with modern technology. Even his only mobile phone is an old-age phone that Lin Shi'an has never seen before. The loud one.

Once he received a harassing call, and the earthy and scary ringtone almost scared Lin Shi'an enough.

Before Zhang Qinghuan could figure out what the live broadcast was, Qin Lan on the other side of the sofa had already prepared everything and opened the live broadcast room on her mobile phone. In just 2 minutes, tens of thousands of viewers were watching the live broadcast room.

"Good evening." Qin Lan greeted the camera simply, with a serious face, but she had the demeanor of a royal sister.

【Lango is good~】

[Brother Lang started broadcasting so early today! 】

【Front row! ! 】

[The rich woman can help me! 】

The barrage in the lower right corner was refreshed crazily, and Qin Lan only had time to see a few of them clearly. She didn't reply, first put on a hair tie for herself, and took off her makeup in front of the camera.

As the president of a listed company, Qin Lan became a beauty blogger by mistake after she entered the beauty makeup field. Because of her super good looks and temperament, she is also well-known in the beauty makeup blogger field. And because of the super-A royal sister she set up for herself, she gradually got the title "Brother Lang".

"Today, I would like to share with you Amway's cleansing milk, which is mild and non-irritating, and leaves no residue. It is very suitable for girls who often wear makeup." Qin Lan said while removing makeup.

【Buy buy buy! ! 】

[Lango Amway, must be a boutique! 】

[The only blogger who dares to remove makeup live broadcast is Brother Lang. Sure enough, being good-looking is self-willed! 】

After taking off her makeup, Qin Lan became less glamorous and more pure and elegant, and then introduced their company's new skin care product set, she is a full-fledged queen of goods.

When it comes to being full of interest, Qin Lan almost forgot to stabilize the character, and said to Lin Shi'an: "Baby An'an, pass me that bottle of face cream."

"okay."

Lin Shi'an held the book in one hand and handed over the face cream in the other. His slender and beautiful fingers broke into the camera just like that.

[Did I hear a man's voice just now? 】

【what? What? ?what baby ? 】

[Man's hand! !Lango has a date? ? ! ! 】

[Ye Qingjie! 】