"Tired, come and eat more."

"Try the braised pork and ribs made by Auntie. The potatoes are so soft and rotten that they are delicious."

Mother Song said, putting vegetables in her bowl.

Lin Fan looked up and smiled reluctantly, "Thank you, Auntie."

After that, he was silent and immersed himself in eating.

In the past, she did not say that she was the most active one at the dinner table, at least she was talking and laughing. Now, except for the questions and answers, she is very silent at other times.

Mother Song's complexion was a little gloomy, and she sat down again.

Song Yuhang patted her mother's hand to comfort her, and squeezed Lin Wei's palm, and took a big mouthful of food from her bowl: "You can't eat too much, don't eat it."

Lin Fan didn't say a word, and looked at her nodded, then mechanically stuffed rice in his mouth again.

Ji Jingxing gave Xiaowei a wink. The child hesitated for a while, and under the encouragement of his mother, he put down his chopsticks and ran into his room, took out an iron box from it, handed it to Lin Wei, and lifted the lid.

"Aunt Lin, are you too sad or too painful? It was the same when I was in the hospital before, but my mother said, just take a candy when you are sad."

As a result of the last injury, the child's temperament has changed drastically, and he is not as lively as before, and his voice has become softer, with a touch of shyness and introversion on his face.

Lin Nian was stunned, but saw her stretching out her hands all the time, her eyes were so clean and clear, like a blue lake, not stained with dust.

She looked down at the box, filled with colorful candies, including fruit candies, toffee, and soft candies, all the flavors that children like to eat.

"Lin Nai, I'll give you this jar of candy. You can eat one when you are sad."

She inexplicably remembered that the year she had just arrived at Lin's house, the little Lin Ge stood in front of her, holding the candy in both hands so religiously, and handing it to her.

Lin Nian bent her lower lip slightly, tears quickly accumulated in her eyes, and took a fruit candy in her expectant eyes.

"Thank you."

Xiaowei's face also widened with a big smile, his eyes almost narrowed.

Taking advantage of Lin Tired's carelessness, she simply stuffed the can of sugar into her hand.

"Auntie, you can eat it, Xiaowei is ready, you don't need it anymore, you should leave the things you don't want to those in need. Aunt Lin, you get better soon..."

As the child said, he puffed up his cheeks and took a peek at Song Yuhang: "Only in this way can my aunt get better."

Lin Fan's face turned red: "Who taught you to say that?"

Song Yuhang gave a light cough, and took her hand: "Eat, eat, we'll go home after eating."

Ji Jingxing couldn't help but laughed out loud, beckoning Xiao Wei to come back, the child ran back obediently and snuggled up next to her.

"Xiao Wei, eat quickly, it's time to do homework after eating."

Mother Song also had a smile on her face, she picked out soft, nourishing and digestible dishes for her, and filled her with a large bowl of pork knuckle soup to supplement her nourishment.

Song Yuhang didn't have this treatment, and he kept shouting.

The second half of the meal was a pleasant one.

After the meal, Song Mama and Song Yuhang went to wash the dishes. The TV was on in the living room, Xiao Wei sat aside playing with toys, and Ji Jingxing accompanied her.

Lin Fan looked at the female host on the TV and opened her bright red mouth.

“According to people familiar with the matter, Mr. Lin Youyuan, chairman of Jingtai Group, has indeed passed away, but the police have not disclosed the specific cause of death to our agency. Where to go..."

As soon as the screen turned, the camera came to the Jingtai Building, with a cordon pulled in front of the glass screen door. Except for a large number of employees asking for salaries, they were already vacant.

Lin Nian stunned slightly, as if he could still see the glass door opened wide, and a group of elites in suits and leather shoes came out surrounded by Lin Youyuan.

She blinked, and the picture disappeared.

Xiao Wei took the remote control and switched channels and watched the cartoon.

Lin Nian looked over, and what she didn't expect was that Ji Jingxing was also looking at her. There was nothing in her eyes, including disgust.

She didn't hate her anymore, she just said calmly.

"My husband passed away almost eight years ago. Song Yuhang lost his father for 30 years. Mom spent most of her life alone, pulling her and her brother to grow up. We still live strong and hopeful, Lin Wei, I hope you too can."

She even had a strong sense of preaching to comfort others, and Lin Nian thought to herself: What is the comparability of this.

But even if he didn't disdain it any more, Lin Nian pulled the corners of his lips slightly and turned his head away, with water shining in the bottom of his eyes.

She continued to stubbornly: "Ha, why don't I be strong? My life with Song Yuhang is still long. Some people, let's give up as soon as possible."

Ji Jingxing gritted his teeth: "Isn't this already over? Why are you bringing up the old thing again?"

Lin Wei: "What's the matter? The slap you slapped on me is endless."

Song Yuhang poked his head out of the kitchen: "What are you talking about?"

The two people said in unison: "It's nothing, wash your bowl."

Everything was cleaned up. When it was time to leave, Mother Song got up and drove them to the door.

"If you are tired of drugs, take it on time. Yu Hang supervises her."

Song Yuhang nodded and said yes.

"This is the chicken feet and beef stewed in the afternoon. Take it back and give it a snack."

It was just that she had two more chopsticks on the dinner table, and Song Mu silently remembered it, packed a food box, handed it to them, and warned her to put it in the refrigerator if she couldn't finish it.

"There are fruits. You just left the hospital. You must not have time to buy them. Take them."

"Red dates, raisins, qi and blood, goji berries also take some back to soak in water, and chrysanthemums, which are dry in autumn, moisturize the throat and remove the fire."

…

Seeing more and more things in her hand, Song Yuhang twitched the corners of her mouth and hurriedly freed a hand to stop her urge to continue to take things out.

"Mom, mom, don't work, it's enough for us to eat for a long time, besides there is still at home."

Mother Song stomped her feet: "Oh, how can it be done? You both have injuries on your body, especially if you still..."

Song Yuhang pulled her gently, and Song's mother stopped the conversation in time.

"You are all very serious. Take advantage of your youth and take good care of them. Don't leave any sequelae when you are old."

Song Yuhang patted her hand and smiled and comforted her: "Don't worry, Mom, then we will go back first."

Lin Fan also said goodbye to Song Mu, with a hint of sincere gratitude in his eyes, and the whole person looked much better than the one who had just lost his soul: "Goodbye, Auntie."

Mother Song sighed with emotion, and took her hand again and told her carefully. Finally, seeing that her scarf was not fastened, she tremblingly raised her hand to help her get a lump.

After working for half a lifetime, Song's mother's hands are rough and covered with age spots, but there is a touch of warmth on the skin.

The time spent with my mother in my childhood was so short that my appearance has long been blurred.

Lin Wei looked at the white hair on her temples, her wrinkled face, and her nose was slightly sour, and thought: If her mother was still there, it should be like this.

"Auntie, take good care of yourself."

The people who hadn't talked much since entering the door suddenly showed their concern for her. Mother Song was flattered, tears filled her eyes, and she squeezed her hand before letting go.

"Oh, well, come and see it often, tell aunt what you want to eat, and aunt will cook it for you."

The group of people lingered, Mother Song took another chance to stuff her hands with a few nutrients, and said that she would bring them thick quilts. There was no one living in the house over there for a long time, and it was cold.

Song Yuhang's hands are not empty, his scalp is numb, he just wants to slip away: "Mom, mom, let's go."

Lin Xiang's mouth twitched, and quickly opened the door for her.

Xiaowei heard the movement and dropped the toy and ran over: "Goodbye aunt, goodbye Aunt Lin."

Lin Fan always prefers the child who just gave him candy, so he touched her head.

"Goodbye Xiaowei."

Ji Jingxing stood up and opened his mouth.

Lin Fan's eyes turned, closing his mouth tightly like a clamshell, and didn't say hello to her.

Ji Jingxing gritted his teeth and did not speak to her.

"Yu Hang drives slowly, see you some other day."

Song Yuhang subconsciously replied: "Sister, goodbye, Xiaowei, goodbye, aunt is gone."

Xiao Wei stood at the door and waved to them, watching them go downstairs.

Song Yuhang stuffed all the miscellaneous things into the trunk, and when he turned around, he hugged the person between the body and himself.

She leaned down: "I'm bored, kiss."

After all, there are many people in the hospital, although they live in the same ward, they can't be too presumptuous, right.

Song Yuhang had been holding back for a long time, and when he was about to kiss Fangze, Lin Fan covered her mouth.

"No kiss, get out."

"Why? Dear..." Song Yuhang was wronged, pulled her hand down, and rubbed her neck back and forth like a big golden retriever.

Lin Fan was itchy by her, a smile hung on the corners of her lips, but she still raised her brows.

"One bite, one sister, it's very affectionate."

"If you get more affection, can you have affection?" Song Yuhang muttered, it turned out that the crux is here.

This guy is jealous.

Her head was arched against her neck, and she kissed along the fair skin, and finally gently held the earlobe.

Lin Fan's fingers crumpled her clothes sharply.

Song Yuhang pinched the back of her neck and forced her to raise her head to accept her kiss, just when she was about to cover her lips.

The parking lot security blew his whistle, and a flashlight came from a distance.

"Who, what are you doing!"

This scene seems to be caught by the head teacher during a puppies in middle and high school.

Song Yuhang laughed, pulled her up and got into the car, but he leaned over and pecked her lip before putting in gear and driving.

"Go, go home."

Lin Mianmo wiped the remaining temperature on his lips, and his face turned red.

Ge Lao Tzu's, has been taken advantage of again.

When I returned home, I opened the door and saw a picture of Song Yuhang next to her father and brother's portrait.

She dashed forward, closed the frame, and smiled.

"You go take a shower first, it's been a long time since I came back to live, I will pack up."

Lin Fan put down the bag: "I'm with you."

Song Yuhang pushed the people away: "No, no, go take a bath, the doctor said you can't get tired."

"but…"

She was also the number of patients who had just been discharged from the hospital.

Song Yuhang stuffed the clean towels and pajamas he found into her hands, and smiled slightly.

"Nothing, you can come back, I can do anything."

After she made the bed and cleaned the room, Lin Fan also took a shower and came out, sitting cross-legged on the bed and counting her bank cards, densely placed in a row in front of her.

She frowned, seemingly distressed.

Song Yuhang walked over, touched her head, and said softly: "Just do what you want, don't worry about me."

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Early the next morning, several black commercial vehicles parked at the gate of Jingtai Building. Lin Yanila got out of the car door and was immediately surrounded by a group of reporters.

"Miss Lin, has your father really passed away?"

"Ms. Lin, what do you think of Jingtai Group's declaration of bankruptcy?"

"Ms. Lin, didn't Jingtai officials announce that you have passed away and will not inherit a huge amount of property?"

"Miss Lin, Miss Lin..."

Lin Fei wore a rare formal suit today, a black suit and white shirt, the same suit and pants with high heels, and a precious quartz watch on his wrist. There is no decoration except for the whole body. It is simple, neat and sassy. He walked in with a squint, and when the reporter wanted to keep up, he was blocked by a wall of people pulled up by the police who came later.

The major shareholders are all waiting in the meeting room.

As soon as Lin Yanfu walked in, she cast all her gazes over. She raised her eyes and scanned the small meeting room, and there was an empty space at the top, which turned out to be Lin Youyuan's seat.

She went straight to sit down, and everyone who followed her stood behind her with notebooks under their armpits.

"let's start."

As soon as she finished speaking, some shareholders have said: "Miss is the most urgent thing to take out part of your inheritance to subsidize the company's finances, so that we have a chance to make a comeback."

Many people below agree, you say a word to me, some talk about the reorganization plan, some ask her to transfer the equity, some covet her property...

There were different opinions, and all the stars splashed on the table in front of her.

Lin Wanren said that when they were almost done, they leaned forward slightly, putting their hands on their chins.

"I think you may have misunderstood. I am not here today to regain my strength, but to..."

She raised her eyes slightly: "Dissolve Jingtai."

The air froze for a moment, and someone slapped the table.

"What?! Lin Dong's hard work for most of his life has been ruined in your hands like this. How can he stare under Jiuquan?!"

"Then what about my stocks and options? Are you paying me?! The little girl has no hair in the film, and if she doesn't work well, she will listen to the board of directors. Jingtai can't be dissolved!"

"Yes, yes, we can't disband, we still rely on the group to eat!"

…

The crowd was very angry, and every gentle and polite person stood up, yelled at her, and even greeted her eighteenth generation of ancestors.

Lin Nian twitched the corners of her lips ironically, and looked at them, their appearance, suits and leather shoes, fat head and big ears, wearing expensive watches, and the smell of copper all over their bodies. Those who leaned on Jingtai for dinner should be those outside People.

She has a cold, cold voice.

"I pay, and I specifically called you from the Municipal Audit Bureau to check the accounts together. If there is no problem with the account books of the various departments, the resignation salary shall be settled on the spot and doubled according to the working years. Of course, if there is a problem with the accounts, eat You have to spit it out to me."

As soon as these words came out, everyone seemed to be choked, and they all went into a dumb fire.

Lin Nai rushed ahead of them and said, "As for the stocks and options you have, I am willing to redeem them at the original price. Jingtai, I must disband today."

The person from the Audit Bureau who followed her turned on the computer and put it on the table, took a few empty places, sat down, and nodded to her.

"Miss Lin, we are ready and can start."

Lin Fan folded his arms and leaned on the leather chair, and raised his brows slightly: "Who will come first?"

Everyone looked at each other, and an old man with white temples stood tremblingly and threw a tea cup in front of her.

"Lin Wei, I followed Lin Dong to start a business for 20 years. From the beginning of nothing, to today's thriving business empire, how much suffering and sins have been in exchange for today's situation! The dissolution is light, we are here to pay With youth, blood and sweat, half of your life’s hard work has been smashed into Jingtaili. What you did today is to ignore our old employees, and ignore Lin Dong’s whole life’s hard work..."

The more the old man talked, the more angrily he prodded the crutches on the ground, the teacup smashed on the table, the tea overflowed, and the broken porcelain ran across her hand.

Lin Fan did not change his face and let him scold him.

"I would rather die than see Jingtai hit on someone like you!"

Under his leadership, more and more people stood up, glaring at her and verbalizing at each other.

Among them, there are many people who treat Jingtai with true feelings. They blushed when they said that, and they bounced and scolded her with tears, such as the old employee.

Lin Fan silently accepted it without saying a word.

She sat here without moving like a mountain, with no expression on her face, no answering, no hands, or even urging them, leaving them screaming and cursing for more than three hours.

Quite a few people were dry and dry, but when they saw her motionless, they were a little bit chilled. It seemed that Lin Fan was determined to dissolve Jingtai this time.

The old man was out of breath and blushed, but saw that she was still standing still. There was no way. The old man stood up on crutches, raised his hand and lifted the meeting minutes on the table, and it spilled. Open.

The snow-white paper was flying all over the sky, and under the shining of the fluorescent lamp, Lin Nian's brows were as cold as frost.

The old man scolded and slammed the door and left.

"Lin Wei, are you right about your father?!"

The rest of the people looked at each other, many of them were dry-mouthed, and many had unpredictable minds, and they did not want the people of the Audit Bureau to check the accounts, so they followed him, and the few who stayed took the initiative to hand over their affiliations. Department’s accounts.

People in the Audit Bureau began to get busy.

It was not until the afternoon that this batch of account books was checked clearly, and the accounts that should be charged, the settlement of the settlement, and those with financial problems were directly transferred to the Economic Investigation Detachment of the Municipal Public Security Bureau.

When everyone in the room was gone, the people from the Audit Bureau also went out to eat and rest. Lin Tired sat in the empty conference room by himself, stroking this expensive leather office chair, and then felt a trace of loneliness.

"Miss, here."

Someone at hand silently handed a cup of hot tea, Lin Fei raised his eyes and glanced at it: "It's you."

The secretary smiled bitterly: "It's me."

"Didn't you resign?"

Because of bankruptcy, the company's accounts are no longer able to provide wages, and many employees have resigned.

"I heard that you are coming back, come and have a look."

Lin Nian bent the corners of her lips slightly, took a sip of hot tea to moisturize her throat, and put the paper cup on the table again.

"Good to come, let all those outside come in."

The secretary was startled, but walked out as ordered.

Not long after, the cash transport truck stopped at the gate of Jingtai Building. A bank employee wearing a black suit and white gloves walked in, put the suitcases in his hands on the table, opened them one by one, and the count was completed. .

The news that Lin Ti was about to pay wages and resignation compensation spread wildly, and there was a long line outside the meeting room.

"Name?"

"Wang Wei."

"Senior service?"

"ten years."

The secretary pushed his glasses, tapped the keyboard, and calculated the amount of compensation after checking.

Lin Fan ordered some money and handed a few large stacks of RMB to him.

Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man walked a few steps with the money, but turned around abruptly and bowed to her.

"Although I don’t know why the lady wants to dissolve the company, we respect your decision. Lin Dong is really the best and best leader I have ever met. I remember that when I just graduated from university and came here to work, my mother fell ill and the department The supervisor did not give a fake. I secretly hid in the pantry crying and was seen by Lin Dong. Not only did he pay me the monthly salary in advance, but also reimbursed the travel expenses for me to go home to visit my mother."

"He is really a very good person, and I hope you are all well."

The man finished speaking and hurried out.

Lin Nian curled her lower lip slightly, her eyes reddened.

"Next person."

"Name?"

"Wu Juan."

"Senior service?"

"Five years."

Lin Fan handed the money to her, and the girl lingered, her eyes red.

"Miss, is Dong Lin really gone? My department manager was promoted by him. At that time, I was sexually harassed by the former supervisor. He was the master who helped me, and he was also asked to accompany me to report the case..."

Lin Nian was silent, and the girl walked out with the money disappointed.

The crowd moved slowly, from the sunshine to the twilight and then to the quiet of the night. There were fewer and fewer people in the line outside the conference room. The money in the box was slowly emptied. Later, Lin Fan also asked people to use his personal account again. Take a part of it and bring it over.

The last one who came in was an old cleaner.

"Miss..."

The secretary helped the man to sit on the chair.

The old man is in his fifties, a little chubby and kind.

"I didn't come to ask for money, I just wanted to ask, is Lin Dong really gone? Where is he buried? I want to see him."

"At the time my wife died, my son and daughter-in-law were unwilling to take me in. They drove me out of the house in the winter. There was no way. I had to find a job by myself and found several companies, either I thought I was old, or I think I came from the countryside and have clumsy hands and feet. Only Lin Dong is willing to take me in. He said that the company has a special plan to recruit the widows and widows to work and arrange some tasks such as cleaning, tidying up, and tidying up dishes in the cafeteria."

"Not only do I pay thousands of dollars in salary every month, but I also buy insurance, and my life will be settled all at once."

The old man burst into tears, and as he spoke, he held her hand, emotionally, and wanted to kneel for her.

"Dong Lin is my great benefactor. Now that he is gone, I don't want the company's money, so I want to worship him."

Lin Nian trembled with her lips, helped him up, unable to say a word, and raised his hand to tell the secretary to give her money.

The old man took the money and turned his head in three steps, and finally bent down.

"Miss, if one day your family is short of servants, say something, the old lady is still willing to work for you."

Lin Nian waved her hand, beckoning her to go quickly.

The old man thanked and thanked him, took the money and worshipped a few times before turning away tremblingly.

Lin Fan covered his eyes with his hands, and his shoulders trembled slightly.

The secretary carefully picked her a cup of hot tea: "Miss..."

She sniffed, and came back to her senses: "Oh, there is you, the money is there, take it yourself."

There were very few swollen suitcases when he came. The secretary counted what he deserved, walked up to her with the money, and bowed slightly.

Lin Nian twitched his lips sarcastically, "Why, what benefit did Lin Youyuan give you?"

The secretary shook his head, got up, and said when he walked to the door.

"Miss, if you start a company in the future, wherever you need it, say something, I'm still willing to come."

Lin Wei waved his hand, motioning for him to get away too.

After the people left, only pale fluorescent lamps and a mess were left in the conference room.

Lin Fan looked at the air, wanted to laugh, and wanted to say that he was finally free, but still couldn't hold back. Although the corners of his lips were bent, tears rolled down, covering his lips and choking silently.

"Bang bang—" Someone knocked on the glass door.

Lin Fan quickly wiped away his tears: "Who? Come in."

The tall police officer walked in from the door with a warm smile on his face like the warm winter sun: "Mr. Lin, after get off work, I will pick you up."

Lin Nian bent his lips, but the tears in the corners of his eyes grew more and more.

She choked: "What Lin, I'm bankrupt, and I sold a few of my favorite cars, you can support me."

Song Yuhang walked over and pushed her head into his arms: "Raise, you are my wife."

Two people are sitting one and the other standing.

Lin Nian clasped her waist tightly, tears and nose stuck to her clothes.