After sending Mother Lin back to the room, Lin Ge quickly came down, changed into a well-cut small suit to greet the guests, shuttled in the crowd, chatting and laughing, and drinking with people from time to time, surrounded by a few Yingyings. Yan Yan.

Lin looked funny. She took something from the buffet plate to eat. Besides her reputation, she was the least favored daughter of the Lin family. Except for a few noble sons who wanted to hunt for beauty, no one came to provoke her.

After finally getting out of the flowers and butterflies, Lin Ge held up whiskey and approached her: "Did she not come with you today?"

Lin Fan wiped his hands with a tissue, raised his wine glass and touched him: "Somehow he is a division-level cadre. This kind of occasion is not appropriate. Besides, if you run into Lin Youyuan, you will fight again. After all, it's your aunt. Isn't it a birthday party?"

Speaking of birthday banquets, the host of the banquet hurriedly showed up and went back to the room. He has not yet seen him come out to entertain guests.

Lin Nian was worried about Mother Lin's body, she just looked not so good in spirit and complexion.

She casually twisted a piece of candied fruit from the tray and threw it into her mouth, and stood up: "Well, your honey is still delicious. I will go upstairs to see my aunt."

Lin Ge also stood up and stretched out her hand to stop her: "Don't go, she looks sad when you look at you, and you feel sad when you look at her, why bother with her infusion upstairs, and I will ask her again when it's over. Come down."

Lin Nian thought for a while, and put the wine glass in his hand: "Okay, then I'll go to the bathroom."

Lin Ge laughed: "Do you need someone to take you there?"

Lin Nian scolded with a smile: "Fuck, I've lived here for a few years anyway, my old lady hasn't been dementia yet."

When she walked away, Lin Ge watched her slender legs swaying in high heels, her graceful back cast on the floor of Guang Kejian, and she took a sip of the red wine that Lin Tien hadn't finished drinking.

A waiter approached him with a wine bottle, and whispered, "Master, do you want to send someone to follow her?"

Lin Ge nodded, turned around and put his hand on his shoulder, and patted comfortingly: "Good job."

The next sentence suddenly became quieter, and he said in a volume that only two people can hear: "Follow, don't let her run around."

The waiter put down the bottle, bowed respectfully, and disappeared into the crowd.

Lin Fei sent a message to Song Yuhang as he walked, but he answered quickly over there.

"When will you come back?"

Lin Nian thought for a while, and typed: "I guess it will take a while, wait for my aunt to finish the infusion, go see her."

Song Yuhang sent a crying expression, and Lin Nian couldn't help laughing.

She had been staring at the phone and didn't look at the road very much. She plunged into the bathroom and almost hit someone.

Two beautiful young women helped each other and walked out, staggering in their footsteps, full of alcohol.

Lin Fan hid back for a while, and heard one of the girls crying drunkly: "How could he...how could he treat me like this? The surname...the surname Lin... is not a good person!"

"Okay, okay, let's go. If you are drunk, go home and sleep quickly."

The drunk girl was limp, unable to stand up, cursing her mouth, and relying on the support of another person, the two stumbled and disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Lin Wei, who was lying innocently, got a toothache, put the phone in his pocket, and went into the bathroom.

When she flushed out to wash her hands, the door in the squat seat opposite was also opened, and the lady-dressed woman came to the mirror and took out red makeup.

Lin Fei glanced casually. They weren't a pair of well-maintained hands that noble women should have. They were rough and covered with fine lines.

She withdrew her gaze without a trace, put her hand on the dryer to dry, and hummed a song and went out.

As soon as he came out, there were a few strangers in the hallway. One of them was standing at the door of the men's room and was in a suit and leather shoes, but she had not seen it in the hall just now.

There are also young people chatting in the corridors, and waiters and cleaners hurriedly carrying trays.

As if she came, the place that was quiet just now became lively.

Lin Wei twitched the corners of her lips and stopped the cleaner who had swept away the cigarette butts at her feet: "That—"

The cleaner lowered his eyebrows and replied respectfully, "Yes, Miss Lin, please tell me if you have any instructions."

The cleaners in high-end houses are undoubtedly very dedicated and polite.

Lin Nani lifted his chin: "New here?"

"Yes, just came a month ago." The other party replied, keeping his head down, looking forty years old, with a few strands of white hair exposed under the brim of his hat.

Lin Yan looked at the few drops of water stains on the dark uppers of his high-heeled shoes. He just washed his hands and accidentally got them on, and stretched out his feet: "Clean it up for me."

The cleaner put down the broom, knelt down on one knee, pulled out a white veil from the pocket of his work clothes, and carefully wiped off the dust and water stains on the shoe surface for her.

"Okay, miss."

Lin Fan retracted his feet, drew a few hundred-yuan bills from his wallet and scattered them on his head.

"Yes, I will praise you with my brother."

"Yes, thank you Miss, thank you Miss."

The cleaner was holding the money, nodding and bowing.

The moment Lin Fan turned and left, his eyes went cold.

Since she is a newcomer, how could she know that her surname is Lin, or Miss Lin's family, when he pulled the veil from his pocket, maybe he didn't notice it, and accidentally pulled out a corner of the phone.

That logo and brand are definitely not something a cleaner can use.

When she lifted her foot to leave, the man who called at the door of the men's room also left.

The two people were always a dozen meters apart and followed closely. Lin Fan took the cell phone to send text messages and didn't know who he was chatting with. He smiled happily.

When she turned the hallway and the man followed up again, there was no shadow of her in the hall.

"Master, I'm lost."

Lin Ge raised his brows slightly, the corners of his lips were always softly curved: "It's really naughty, it's exactly the same as when he was a child."

Although the Lin family is big, it hasn't changed much after so many years. Lin Fan often stayed here when he was a child and the servant butler who came to catch her hides and seeks, so he is familiar with the road.

She turned a corner and went up from the elevator to the second floor. After she got rid of her little tail, Miss Lin gave a happily whistle and went straight to her aunt's bedroom.

She remembered that it was the one on the left at the end of the corridor on the second floor. When she happily walked over and opened the door, she found that there was no one. Even the sheets and quilts were neat and tidy, as if no one was living.

Lin Wei was taken aback, and closed the door gently, not in the bedroom, where would it be?

She looked up the entire corridor thoughtfully. The second floor was much quieter than the first floor. Her gaze fell on the door to the right. There was a quaint sign that said "No entry". When the card was turned over, it was "Lin Wei's home".

There was a smile in her eyes suddenly, this was made by Lin Ge when she first came.

There is also such a wooden sign on his door.

"Lin Wei, here’s this for you. If you want someone to talk to or play with, you can hang on the rainbow side of Lin Wei’s house. If you don’t want to bother you, you can hang on the other side. Neither the steward nor the subordinate will bother you."

At that time, the ten-year-old Xiao Lin Ge was already like a little adult, handing the wooden sign to her with both hands, Lin Mu smiled and touched his head.

"Lin Ge, you need to get along well with your younger sister in the future. You are an elder brother, so take good care of her."

"Yeah!" Young Lin Ge clenched his fists and nodded vigorously, his face as pious as a little man.

That was the first warmth that homeless Lin Fan felt in the Lin family.

She touched the wooden sign with mixed feelings, gently pressed the doorknob, pushed the door and entered, but it was unlocked.

Lin Nian was slightly startled, memories and old dust poured into his mind together.

The furnishings are the same as before, and the graffiti left by her tantrum on the wall has not changed, except that a bed was missing and it was changed into a study room.

Entering a few exhibition cabinets, there are the paintings she painted back then, the pinched clay figures, and the folded paper airplanes.

Going further inside, a desk was set up, and the computer was still on. I thought someone would often work here.

Close to the wall, there is a cabinet for holding folders, a human skeleton standing next to it, and a mischievous hat.

Lin Nian can't help but can't help laughing, thinking about coming and knowing whose office this is, only doctors have this bad taste of putting human skeletons in the room, and she also has it in her study.

Every time Song Yuhang went tonight, he would panic.

Unexpectedly, her previous bedroom had been changed into a study room. Lin Fan saw this and was about to turn around and leave.

The computer on the table suddenly rang, and the "Dididi" message prompt sounded continuously, which successfully attracted her attention.

Lin Fangui approached the computer in a fascinating manner, but his eyes fell on a transparent model on his desk.

The beautiful human skeletal teeth are locked in a crystal ball, so white that they are crystal clear, as if covered with a layer of enamel, even the red gums on the sides of human teeth mimic vividly, almost lifelike.

This was something a girl, especially a female doctor, couldn't resist. Lin Fan stretched out his hand and picked it up and looked at it, but suddenly felt that there was something unexplainable and it made her feel numb.

When she was about to turn on the flashlight of her mobile phone to take a closer look, the door rang behind her, and Lin Ge was shocked when she saw that she was playing with her baby, and ran in. He carefully hugged the crystal ball from her hand, his face covered tension.

"My goodness, you give me a little lighter, do you know how expensive this is? My tutor when I graduated from university gave it to me, it's priceless!"

Lin Wei "tsk" twice: "Isn't it just a broken crystal ball, it's rare, I'll give you ten if it breaks."

Lin Ge put the crystal ball on the table: "How about you are unfamiliar? It's not a question of price, it's a question of affection."

Lin Fan touched his nose, took another look at the tooth model, and walked out, "Why do you still keep my things?"

Lin Ge closed the door and joined her: "Hey, this is not thinking, in case you come back someday, this is also your home, so it's kinder to look at it. It's just a last resort to change to a study room, other places are too big. Now, this pattern is more suitable, closer to my mother."

Lin Fan didn't criticize this at all, it was hard for him to remember himself.

"Where is my aunt?"

"Where is the infirmary, I will take you there."

"It turned out to be in the infirmary. I said why there was no one upstairs after a long time."

"You have no one in the restroom. Mom just woke up. I asked the housekeeper to look for you. If I can't find anyone, I will call the police."

Lin was tired of laughing, remembering that when she was a child she didn't want to go to school and hid in the basement and fell asleep in the dark. Butler Lin was going crazy, leading someone to turn the manor upside down and couldn't find her, so he almost called the police. In the end, school was over. Lin Ge, who came home, dragged the people out of the basement.

"Report to the police, I am the police."

Lin Ge glanced at her strangely, and the smile on his face faded a little: "You didn't say that in the past."

"This is not Aiwu and Wu. After getting to know it, I suddenly felt that the profession of police seems to be good."

When it comes to Song Yuhang, she may not have noticed it herself, she will unconsciously show a cute smile on her face, and her tone will be much lighter.

Lin Ge was startled, without saying anything, and opened the door: "Go in."

"Mom, mom—" he yelled softly, and the person lying on the bed closed his eyes and seemed to fall asleep.

Lin Ge smiled bitterly: "I am still awake when I came here just now."

"Forget it, patient, drowsiness is normal." Lin Wei walked around the bed, with chemotherapy drugs hanging on the infusion stand. Lin Mu showed her hand outside, and she tucked it back into the bed. Inside.

Mother Lin seemed to feel something, her eyelids moved twice, but she didn't wake up.

Lin Fan got up and said, "Then I will go back first."

"Don't stay overnight? There are a lot of guest rooms." Unexpectedly, Lin Ge asked her to stay.

Lin Fan shook his head and came out of the room: "No, someone is waiting."

"Sick." He stood on the stairs and called her name again.

Lin Fan turned around and said, "What's the matter?"

"You and Song Yuhang..." He hesitated: "Have you really thought about it?"

"It turned out to be this, what I thought it was." Lin Mi slung his shoulder bag, put his hand in the pocket of the windbreaker and looked at him with a smile.

"We must come to get married next year."

Lin Ge didn't seem to expect her to be so crisp, and the expression on her face was shocked for a moment, and then she returned to her usual smile.

"Okay, sure, bless you in advance."

Lin Fan, who was blessed by his relatives, slightly twitched his lips, smiling shyly like a bride who is about to get married.

"No one can come, you can't."

Lin Ge's nails scratched the railing and looked at her with a smile: "Don't worry, I will go."

At that time, Lin Nang didn't know that people who had promised would one day also miss an appointment.

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Song Yuhang was already waiting when she came out of Lin Ge's house. She squatted on the side of the road and smoked. Hearing movement at the door, she threw the cigarette and greeted her.

"Lin Wei."

Lin Wei staggered around her neck, and Song Yuhang stopped her waist to stabilize the person.

She turned around and said goodbye: "Then I'll leave first, see you later."

Lin Ge stood at the door watching them leave, Song Yuhang also nodded at him slightly.

"See you."

Song Yuhang opened the door and helped the person into the car: "I said how much you drank again."

Lin Nian hooked her neck without slack, stretched out a finger and shook it: "Red..."

She hiccups, and then stretches out a finger: "A glass..."

Song Yuhang laughed and closed her fingers: "Come on, let's sleep."

The place in the car was small. The two of them were close to each other. The door of the car was still open. Lin Wei hooked her neck with one hand, and the enthusiasm went straight into her face. The fingers holding her were also hot.

Lin Fan pulled her collar, dragged people down, rubbing the tip of her nose: "I'm not drunk..."

Song Yuhang was itchy, seeing the occasional traffic passing by, she still couldn't help her fancy seduce herself, bowed her head and gave her a lingering kiss.

"Um..." Lin Fan pushed the person away: "Go home."

Song Yuhang licked the corners of her lips and looked at her with some bewildered eyes. He raised his head, his face was blushing, and he couldn't help it. He closed the car door for her violently, returned to the driving position, and stepped on the accelerator.

"Come back home."

After saying goodbye to Lin Wei, Lin Ge did not leave, but stood still and watched the scene in the car meaningfully.

Someone whispered: "Master, he is here, waiting for you in the basement."

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Originally thought this person was drunk, who knew that when Song Yuhang was going to come home to get drunk and drunk, Lin Fan turned over and pressed her on the sofa.

Song Yuhang was surprised: "Are you not drunk?!"

Lin was tired of the leather cord with the looped hair, and the curly hair fell out, stunningly beautiful under the dim light.

She curled her eyebrows and smiled, unbuttoning her belt in a charming manner.

"How can I get out without getting drunk..." The nails scratched the edges of her pants and moved them down slowly.

"By the way, dissolve your guard."

Song Yuhang gasped and couldn't move when he was pressed: "Your nails are too long. I think it's better for me to come."

Lin Fan stretched out his right hand and shook his two fingers, "Hey, it's cut off, and it's still flat. If you don't believe me, try it."

Not only did he not leave his nails, but even the nail polish was gone. It was in stark contrast with the fingers that were sprawling by the sidelines, and it looked even worse.

Song Yuhang's eyes went dark, and he almost fainted, swallowing frantically, and drew back: "No, no, Lin Nian, Nian Nian, listen to me..."

Lin Nian's expression changed, she pulled out her belt and wrapped her up, with a hint of gritted teeth and incapable beak in her tone.

"Shut up, this is what you owe me."

Song Yuhang really shut up, but it was blocked by her.

I don't know when it started to snow outside the window.

The heating in the room is fully turned on.

Clothes were scattered beside the sofa.

The heat made the wheat-colored skin blush.

Song Yuhang raised his head and breathed hard: "Lin Wei...can turn off the light?"

There was a dim yellow floor lamp on next to the sofa.

Lin Nian's eyes were so hot that she could almost burn her, and her soul was wiped out.

There is still something transparent on the corners of the lips.

She kissed her: "I can't... I want to see you clearly... taste your taste... Tao."

Two people cross their necks, Song Yuhang's hands and feet are soft, and his words are vague: "I like... yours better."

The sofa creaked, mixed with each other's heavy breathing.

Song Yuhang had his hands tied and could not move.

She bent her leg and was put down again.

Lin Wei: "Relax, you are too nervous."

"I..." Song Yuhang rarely showed a little panic on his face.

Lin Fan hugged her, clasped her fingers with one hand, and pressed it into the sofa.

She patiently treated a piece of art, waiting for the right time.

"Don't worry, there will be a little discomfort, but it will be comfortable later."

"Cooperate with me?"

Her long hair fell on her face, and Song Yuhang turned his head to kiss her.

"Ok."

That night was very long, and Lin Fan was right. He was also a forensic doctor who was proficient in human body structure. After the initial discomfort, he quickly rose to the cloud.

She was lying on the soft sofa, surrounded by the faint smell of perfume from her lover, and the two of them were plunged into the turbulent wave of desire.

Just like Lin Wei had never really trusted anyone, Song Yuhang had never completely handed over the leadership to someone like this.

They have become each other's biggest exception.

Lin Nian got rid of the belt wrapped around her wrist, so this one-man show became a stage for two people.

Compared with the impatience when both of them were in a state of emotional out-of-control last time, this time it was more tender and intriguing.

They have time to spend the long snowy night and the rest of their lives.

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When Song Yuhang and Lin Fan fell into extreme happiness, another transaction also unfolded quietly.

"It seems that she has noticed that something is wrong with you." The man's voice was a little hoarse, standing in the shadows and talking.

Another younger man clenched his fists, his throat tumbled up and down.

"Are you still not doing it? She must die."

"No." He finally let out a long sigh of relief: "Before getting Lin Youyuan's suicide note, she was still Lin's legal heir and could not die yet."

"But—" He raised his head suddenly, his eyes overflowing fiercely.

"The other person must die."

"She..." The man smiled, his eyes seemed to miss: "That person's children are all grown up like this."

As the man said, he walked back with a cane and sat down to smoke a hookah: "You are right. She has become a hindrance to us now that she is alive. Not only did she get rid of Li Yang's secret pile, she also tried to reverse the case..."

But the smoke material in the hookah is...

A burst of blue smoke rose up.

The man took a few mouthfuls and leaned back in the chair, with a drunken expression on his face.

"After all, this matter is also a threat to you. It is normal for you to be afraid of her and even want to kill her."

"Have you figured out how to do it?" the man asked again.

The young man sneered, "I need a bait."

"Oh?" The man chuckled softly, raising the champagne to touch him a full glass.

"I wish you success in advance."

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Uncountable how many times he did that night, Lin Fan's last impression was that he was in the cloakroom, but when he woke up he was in bed.

Song Yuhang slept very deeply, waking up later than her for the first time, Lin Nian carefully moved her hand from her waist, tiptoedly lifted the quilt and got out of the bed.

When she touched the floor, her knees softened, and she supported the bed with a sore back. She planned to go to the bathroom to take care of herself first, then moved out of the bedroom step by step and closed the door gently.

When Song Yuhang woke up, he found that there was no one on the bed, so he **** and ran downstairs without putting on his slippers.

"Lin Wei?!"

Lin Fan stepped on the plush slippers and wrapped his nightgown, with slender white wrists sticking out of his sleeves and hitting the fire on the stove.

Hearing her screaming, I turned my head, with a mask on her face: "Hey, why can't this fire be opened?"

The moment when he saw her not in bed, Song Yuhang's three souls and seven souls had all flown away, and now the dust had finally settled. He walked over and rubbed her head and held people into his arms.

"Early morning, what do you want to do, eh?"

"Oh, no...nothing...woke up and woke up." Lin Fan raised his eyes and glanced at her, feeling a little uncomfortable about her nose, touching a hand of facial mask water, and then thinking about the clothes when she just hugged herself. It touched her mask, and suddenly roared.

"Don't touch my mask!!!"

Looking at the dazzling array of ingredients and the recipes opened on the cooking table, Song Yuhang laughed: "While turning around and turning to the kitchen, he also took out the ingredients from the refrigerator and opened the recipes. It's amazing."

"You..." Lin got bored and quit.

Song Yuhang couldn't help being so handsome, and brought the person back with his arms around her waist, his head swayed on her shoulders.

"When I woke up and saw that you weren't by my side, I was so panicked. Don't do this. I'll be fine."

Song Yuhang squeezed her soft and well-knotted handles for play. This should be an artist's hand rather than doing rough work.

Lin Nian looked down at the two people's fingertips intertwined: "Will it be very hard? Sometimes I want to—"

Do something for her.

Song Yuhang turned the person around and leaned on her shoulders, his eyes were firm and bright: "Be yourself."

What she likes is not only the professionally outstanding Lin Nai, but also the stubborn Lin Nai, and the paranoid and fragile Lin Nai. She loves the Lin Nai who stabs her body a little bit for the sake of her lover.

She doesn't care about her clumsiness, no matter if it is good or not, she accepts everything.

Lin Nian bent her lips, her eyes flushed slightly, but she saw the face of the opposite person stiff.

Song Yuhang was afraid of being beaten, took a step back slightly, swallowed and pointed to her face: "Your mask..."

Lin Fan touched it, half of it fell off, and he made a horrible cry and rushed into the bathroom to apply it again.

"Song Yuhang, you kill a thousand knives! A mask of one thousand yuan for labor and capital!"

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When the two people drew on and finished their breakfast, it was already past nine o'clock in the morning.

Song Yuhang called his mother and told him about his business trip.

There was silence for a while: "And bored, right?"

Song Yuhang tilted his head and glanced at the sleepy Lin replied, "Well, let's be together."

"Yu Hang, you..." The voice over there suddenly became a bit hatred for iron and steel.

"Mom, don't worry, let me talk to you slowly when I get back."

Mother Song immediately hung up the phone with a "pop".

Lin Fan was looking at her: "Song..."

Song Yuhang held the steering wheel in one hand and squeezed her hand freely: "It's okay, trust me, you can sleep for a while."

Lin Fan wanted to say something, but finally swallowed it back, leaning on the back of the chair, and closing his eyes.

"Okay, call me when you get there."

Soon after their car passed the service area, the employees in the gas station walked to the empty side and picked up the walkie-talkie.

"Hey, they are leaving."