Chapter 239 Sometimes Lonely (1)

Ten minutes passed and Min Xingzhou didn't get on the bus.

The driver followed silently, and the young master entered the house as soon as he landed. The father and son had bad tempers, one stubbornly adhered to the bottom line, and the other had an unwritten capital mentality.

The high places of power are unpredictable, and if you are not careful, the enemy's hidden arrows will be hidden. The higher you go, the heavier the pressure you will bear.

The driver thought that today was the Mid-Autumn Festival and the young master had not had any food all day, but he didn't have the guts to go over and disturb him.

When the driver was not working as a driver in Sijinyuan, he drove for many bosses in Kyoto. They were gentlemen in suits and ties. The young master did not have the elegant gentleman style. The young master went his own way, which was the easiest to serve but also the most humble and uncomfortable. In his heart

I can't bear the price.

He has long legs, walks fast, and is far away from the car. His figure becomes very faint and blurry under the light, and has no direction.

The driver got out of the car and jogged, picking up his coat.

He lowered his head slightly, his mood unclear.

The driver followed him and asked softly, "You rarely come to Kyoto. Why don't you go to the Song family to meet the elders? They are waiting for you."

"Baby, you smell so good."

Under the streetlight in front, a young couple had their arms wrapped around each other and hugged each other intimately.

"Baby, let's go home and make trouble again."

"Why hasn't the taxi arrived yet? It's so cold outside."

"Come in, baby, I'll wrap you up."

The man opened his coat and wrapped his girlfriend in another kiss, which was sweet and greasy.

Min Xingzhou raised his eyelids, his deep eyebrows twisted slightly, his long legs stopped, and he was too lazy to walk over.

This kiss was not harsh enough, and the street lamp stood tall without even shaking.

Min Xingzhou felt extremely bored. The driver drove closer and he got into the back seat.

I never thought that the man was out of touch with his girlfriend and was afraid that his girlfriend would go crazy. Before the driver could start the car, he knocked on the window and said, "Is it Master Chen?"

Min Xingzhou glanced lazily, slowly pressed the rear control panel, and lowered the window. His expression was not warm.

The other party was young and energetic. He looked at the interior and seemed to be confirming whether it was the car he ordered. "It's not what you parked here for."

Min Xingzhou tilted half of his face and said calmly, "It's your mother's Master Chen."

“….”

The driver didn't dare to say a word, started the car and left. The young master was not a person who would interfere with other people's business. He seemed to have something stuck in his heart and wanted to find an outlet to vent.

The license plate on the rear was the V0 plate from Kyoto. The man was stunned on the spot. The appearance looked like a low-key and ordinary domestic car, but it had such a big background behind the scenes.

A proper family car.

At the Song family's residence in Kyoto, those who came to visit during the holidays and brought gifts have long been turned away.

A special person came to my door today.

An old man in a Chinese tunic suit picks dried osmanthus flowers in the courtyard.

Min Xingzhou sat next to the rocking chair, just coming to sit.

The old man glanced at him.

It can be seen that he was angry at Si Jinyuan. The old man didn't care about those things, "Where is the girl you are marrying? Why didn't you bring her with you? I haven't even met her face."

He laughed while playing with the pot of podocarpus in his hand, "Leave."

Mr. Song was startled, "You don't like her?"

He said with a hoarse voice, "I like it."

Mr. Rong pondered for a moment, "Why don't we talk about it if we like it."

Min Xingzhou said as if joking, "I can't catch you."

"It's not that you can't catch me, you don't care at all and think it's unnecessary." Although Mr. Song didn't get along with him for a long time, he understood his temper to some extent.

Si Lan has such a thing, no one can control him.

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In an idyllic B&B in a border town, the firewood in the fireplace was squeaking loudly. Lin Yan took some charcoal and made tea. The person next door brought the birch tree tears tea from Arshan and let her moisten it with the autumn dryness.

throat.

I have never seen a person so obsessed with the fragrance of tea.

Didi didi didi,

The phone beeps five times in a row.

Lin Yan drew out WeChat and looked at the gray WeChat account without a profile picture. A slight smile appeared on her brows. She opened her eyes and moved towards the firelight. It seemed to be spinning, bit by bit, enchanting her eyes.

Have you got a meal yet.

If you don't come back, I'll find someone else.

If he is looking for another woman, just look for him. Whoever can control him will always have a woman with him when he eats, drinks, teas, goes on business trips and plays cards.

Ignore it and pull it down.

She could sense that he was not in a good mood and sent five messages in a row, which was rare.

If a scumbag suddenly takes the initiative, he won't be able to hold on for a few days.

Mr. Lin noticed that Lin Yan was in a daze for a long time, and hit her on the head with a book, "What are you thinking about? The kettle is boiling."

Lin Yan regained consciousness, put down the phone cover, took off the lid of the pot and washed the tea.

Mr. Lin asked, "Have you received the information?"

Lin Yan walked away, "I got it, second brother and Miss Liao San will handle it."

Mr. Lin sighed.

Who said that if he died, there would be no one around this girl. As the second male grandson of the Lin family, Lin Yong's thoughts were a little crooked, but they didn't happen to this girl.

"You'd rather let him intervene."

Lin Yan raised her lips and smiled, "I think he can do it. I have some free time and can go out to play with grandpa."

The brewed tea was placed in front of the old man. When he picked it up, the old man raised his hand and waved the steam to the tip of his nose, smelled it, then put it down again, "Send a pot of tea to Aqing."

"Why are you called Aqing?" Lin Yan put down the tweezers and tilted his head to look at the old man, "Yesterday you were sulking with him, complaining that he pushed you too slowly. When did your grandpa get bribed today?"

Mr. Lin reminded her with a smile, "It's the Mid-Autumn Festival. I ordered mooncakes and I can't finish them."

Lin Yan made an extra pot of tea and personally delivered it to the next door, along with moon cakes.

She knocked on the door, and when it opened, she was greeted by a man in black, the kind who didn't like to talk.

Lin Yan put down his things and went out. At a glance, he saw Yi Liqing walking slowly from the pastoral path. The shadows of the trees were swaying slightly. There was a stranger behind the cover who seemed to be leaving. He stared at it for a while. The wind was blowing hard and his eyes were like

Something made it tickle.

She couldn't help but stretched out her hand to rub it, but still couldn't open it.

"Let me take a look." Yi Liqing took her hand and leaned over.

Tears overflowed from her eyes. After adjusting, she tried to open her eyes wide. The irritation mixed with the tears made her extremely red.

Yi Liqing gently massaged the ends of her eyes with his fingers, "There's sand in it, please bear with it and I'll help you blow it."

Lin Yangen raised his head with his neck raised. Yi Liqing's face was very close at hand. The bridge of his nose was very straight, much like the modeled nose in plastic surgery advertisements.

Lin Yan's eyes widened even more, and he stepped on something unknown with his heel, so he deliberately stumbled back.

Their eyes met, and he stopped suddenly, amused by her deliberate avoidance of suspicion, "If you keep glaring at me like this, stop bragging."

Lin Yan covered her eyes with her hands and walked around him, "You're busy, I'll just find some eye drops."

She suddenly found it very funny. She had no relationship with Min Xingzhou, but she wanted to keep a distance from everyone for fear of being interrogated in court.

Yi Liqing looked at the not-too-round moon in the sky, his eyes blurry under the lens shield. It took him a long time to enter the room. There was a pot of hot tea and a plate of moon cakes prominently placed on the bar.

The man in black hurriedly poured tea and placed it in front of him, "Miss Lin brought it."

Yi Liqing turned his head and said, "Let it go."

The man in black raised his hand and said, "Min Xingzhou is still investigating."

"Be on guard."
Chapter completed!