Author: Planting Plum Trees in Winter

Lin Xingcheng had discovered this a long time ago. From the moment he met Yu Qian, he looked like a hedgehog with spikes and a big kid who had been greatly wronged. He was full of words like "I'm very unhappy" and "You".

Hug me quickly" breath.

However, they were all deliberately ignored by her.

Can't get used to it.

Seeing Lin Xingcheng getting into the car, Jiang Ci suddenly took a step forward, put his hands on the roof of the car, and looked down at the car.

Lin Xingcheng blinked as the figure cast down, not sure why. Could it be that he wanted to take her car home again?

Jiang Ci's handsome face was half hidden in the dimness. He looked at her for a long time and said in a hoarse voice with a hint of domineering:

"He said you were not in good health just now? What's going on? Are you sick?"

"Um?"

Lin Xingcheng didn't expect his focus to be so biased. She thought he wanted to send her home again.

"No, that was all in the past. I'm fine now. Do you look like I'm sick?"

Lin Xingcheng paused and said relaxedly.

Hearing this, Jiang Ci looked at her carefully for a long time. Lin Xingcheng did not look like she was in poor health. It was just that she always spoke softly and calmly. Sometimes even when she was angry, it was like thunder and light rain.

I looked pretty good during these two meetings.

Better than two years ago.

"Was it serious before?" Jiang Ci asked again.

He didn't know these things. He had paid no attention to her and inquired about her in the past two years and had not received any feedback in this regard. Now that he learned about it from other men, and it was this Yu Qian who had a "scandal" with her, it made him feel a little uncomfortable.

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Since he officially entered the Beihuai business circle a year ago, he has heard some ambiguous rumors about Miss Lin and the eldest son of the Yu family, which may seem true or false.

It was also said that Lin Xingcheng liked Yu Qian, but Yu Qian ignored her efforts to stay and decided to go abroad to find out why the goddess had intentions, and Prince Xiang had no dreams. This is quite true.

Jiang Ci listened and just wanted to sneer.

But there was a slight sourness in his heart, especially when he saw Yu Qian in person today, it inexplicably reminded him of his suspicions two years ago. Lin Xingcheng seemed to really have someone hidden in his heart.

Could that person be Yu Qian?

Jiang Ci didn't allow himself to think about it anymore, he was afraid that he would be unable to control his emotions and expose his true nature in front of Lin Xingcheng.

Lin Xingcheng paused for a moment, nestled in the car seat, and without hiding anything, pointed to his chest and said: "Well, it used to be quite serious. It was a problem that I had since I was born. I had some heart problems, but after the surgery, everything was fine.

No, you don’t have to worry too much.”

As she spoke, she reached out from the car and touched his hair. The three-quarter hairstyle was messed up by her paw.

"Thank you for your concern, I'm leaving."

Jiang Ci's hair was very dark and soft. After being rubbed by her, it looked like a chicken coop, which looked a bit funny.

Although it didn't affect his appearance, Lin Xingcheng couldn't help but laugh.

Watching the car leave, Jiang Ci stood there for a while, then turned to look upstairs. Sure enough, he saw someone standing at a window on the second floor, looking over here.

It's Yu Qian.

He did it deliberately and even raised the red wine glass in his hand towards him with a smile, clearly provoking him.

Jiang Ci just glanced at him lightly and ignored him. The car came just at this time, so he got in the car and left.

This made Yu Qian so angry that his face turned even darker.

…

Lin Xingcheng signed up for the painting competition with the theme of "Ancient Mythology". She signed up right after she went back in the evening after having dinner with Jiang Ci. It was not a sudden decision, she had always had this intention.

Lin Xingcheng knew that her family wanted her to be an unemployed vagrant who would spend her days watching flowers and fishing, traveling to see shows, etc. Anyway, she just didn't want to work.

She used to think the same way when she was in poor health. Take care of yourself and live as long as you can.

But it's different now. Her current physical condition should be able to support what she wants to do, but she hasn't figured out where to start yet.

In fact, it is very simple for her whether she opens a studio to receive manuscripts or sell paintings.

Also considered a freelancer.

Lin Xingcheng felt that at least his professional skills would not be wasted.

Perhaps many people think that she should focus on sending her paintings to museums and exhibition halls in order to be high-end and elegant. On the contrary, if she accepts commercial manuscripts and serves commercial interests, she has lost her integrity as an artist.

What is the reason for this? Lin Xingcheng personally feels that whether it is an artwork or a commercial work, he wants to gain the appreciation or recognition of others, as well as his own happiness.

For painters, when painting a work, they are more or less invested in their own emotions, and the joy of creation is endless. Sometimes even the painter himself will look forward to the finished product.

She thought a lot that night, and went to her own Weibo fan group to secretly read a lot of chat records. The final result was that she had a fever.

I couldn't get out of bed the next day.

She went back to Huaxi Manor and did not return to Lin House. In the morning, the servant saw that she was not getting up to have breakfast. Later, she knocked on the door but no one answered, so she panicked.

There was a medical emergency system installed beside the bed, but it was gradually stopped being used after the heart grafting surgery. In addition, Lin Xingcheng went abroad to study for two years, and many servants were not as vigilant as before.

A little late.

I called the family doctor at eight in the morning, and Lin Qingyang and Yi Yue arrived half an hour later.

The team of doctors were busy upstairs, with Yi Yue following, while Lin Qingyang was sitting in the living room downstairs, talking to his father on his mobile phone.

"Don't worry, dad. If anything happens, I will inform you as soon as possible. My brother hasn't said anything yet."

"okay."

The servants and housekeepers stood in line in the living room, lowering their heads and waiting for instructions. The young lady had a fever and was unconscious in the bedroom. No matter what the cause was, it was always the fault of the servants that they did not discover the problem in time.

Uneasiness, uneasiness, these emotions surround everyone.

Working in a wealthy manor like Huaxi Manor, the salary is really far beyond what ordinary people realize. For example, the salary of ordinary servants is higher than that of white-collar workers in some companies.

Not to mention the special chefs and incense masters who live in the manor, they are all treated at sky-high prices.

The maids usually clean and cut flowers and plants, open the windows in the morning and close them at night.

The boss lady is often absent, and for them, they are extremely reluctant to lose their job.

After Lin Qingyang hung up the phone, his brows were furrowed from the moment he received the call to the time he drove here.

"Which of you discovered that something happened to the young lady?" Lin Qingyang threw the phone aside and raised his head and asked.

The housekeeper took a step forward, pointed to a middle-aged servant behind him, and said cautiously: "Sister-in-law Wu found that the lady did not get up for breakfast today, so she went up and knocked on the door."

Sister-in-law Wu quickly added: "I found that the lady didn't respond, so I immediately reported it to the housekeeper, and then called the doctor."

When they discovered that Lin Xingcheng had a fever, they were so frightened that their legs were weak when they walked down the stairs.

Lin Qingyang nodded: "What time did she come back last night? Was there anything unusual?"

After all, the housekeeper is an old man from Huaxi Manor. He has stayed there for most of his life and is relatively calm. He replied:
Chapter completed!