After about an hour and a half flight, Lin Yuze arrived at his final destination, Las Vegas.
After getting off the plane, he hurriedly took a taxi and rushed to the Lin family villa.
Recalling what his younger brother Lin Yuxi had just said, he, who was always sensitive, had an inexplicable hypothesis in his mind.
That is to say, his father Lin Xiaoyi was not sick at all, but was trapped at home by his eldest brother.
On the contrary, the eldest brother was afraid that outsiders would be suspicious of his father if he could not appear in public for a long time, so he released false news, claiming that his father was ill.
We are also worried that this news will affect Lin's stock price, so we ask those who know this news not to disclose it to the outside world.
If this is the case, then the eldest brother can not only take over the power openly and openly, but also get the help of many of his father's old friends.
It can be said that it achieves multiple things with one stone!
So what should I do now? Help my father regain power? Or...
Looking at the stars in the night sky outside the window with deep and melancholy eyes, my mother once said, "When a person dies, he will turn into a star in the sky, silently guarding the people he loves and guiding them." However, he needs it very much. My mother’s guidance, I really hope my mother will tell me, what should I do now?
Lin Yuze could not forget his hatred for his father for a long time, but the fact that blood is thicker than water is gradually opening up the indelible affection between him and his father.
The taxi running on the asphalt road was slowly approaching Lin's house.
At the wide intersection, there is a sign saying "300 meters ahead is a private area."
"Whether to enter the mansion, Mr. Lin?" The driver turned around and asked Lin Yuze,
After hesitating for a moment, he nodded in acquiescence: "yes!"
The headlights illuminate the dark, straight road ahead, with lush pines and cypresses on both sides of the road.
In my life's memory, I have only been to the Lin family's residence in Las Vegas once. And that time, I received the pair of pens given by my father.
Unexpectedly, time has passed and almost 20 years have passed without realizing it.
Everything around seems to have not changed. Evergreen pines and cypresses still stand on both sides of the road, and...
"To Mr." The driver stopped the car in front of the big iron gate at the end of the path.
Nodding, Lin Yuze took out a few dollars from his pocket: "Thank you."
He opened the car door and slowly got out of the car.
Standing there, looking up, through the gap in the big iron door, you can see the fountain in the center of the courtyard, the heart-shaped outdoor swimming pool, and the all-glass greenhouse on the left.
no change.
Haha, nothing has changed, the only thing that has changed is...
Lin Yuze looked not far away...
Four circles connect the lower, middle and upper floors of the villa in an orderly manner. The villa is surrounded by white granite, and the transparent glass on the first floor looks particularly gorgeous under the light of the golden crystal lamp.
Overall, the Lin family's villa somewhat imitates the design of the Louvre.
Haha, ever since he was sensible, he has heard his mother mention that this villa is known as the most gorgeous villa in Las Vegas. In order to make his mother happy, Lin’s father specially gave it to her as a love nest for their family of three. .
It's a pity that the only thing that has changed about this magnificent villa is that it no longer belongs to their family of three.
With a faint smile, the door of memories slowly closed.
It seems that having one father and one mother is not a difficult thing for every child nowadays. However, it was very difficult for Lin Yuze when he was young.
Therefore, he has a very indifferent view of love, but once he falls in love, it is very difficult to change...
"Second Young Master???" the maid patrolling the villa shouted to the door in surprise.
Lin Yuze, who was standing outside the iron gate, nodded and showed a faint smile: "Sister Liu, long time no see."
"Really...really the second young master?" The maid was extremely excited and ran to the door in two steps. She was overjoyed and nodded with tears in her eyes: "I never thought that the young master would still remember me. Now I am already
The old man is old and his pearls are yellow, but he still has Sister Liu."
Think about it, how old was Lin Yuze when he left home? Sister Liu was already in her twenties at that time.
"Haha, in my opinion, you are still so young."
"Haha..." Sister Liu smiled excitedly, wiped the tears on her cheeks, and slowly opened the two large iron doors of the Lin family.
Stopping and standing, Lin Yuze took a deep breath, and with a myriad of thoughts, he officially stepped into the Lin family that he had been away from for a long time...
When Yun Aotian's clear words fell, Han Yi'er's face was as pale as a piece of white paper.
She leaned on the door panel with dull eyes, and her heart "thumped...thumped..." and stung in confusion.
It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, maybe Yun Aotian's words of begging for his mother just now were just making plans for his future?
But, why is his expression so desperate??? It’s like...
Does my mother really seem to have a terminal illness?!
By the way! The doctor said that my mother’s condition doesn’t matter. What the doctor said must be true. If the doctor says it’s okay, it’s okay!
That damn Yun Aotian is cursing his mother, what a bastard!!
Han Yi'er kept comforting herself, opened the door like crazy, and rushed out angrily.
Raising his head in panic, Yun Aotian was stunned for a moment, his expression stiffened, his eyes darting from side to side: "That... Yi... Yi'er..."
"Who told you to curse my mother!?" A hysterical roar sounded like a young child throwing tantrums at the villain who bullied his mother.
Han Yi'er raised her little hand and slapped Yun Aotian's chest with distorted features: "Why do you curse my mother?! Tell me! Do you wish that my mother would not want me earlier? Don't you?"
Standing on the spot, Yun Aotian shook her head in pain, pursed her lips, and slowly lowered her head, recognizing that the helpless and pitiful "child" in front of her was constantly venting her resentment on herself.
if only……
It would be nice if she didn't keep her sadness and pain in her heart.
"Say! Why are you cursing my mother? Why are you cursing her!!!" The beating on his chest became weaker and weaker, and the angry expression slowly turned into pain, until tears rolled down from his eyes.
Putting her hands on his chest, she slowly raised her head, her eyes flashing with pleading and helplessness: "Yun Aotian... tell me, what did you mean by what you just said, okay? Tell me.
…”
Paper can never cover up the fire. I just wish she could know the truth later and give myself some time to become a backing she can trust and rely on. But now...
Slowly raising his hand, Yun Aotian held her slender jade bowl tightly, staring at her ten-fingered fingers.
I don’t know how much hardship she endured with these hands over the past many years to create a perfect home.
I don’t even know how many times these hands pulled her mother’s brocade quilt and slapped her with a cattail leaf fan in the scorching summer and cold winter months.
So, what about the future? What about the future?
These hands can no longer touch my mother's old face. What will happen to her after that warm body temperature?
Pulling up her wrist, Yun Aotian's warm lips gently fell on her slender fingers. At the same time...
A crystal-clear teardrop flowed from the eyes of this seven-foot-tall man onto the back of her smooth hand...
Feeling the warmth on the back of her hand and seeing the shining spot of light, Han Yi'er's heart felt cold and her heart was broken.
It is gradually becoming empty...
He smiled like a shell, and with his soulless and empty eyes, he tried hard to see Yun Aotian's expression with his head lowered: "Hehe, hehe, didn't you cry when I scolded you?"
Silent, his Adam's apple was trembling, but he could not make any sound.
"Speak?" After asking tentatively, Han Yi'er frowned and frantically tried to free her hands from his mouth: "Speak quickly, why are you crying!!! What happened to my mother?
What's going on!!! Tell me... tell me... Ugh..." After the roar, the cherry-like little mouth opened, and the bitter sweet spring continuously overflowed from the gap between the eyes.
"Woo... Wu... Wu..." The heart-wrenching cry was full of anxiety, which further indicated that she was unable to face the true condition of her mother.
At this moment, Yun Aotian realized that she was so useless, but it still made her cry, made her suffer, and made her sad...
The umbrella he held for her could not stop the storm in the end, so he could only use his own body to try to block the ruthlessness of heaven.
The moment he raised his head, Yun Aotian opened his strong arms and hugged her thin and trembling body tightly: "Yi'er..." The hoarse voice and thick nasal voice completely covered him
The original charming magical sound.
After pausing for a moment, Yun Aotian shed his tears, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes...
He revealed the truth that he least wanted to tell her: "Your mother has... advanced gastric cancer..."
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