"I don't." Lin Qianqian looked bitter and felt aggrieved: "I've been very accommodating to him, but he often makes trouble."
Lin Guoqun looked unhappy and was responsible for her: "Why are you so ignorant? The life and death of Lin is in his hands. Can't you coax him well?"
"Dad, I don't want to continue like this. I feel very...sultry." Lin Qianqian was unable to say the last word, and her face became ugly and embarrassed.
"Be good, coax him up. After Lin's crisis is lifted, if you ignore him, you will ignore him."
Lin Qianqian looked at Yan Mubei over there. The man put his hands in his pants bag and looked at this side with deep and complicated eyes.
He is like a hungry wolf, looking for an opportunity to hunt for food.
Lin Guoqun knew that his daughter was spoiled and could not do anything to please others, so he sighed softly: "Qianqian, Lin's situation is just because Mr. Yan is obsessed with you. If you have a quarrel with Mr. Yan, Mr. Lin
It will be destroyed in his hands at any time. Lin is gone. Do you think you can keep it alone? Do you think you can still have the grand dance party today?"
Lin Qianqian bit her lower lip and said nothing.
"Lin is gone, we can only sleep on the streets. Qianqian, do you want to live that kind of poor life? You are willing to live, but your mother doesn't want it. She has a luxurious life. If she is allowed to live a low-level life, she will go crazy.
And your younger brother, who is studying abroad, and his monthly life is not less than you, so for this family, for me, for your mother and your brother, Qianqian, no matter how wronged you are, you have to find a way to make Yan
Restart the New Jersey project less.”
Yes, if the New Jersey project is delayed, the Lin family may be heavily in debt and then go bankrupt.
Then they will move out of the Lin family villa, with no plans and the consequences will be unimaginable.
At this time, Lin Qianqian thought that she was her parents and... Colin far away in the United States.
My youngest son usually eats, drinks, and sleeps well, but how could he bear the grievance?
No, she can't let her son live a displaced life.
Lin Qianqian focused: "I understand."
Lin Guoqun patted her face: "This is the best person, this is the good child of his father."
After watching Lin Guoqun walk away, Lin Qianqian walks back to Yan Mubei, takes the initiative to hold his arm, and asks gentle and considerately: "Are you hungry? I'll give you something to eat."
"Not hungry." He looked at her, his eyes were hard to see, and there was a hint of displeasure.
Lin Qianqian didn't dare to mess with him. He said he wasn't hungry, so she stopped asking.
It was really boring to stand like this and not speak. She looked around and said, "Why don't we go dance?"
The fireworks in the sky are still setting off, making the garden as beautiful as dreams. Several couples are dancing under the stage.
For her birthday party, my father specially invited a band, and played a moving and romantic melody from the beginning of the ball.
With the dazzling fireworks in the sky, this dance is perfect.
Yan Mubei led her to the center of the dance floor as he spoke, holding her little hand in one hand and gently holding her slender waist in the other, leading her to his chest a few points.
Holding her so lightly, dancing gracefully.
The light of fireworks was illuminating and darkly repeating on their faces.
She looked at him, thinking about her father's words, and then she was thinking like this and that.
What can he do to restart the project in New Jersey?