"However, it doesn't matter who told her. What's important is that he finally scared her enough to show her weakness."
After sitting cross-legged for too long, his feet were a little numb, so Gu Chen stretched his legs to shake them before continuing. Duan Zhaoan, who was sitting on the sofa, seemed to notice this and walked up to him, bending down with his slender body.
Until he squatted in front of her legs.
The slender fingers pushed her little feet again and again, starting from the ankles. The force was not heavy. When the massage was rubbed, there was a sudden feeling of heat coming from the skin.
"Lin Bozhong has never shown up, so why would he push Lin Lanyin out? Once something happens to Lin Lanyin, how can he be alone? How can he get out of the whirlpool?" Duan Zhaoan's focus is no longer on this.
When it comes to Lin Lanyin, this woman is powerful, but people who are even more powerful than her and who have hidden deeper are gradually coming to light. Then, Lin Lanyin becomes an outcast who is about to give up.
As for when to give up on her, I'm afraid it still depends on Lin Bozhong.
The massage force was good, and the numbness of the legs that had been blocked by Qi and blood soon became comfortable. Gu Chen was reluctant to leave, and raised his right leg. His slender eyes were filled with coldness, but a hint of hostility.
Duan Zhaoan said, "Lin Bozhong's matter needs to be investigated carefully. Why do I feel that he might push Lin Lanyin out as a shield?"
Her words made Duan Zhaoan fall silent. He did not relax his hand movements and massaged Gu Chen's right leg gently. After a while, he said thoughtfully: "Lin Bozhong needs to check. He came out of the hospital that year."
In less than a week, I suddenly left Beijing and returned to my old home. Maybe I can find out how I came back."
If Gu Chen's premonition is good, then "everything must happen for a reason".
Why might Lin Bozhong push Lin Lanyin out as a shield? There must be a reason. And what this reason is may be investigated from the fact that Lin Bozhong suddenly left Beijing and returned to his hometown.
When she said something, he could always keep up with her thinking. Just as when he said something, she could think of another meaning. The two had known each other for several years, but they had not even been together for half a year, but they had already had a lot of time together.
Deep tacit understanding, perhaps, this is what it means to be a perfect match.
"It all happened more than ten years ago. It's not easy to investigate." Gu Chen said with curved lips, a faint smile in the corner of his eyes, swaying with his increasingly mature grace.
As time goes by, year after year, this face that was stunning when it was young has lost its tenderness, and there is always a thousand unexpected graces between every frown and smile.
And the only person who can appreciate this charming elegance is Duan Zhaoan.
Duan Zhaoan, who was always fascinated by her inadvertently, looked at her with gentle eyes, "Don't sit cross-legged for too long in the future, and move your legs properly, otherwise, you will feel uncomfortable in here."
His fingers gently rubbed her calves, and his low voice was like silky satin, soft to the heart.
The smile at the corner of Gu Chen's eyes deepened. His indifferent smile was like a flower swaying in the wind. There was no indifference, only pure tenderness. "With you here, do I still need to worry? If I rub it again, I still feel a little numb."
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"Where are you still feeling uncomfortable?"
"It's like ants gnawing here." Gu Chen pointed to the little feet, and Duan Zhaoan served and pampered them.
