"Oh, something happened, Mrs. Hua... was injured to protect you."
"What?" Chen Chen's eyes widened, "Is she injured?"
"Yes, the situation was very chaotic at that time... In order to protect you, she went up and blocked a shot and hit the shoulder!"
"Then she now..." Lin Xiaochen's face turned pale.
Although he had been separated for so many years, he believed in his heart that she was his mother.
What's more, he was injured...
"Don't worry, she is not in danger of life." Zhuang Lingjun comforted him, "She is fine and is resting, so she can't see you for the time being."
"Who fired the gun?"
Zhuang Lingjun hesitated for a while and said, "Jin's people."
"Mr. Jin?" Chen Chen said in surprise, "Why did Jin shoot? Mr. Jin has always been very nice to me!"
"Do you really think Jin Ting is very good to you?" Zhuang Lingjun rubbed his head, "You, you are really an innocent and pure child."
"I don't understand what you mean." Chenchen lowered his head and played with one corner of the sheet.
"Jin Ting may have been nice to you before, because you are Xia Chuxue's younger brother, but when he knew you were Hua Yuerong's son, things might be different." Zhuang Lingjun's tone was faint, "You should listen too."
As mentioned, Jin and Fahrenheit have been enemies of several generations. Either you die or I live. Jin Ting may be silly to you for the sake of Xia Chuxue, but I don’t think you are completely unclear about his personality.
…”
Lin Xiaochen's eyes slightly dimmed.
He remembered what Jin Ting said to him on his sister's birthday on the 83rd floor, when his sister went to the bathroom.
Those words seemed to see through the deepest part of his heart.
At that time, he felt that he was just a child with no hair growing in full bloom, and there was no room for him to speak.
It was precisely because he knew that his sister was extremely important in his heart that he warned himself that he could not have any other thoughts, otherwise he would die without a place to bury him!
"What happened at the exhibition that day?" Lin Xiaochen clenched his fists tightly.
"Forget it, I'll just not tell you, you should take good care of your illness." Zhuang Lingjun made a move and was about to leave.
"Tell me!" Lin Xiaochen stretched out a hand and grabbed Zhuang Lingjun's neck of clothes tightly, "Tell me! What happened? Where is my sister?"
"Your sister is in the Jin building, Jin Ting will not let you meet her." Zhuang Lingjun's face showed a sympathetic expression, "Be good, be obedient, stay here."
"What happened?!" Red silk appeared in Lin Xiaochen's eyes, "Mr. Zhuang, tell me! Please!"
"Okay, I'll tell you." Zhuang Lingjun sighed, "On the day of your press conference, your sister was almost pushed down from the stairs. Just that day, Mrs. Hua came to recognize you again, and Jin Ting
Thinking that it must be done by Mrs. Hua, he immediately ordered his subordinates to shoot and kill Mrs. Hua... You ran over and said you wanted to talk to Jin Ting and not let him hurt your mother. You said she would definitely not do such a thing...
...But Jin Ting completely ignored your explanation on the phone, and said that if you insist on doing your own thing, you would even kill them together!"
"What? Mr. Jin can do such a thing?" Lin Xiaochen couldn't believe his ears at all. "He used to be so kind to me. Teacher Paul was introduced to me by him, he..."
"He also bought all your paintings. At the Frankfurt auction." A sneer appeared on the corner of Zhuang Lingjun's mouth.
"What?!!" Chen Chen's eyes were instantly lost.
It was like the brightest star, which instantly lost all its light and turned into a dead asteroid.
"Oh, sorry, Chenchen, this matter... I shouldn't have told you. You forgot."
"No!!! Mr. Zhuang, please make it clear to me!!! At the auction in Frankfurt, he was my two high-priced oil paintings..." Chen Chen's eyes widened, his face getting stronger and stronger.
It's getting paler.
Zhuang Lingjun didn't say anything, but took out a small medicine bottle from the small drawer next to the bed, poured two white pills into the palm of his hand, and handed it to Chenchen: "Come on, Chenchen, don't be excited, take the medicine first."
Chen Chen took the pill with trembling hands, and Zhuang Lingjun poured another glass of water and handed it to his hand: "It's warm, drinking cold water is not good for the stomach. I think you drink ice water at the press conference, so don't do this in the future."
"Mr. Zhuang, you are such a good person." Chenchen looked at Zhuang Lingjun a little guiltyly, "I used to think that you didn't know what you were thinking, and you felt that you were traitorous... But today I realized that you
He is a very gentle and caring person... Sorry, I always thought you had an intention toward my sister before..."
"I like your sister." Looking at Chenchen taking a sip of warm water, Zhuang Lingjun thoughtfully patted his back, "Don't choke."
"You...you really like my sister..."
"I like your sister, but don't worry, my love will not need to be possessed like some people. I hope she is good, and I hope the people she cares about are good...such as you."
"Then, Mr. Zhuang, please tell me what the hell is going on in Frankfurt's auction? Jin Ting bought my paintings? Why did he do this?"
"He is to praise you and to make your sister happy." Zhuang Lingjun said slowly, "He was so kind at that time. Of course, you did have extraordinary talents, and he did not misunderstand you."
"But I don't need such false flattery!!!" Chen Chen suddenly clenched his fists tightly, "Why should he do such a thing? I know I am just an unknown painter and I am not worthy of that high.
Price, at that time, I thought someone really knew what he knew and knew how to appreciate me... I thought my dream had really put wings... But, but it turned out to be Jin Ting..." Chen Chen felt mixed emotions
!
…Why do you need to do this…
Do you know... Do you think he is stupid? It's like a dancer who thinks he's beautiful, flying under the spotlight on the stage, thinking that he's dancing the most beautiful dance in the world, and being
Everyone's love has fulfilled their dreams...
But I found that in the end, I was just a clown, wearing a clown mask on my face...
And the people in the audience were not cheering and applauding, but laughing at him...
Zhuang Lingjun looked at Lin Xiaochen's red and white faces.
Indeed, he had a very accurate estimate of Lin Xiaochen's psychology.
He is a very low-key person and seems to be very peaceful.
But deep down, he has strong self-esteem and ambitiousness.