Several children greeted Lin Xiaole around the bedside, either blaming themselves or crying, Lin Xiaole is now a patient, but he still has to comfort them. But it's also a special happiness for her.

Zhan Jinxuan treated it as a child's face and did not continue to ask. It was clear that someone was deliberately hurting her. There were so many people attending the exhibition in the museum today, and no one was injured, but she was knocked unconscious and thrown in the warehouse. If the man he had sent to find it had been a little bit later, maybe something big would have happened to her there.

He walked out of Lin Xiaole's bedroom, took out his mobile phone from his clothes pocket and dialed Wang Jingxiang, asking him to investigate the staff responsible for packing paintings for Lin Xiaole.

Jian Tian asked the driver to send him and Lin Xiaowan back to where Lin Xiaowan and Du Qingrong live now.

The family of three stood in front of the oil painting and looked at it for a long time without seeing any clues.

"Is this the painting that Lin Zhengyang left for Lin Xiaole? A character in a cartoon, I can't see anything special at all. Du Qingrong lost confidence and sat together eating the fruit sent by the maid.

Although their mother and daughter were driven out of the Lin family's old mansion by Zhan Jinxuan, they have accumulated a lot of money over the years, not to mention being able to spend the rest of their lives luxuriously, and the simple expenses are still enough. What's more important is that Jian Tian is Lin Xiaowan's biological father, and where is he still worried about the lives of the two of them.

"Xiaowan, are you sure that the painting that Lin Xiaole wants to buy is this one?" Jian Tian took all the paintings apart and looked at them, and he didn't find anything special.

"Yes, she has already asked the staff to pack it, and if it is a step too late, the paintings will be in her hands. Is this an oil painting, or a figure painting, which exactly corresponds to what you said, Dad. Lin Xiaowan listened to Jian Tian and Du Qingrong questioning whether she was mistaken. She couldn't help but continue: "Could it be that what Dad heard is simply fake, even if Lin Zhengyang wants to leave property for his daughter, it is impossible to go around such a big circle." What's more, before that, I was afraid that he didn't know that I was not his biological daughter. Otherwise, after so many years, how could he regard me as a treasure and hold me high in the palm of his hand?"

"This is where the old fox hides deeply, and on the surface, it seems that he takes good care of your mother and daughter, and puts Lin Xiaole outside to raise her. In fact, he has been cultivating Lin Xiaole, accumulating the wealth and power of the Lin Group for that woman.

Now that Lin Xiaole has found the ring, she can form an equity book with just one more oil painting and a limited number of Kyohan brushes. Coupled with Zhan Jinxi's help, even if I bury so many henchmen in the Lin Group, in the end, they will choose to join Lin Xiaole because of their own interests. ”

"Yi Tian, think about it again, did you hear it wrong that day? It can't be just a simple oil painting, right? After all, there are so many oil paintings in the world, even if Lin Xiaole is Lin Zhengyang's biological daughter, she can't guess his mind and find that painting easily. Du Qingrong reminded Jian Tian.

Jian Tian was a little irritable, took a cigarette from the cigarette case and took a big sip. He had a copy of the footage in the office that day. He took it out again at this time and asked Du Qingrong and Lin Xiaowan to read it too.

"What's that pattern in the bottom right corner? they're just talking why can't we see it?"

Jian Tianzheng didn't know what the pattern was, but he just heard Lin Xiaole and Zhan Jinxuan talking, so today he asked Lin Xiaowan to follow Lin Xiaole and see what kind of oil painting she bought, so he didn't know what it looked like.

If you can see that LOGO, it will be easy to do, where do you need Lin Xiaole to find it, they can also find it themselves.

Maybe this is just what Lin Xiaole bought for those children, and it has nothing to do with the equity book of the Lin Group. It's you who think about this matter too much, I'm worried that Lin Xiaole was injured by our people, and he has already been startled, and it may be difficult to do this again in the future. Although Du Qingrong is not a person in the business world, he has been playing a tiger by Lin Zhengyang's side for so many years, and his thinking about such a trick is still very accurate.

"Mom is right, this is an animated character, it must have been bought by Lin Xiaole for Lin Keer. Lin Xiaowan listened to her mother's analysis, and thought about it. "Dad, you smoke less, it's not good for your health. Although we can't get the equity book now, she Lin Xiaole is different. The power of the Lin Group is still equal in the hands of us and Lin Xiaole. No matter how powerful Zhan Jinxuan is, he can't use it as a face for so many people in the business world to rob the Lin Group, right?"

Jian Tian extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand, thinking about it, this is also the reason, at present, he can only arrange people to watch Lin Xiaole and Zhan Jinxuan a little closer, once there is any trouble, they will strike first.

Children's dwelling.

After the emotions of several children stabilized, Zhan Jinxuan had the opportunity to stay alone with Lin Xiaole for a while. Lin Xiaole carefully recalled what happened in the museum, and also expressed his doubts about the oil painting, it was difficult for Zhan Jinyu not to associate this incident with Jian Tian, but he did not tell Lin Xiaole.

"No matter who did it, don't think about it, just take care of your body with peace of mind. If you don't have a good day, I'm afraid that the six cuties in the family will be unhappy for a day. They took it all on themselves, especially Cheng'er, although he didn't say it in his mouth, I know very well what he thinks in his heart. Zhan Jin held the gruel and fed her intimately.

"It's all my fault, if I hadn't gone to find the oil painting alone, it wouldn't have happened. I always had the feeling that the ink-stained painting was the one my father told me to find. I saw the woman in the painting, she was very beautiful, just like an ancient princess. The logo under the ink is a circle, very similar to what we see in the letter, and ......"

"Shinoraku. Zhan Jin saw that the more she talked, the more excited she became, and quickly interrupted her. "I'll take care of this matter, your problem now is to eat and then sleep and rest. If your head hurts and you feel uncomfortable, we go to the hospital together. ”

"But I ......" Lin Xiaole couldn't sleep when he thought of that oil painting. "Okay. She didn't want Zhan Jinxuan to worry about him so much.