She didn't know what to say, but she wasn't much interested.

With a hook of cold lips, Lin Yu looked at the woman opposite lightly, and said with a smile: "What? Can't get used to my actions? ”

The Fourteenth Lady was speechless, as if she was holding back the anger in her heart. But she didn't speak, which was almost a tacit acquiescence. What's more, it's not a day or two since she saw Lin Yu unpleasant.

At least before today, none of the Lin family looked at "Lin Yan" pleasing to the eye.

With a cool smile, Lin Yu got up, took the box on the table, and was about to leave.

"Dead girl! You're just leaving?! The Fourteenth Lady roared at her.

Lin Yu didn't look back, and Liang Liang dropped a sentence: "You are a smart person, if you have the ability, you will knock me down, if you don't have the ability, don't bark in front of my eyes." ”

……

On the path of the Lin Mansion, Lin Chu and Lin Zhuoyun walked together, Lin Chu was in front, with a lot of worries, Lin Zhuoyun was behind, his face was also gloomy, and after walking for a while, Lin Zhuoyun finally couldn't help but ask: "Fourth Miss, if the matter of the head of the family is really done by that person...... What to do? ”

When Lin Chu heard this, his whole body stiffened, and it seemed that it took a while to react before he shook his head violently and said, "No, it can't be him!" ”

"But ......"

"Shut up!"

Lin Chu's tone was unprecedentedly stern, which made Lin Zhuoyun, who was used to seeing her gentle appearance, startled. Immediately shut up and stopped squeaking.

It seems that she also found that her tone was not very good, Lin Chu turned around, she seemed to have experienced a lot of things in one day today, and she had never felt so tired, especially that person's matter. Taking a deep breath, she said a little carelessly: "Don't mention this matter again, and don't tell the fifth sister, the safety of the Lin Mansion and the head of the family is the most important thing at present!" ”

Lin Zhuoyun nodded, and Mo Ke said helplessly: "Understood." ”

As soon as Lin Jingyun's words fell, he saw his subordinates hurriedly running in their direction, and the two looked at each other, and their hearts were inexplicably cold.

When the man finished reporting to them, the two of them were even more pale and stunned.

……

In the luxurious annex, the man in the royal blue robe stands at the end of the cloister on the second floor, and the excellent view allows him to take in all the scenery of the courtyard.

There was a small house standing beside him, respectful, carefully holding the tea for him, looking at the rare relief on the owner's pale face in recent days, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Master, what is it...... It's time for this to come to an end, right? ”

He asked very carefully, knowing that the person in front of him was extremely uncertain at the moment.

"The Lin family can't turn over anymore!"

The blue-robed man snorted coldly, inhaled deeply, and coughed violently, so frightened that the little guy on the side hurriedly put down the tray, patted his back, and looked at his master with distressed eyes.

Since the death of the two old masters, the whole family has been borne by the master alone, partial, the master has been riddled with strange diseases since he was a child, and only five days in the middle of the month can go out like a normal person, and the rest of the time, he can only be trapped in the Zangsu Pavilion, accompanied by various things and medicines of the Chu family.

He has followed his master since he was a child, and he knows the master's inner pain best. The master is kind-natured, but he was helplessly born in this family where interests are everything, and he was also pitifully born in the turbulent period of this "eight families in the world", for the interests of the family, for the future of the family, he had to hold a butcher knife in his hand, and his hands were splashed with blood.

He was originally a dashing and handsome son, but as soon as he got sick, he was like a changed person, obedient and difficult to understand, and was regarded as a monster by his own people, and regarded this Tibetan Pavilion as a beast's den, and couldn't avoid it.

For many years, only he is accustomed to the uncertain temperament of his master, and he has been with him to this day. If one day he is gone, the master will really be alone, how will the master live in this world?