It's a pity that Lin Yichen didn't give her a chance to question at all, and her long figure slowly swept in front of her, leaving her with a tall back, "I will take care of your mother's affairs for you, you just need to stay here obediently." ”

"Then I can ......"

With a bang, before Cheng Xiaoyue's words could be spoken, he was interrupted by Lin Yichen's heavy slamming of the door.

Cheng Xiaoyue watched the corners of his clothes disappear completely from sight, and leaned against the wall as if all the strength of his body had been drained.

She gasped heavily, never feeling that the air had ever been so fresh and moving as it was now.

Lin Weiwei is right, Lin Yichen, this man is terrifying, he is like an abyss, just get close to her, and he will break her to pieces.

The rapid ringtone of the mobile phone suddenly rang, faintly echoing in the huge empty living room.

Cheng Xiaoyue reacted in hindsight, and touched the violently vibrating mobile phone that was almost falling off from the cabinet at the entrance.

"Hey, Vivi." Pressing the connect button, Cheng Xiaoyue's voice was hoarse, she didn't sleep all night, and her body became even more tired.

"Xiaoyue, I heard from my godfather that you didn't go back all night, where are you now, I'll pick you up." Lin Weiwei's tone sounded extremely anxious.

"No need, Vivi." She frowned tiredly, not knowing how to tell her friend about her experience last night and why she appeared at Lin Yichen's house at this time.

"What are you polite to me, hurry up and send me your address, and I'll pick you up later."

"I really don't need to!" Cheng Xiaoyue roared out almost subconsciously, and there was a coldness in her tone that she was surprised by.

Lin Weiwei was stunned for a moment, and also heard that something was wrong: "Xiaoyue, what's wrong with you?"

Cheng Xiaoyue pressed her tightly twisted eyebrows, took a deep breath, and adjusted her emotions: "It's okay Weiwei, I can go back by myself, don't worry."

"Okay then." Seeing this, Lin Weiwei was no longer too reluctant, "Xiaoyue, there is something I don't know if I should tell you." She suddenly became slumped.

"You say." Cheng Xiaoyue responded absentmindedly, but the scene of her taking off her bathrobe and standing in front of Lin Yichen unconsciously appeared in her mind.

The scene haunted her like a spell in front of her eyes, lingering away.

"Xiaoyue, Brother Xia Yang has been getting drunk all day these days and not returning home at night, and Uncle Gu and Aunt Gu who have been provoked are very unpleasant. I'm worried that if this continues, Brother Xia Yang's body will not be able to bear it. ”

Cheng Xiaoyue was suddenly dragged back to reality by her words, and her heart was sour, "That'...... So is there anything I can do? ”

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, "Xiaoyue, in fact, you are the only person who can help Brother Xia Yang now." ”

"Me?"

"Long pain is better than short pain, Xiao Yue, you are now entangled with Brother Xia Yang, which will only hurt him deeper." Lin Weiwei squeezed her phone tightly and carefully considered the words: "But if you can let go now and make it clear to Brother Xia Yang, maybe it will be a relief for both of you."

Will it be liberating? Since it is entangled, how can it be liberated?

Cheng Xiaoyue was silent, Lin Weiwei couldn't figure out her attitude for a while, so she explained: "Xiaoyue, I'm also distressed, there are too many rumors and rumors outside, there is everything, you have to sort out the relationship with Brother Xia Yang and Lin Yichen."

Lin Weiwei's words are not unreasonable, but Cheng Xiaoyue's mind has already become a mess, and she has no time to think: "Weiwei, I want to be quiet."

"Okay then." Lin Weiwei was unwilling to get the answer she wanted from her, "But Xiaoyue, you can't be so selfish, you also have to think about it for Brother Xia Yang, I'll do it all, you can think about it yourself." ”

After speaking, Lin Weiwei cut off the phone and dialed another number, her voice was cold and hateful: "Let the wind go for me, Cheng Xiaoyue slept all night at Lin Yichen's house last night."

Cheng Xiaoyue, I have to ask you to leave Gu Xiayang this time! Lin Weiwei narrowed her slender phoenix eyes, and her fingertips pinched into the flesh without realizing it.

……

In the afternoon, a woman about thirty years old brought Cheng Xiaoyue clothes and lunch, the woman was dressed in a decent professional dress, and her smile was impeccable and polite: "My name is Amy, Mr. Lin's secretary, Miss Cheng can come to me at any time if she needs anything."

Cheng Xiaoyue took the clothes and fast food in her hand, and smiled faintly at the corner of her lips: "Thank you."

"It should." Amy had no intention of snooping on her boss's privacy, but she still couldn't help but glance at Cheng Xiaoyue, who was wearing a wide bathrobe and was unkempt and slightly sloppy.

There are many celebrities who want to stay by Lin Yichen's side, and it is the first time she has seen such a little girl with clear soup and noodles.

Amy put her things down and quickly said goodbye and left.

Cheng Xiaoyue hadn't eaten for two meals, and she was already hungry, and her stomach was extremely dissatisfied and screaming wildly.

Amy was carrying shrimp soup and steamed dumplings, which were mostly cold on the way to the delivery, and there was only a slight temperature in the plastic box.

Cheng Xiaoyue was quiet for a while, but still picked up the spoon in resignation.

The so-called people have to bow their heads under the eaves, not to mention cold soup, even if it is tap water, she can still drink it now.

A bowl of soup quickly bottomed out, and the sound of a key opening the door came from the door, and the door was opened and quickly closed.

When Lin Yichen appeared in front of him, Cheng Xiaoyue was still chewing a steamed dumpling in his mouth, and he couldn't even speak clearly: "You...... How did you get back? ”

Lin Yichen glanced at her appearance, then glanced at the clothes Amy had just sent, and frowned faintly: "This is my home."

Cheng Xiaoyue's face turned slightly red when she heard this, and she lowered her head and chewed the steamed dumplings in her mouth hard.

Lin Yichen glanced at her again, bent down and lowered his head to change his slippers: "Go take a shower when you're full, and then change your clothes."

"Oh." Cheng Xiaoyue nodded obediently, stood up and held the paper bag sent by Amy in her arms.

The paper bag contained a soft beige forged evening dress and a pair of calfskin boots of moderate height, just looking at the workmanship, Cheng Xiaoyue knew that the price was not acceptable to him.

She squeezed the light paper bag in her hand, which barely weighed, raised her head and called Lin Yichen: "Mr. Lin."

Lin Yichen stopped to look at her, his slightly raised eyebrows slanted into his sideburns.

"This dress ......"

"Come back to the old house with me in a while, and dress more formally." Lin Yichen interrupted her coldly.

Back to the old house? Cheng Xiaoyue was stunned for a moment, and just wanted to ask the reason, but the three words "why" were swallowed alive by her before she could say anything.

"Mr. Narin, my mother's affairs ......"

Cheng Xiaoyue knew that she was very merciful to ask this, but they were only a transactional relationship, although she hadn't figured out what this uncertain man wanted, her only condition was just to let her mother leave decently.

Lin Yichen was silent for a while, with a little unfathomable shrewdness in his dark and gray eyes.

It was probably after more than ten seconds that he withdrew his gaze indifferently, and his voice was low and cold: "What I promised, I will definitely do it."

Cheng Xiaoyue breathed a sigh of relief, the smile on her face was as cold and stiff as an overnight meal, she tilted her head, and the smile on her lips rose by half a degree: "Then thank you, Mr. Lin."

After speaking, she tightened the paper bag and walked quickly to the bathroom, and when she passed by Lin Yichen, his thin lips that were originally tightly pursed were slightly lifted, and he said in a low voice like ordinary babbling: "Don't worry, I will do a good job for you."

Cheng Xiaoyue raised her head quickly, the top of her soft hair rubbed against Lin Yichen's angular jaw, his face was a little ambiguous from hers, and the unruly edge had gradually dissipated from the bottom of his eyes, leaving only a black stain of thick ink.

Cheng Xiaoyue didn't understand, and she didn't want to understand: "Mr. Lin, I'll go take a bath first." She turned around detachedly, her hand on her chest, where it suddenly throbbed fast.

Lin Weiwei once told her that there is a painful and happy way to die in the world - to provoke Lin Yichen with the guts of the dog, Cheng Xiaoyue is now convinced of this statement.

……

After packing up, Cheng Xiaoyue followed Lin Yichen to the Lin family's old mansion again, this is the second time she has come here, this magnificent place has brought her too many sour and sad memories.

The sun is scorching, and the roses and gardenias in the nursery bloom vigorously, and the pink and green leaves are intertwined, exuding a tempting sweet smell like poison.

Cheng Xiaoyue followed behind Lin Yichen silently, with a slight powder on her originally delicate face, and her hair was curled at the back of her head, solemn but not old-fashioned.

The three-storey duplex villa standing tall is luxuriously decorated and magnificent, exactly the same as the day of Lin Weiwei's birthday party, but now it is a thing and a person.

Lin Yichen turned his head to look at the gloomy and sad appearance of the people around him, and quietly hugged her shoulder: "Let's go."

Cheng Xiaoyue just felt awkward, and took a deep breath, and then passively walked to the main hall by Lin Yichen.

Spring and winter alternate, and the temperature is not high. The woman on the sofa was dressed in a colorful dress, playing with her chestnut seaweed curls, and her well-maintained face looked leisurely.

There was freshly brewed coffee on the table, and she raised her tail finger and held it elegantly, putting it to her lips and taking a sip.

I heard that Lin Yichen's mother was born in a noble family, and she has been in business for three generations, so she has always looked up to people.

"Mom, we're back." Lin Yichen took off the black windbreaker on his body and handed it to the housekeeper, lined with a soft pure wool sweater, his figure was slender and straight, and the whole person looked more and more magnificent.

Cheng Xiaoyue was a little strange, he used the word "we".

Mother Lin put down the delicate bone china coffee cup in her hand, and the anticipation and excitement on her face suddenly disappeared when she turned around, especially when she saw Lin Yichen holding Cheng Xiaoyue's hand, her face was even more difficult to see.