Lin Yunmeng suddenly drew a few strokes on the account book: "I'll spend some money first, and I have something to do, so I'll leave first." ”

What is this money used for?

Picking up people, of course!

In his previous life, he established the Dream Prison Pavilion, and there were also a group of partners around him, some of them had an accident on the way to the mission, and some of them were angry when they heard that Lin Yunmeng had changed the Dream Prison Pavilion, and they also withdrew from the Dream Prison Pavilion.

I haven't seen them for so many years, and I don't know if they're okay?

Lin Yunmeng propped her chin and looked at the sunset outside, her expression a little nostalgic and imperceptibly depressed.

In her previous life, when she changed hands and dreamed of being imprisoned, she didn't say a word, which broke their hearts, and in this life, she will never give up again.

"Miss, sir, please go back. Mi'er approached from the outside.

"Do you know what's going on?" Lin Yunmeng wondered.

"The slave and the maid don't know. Mi'er shook her head, and when the two arrived at the study, Lin Lin was writing something in casual clothes, and he didn't make a sound when he heard the movement.

Lin Yunmeng didn't sit down directly, looking at her father coldly, there was no trace of dependence that should have existed in her eyes, only endless strangeness and indifference.

After a long time, Mi'er's forehead began to sweat, Lin Lin looked up, but saw that Lin Yunmeng was extremely dry, not to mention sweating, and his face was not pale for a moment.

For so many days, the days when chickens have not even started to practice martial arts before they get up, it is not in vain.

From the beginning of Zamabu, she could only hold on to half a pillar of incense, and now she can persist for an hour or two, and her progress is only known to her, and even Mi'er doesn't know that Lin Yunmeng has exercised herself so hard.

Although her original white skin is gone, her physical fitness has kept up, and she has recently begun to practice the martial arts of her previous life, but she is not equipped with a sword.

Lin Yunmeng thought distractedly, thinking about where to get a saber to practice.

Lin Lin originally wanted Lin Yunmeng to learn some lessons, but her buttocks hurt, but her face did not change, and she even had time to wander.

"Cough!" Lin Lin coughed deliberately, finally attracting Lin Yunmeng's attention.

"What's the matter with Father Xunmeng'er?" Lin Yunmeng asked officially.

I barely remember trying to please him.

Lin Lin glanced at her aggrievedly: "A few days ago, at the palace banquet, didn't you meet an assassin on the road? Don't go to Pinmo Pavilion, it's always bad for girls to show up. ”

Lin Yunmeng suddenly raised her head and looked straight at Lin Lin.

She had already learned the news, and according to the speed that Lin Lin had informed, if the thief really wanted to take revenge and kill her, he would have died more than a hundred times earlier.

The daughter doesn't understand, the daughter goes out with a veil, followed by Mi'er, and the daughter doesn't understand why it's called showing up. ”

Lin Yunmeng replied without being salty or light, and her tone was cold.

"What kind of tone are you? Isn't it for your good to be a father? Isn't it also to protect your safety by going out less recently? And it's not a tautology for your father, you are a woman, with such a large sum of money in your hands, what tricks can you play? The shop that was originally in the hands of the Zhang family was made like this by you, why don't you have a trace of remorse?" Lin Lin's brows were furrowed very tightly, his face was serious, and his official authority was undisguisedly released, as if he wanted to bend Lin Yunmeng's arrogance.

But Lin Yunmeng, who had experienced a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, was not afraid at all, and even hugged his arms very calmly.

"Father, are you really my daddy?"

Lin Lin raised his eyebrows: "What did you say?!"

"Then why can't I feel a trace of your love and love?" Lin Yunmeng tilted her head, looking very serious, as if asking.

"I saw other people's fathers, when they were young, they would take their daughter's hand and buy sugar gourds for her, but did you know? ”

Lin Yunmeng took a step forward, her little face full of mature indifference.

"I also saw that other people's fathers regard children as treasures, and they are very distressed when they bump into them, and they are reluctant to be snub and neglected. ”

"But in the past sixteen years, you have never cared for me? Father, you have never smiled at me. ”

Whether it is a past life, or a present life.

Lin Yunmeng quietly looked at the man who was stunned in place, and pulled Mi'er to walk out, without even saying hello.

The man sitting behind the desk looked dazed, looking at the woman's straight back and high sideburns, his eyes were in a trance.

"Ah Ying..."Lin Lin unconsciously pronounced the name in his heart, and his eyes suddenly became sour.

Ah Ying is Lin Yunmeng's mother's name.

The current Lin Yunmeng is very much like the first beauty who was famous in the world back then.

Lin Lin didn't know how to describe his current mood, it was extremely complicated, with nostalgia, bitterness, embarrassment, and pain.

He seems to regret it... But he himself was at a loss, why did his own daughter look at him like a stranger?

Successfully escaping Lin Lin's detention ban, Lin Yunmeng breathed a sigh of relief, that's right, she said so much, it was all to change the topic and make Lin Lin ignore the previous topic.

As for these words, half-truths and half-truths, I don't look forward to it for a long time, and I don't want to waste time maintaining superficial filial piety.

Lin Yunmeng yawned, Mi'er's eyes were red, but she saw the scene of the lazy yawning of the master, who was still holding back and sad.

Mi'er suddenly didn't know whether the grief on her face should be maintained?

......

Lin Lin was busy thinking about life, so naturally he didn't care about Lin Yunmeng's comings and goings.

Qingnuo's arithmetic is really powerful, and I don't know how many days it took him to finish all the ledgers, and even calculated how many silver coins he lost and profited.

Merely... Lin Yunmeng touched her chin and couldn't help but "hiss".

Looking at the crooked "Picking up Wu Sanlu Liang" on the account book, Lin Yunmeng was in a complicated mood.

No, people who can get a wonderful praise for their words in their previous lives, why are the words in this life so stumbling?

"What's wrong?" Qingnuo frowned, muttered words in his mouth for a while, and then looked at her with a serious face: "That's right, that's the number." ”

"You are a word, practice more. Lin Yunmeng looked at him equally seriously.

The corners of Qingnuo's mouth twitched, and he stubbornly reminded: "I've only been practicing for half a month, and it's already good to be like this!"

"Mm-hmm, indeed. Lin Yunmeng was perfunctory, but in fact, she didn't know what to say to express her envy.

In half a month, he went from a beggar who knew nothing to a smart arithmetic master, and he still can't figure it out in his previous life... Probably hopeless.