Li Si and Yang Deshui?

Lin Qingrou twisted her eyebrows and thought about it for a while, she did have the intention of matching the two of them before, but the two of them were really not too compatible, or impossible.

They have been friends for many years, and Song Miao can know what she is going to say next just from her frowning expression, "Okay, okay, don't think about those who have and don't, how are they their own creation, we think it's okay, it's useless if they don't want to, don't you say?" ”

"You're really, the good and the bad are all for you to finish." Lin Qingrou was amused by her, "I don't know if it's an illusion, I feel that they are not suitable." ”

Song Miao raised her eyebrows, thinking that you also know, and asked knowingly, "What do you say?" ”

Lin Qingrou lowered her eyes and took a sip of tea, and the rich fragrance of black tea exploded on the tip of her tongue, "Li Si, this girl doesn't look too simple, she is too purposeful." ”

"But how do I look like Yang Rushui is hanging someone else's little girl, thinking about others while not letting her go." Song Miao didn't look at her expression, she just looked down at the tea leaves floating in the celadon cup, "But what you said is also right, her ambition is too big, and it all shows it in her eyes." ”

"If it were me, I'd just give up." Song Miao felt bloody when she thought of this situation, "If it were you, what would you do?" ”

Lin Qingrou was not very interested in the hypothesis she threw out, but she still replied seriously, "I may try to fight for it, maybe it will be successful." ”

Life is short, if you still have regrets, wouldn't it be even more pity?

Song Miao suddenly understood why Yang Rushui liked her, and on the premise of knowing that she was married and pregnant, she still liked her.

"You're right, then let's wish her a victorious start." Song Miao raised the teacup and touched it at Lin Qingrou, looking as proud as drinking, "I also wish you to find out what caused Linlin's illness as soon as possible." ”

The mention of this made Lin Qingrou's face collapse instantly, and she sighed and said, "Zeming has already sent someone to check, but there is no accurate result yet." ”

Although there is not enough scientific proof that Du Lin's illness is caused by foreign drugs, she still feels uneasy, for fear that it will be because someone is making trouble.

Since you can make an accident, you have the ability to make it countless times. Let the scheming and conspirators be in the shadows, and they will have nowhere to defend.

Lin Qingrou clenched the teacup with her five fingers, and the smile on the corner of her mouth disappeared completely, "I'm afraid it's just someone else warning us." ”

"What are you suspecting?" Song Miao saw that her expression was heavy, and her mood also became bad.

"I'm worried that Zeming has offended people in the business field, but he said that the possibility is very small, I hope I just think about it too much." Lin Qingrou tugged at the corners of her mouth, revealing a smile that was more ugly than crying.

It's too much of a loss!

Seeing that Song Miao couldn't hold back, she leaned over and stretched out her hand to pull her face to both sides, and pulled her out with an even weirder smile with external force, "Don't be worried, you must have found something to have this kind of speculation, although Du Zeming doesn't believe you, I will believe you unconditionally." ”

Lin Qingrou's face was pulled into distortion, and she couldn't tell if she was moved, so she only said forcefully: "Hmm......mm"

Song Miao hurriedly let go of her hand, "What did you just say?" ”

Lin Qingrou, who finally got a chance to breathe, didn't raise her head, and took a few steps back, making sure that this was a safe distance that would not be pinched before she said, "I don't know if it's an illusion, I always have a feeling that I have been followed recently, but every time I look back, I can't see the clue." ”

Sometimes a woman's sixth sense is amazingly strong, maybe it's not a delusion, but if that's the case, it's terrifying.

Song Miao asked in a low voice, "Could it be your bodyguard sent by Du Zeming to protect you secretly?" ”

"Impossible." Lin Qingrou flatly denied it, and seeing that her friend was puzzled, she kindly explained, "I mentioned to him that I don't want to be followed, and he respects my opinion, so I haven't done this kind of thing." ”

Du Zeming didn't want this kind of trivial matter to ruin their relationship between husband and wife, so naturally he wouldn't hide it from her.

"Whether there was one or not, now it must be, you already feel the crisis, and you can't let your guard down." After Song Miao's rough analysis, she threw out a new question, "Who does Linlin usually follow when he stays at home?" ”

Lin Qingrou didn't know what she wanted to know, "Housekeeper, when Du Zeming and I were busy, he always followed the housekeeper, so the relationship between the two was very good." ”

To be honest, Du Lin's relationship with the housekeeper will be sour when she sees it.

The state in which they stay together is too natural, like friends who have forgotten their years, but in front of her, Du Lin has always been well-behaved, even if there is anything uncomfortable, he will endure it, and he can't wait for her to never worry.

A sensible child always receives the least care, and no matter how smart and sensible he is, he is just a child.

"I haven't had much contact with him, so it may be a bit wrong to suspect him in this way, but I think that Linlin's illness may be found out from him." Song Miao patted the back of Lin Qingrou's hand, "Don't look at me like this, I hope everything is just my suspicion." ”

The shock in Lin Qingrou's heart was impossible to talk about, and she wanted to refute it, but Song Miao's expression was not joking, she could only nod, "Okay, I'll let Zeming check it when I go back, I hope ...... It won't be him. ”

Song Miao clenched her hand and chuckled: "Don't think so much, hurry up and pack up your emotions to welcome the upcoming guests, I know that you are back to work today, but many people have made appointments in advance, alas, it really makes my heart sour." ”

"I... I may not be able to go to work today. Lin Qingrou withdrew her hand, her hands hanging by her side, and unconsciously clenched into fists.

It's almost impossible for her not to think wildly, and once she opens the door to thought, she can't stop thinking out of the way.

The person who is closest to Du Lin and can succeed the most is only the housekeeper.

She knows too well how high the housekeeper is in Du Lin's heart, he is not just a servant who simply takes care of Du Lin's daily life, but also accompanies him to grow up, encourages him, and gives him warmth, similar to a family-like existence.

If it is really found out that the housekeeper is the one who caused Du Lin's illness, she doesn't even know how to tell Du Lin, and she can't say that the housekeeper uncle is the one who wants you to die, what are you going to do.

This may become a shadow for his life, and he will no longer be able to trust others easily.

It is not okay to let potential dangers go unchecked by Du Lin's side.

"Qingrou!"

Suddenly, an impatient low roar pulled her back to her senses, and she saw Song Miao with a helpless face in her side eyes, "Are you going to release those pigeons for appointment customers?" ”

"It's not like I deliberately wanted to release the pigeons, it happened suddenly, and it bothered my good sister you." Lin Qingrou said as she quickly packed up her things.

Song Miao stretched out Erkang's hand and said with an exaggerated expression: "I can already imagine the disgusted expressions of the customers when they see me, can't you call Du Zeming directly and ask him to check more?" Lin Lin is also his son! ”

"Don't make me laugh." Lin Qingrou felt that what she said was deliberate, "Zeming, he was busy with Linlin's affairs some time ago, and he has been very busy at work recently, I don't want to trouble him anymore." ”

"After all, it's just a guess now, and no one has any evidence to prove that it was the housekeeper's hands."

Lin Qingrou could only deceive herself by saying this, and after she finished speaking, Song Miao clasped her arms with both hands, raised her eyebrows and said, "It seems that you still believe in him from the bottom of your heart, then I have to wake up again." ”

On the way to Du's house for dinner that day, she went to the bathroom.

The decoration price of Du's house is expensive, and the space is relatively large, she has been here many times, but she still can't distinguish the direction, and after a few circles, it seems that she is about to return to the original point, and she can already hear the laughter of everyone not far away.

But just when she wanted to go back and ask Lin Qingrou to take her to the bathroom, a faintly familiar voice, but most of the telephone conversation was muffled by laughter from the living room, and it came into her ears.

At that time, Song Miao didn't want to listen to the corner of the wall, for fear of hearing some embarrassing words, but the person suddenly called Linlin's name, which made her want to leave the footsteps subconsciously did not continue.

The distance is not far or close, and the hearing is relatively vague, but I can still catch a few key words, such as Du Lin has recovered, and a few people are having dinner at Du's house.

The man didn't talk for long before he was silent, Song Miao kept an eye on it, washed his hands after releasing the memory, and on the way back, he met the housekeeper talking to the maid, as if he was telling her the recipe for tomorrow morning.

Song Miao, who suddenly stopped on the side, was very eye-catching, and the housekeeper and maid both looked back at her, but the housekeeper asked first, "Miss Song, does you need any help?" ”

"I don't know the way, can you please take me back?" Song Miao was not very sincere, and after speaking, she looked at the housekeeper with her big eyes.

The man is not very old, and a well-cut black tuxedo suit is worn by him in the aristocratic British style of the 19th century, with facial features, and a gentle personality, it is easy to make people feel close.

She felt that this man was an adult, revealing the tenderness that made people want to surrender, not to mention Du Lin, who was only a few years old and his parents couldn't always be by his side.

"Don't bother, Miss Song, please come with me here." The butler gave the servant a look and stretched out his hand to the right, "The house is built so big that sometimes it is easier for people to remember the way. ”

Song Miao followed him, looking like a real road idiot just following others, "Who doesn't want to build such a mansion if you have money, when I have money, I will also buy a house that makes people get lost." ”

The housekeeper's smile remained unchanged, and his attitude was still gentle: "What Miss Song said is reasonable. ”

"What about you, housekeeper, you've been working in the Du family for a short time, and now you can make a down payment with your savings, right?" Song Miao deliberately talked to him about it, the purpose was to listen to his voice and tell if it was the person who overheard the caller just now.