It's just that this joy hasn't reached the bottom of her eyes yet, and Murong Xuan's next words are like a basin of cold water, making her feel cold all over her body.

"I don't know what you're talking about revenge, but I won't allow you to spoil Joey's arrangement. Your mother, always responsible for what she does. ”

"Murong Xuan, you can't do this to me!" Looking at the disdain in Murong Xuan's eyes, Lin Qiaonuo felt a little flustered.

She turned and ran towards the door, only to be held firmly by the security guards.

Murong Xuan stood up, walked leisurely in front of Lin Qiaonuo, grabbed her chin with one hand, and said lightly: "Everyone is responsible for what they do, and so is your mother." Until your mother's verdict comes out, you should stay here obediently. ”

"What are you going to do?" Lin Qiaono looked at the man standing in front of him, and for the first time felt a little scared.

The handsome face has a bit of evil meaning, and it is vaguely pale.

"Murong Xuan, you can't do this to me." Lin Qiaono shook his head, unwilling to believe the reality in front of him.

Did the man she gave everything to love do to her like this? It doesn't matter if Murong Xuan doesn't help himself, is it possible that he still wants to stop himself?

"Lin Qiaonuo, sometimes being too smart is just being too stupid. When your mother's verdict comes, I'll let you out. ”

After speaking, Murong Xuan glanced at the security guards and asked them to pull Lin Qiaonuo out.

Murong Villa is not just such a building, there are several small villas next to it, and it is really more than enough to hold a Lin Qiaonuo.

It's good to say he's despicable, and it's good to say he's fallen into the well. Anyway, he absolutely couldn't let Lin Qiaonuo ruin Lin Qiaoyi's plan, let alone give her a chance to find Murong Dong.

Lin Qiaonuo struggled desperately, but there was no way to break free from the confinement of the security guards. Her cries of despair, cries of resentment, grew farther and farther until she could no longer be heard.

Murong Xuan sat on the sofa in the hall a little tiredly, and the servants around him had already left in a funny way.

The gorgeous crystal lamp emitted a dim light and slowly hit Murong Xuan's face, Murong Xuan closed his eyes slightly, leaned back on the sofa and did not speak.

It's just that his tired expression is a little pale, and he looks a little weak.

After a while, the housekeeper walked in front of Murong Xuan with a tray.

There was a glass of water and a few white pills on the tray, Murong Xuan didn't open his eyes, but his brows couldn't help frowning.

Even if he didn't see it, it was like he smelled a pill. This smell has been with him since he left the hospital.

"Young master, it's time to take medicine." The housekeeper looked at Murong Xuan's appearance and said lightly.

Murong Xuan didn't move as if he hadn't heard the housekeeper's words, still leaning on the sofa.

"Young master, no matter what, you have to take the medicine first." The housekeeper said patiently.

"Take this medicine, will I be fine?" Murong Xuan closed his eyes and asked lightly.

"At least it will delay the young master's condition." The butler said honestly.

"To eat or not to eat, isn't that what I look like? These medicines can't save me, my father knows it, and you know it. ”

"The master will definitely find a way to save you."

"Oh, is it? Don't I know about my condition? ”

The housekeeper didn't speak again, just kept the posture just now, waiting for Murong Xuan's movements.

After a stalemate for a while, Murong Xuan slowly exhaled, opened his eyes, looked at the housekeeper's indifferent face as usual, and said a little helplessly: "Okay, okay, I'll just eat." ”

After speaking, Murong Xuan picked up the pills and cups in the tray, swallowed the pills with water, and then put the empty water cup back on the tray.

After watching Murong Xuan finish taking the medicine, the housekeeper said slowly: "No matter what the disease is, no matter what the result is, the young master should stick to it." One more minute is always one less point. ”

With that, the butler left the hall with the tray.

"One more point is better than one less......

Murong Xuan repeated what the butler said, and his pale face was a little helpless.

That's right, he just has to hurry up and do what he wants to do now. Although he doesn't know when his end will be, he will still try to grasp every day of his life.

Two days later, the court heard the case against Li Qian. As a result, no one was surprised, economic crimes plus buying murder and murder, Li Qian will stay in prison for 20 years.

When he got the news, Joey Lin was sitting in the office of the Lin Group.

After listening to Xiao Xia's report, there was a moment of helplessness in my heart, and then a wave of loss sprung up.

Although Li Qian is to blame for such an end, she still feels a little sad.

Why is the harmonious Lin family in the memory of the past now torn apart?

On the night when Lin Qiaonuo was imprisoned by Murong Xuan, Lin Mingchen told her what had happened.

She didn't know why Murong Xuan imprisoned Lin Qiaonuo, and she didn't know why Murong Dong ignored Li Qian, but she didn't want to know either.

From now on, Li Qian has nothing to do with her.

From the time Murong Xuan betrayed her, the Murong family had nothing to do with her.

"Vice President, that kid is coming for you." Xiao Xia looked at Lin Qiaoyi's daze and said out loud.

"Kids?"

"It's the kid you brought with you last time."

The kid you brought last time? Isn't it Nangong Ao? What is Nangong Ao doing when he comes to find himself at this time?

"Hurry up and bring him up." Although Lin Qiao didn't know how Nangong Ao found her and why she came to find her, she still asked Xiao Xia to pick her up immediately.

"Okay."

After saying that, Xiao Xia turned around and left Lin Qiaoyi's office and went downstairs to pick up Nangong Ao.

After a while, the little boy in white short sleeves arrived in front of Lin Qiaoyi.

"Xiao Ao, why are you here?" Lin Qiaoyi looked at Nangong Ao, who was pretending to be old-fashioned, and asked with a wry smile.

It's really not that Lin Qiao Yi wants to laugh, but Nangong Ao's expression is really funny now.

Nangong Ao's small eyebrows were furrowed, his small mouth was slightly upturned, and he looked like I was unhappy, you hurry up and coax.

"Qiaoqiao, what's going on with you and your father?" Nangong Ao pulled over the bench in front of Lin Qiaoyi, climbed up and sat down hard, and happened to face Lin Qiaoyi.

"What's going on?" Lin Joy asked suspiciously.

"You and your father have been weird lately." Nangong said with a proud face, don't think that I can deceive me when I am young.

Since that day, Lin Qiaoyi's attitude towards Nangong Ze has always been very polite.

It's not so much polite as it is detached.

There were so many things that happened, and Lin Qiao Yi couldn't tell whether what Nangong Ze said was true or false.

In order not to fall into a lie, she really couldn't treat him like she used to.

She admits that she has a heart for Nangong Ze, but she will not be a stand-in for others because of this.

"Don't worry about adult affairs, you little child." Lin Qiao Yi looked at Nangong Ze's big watery eyes, and couldn't help but stretch out his hand and rub his head and said.

"I'm not a child! Also, it's clear that you adults have a problem, and I'm always worried. If you were good, I wouldn't be like this. Nangong pouted, even if he didn't like others to rub his head, but if that person was Lin Qiaoyi, she Haihui Temple could tolerate it.

"We can handle our own affairs, so don't worry." Lin Joy continued.

"Are you cold to your father because of Xiao Ao's mother?" Nangong Ao asked directly.

Although Nangong Ao is a child, he still understands some things.

"Xiao Ao, you don't understand it now, but you will understand it later."

Lin Qiao is not as precocious as Nangong Ao, he should have a simple and carefree childhood like other children, instead of tangling up with things between adults.

"But ......"

"Okay, you can play in the lounge obediently, and I'll take you back later." Lin Qiao Yi didn't want to say more, so Nangong Ao didn't know what to say, so he had to obey what Lin Qiao Yi said and ran to the lounge to play by himself.

After waiting for Nangong Ao to disappear from his field of vision, the smile on Lin Qiaoyi's face slowly collapsed, and he felt a little more sad.

It seems that the matter between her and Nangong Ze really can't drag on any longer. Now that the affairs of the Lin Group have been resolved, then she is going to settle each other's affairs with Nangong Ze.

She will never be a stand-in for others, before and now or even in the future, that is impossible. Therefore, there must be a solution between her and Nangong Ze.

After getting off work, Lin Qiao Yi took Nangong Ze back to the private villa.

Lin Qiao Yi and Nangong Ao have been living in a private villa, and Nangong Ze has never let them go back to the official residence, I don't know if it is because of Yukiko Sakurayani living in the official residence, or other reasons.

It doesn't matter to her anyway, that girl looks a little weird about Yukiko Sakurayani. Every time she saw her, she would feel an inexplicable coldness, so she didn't want to see her again at all.

After returning to the villa, after dinner, Nangong Ao consciously ran back to his room to play.

Nangong Ze dragged Lin Qiao Yi to the garden for a walk as usual, and Lin Qiao Yi was unusually well-behaved.

She changed into a moon-white home dress and walked beside Nangong Ze, with a faint smile on her face, and didn't say anything.

Nangong Ze looked at her who was silent, stretched out his hand to pull her, and his warm palm firmly nested her hand in the palm of his hand.

Lin Joy enjoyed the warmth and silence of the moment, and she knew that what she said might break the current situation.

She covets the warmth of this moment, but there is no way to continue this warmth. There are some things that they can't run away from, and there are problems that always need to be solved.

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