As soon as Lincier put down his luggage, his mobile phone dialed in for a video call.

"Xiaojing!" She finally smiled for the first time in a long time.

On the screen, there is a young man's face, about twenty-three or fourteen years old, with a delicate appearance and a cold and sharp temperament.

"Why didn't you just tell me when this happened?" He asked.

"I'm afraid it will affect your work......" Lin Xier was rarely weak, because he was facing Jing Jue.

"What is a job compared to my woman?" Jing Jue smiled contemptuously, and raised his sword eyebrows again, "Do you need me to go back to China and kill that pair of scumbags and for you?" ”

"No, no, no! Don't! Xiaojing, you ...... Just talk to me......"

"Miss, can I ask you, can you be a little promising?"

Lincier sighed, her big pretty eyes dimmed, "Xiaojing, am I useless?" As your fan leader, but you were so miserable that you were divorced by a man? ”

"So decadent? It's not like Lincill, I've known for eight years. Jing Jue frowned.

"I have a crush on Ou Jiazhi, and it's been eight years in total, and I'm only like this in front of you......"

"Come on, it's not like all the good men in the world are dead, you have to marry this scumbag?" Jing Jue impatiently unbuttoned a shirt.

Lincier blinked, and suddenly grinned, "Xiaojing, we said that it will be a lifetime, if I really don't want anyone, you will marry me, okay?" ”

Jing Jue also smiled, "You just, right?" The dignified eldest lady of the Lin family, the school flower of Tunghai University, will no one want it? ”

Tuk tuk, there was a knock on the door.

Lincier sat up straight, "Someone is coming, let's do this first, let's talk another day?" ”

"Well, I will return to China next month, and I don't want to see a resentful face again."

"Of course, I'm Duke Jing's woman!"

Lincille picked up his phone, pointed it at the face on the screen, kissed it, and ended the video call.

She patted her skirt, turned the chair in a different direction, and replied crisply: "Come in!" ”

Although he was cleaved by his fiancé and divorced, except for Jing Jue, Lin Xier would never show a trace of sadness and decadence in front of anyone.

The door opened, and a maid walked in, looking a little strange, and said timidly, "Miss, there are guests." ”

"Guest?" Lincill's eyebrows furrowed, a little surprised.

With this attitude, could it be that Huang Dongyang is that guy again?

"Cyr?" A delicate voice came from outside the door.

Lin Cilhuo got up, her cheeks revealed a layer of green, and the maid immediately slipped away in a panic.

"Su Yunyi, you still dare to come!" She squeezed out the name almost from the teeth.

There was a woman in her early twenties standing by the door, with long hair and a shawl, a petite figure, delicate features, and a fashionable and elegant dress.

She walked up to Lincier, pursed her lips, and looked very obedient and timid, "Ciel, please don't do this, this was once my home, and you are my best friend." ”

"Huh!" Lincier interrupted her with a sharp sneer, "Put away your set, you have such a desire to perform, it's enough to show Ou Jiazhi, I'm not interested!" Say something quickly, get out of here if you have nothing to do! ”

Lincill, of course, is on fire!

Su Yunyi, her stepmother's niece, has lived in the Lin family since she was a child, eats and lives with her, and also goes abroad to study together.

She once thought that in addition to Jing Jue, Su Yunyi would be the most important friend and sister in her life.

But it's this good sister who hooked up with her fiancé!