Laoxiangkou is located in the center of Shenyang City, and finally this land will be started after successive demolitions in recent years. Lin Qinglin was standing in the demolished ruins at the moment, looking at the scene in front of him, and the hand holding the mobile phone seemed to be slowly trembling.

"Qinglin? Where is it uncomfortable? Assistant Han Bochen saw that her expression was unnatural and asked with concern.

Lin Qinglin was dressed in a neat black suit, her shoulder-length hair fluttered in the wind behind her back, and she could smell the refreshing shampoo in the air...... Sad.

"No, no. I'm probably a little tired. "Yes, she's tired, and she feels physically and mentally exhausted every day.

"Did you stay up late again yesterday? I've told you many times that the work can never be done, and I just don't listen. Han Bochen is very distressed, and she is always angry, she likes to force herself.

"I didn't expect this place to be completely demolished." Lin Qinglin didn't seem to be able to hear the sounds around him, and sighed in his heart.

Laoxiangkou is the largest shantytown in Shenyang City, and the people living here are the people at the bottom, so the demolition work is more difficult than anywhere else, and everyone wants a huge amount of money for relocation.

So much so that the demolition work here was carried out for three whole years.

After the demolition is completed, the city's largest landmark building will be re-planned and built, and although Lin Qinglin is the general manager of Platinum Hotel Group, he has always been very concerned about this land.

"What's wrong? It's like you're familiar with this place. Han Bochen came back from studying abroad when Lin Qinglin was the general manager in his second year, and becoming her assistant was also due to many coincidences, and his past for Lin Qinglin was ...... It's not so clear, and of course I can't understand the importance of the old alley to Lin Qinglin.

"Well, it's familiar, I've lived here for about a year." The faint tone, the indifferent expression, faded to ...... It seems that these are memories as long as the last century, but they are vivid in my mind.

"How is that possible?" Han Bochen didn't believe it.

Who is Lin Qinglin? She is the only granddaughter of Lin Liming, a national hotel tycoon, who has been a daughter since she was a child, with the best education and the best material foundation, which is not compatible with the decay and dilapidation of the old alley.

"There are several families living in a house here, there is no separate kitchen, only a common cooking space, and the sound insulation of the house is also very bad, and the whole building can know if there is a quarrel."

The scene Lin Qinglin said was that Han Bochen couldn't imagine the trajectory she really lived in, but why?

"I don't think you're missed."

"yes...... I really miss it. Lin Qinglin raised her head and looked at the sky, she tried very hard to keep her tears from falling with gravity.

Regarding Lao Xiangkou, it was an accident in her life, if you can hope that it will be an accident that she will never wake up for the rest of her life. No matter how dilapidated the house is, no matter how dilapidated the environment is, it is only because of the existence of that person...... This is the sense of belonging that has really given her "home".

Han Bochen stood not far behind Lin Qinglin, this woman was full of mysteries, inexplicably attractive, whenever he felt that he was close enough to her, she was so far away and unreal.

Women who are too accustomed to hiding their true hearts always live harder, and how hard do they have to work to pretend to be so calm?