At this moment, the footsteps of a group of people were heard outside the door. Lin Mu looked at the people who came in outside the door, and the leader was Zheng Qimin's grandmother, the old lady who had been drinking red wine to nourish her beauty and prolong her life. According to Zheng Xuan, she should be Lu Yinhuan, a disciple of Master Xu Beihong more than 70 years ago. Master Xu had already driven west, but he didn't expect his students to live in the real world.

The old lady must have been excited, walking faster than usual, and trembling. Mother Zheng, who followed behind, supported her. But when it is said to be a support, it just looks like a support, and the hands are more of a fall prevention action. Presumably, the old lady has been so strong in her life, and the older she gets, the more dissatisfied she is with the years. The daughter-in-law has been with her for many years and knows a lot about her living habits and behavior, so she doesn't dare to get involved too deeply.

He was followed by someone who Lin Mu was familiar with, but he couldn't tell whether she was Zheng Qimin or Zheng Qine. The clothes he wore were not the same as Zheng Qine's clothes in the evening, but Lin Mu had never seen Zheng Qimin wear them. So he couldn't tell the difference. But there is no point in studying all this - Lin Mu felt sad in his heart, and now, it is impossible for him and Zheng Qimin to do so. It's ironic to think about it, they still eat together as boyfriends at noon, but in the evening, they become enemies.

I don't know what Zheng Qimin thinks in her heart, but looking at her expression, she is very calm, and she can't see the slightest ripple. What is in front of her, if she participates, or even if she knows a little, it is impossible to be so calm. So Lin Mu felt that this person was not Zheng Qimin, it must be Zheng Qine. He even had to believe that the person in front of him was Zheng Qine.

The light in the room was very bright, shining on Zheng Qimin's delicate face, and she didn't even glance at the woods.

Understood, all this, from front to back, from the beginning to the present, is a huge conspiracy, a big game of chess. The layout is deep in heart, with deep intentions, and in terms of sophistication and ruthlessness, it should be rare in the world. Lin Mu thought to himself, okay, this is the so-called fate.

If she is not the only son of the Lin family, or she is not Zheng Xuan's daughter, how happy and beautiful they should be together! All longing will follow, and all troubles will be solved. They live together, live together, spend a few years, raise a few children, and have a happy and free relationship with the world. This idyllic beauty once flashed in Lin Mu's mind, but Shi Ye was also lucky, born in the Zheng family and the Lin family, they didn't have a choice. It may be more realistic to accept the outcome of success and defeat.

Lin Mu closed his eyes tightly, he couldn't bear to see her, and he didn't want to see anyone in the Zheng family.

Then, naturally, he heard the sound of the lid being opened, and then it was supposed to be a painting that had been carefully taken out, and then they slowly unfolded the scroll, admired it carefully, and celebrated each other.

All of this, which originally belonged to the happy time of the Lin family, has now been converted to another family as the sun rises in the east and sets in the west, and the moon waxes and wanes. That is to say, the sunrise in the northeast and the rain in the southwest, a few families are happy and a few are sad.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes suddenly, and the light stimulated him strongly, and he was in a trance. Because he heard a voice that made him even more trance-like, from Ms. Lu, Mrs. Zheng.