chapter 142

Lin Yong looked at Lin Yan, but if he didn't refute her words, her mind was not full of power and love.

Lin Yong admits that he is greedy, has seen some conveniences, and has endless desires.

I hate the abandonment of the Lin family, but I don't hate Lin Yan.

After a while, Lin Yong asked her, "In your eyes, am I not a good person?"

Lin Yan bent down, packed preserved fruits and put them in glass jars, "If you are a good person, then what are you afraid of, go directly to the auction and Minhang Zhougang, it's money."

To put it lightly, Lin Yong stroked the armrest of the chair, raised his head, and looked at the setting sun in the sky. The old house of the Lin family is located on a hillside, a century-old residence. There are no tall buildings nearby, only green trees, and every sunset is on that slope. , he has seen it two or three times.

There used to be a popular saying in Hong Kong that the deepest villas are all on the mountainside, the air is good, the quietness is the best, and the Fengshui is the old house of the Lin family and the old house of the Min family.

"Minhangzhou is forcing me, I won't take the bait."

The police ask for evidence. There are some things that everyone knows well. If there is no evidence, the police will not intervene.

Lin Yong has a lot of criminal evidence against Sanfang money laundering in his hands. Once he has a loophole and is targeted, the prison sentence will be even harsher.

Since Min Hangzhou married Lin Yan, he has been in contact with the Lin family too much. Min Hangzhou knows the dirty things about the Lin family like the back of his hand, and he has iron proofs for everything.

"You have two choices, either fight secretly with the Min family to the end, or turn around and testify and accuse." Lin Yan said with a hint of persuasion, "Grandpa hopes that you will take the second option and be an upright person. As for Jinmao Bay, the Lin family has privately I will give you compensation."

Lin Yong turned his head to look at the house, turned his head back, and lowered his head to make tea, "He only remembered my surname Lin at this time." He looked at the tea and went through the water, and continued, "What's the use."

Lin Yan tilted his head and asked, "Is the income from the Grand Theater not enough for you to spend?"

"It's not good to be Mrs. Min?" Lin Yong asked back, "Why did you go back to the Lin family to grab the inheritance?"

A few minutes passed, Lin Yan put the lid on, hugged the glass jar with her arms full, and left a jar for Lin Yong when she passed by Lin Yong.

Lin Yong stared, his fingers froze in place when he squeezed the lid of the pot.

Lin Yan didn't look back, Lin Yong got up and left, "Don't be too strict, it has nothing to do with you."

The sun disappeared completely, and the lights in the house came on.

The old man pushed the wheelchair out by himself, Lin Yan stopped, bent over and smiled, "Are you willing to wake up?"

The old man quietly looked at Lin Yan for a while, then motioned to the glass jar in Lin Yan's arms, "It's for you, take it home and eat."

The night in Hong Kong City came very early, Lin Yan stayed in the old house for dinner before leaving.

The car was driving on Jiangjin Road, when the phone rang, Qin Tao was drunk and made the wrong number.

"Okay Yi Wanwan, I love you, you can't see, did I break the law, what are you fighting for?"

Qin Tao likes Wanwan, and this kind of love can be pursued with all his might at the beginning, but it will subtly change, Wanwan's inattention, Qin Tao's past, once intensified, the two sides can't get along, leading to big conflicts.

He hoped that Wanwan would bow her head first, and then he would compromise.

"If you don't hold my little hand, you can control me holding someone else's hand? Think about it, I haven't held anyone's hand for a while, so tell me where I am wrong."

"Wanwan, if you don't want to part with me, just tell me, and you will come down when I give you the steps."

Lin Yan didn't answer, just listened quietly, the cheers and music of men and women came from over there.

Qin Tao talked endlessly, and Lin Yan didn't listen carefully to the specifics, which was none of her business.

Lin Yan didn't want to intervene, so he asked for persuasion.

Instead, he heard a taunt from the game console, spike carrier killed.

The nail carrier is out.

"Brother Tao, who are you calling?"

A charming girl's voice.

Lin Yan frowned, hung up the phone and told the big guy to turn around and go to the bar.

The big man hesitated for a while, and said, "Miss Lin, the boss told you to go home early, and you should not go out too much because of your body."

Lin Yanzhi asked, "What else did your boss say?"

The big man lowered his head and smiled, "The boss said, don't get used to her."

Lin Yan was flipping through his mobile phone to play. Hearing this sentence, he looked sideways at the bustling lights outside the car window. He dug out the WeChat account of Minhangzhou, pressed the voice button, and smiled slightly at the corner of his lips, "I'm not used to me? I want to come back later." Can I go home?"

The big man had goosebumps, and he almost wanted to step on the gas, but the voice was as warm as the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and it hooked so well, who could resist it.

Lin Yan put his mobile phone in his bag and did not wait for Minhangzhou's reply.

Men and women were reveling on the dance floor, and there were confetti floating down. Lin Yan didn't want to smell the smoke, so he went up to the second floor with a mask on.

Looking into the eyes, Qin Tao was lying on the sofa hugging a pink panther, motionless, with a pitiful look of being broken up without holding his hands, and was so drunk that he couldn't tell the difference.

Next to him is a woman in a pink skirt who is taking care of Qin Tao. It's Chunchun.

Young Master Qin put his arms around Pink Panther, and when he noticed a woman approaching, he immediately changed his face, "You are not Wanwan, Wanwan ignores me, Wanwan only hits me."

Chunchun smiled, raised his hand and gently slapped Qin Tao, leaned over and whispered in Qin Tao's ear, but he didn't know what to say.Look at the shape of my mouth, do I look like your Wanwan this time?Chunchun has been with Qin Tao before, but the two have never been serious. Chunchun is an internet celebrity.In Hong Kong City, talking about fake sex with Qin Tao can go viral all over the Internet. Qin Tao and his kind, the lace news is super high. Today, Chunchun tomorrow, Coco is the only son of Qin's real estate.

Until Lin Yan took off his mask and approached.

Chunchun discovered Lin Yan's existence.

Chunchun sat up and said hello, "Hello, I know you, you are a star, and you are Tao's best friend."

Lin Yan nodded.

"Brother Tao is drunk, his clothes are all wet, I just take care of him."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yan found it interesting, and explained without asking the other party anything.

Chunchun was very hot, and even worried that Lin Yan would not want to talk to him, and planned to come up and hug Lin Yan's arm. contact, for fear of assassination."

Chunchun was embarrassed by this behavior, and could still ask Lin Yan with a smile on his face, "Do you still remember, we met several times, a long time ago, at Brother Tao's house."

Lin Yan walked up to Qin Tao and smiled slightly, "Going home, Young Master Qin."

Qin Tao returned to his senses in a daze, "It's impossible to drink fake wine, the hallucination is so serious."

Qin Tao grunted and shook his face, but Lin Yan didn't move.

Chunchun brought warm water over and put it on Qin Tao's shoulders, "Brother Tao, drink the water first."

Lin Yan said to Chunchun, "He's drunk, so he may regard you as his girlfriend, and his girlfriend is still waiting for him to come home."

Chunchun didn't refute, and let go of the hem of Qin Tao's clothes.

Qin Tao's face was full of drunkenness, and he looked at Lin Yan with loose eyes.

Looking at each other, Lin Yan had a playful expression, "Young Master Qin, the Shanghai Composite Index has turned green."

As soon as it was mentioned, Qin Tao instantly regained consciousness, turned his head, the big man moved quickly, and helped Qin Tao take it out.

"Why is this, the prisoner? Have you never heard of the young master's name?"

When I went out, I saw Wanwan standing under the street lamp, wrapped in a thin apricot-colored sweater, looking at Qin Tao with disappointment.

Lin Yan walked over and pulled Wanwan into the car: "Let's go home."

Qin Tao was stuffed into the co-pilot by the big man, Qin Tao wanted to throw up wine, and was driven mad by the big man.

(End of this chapter)

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