A shot in Mr. Lin's heart

Chapter 227

Lin Ye picked her up and went into the bathroom.

After washing up, Ji Nian sat on the sofa and tuned up a horror movie to watch.

Lin Ye cut a plate of fruit and brought it over, put it on the coffee table, and then sat down next to Ji Nian.

Ji Nian chuckled, leaned into his arms, looked up at him with a smile, "Feed me some fruit."

Lin Ye smiled lightly and took the plate of fruit back into his hand, picked an apple for her and brought it to his lips, Ji Nian bit it and sighed: "This is a wonderful life."

Lin Ye's eyes dimmed, and he was about to speak when the phone rang suddenly. He picked it up and hummed a few times before putting down the fruit.

"What's wrong?" Ji Nian sat up a little bit and looked at him.

Could it be some case?

Lin Ye lowered his head and tapped her lips, stood up with a smile in his eyes, "I'll go downstairs to get a takeaway."

"Okay." Ji Nian bit the apple and lowered his head, his face was blushing.

The TV was on a wonderful place, Ji Nian was covering the quilt and staring intently, when the doorbell rang suddenly.

Her first reaction was Lin Ye, but the door lock of her house was fingerprinted, and Lin Ye had recorded it.

She frowned and stood up, walked over to look into the cat's eyes, and saw a group of people, with two tall men at the head, blocking the people behind.

Since Lin Ye is not at home, Ji Nian naturally dare not open the door.

She is not a fool, with so many people, if they come with bad intentions, she will bump into them like a two hundred and five, one of the proper victims list.

Ji Nian quietly looked through the cat's eyes, and lowered his head to send a message to Lin Ye.

Seeing that the door was not opened, those people seemed to turn around to discuss something, but they still had no intention of leaving.

Lin Ye got on the elevator with his breakfast, frowned at Ji Nian's message, and hurriedly called.

Ji Nian quickly picked it up.

Lin Ye asked: "How is it?"

"It's not outside the door anymore, I don't know if it's gone." Ji Nian said.

Lin Ye said in a deep voice, "I'm in the elevator, come over right away, don't be afraid."

"What am I afraid of?" Ji Nian glanced into the cat's eyes and said emptyly, "Hurry up, I'm hungry."

"Well, come." Lin Ye hung up the phone and stared at the rising floor.

The elevator door opened, Lin Ye raised his eyes, his face didn't show much expression, but the group of people in front of him were stunned when they saw him.

It's rare to see so many people on one floor.

Lin Ye raised his eyebrows, stepped out of the elevator and glanced at those people.

According to visual inspection, there are nine people, including old and young, men and women. In addition to the two bodyguards in black, there is also an old man in a wheelchair. He looks about five or sixty years old. There is a little boy next to the man. , looking only eleven or twelve years old, with a proud face.

Scanning, he frowned and saw a somewhat familiar person.

It seems to be called... Cheng Ran?
He stepped forward and asked quietly, "Is there something wrong?"

No one around spoke, the old man in the wheelchair said, "Is this Ji Nian's house?"

Lin Ye was noncommittal, "Is there anything you can do with her?"

The man sighed, "She'll know us when she sees us."

Lin Ye pursed his lips, didn't continue to answer, walked straight to the door, opened and closed the door in one go.

People outside: "..."

The old man in the wheelchair was a little sullen, "Cheng Ran, are you sure that Nian Nian lives here?"

Cheng Ran quickly stepped forward and squatted down, "Dad, I'm sure, I've been in there before!"

The old man took a few deep breaths, "Then why did this man use his fingerprints to get in!"

"I don't know either, Dad. Ji Nian has been away for so many years, and none of us can guarantee her character." Cheng Ran said with a frown.

The man behind the little boy smiled. He looked like he was only in his twenties, and he was full of arrogance.

He looked at Cheng Ran and said slowly, "If you want to say that she is indiscreet, you can say it clearly. It's a waste of brains to beat around the bush."

(End of this chapter)