This sentence alone ignited a prairie fire, and the sound of rain outside the window became louder and louder, covering up all noise.
Ren Zixian was bullied so hard that he raised his head to reveal his fair skin, his voice choked with tears, but his hands tightened around Lin Qingsong's neck, letting him leave kisses.
She never concealed her desires in front of Lin Qingsong, and she made him drunk every time.
Xiao Gui thought that Ren Zixian had been bullied and scratched at the door like crazy in the room, but no one had the time to pay attention to it.
Lin Qingsong was woken up by the alarm clock early in the morning. He felt the coldness around him and left him alone.
Lin Qingsong opened his eyes in confusion. His muted cell phone kept flashing. It was Wang Qi calling.
"Mr. Lin, I want you to go there."
"Have you finished investigating your matter?" Lin Qingsong seemed not to have heard the previous sentence.
Wang Qi paused for a moment: "Mr. Lin, they are still investigating."
Lin Qingsong stood in front of the window and lit a cigarette: "Let them do their job well and don't worry about anything else."
When Lin Xuedi was conducting archaeological excavations in the underground, he did not follow the prescribed protection and inhaled the corpse poison, which led to his death from the infection.
However, various signs have informed the Lin family that Lin Xuedi died in an accident, but Zhu Jinglan could not accept it.
Now that Lin Qingsong wants to investigate the matter again, his actions will naturally alarm Lin's father's people.
It was expected that Father Lin would want to see him.
Lin Qingsong got dressed and was about to go out when he felt that there seemed to be someone in the teahouse next door.
Ren Zixian was wrapped in a white blanket, hugging his body on the carpet in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, curling up and leaning on the sofa.
On the small table next to her is a boiling pot of tea in a small stove. The steam is steaming and the room is filled with the aroma of tea.
Ren Zixian was looking out the window in a daze, his long hair spread out and falling on the ground. His whole body was slender and fragile, and there were traces of last night's madness on his shoulders.
With such a beautiful view, Lin Qingsong's heart softened. He opened the door and walked into the teahouse with gentle steps, as if he was not aware of it.
"I'm leaving. If you haven't had enough sleep, just sleep a little longer." Lin Qingsong touched her head and lowered his voice.
Ren Zixian seemed to have come back to his senses at this moment, and nodded obediently: "When will you come back?"
Lin Qingsong's eyebrows jumped, and Ren Zixian's tone was as natural as if he was checking on his boyfriend who was about to go out.
They have a nurturing relationship, does Ren Zixian really regard him as a target?
He didn't know how to answer, and Ren Zixian didn't ask him to answer. Her attention was completely attracted by the rising tea smoke, and her eyes were blank as if she was still dreaming.
Lin Qingsong breathed a sigh of relief and ignored her, and went to Father Lin's residence as requested.
Lin's father, Lin Kaifeng, had been in charge of Lin's company for decades when he was young. Although he has been relegated to the second line now, his power is still there, and even Lin Qingsong cannot go against his will.
Lin Qingsong is the eldest son of the Lin family. He was born when Lin's father and Lin's mother were starting their own business. The two of them had high expectations for him.
Lin Xuedi is the youngest son of the Lin family. When he was born, the Lin Group had already gone through the most difficult period. The Lin family's parents naturally favored their youngest son.
Compared with Lin Qingsong, Lin's father and Lin's mother can be said to be indulgent to Lin Xuedi.
At any rate, Lin Xuedi was not spoiled by arrogance. Instead, she inherited Mother Lin's gentle temper and was as upright as the sun.
When Lin Xuedi died unexpectedly, the Lin family couldn't accept it and tried their best to pursue his case, but found nothing.
Lin Xuedi's death was a blow to Zhu Jinglan that was enough to destroy her. In the blink of an eye, a harmonious and happy family was completely shattered. Lin Qingsong knew very well that Zhu Jinglan preferred his younger son.
The investigation lasted for a year, and Lin Kaifeng finally accepted that his youngest son had indeed died in an accident.
But Zhu Jinglan's mental state worsened day by day, and she was even diagnosed with severe depression after hallucinations occurred.
In order to stop irritating Zhu Jinglan, Lin Kaifeng moved out of the Lin family's old house and stopped the unnecessary pursuit with a wave of his hand.
"I heard that you returned to your old home? How is your mother?" Lin Kaifeng asked.
"It's still the same." Lin Qingsong sat down, and a cup of hot coffee was delivered to him. "Lin's Medicine has decided to develop Texilisu."
Lin Kaifeng's eyes narrowed, and after a moment he said, "Okay, now that you've decided, just do it."
Four years ago, Lin's Pharmaceuticals developed a new neurological drug, Texilisu. While cooperating with Tokyo University, Lin Xuedi had an accident.
Because Lin Xuedi was a student at Tokyo University, the cooperation with Tokyo University was temporarily suspended.
Tesilishu's process from setting the project to applying for registration was flawless, except for the east wind.
It is natural to reopen now.
"I want to re-investigate Xuedi's matter."
As soon as Lin Kaifeng heard this, his face turned gloomy and he shouted sternly: "Don't do unnecessary things! Texirishu is a psychotropic drug that can bring benefits to the Lin family. I don't care what you do, but you have to distinguish the priorities. Don't Obsessed with the past!"
Uncle Bai, the housekeeper, heard Lin Kaifeng's voice inside and stood at the door anxiously looking in without daring to step forward.
Lin Qingsong stood upright.
"I told you, this was an accident!" Seeing that he was out of touch, Lin Kaifeng stood up and paced, "Xuedi is also my child. If someone really assassinates him, can I let the murderer go? Now that your mother has finally shown some signs of improvement, don't disturb her mind with Xuedi's incident!"
"Then you just watch Xuedi unable to rest in peace? I know Xuedi, he will not neglect protection at all!" Lin Qingsong looked directly at Lin Kaifeng, "I will not delay the project. I will send someone to investigate on my own."
Lin Kaifeng took a long breath: "Let me tell you the truth, if I can't find out about this matter, then it means that there is no problem at all. Lin can no longer provide you with any help. This matter has already been disclosed to the outside world." Is it a done deal? If it is revealed now, it will not only cause turmoil within the company, but also damage Lin's credibility."
Lin Qingsong lowered his eyes and listened, and Lin Kaifeng continued: "You were not in the country at the time. I checked everything I could find. Even if you check again now, nothing will change."
Both of them understood the tacit meaning, and Lin Kaifeng was not without doubts.
Zhu Jinglan obviously had something to hide. If what happened back then didn't really hit her too hard, there must be something fishy.
Lin Kaifeng tried his best to investigate and confirmed that this was an accident. If he checks again now, there is a high probability that there will be no results.
"But are you willing?" Lin Qingsong raised his eyes.
Lin Kaifeng fell silent, then turned around and returned to the second floor: "If you insist on having your own way, then don't let your mother worry anymore."
Wang Qi, who was waiting at the door, saw Lin Qingsong coming out and stepped forward to greet him: "Mr. Lin, your face doesn't look good. Do you need to call a doctor?"
Lin Qingsong was shocked to realize that the feeling of weakness all over his body might be due to illness. Maybe he was caught in the rain yesterday and had a fever today.
Even Wang Qi noticed something was wrong with him, but Lin Kaifeng didn't.
Lin Qingsong smiled bitterly in his heart.
"Or go to the hospital?" Wang Qi asked tentatively when he saw that Lin Qingsong didn't speak.
Lin Qingsong sat in the car and looked out the window at the wet asphalt road.
It is not uncommon for people to become mentally disturbed due to the death of a loved one.
But Zhu Jinglan, as a strong woman who started from scratch with Lin Kaifeng, is an extremely rational person and is not that fragile.
What's more, Lin Qingsong always has a trace of doubt in his heart.
Even if it was to reassure Jing Lan, Lin Qingsong would investigate Lin Xuedi's case clearly.
"Go back to the company and go to Director Lin to get the information about Lin Xuedi and Tesili Shu." Lin Qingsong ordered.
Wang Qi then looked solemn, and it seemed that Director Lin had agreed to Lin Qingsong's request.
Because of Lin Xuedi's accident, the Lin family was plunged into considerable turmoil.
It has only been a few years since the situation was stable. Mr. Lin will investigate Lin Xuedi's accident again. No matter what the purpose, the slightly stable situation will be broken.
Ren Zixian was in the laboratory making repair paste when he received a call from Wang Qi.
According to the restoration literature, the viscosity of the paste used is different. Ren Zixian took a brush and dipped it into the paste to observe the situation under the water.
The edge of the material that needs to be repaired this time is brittle and thin, so you need to use a slightly thinner paste. If you use a paste that is too thick, you will not be able to catch the fibers.
When Ren Zixian was making paste based on his experience, Wang Qi called.
"Who do you think has a fever?"
"Mr. Lin has a fever." Wang Qi whispered, as if he was afraid of disturbing anyone's rest, "It should be because of the rain yesterday."
Lin Qingsong is the eldest son of Lin Kaifeng, and he is also stubborn. He insists on starting from the most difficult line and climbing up to his current position step by step.
I once went to a construction site, stayed up late to revise plans, stayed up all night with clients, and drank until I was unconscious at the wine table for an order.
Therefore, I suffered from gastrointestinal problems at a young age, and now I haven't eaten for a day and been soaked in the rain in my old house. Naturally, I can't bear it and my face is a little pale.
Ren Zixian listened to Wang Qi's talk on the opposite side and glanced at Professor Mo Wen who was looking at ancient paintings against the light: "I can't leave here and go back early. Can he go to the hospital?"
"Well, the doctor has already seen it. I mean, you can help take care of it."
Wang Qi's words were a bit hasty. Although Ren Zixian has been taken care of by Lin Qingsong for two years, the relationship between the two has always been tepid.
Mr. Lin has always been generous to his lovers, and it is not uncommon for him to give a car to his suite on a whim.
If other little lovers want to stick to Lin Qingsong's side all the time to increase their favorability.
Just looking at Ren Zixian's attitude towards Mr. Lin, he shouldn't miss such a good opportunity to ask for help.
Professor Mo Wen noticed her gaze: "What's wrong?"
Ren Zixian could only answer: "A... friend was sick and was sent to my house."
Professor Mo Wen raised his eyebrows: "Then go back quickly and take good care of me."
As the professor got older, he paid more attention to the relationship between relatives and friends. When he heard that a patient in Ren Zixian's family was sick, he immediately approved the leave.
Ren Zixian had no choice but to return to the villa with his information, and saw Wang Qi and Lin Qingsong's assistant guarding the living room.
As soon as he saw Ren Zixian, Wang Qi immediately stepped forward: "Mr. Lin has taken medicine and is resting inside. Please take good care of him."
Wang Qi naturally knew how much Ren Zixian cared about Lin Qingsong.
At that party that year, Wang Qi witnessed the entire process of Ren Zixian falling in love.
In the past, he didn't believe in love at first sight. He could only say that beauty can mislead people. It turns out that men with lust can also mislead people.
Ren Zixian actually stayed devotedly by Lin Qingsong's side for two full years. Even Wang Qi found it incredible.
Seeing that Ren Zixian was so unethical, Wang Qi also hated the fact that iron cannot become steel.
Ren Zixian didn't know Wang Qi's inner thoughts, so he walked upstairs alone, and turned around to see Wang Qi and his assistant still standing.
"Anything else?"
