Lin Qingge frowned. Although Su Qianfeng was old, his body was still strong.
She treated his knife wound last time and found nothing wrong?
Why does this sound like an excuse?
The gaze from the corner of his eyes glanced at Chu Nanfeng. He was picking up the tea cup, and there was nothing unusual about his handsome face.
Sure enough, there was nothing wrong with her idea, so that was an excuse.
Besides, what is the relationship between Chu Nanfeng and Su Yunting? Chu Nanfeng definitely knew about the arrangements made by the Su family.
Then she picked up the teacup, gently moved the tea leaves with a tureen, and took a sip to warm her body.
Lin Shuquan's chat with Zhou Chengzhang and Chu Nanfeng was not very lively, but they were all figures in the court, and they only talked about things that were not sensitive and that everyone could talk about. People who don't know about it look at it and think they are enjoying themselves.
"Qingge," Lin Shuquan suddenly looked at Lin Qingge, with a fatherly smile that he was not used to, "You haven't been back for a long time. Go to the kitchen with your mother and Qiuyue. If there are any dishes you don't like, change them. Lose."
Lin Qingge was drinking tea with his head down, but when he heard this, he looked up, with a hint of sarcasm flashing between his eyebrows.
You've only been in for a few minutes and you're already ready to start something?
Then I thought, they came here today to watch a big show, so they might as well just go with the flow.
Then she put down her tea cup, stood up and said, "Mrs. Lin, second girl, shall we go then?"
Lin Qiuyue, who always considered herself the eldest lady in the family, was very dissatisfied with the word '二' in 'Second Girl', but she couldn't vent it.
Mrs. Lin stood up with a smile: "Your father just loves you, let's go. Let the men talk, and we three will go to the kitchen to take a closer look."
Lin Qingge lowered his head and glanced at Chu Nanfeng, who happened to look up at her as well.
Their eyes met and they said nothing.
…
Lin Qingge followed Mrs. Lin and Lin Qiuyue out of the hall and entered the inner courtyard.
Going around the winding path, it became more and more secluded. It was not the direction to the kitchen at all.
Lin Qingge stopped and said, "If you have anything to say, just tell me. Even if you really have the ability to make me disappear here quietly tonight, there is still no way to make Chu Nanfeng not go crazy, right?"
Mrs. Lin turned to look at her: "In your eyes, do we do everything we do to plot against you?"
"If you really want to do me good, why don't you just tell me why the coffin is empty."
The so-called burial ground of the original owner's biological mother was an empty coffin, which was the biggest doubt in Lin Qingge's mind.
If you can’t find out clearly, it’s ultimately a mental illness.
"In your eyes, what kind of person is your father?" Mrs. Lin answered the question inappropriately.
Lin Qingge raised an eyebrow: "Father? Ha, I think Lin Qiuyue may have a more standard answer to this question."
Her attitude was very clear. Lin Shuquan was nothing more than a father to her. As for Lin Qiuyue, she had been favored and treated coldly by Lin Shuquan, so she was better able to answer this question.
Mrs. Lin was silent for a few seconds and sighed softly: "You are right. In his eyes, his family, country and world are all important. What does the so-called children and wife mean?"
Family, country and world? Lin Qingge even felt that Lin Shuquan was seeking a position of power.
It's just that others are in the court and seeking greater success.
She pulled her lips symbolically: "Mrs. Lin, don't you want to talk to me about your husband here? Firstly, I'm not interested, and secondly, in such a cold weather, I really don't have the leisure time."
"Qingge," Mrs. Lin met her eyes and became more serious, "I never really wanted your forgiveness. Everything I did was for my children. I have no regrets."
"Why, do you still want me to praise you?"
Lin Qingge retorted, but in his heart he was envious.
She was an orphan in her previous life and never felt the warmth of home, let alone her mother's care.
The original owner's memory of his mother was also very thin, but Mrs. Lin's love for Lin Qiuyue was very passionate.
No matter how vicious Mrs. Lin is and how ruthless she is, her love for her daughter is truly unreserved, which even makes Lin Qingge a little envious in her heart.
But it was impossible for her to praise Mrs. Lin. She was the one who was hurt, and she was asked to praise Mrs. Lin. She had no brains!
Mrs. Lin gritted her molar teeth: "I just want to tell you that some things are far from what you see on the surface. Dealing with you has no real meaning for us. What I want to do is to make Qiuyue's future smooth, Anything that affects this could not have been done by me.”
"Oh." Lin Qingge responded and turned around and left without staying any longer.
Some people have different positions, which makes communication with each other meaningless.
She returned to the hall, and Lin Shuquan had already taken Zhou Chengzhang to the flower hall.
Chu Nanfeng expressed that he wanted to wait for Lin Qingge, but Lin Shuquan tried to persuade him without forcing him, so he left his servants to wait with him in the hall.
Chu Nanfeng sat quietly on the chair, with no expression on his handsome face, and no emotion in his dark eyes.
Hearing the movement at the door, he looked up and saw Lin Qingge walking in. He got up and walked over.
"Chu Nanfeng." She raised her eyes and looked at the man in front of her, "Do you have any memory of your mother?"
"She passed away when I was six years old." Chu Nanfeng held her hand and said, "Let's go eat."
"Then we are really like, basically we don't know what it feels like to be loved by your mother."
"Our children will not suffer such injustice."
Yeah?
Who knows what will happen in the future?
Back then, Chu Nanfeng's parents didn't expect that he would end up with such a cold temper after losing his father when he was young, right?
They walked out side by side, and Lin Qingge couldn't help but whisper: "Will Mr. Su come?"
There are so many ways to come if you really want to, just like there are countless reasons for not wanting to come.
Chu Nanfeng said in a calm tone: "He won't come."
"Then what are we going to do?"
"The current head of the Su family is Su Qizheng. If anything happens, the head of the family will come forward. There is no need for Mr. Su to come over. Someone will come over about this matter, don't worry."
Su Qi was coming over, and the scene was really exciting.
You must know that from the beginning, they didn't play much against each other.
Lin Qingge pursed her lips, and Chu Nanfeng continued: "Leave everything to me, you don't have to worry."
…
After dinner, the servants quickly removed the plates and served snacks, fruits and tea.
It was a gloomy and rainy weather, and it got dark very early outside.
Lin Qingge sat bored at the table, too lazy to ask about the court affairs, and all he could think about was when he could leave.
Finally, Lin Shuquan talked about what she was interested in: "I originally wanted to meet Mr. Su with a few of us today, but God can't help us. It's getting dark now, and the way back to Beijing is difficult, so why not stay here for one night?" ? Anyway, Mr. Su will be here tomorrow morning, so you don’t need to run back and forth."
Zhou Chengzhang took a sip of tea and said, "Are you disturbing Prime Minister Lin?"
