Chapter 671: Stories within Stories

The shade of the trees is dense, and the sunlight shines obliquely through the window.

A pair of figures were reflected on the wall, overlapping and merging.

Ding Li put one of his long legs on the sofa, leaving a little space in front of him for Lin Yiyi to sit next to him.

Holding hands, face to face, so close that even an argument would seem inappropriate.

He knew for sure that she was indebted to him, so he calmly used facts to refute her theory, "Yiyi, it's not that I don't believe you, but reality is better than emotion."

"Think about it from another perspective. You have always refused to marry me and dragged it on like this. Now you are using your friendship as a cover to inquire about things for other men."

"No matter what your starting point is, from my perspective, I feel that your relationship with him is not ordinary."

“……” Alas, that’s true. Anyone would have doubts.

Lin Yiyi was a little embarrassed. If she thought about things logically, it was inevitable that her partner would be angry.

She can do it with a clear conscience, but sometimes people judge by actions rather than by their hearts.

Ding Li peeked at her expression and continued to hold her to make his position clear, "To be honest, I don't like him, and I don't like you having any contact with him."

"You are the one I love. If you get too close to other men or care too much about men other than me, I will be jealous."

“…”

Faced with his confession, Lin Yiyi could only remain silent, because she had no way to defend herself. She just felt that she was irresponsible and had done all the bad things a woman could do.

What she did to Zhao Sheng became irrelevant in her carefully crafted words.

Now he was asking around for information for him, and he had overturned his previous statement that he had nothing to do with him.

Ding Li looked at her trembling eyelashes and her pitiful appearance but he couldn't bear to force her, so he could only compromise and help her.

"Don't worry about his affairs, leave it all to me."

"You handle it?" Lin Yiyi turned her head to look at him, surprised at his magnanimity, and felt even more indebted to him because of Ding Li's rational way of handling things.

"Are you going to help me go see the young master of the Zhong family?"

He shook his chin, looking at the same watch on her wrist as his, and used only the most ingenious way to make her business their business.

Ding Li has been good at getting everything he wants since he was a child, and playing tricks is just a common thing for him, "No, instead of guessing based on the appearance of the young master of the Zhong family.

It would be better to send the news to Zhao Sheng and let him dig deeper himself."

"After all, no one likes to be arranged by others."

Lin Yiyi showed her delight and agreed with his statement. If Zhao Sheng had known that there was something wrong with his identity but had ignored it, she would have done something bad by exposing him.

"You're right, but how do we do it?"

When Lin Yiyi heard Ding Li ask someone to run errands and bring the expired newspaper to Zhao Sheng, she felt that he was efficient and handled the matter in the most appropriate way without having to show up in person.

She leaned on his shoulder, her face showing relief after resolving the problem, and her tone was also a little more relaxed.

"Eli, you are really smart. Your method is much better than my roundabout way of verifying the facts."

Ding Li pursed his lips, his eyes were full of mischief, and he tilted his chin slightly to kiss her, "You can tell me anything in the future, and we can solve it together. The most feared thing in a relationship is concealment."

"good."

Lin Yiyi felt a little itchy at the center of her forehead where he had kissed her. She reached out and scratched it, feeling a little wet. She glared at him with disgust, "Why did you purse your lips before kissing me? It's easy to get ringworm."

Ding Li did it on purpose and kissed her several times.

This caused the person in his arms to roll his eyes again.

…

After Butler Mo found the bundles of old newspapers in the warehouse, Lin Yiyi was worried that Zhao Sheng would throw away the newspapers after seeing that the date was from last year, so she made a red mark on them with a pen.

Thinking that she had left him a letter once, she was afraid that he would recognize the notes.

He started to draw circles and write with his left hand, and wrote down in detail the information he had heard from Sun Fei.

After resolving a worry in her heart, Lin Yiyi returned to a leisurely and comfortable life. The answer she had been delaying gradually became clear as she interacted with Ding Li.

According to the normal timeline of love, except for the passionate period of the first one or two months.

The subsequent interactions were all about discovering each other's shortcomings and contradictions.

But the more I get along with Ding Li, the better I feel about him. He respects, takes responsibility, keeps his word, understands, trusts, loves, is patient, and always keeps my promise.

And the most important thing is that he never forces her. He always explains everything to her and considers her feelings.

Everyone in the Ding family, including when she went to his grandfather's house, treated her very well.

These attitudes all depend on how much Ding Li values ​​her.

When it comes to a boyfriend’s sweet companionship, he qualifies.

In terms of material foundation and character as a husband, as well as the genetic IQ of the next generation, he is qualified.

The moon was bright at night and the stars were sparse. After carefully considering everything as if she was making a spreadsheet, Lin Yiyi took out the brocade box from the drawer and saw the heart-beating diamond ring.

When she tried it on for the first time, she thought the size might not be right, but unexpectedly it was just right.

Everything is just right.

…

There are floating dust particles in the sunlight. The stronger the light, the more obvious the dust particles are.

The TV was broadcasting news about women rescued from South Asia. Maybe the antenna was not in a good position, so the TV picture was a little numb and rustling.

Zhao Sheng ran to the north to move his belongings for several nights in a row. Since he had no one he could trust, he had to do it himself, which really exhausted him.

He lay on the bed with his eyes closed, thinking about what to do with those gold nuggets.

I rested until lunch time and prepared to go downstairs to eat, but when I was closing the door, I unexpectedly found an old newspaper stuck on the iron bars.

I was going to throw it away, but I checked it out of habit.

Zhao Sheng didn't have much feeling when he saw the red mark and pictures inside, even though the middle-aged man in the pictures looked like him.

But with so many people in the world, it is inevitable that there will be similar people.

Until I saw clearly what was written on it: Zhong Jiaxu’s birthday is August 1, 1950.

Zhao Shengcai finally understood the meaning of this roundabout and indirect notification.

The crooked and deliberately ugly handwriting makes people frown.

But he was born in the north, so how could he be related to Mr. Zhong from Hong Kong?

He didn't know what the intention of the person behind this was, but the doubt that came to his door did make Zhao Sheng want to verify it.

“Ring, ring, ring—”

The sudden ringing of the phone interrupted his thoughts. He had to put the newspaper matter aside for the time being. After answering the call, Zhao Sheng changed into black work clothes, put on his waterproof bag and went downstairs to eat.

By the time we arrived at the warehouse, four fully-equipped gang members had gathered.

Ding Yan saw that everyone had gathered before he began to explain the mission, "You have security work tomorrow. Send an important person to South Asia to attend a meeting, and then send him back to Hong Kong safely after the meeting."

"He has a special status, and safety is the top priority. If we do this well, it will benefit everyone."

In fact, Ding Yan should go on the escort mission, but considering this person's special identity and the unsafe situation in South Asia, there will definitely be a lot of trouble in the process.

The most important thing is that the little bastard will also go there. If he does a good job, everything will be fine. If the little bastard has any problems, the old man will definitely scold him and say that he is doing bad things.

In order to avoid suspicion, they simply let Zhao Sheng fill the gap. Although he has not been in the gang for long, his skills are impeccable.

Everything was arranged properly, and the two teams met together that afternoon to develop a detailed work distribution process.

All nine members are agile martial artists, and with the latest set of gun accessories, it can be seen how special the person they are escorting is.

In the early morning of the next day, a speed ship set sail for South Asia.