Chapter 427 Lin Rushuang is going abroad
Lin Rushuang's pupils trembled, and at that moment it seemed as if time had stopped. Only Lin Rushuang was left staring at He Tingchen like that, and it took her a long time to come back to her senses.
"He Tingchen, I'm not used to your sudden and affectionate confession to me."
Especially when he looked at someone with such affectionate eyes, she had never noticed before that He Tingchen, such an indifferent person, could be so affectionate when looking at someone.
It looks a bit like Want Want turned yellow.
He Tingchen snorted lightly, stretched out his hand and scratched her nose, and the corners of his eyebrows and eyes seemed to be tinged with a smile at this moment.
"Then I'll confess to you every day from now on, just get used to it."
Lin Rushuang's mind immediately began to imagine what it would be like if He Tingchen confessed to her every day, and she couldn't help but tremble all over.
She pulled He Tingchen to the bed and laid him down: "Okay, okay, let's not discuss this anymore. I have goosebumps all over my body. Let's get some rest."
The next day.
He Tingchen moved the suitcase to the entrance early.
Lin Rushuang stood in front of the dressing mirror and took a look at her outfit today. The sunlight outside the window made her face look even clearer and whiter, and the sunlight could even clearly see the fine hairs on her face.
He Tingchen walked over and reached out to adjust the collar of her shirt. His fingertips accidentally brushed across her collarbone, causing a slight shudder.
"Remember to send me a message when you get there. Go to the hotel and rest after landing. Don't worry."
His voice was low and tinged with sleepiness, but every word was clear.
Lin Rushuang turned around, stood on tiptoe, and pecked him on the chin: "I see, Mr. He, you're even more nagging than Aunt Wang."
He Tingchen grabbed her rebellious hand, placed it on his lips and bit it gently: "Isn't it because I'm afraid that some people won't take care of their own health when they're busy?"
He pulled out a small thermos from his bag and said, "I made this lotus seed soup with Aunt Wang. Drink it on the way. Don't let them drink it."
Lin Rushuang took the thermos, felt the warmth in her hand, and couldn't help laughing. He Tingchen didn't look like he was sending her to the airport at all. He looked like he was sending his daughter to school in kindergarten.
The cell phone vibrated at this moment. Lin Rushang glanced at the screen and was a little surprised that Yang Xin called her so early.
"Why are you up so early? Did the child wake you up?"
She walked to the balcony and answered the phone with a cheerful voice. She didn't want Yang Xin to feel that she cared about her physical illness and thus add pressure to her.
She knew Yang Xin's personality, and she should treat her as a normal person at this time.
There was a suppressed cough from the other end of the phone, and Yang Xin's voice was heavily nasal.
"Rushuang? I heard you're going abroad. What are you going to do there? Will Mr. He accompany you?"
"If Mr. He doesn't have time, I can go with you."
A hint of relief appeared in Lin Rushang's eyes and eyebrows. Yang Xin was still the same Yang.
She hurriedly said, "No, I'm going to get a doctor. Yang Xin, don't worry about your situation. I'm telling you, this foreign doctor is very skilled. I've looked it up, and his surgery success rate is 89%."
"So you must not have too much psychological pressure."
Yang Xin was a little surprised when he heard this.
"You want to go abroad to find a doctor for me? No, it's too much trouble. Besides, I'm not as fragile as you think. I've thought it through. If I can treat this disease, I'll treat it. If I can't, forget it."
"I'm waiting for three hours to get on the plane. It's too late for you to tell me this now."
Lin Rushuang teased.
"Rushuang..." Yang Xin's nose suddenly felt a little sore, and even her voice was tinged with tears. "I don't know how many good things I did in my previous life, but I was able to meet a good friend like you."
"Okay, we don't have to be so polite to each other, and you don't have to be so sentimental with me. These are all my responsibilities."
"Then be careful on the road, and call me if anything happens."
Yang Xin felt both guilty and touched towards Lin Rushuang. There were really not many friends who could do what she did.
"Well, then you take a rest, I'm hanging up."
Lin Rushuang hung up the phone.
She turned around and said to He Tingchen, "Before going to the airport, I have to go somewhere else."
He Tingchen was not at all surprised that Lin Rushuang made this request.
"I know. Let's go."
After saying that, He Tingchen picked up the coat on the sofa and walked out with her luggage.
Lin Rushuang looked at He Tingchen's tall back with some surprise, and quickly followed him.
"You said you knew? How did you know..."
She even made this decision just now because she was afraid that it would be too late when she came back.
But Lin Rushuang didn't know whether what He Tingchen said was the same as what she thought.
She fastened her seatbelt and tilted her head to ask him, "Are you sure we're talking about the same place? He Tingchen, tell me where you're going first, so you don't end up looking for the wrong place and wasting time."
He Tingchen smiled without saying anything and started the car.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Lin Rushuang really wanted to know whether He Tingchen and she had a telepathic connection.
In the end, she also chose to believe He Tingchen.
Until the car stopped at the door of the detention center, Lin Rushang looked at him with shock and surprise.
"How did you know I was coming here?"
He Tingchen reached out and rubbed her head. "I know you much better than you think. Just like Wangwang Huang, even though he can't talk, as soon as he sticks his butt out, you know what kind of shit he's going to poop."
At first, Lin Rushuang listened attentively, but the more she listened, the more she felt something was wrong. She reached out and twisted He Tingchen's arm.
"You're comparing me to Wang Wang Huang."
"Did you forget when you compared me to Wang Wang Huang earlier?"
He Tingchen bent over to unbuckle her seat belt, and the two of them walked into the detention center side by side.
Lin Yuxi sat across from her in a blue-gray prison uniform, her hair cut short and her face as pale as paper. When she saw Lin Rushuang, she subconsciously straightened her back, a subtle hint of resistance still lingering in her eyes.
"Grandpa passed away two days ago."
Lin Rushuang pushed the photo across the glass and said calmly, "I buried him next to my father. The two graves are very close."
Lin Yuxi's eyes fell on the photo, and her fingers suddenly pressed down on the table, her knuckles turning white.
She opened her mouth, a hoarse sound came from her throat, and tears hit the glass without warning.
"Grandpa is in good health... isn't he? How could this happen..."
Lin Yuxi didn't expect that the two relatives around him would pass away one after another.
What's even more ridiculous is that according to normal logic, Lin Rushuang is the only relative left by her side.
In fact, she has figured out a lot of things in the past two days. What's the point of fighting with Lin Rushuang?
It seemed like she always unilaterally thought that she was competing with herself for something, but in the end she did nothing.
It was because the resentment in my heart was too deep that I regarded her as an imaginary enemy.
To put it bluntly, my core is not stable enough, but I never look for the reasons in myself, but instead put all the blame on others.
Lin Rushuang felt that she had said everything she needed to say.
He immediately prepared to hang up the phone.
Through the glass, Lin Yuxi's suppressed crying voice came from the receiver, and she said intermittently: "I'm sorry."
She raised her red eyes, her voice choked but remarkably clear: "I will tell the police everything, the transfer records, and... and the leaking of company secrets, I will confess everything."
Lin Rushuang nodded and said nothing more.
As she stood up to leave, she heard Lin Yuxi's heartbreaking cry from behind: "Sister! Kowtow to Grandpa for me!"
She did not stop, because she had already done this for Lin Yuxi in front of the old man and Lin Jianguo's tomb.
She walked to He Tingchen's side, her eyes full of relief, and her tone was exceptionally calm.
"Let's go to the airport."
"Yeah." He Tingchen put his arm around Lin Rushang's shoulders, his palms through the fabric of her clothes, as if to comfort her.
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