So she replied that she would have someone revise it.
Lin Zhibai replied to her: After the revisions are completed, we will meet in person to discuss and sign the papers the day after tomorrow at noon.
Gu Fanyan felt she was being a bit too hasty, but her father clearly had no intention of returning to China in the past two days, and she couldn't keep delaying by saying she would talk about it after he returned.
I had no choice but to agree.
It was very late at night.
After putting down her phone, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.
Lin Zhibai looked at the "goodnight" emoji on his phone, hesitated for a long time, and still didn't send it.
If he sends her this now, she'll definitely think he's being ridiculous.
He can take his time; after all, the cooperation between the Gu and Lin families will last a long time.
He had many opportunities to see her.
A faint smile, unnoticed even by himself, flickered across the corner of his mouth.
Just then, his phone rang again; it was his mother calling.
"Pack your things, I've had someone book a plane ticket for tomorrow," Lin's mother said bluntly, without any formalities.
Lin Zhibai said "Oh," and added, "I have other things to do. You can take your people back first."
"Is there anything else?" Lin's mother asked sternly.
"To date." Lin Zhibai said bluntly.
Lin's mother suppressed her anger: "I don't care who you're dating, whether it's Sheng Xin or Gu Fanyan, cut them off immediately!"
After saying that, Lin's mother forcefully hung up the phone.
Lin Zhibai didn't take it seriously at all, tossed his phone aside, and lay down to sleep.
The next morning, Mom called again.
Lin Zhibai answered the phone and was about to wish her a safe journey when he heard his assistant's voice on the other end: "Young Master, the old lady has been injured and taken to the hospital. Please come over quickly."
Lin Zhibai was taken aback.
He rushed to the hospital immediately and saw his assistant pushing a wheelchair out of the emergency room. Lin's mother was sitting in the wheelchair with her right shoe off and her big toe wrapped in gauze.
"Mom, how is it?" he asked.
Seeing the fine sweat on his forehead, and knowing that he still cared about his mother, Lin's mother's expression softened slightly. "It's nothing, I just hit my toe and it's swollen up like a little dumpling."
She then added, "Sheng Xin is also injured. Why don't you go to the emergency room next door to see her?"
The assistant told Lin Zhibai that Lin's mother went to a Chinese teahouse near the hotel for morning tea, and her cousin went as well.
After the two met, they argued for a few words. The cousin, unable to contain her anger, impulsively picked up the teapot on the table and threw it at Lin's mother.
Sheng Xin rushed forward to shield herself from the teacup, burning her arm in the process.
The teacup landed squarely on Lin's mother's toes.
Lin Zhibai frowned: "Tell Uncle Liang to terminate all business dealings between the group company and my aunt's company."
Many small family businesses rely on the Lin family for financial support, and these are all managed by a man called "Uncle Liang".
The assistant nodded.
Lin Zhibai went to the emergency room next door, where the doctor was still treating Sheng Xin's wounds.
The water in the teapot was boiling hot, but fortunately not much splashed out, though her arm was still scalded with several blisters.
The largest one, when the doctor touched it with forceps, caused blood to gush out.
Sheng felt so heartbroken that tears streamed down her face.
"Doctor, use the best medicine, don't leave a scar," Lin Zhibai said.
Sheng Xin looked aggrieved: "Brother Zhibai, if I really get a scar, will you stop liking me?"
Lin Zhibai remained silent.
When they first met, he might have said a few sweet words to coax her.
But now he finds that even coaxing and cajoling can no longer arouse his interest.
He really is a jerk.
"Using the right medicine is one thing," the doctor said, "but the key is to protect it properly. You need to avoid certain foods for a month, keep the wound dry, and apply anti-inflammatory medication to the wound every day..."
Amid the doctor's incessant admonitions, Lin Zhibai glanced at the blisters on Sheng Xin's arm.
The biggest one, well, it's not much bigger than a mung bean.
“I will have someone take good care of you,” Lin Zhibai said. “The best nanny in the family is Aunt Lan; let her take care of you.”
Sheng Xin shook her head: "I'm fine. Auntie's toe is also injured. Let Aunt Lan stay at home to take care of Auntie."
The doctor smiled and said, "This girl is quite considerate of her elders."
"After you return to China, let Shengxin stay at our house," Lin's mother's voice suddenly rang out at the door, "Let her recover from her injuries before she leaves."
She arrived without me noticing.
Sheng Xin was stunned for a moment, then stood up excitedly: "Thank you... thank you, Auntie! Oh!"
She was so excited that her wound accidentally touched the forceps in the doctor's hand, and blood started flowing again.
"Sit still!" The doctor pulled Sheng Xin aside. "Don't blame me if you don't cooperate with the treatment and end up with scars."
"You're so filial to your elders, it's only natural that they care about you. Why are you so agitated?" the doctor said again.
Lin Zhibai thought to himself, "This doctor talks too much."
Lin's mother glanced at Sheng Xin and said, "Zhibai, take good care of Miss Sheng." After saying that, she had her assistant push her away.
After leaving the hospital, the assistant said, "Madam, there are many ways you want to thank Miss Sheng. Why did you ask her to stay at your home?"
To this day, no woman has been able to move into the Lin family's old house.
Lin's mother replied calmly, "I don't want to give people something to talk about."
Lin Zhibai brought Sheng Xin back to the hotel.
To prevent her wound from getting wet, the doctor put a splint on her entire arm and wrapped it in gauze.
It looked like his entire arm was in a cast.
The doctor said that this can remind others as well as oneself.
But the consequence of this is that there are some things that Shengxin can no longer do, such as changing clothes.
After entering the room, Sheng Xin wanted to change her clothes because they were stained with tea.
"Brother Zhibai, can you help me?" Sheng Xin asked.
Lin Zhibai nodded, came behind her, and helped her take off her shirt.
Then, they dressed her in the bathrobe that had been prepared beforehand.
The movements were very smooth, without stopping for even a second.
Sheng Xin couldn't help but bite his lip. He neither appreciated her impressive cleavage nor was he interested in her flawless backside...
Is he genuinely uninterested, or is he guarding someone else's back?
"Do you want to take a shower?" Lin Zhibai asked.
Sheng Xin's eyes flickered slightly, and she hummed in response.
"I have some business to attend to right now, let me call room service for you," Lin Zhibai reassured her. "The room service here is excellent, you don't need to worry."
Sheng Xin: ...
Lin Zhibai went downstairs.
Sheng Xin clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging into her palms.
Just then, her phone rang.
It's a familiar string of numbers.
"The target has been spotted," the other party reported in a low voice.
"Do things properly," she ordered sternly.
Gu Fanyan didn't drive today. She had been back in China for a long time, and the driver's seat in cars here is reversed, so she found it hard to get used to it.
She got into a taxi, intending to visit some alumni at her former university.
“Your planned route is a bit congested,” the driver said. “I’ll take you on another route.”
Gu Fanyan glanced at the route he had chosen again, a route she also knew, and nodded.
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