After so many years, it was actually hard for Yan Zheng to forget the first time he saw Lin Ruxue.
In the season of continuous spring rain, there are classical eaves beside the small bridge and flowing water.
The raindrops hit her gentle profile.
Like a painting.
Created by a top master, this is a painting of a beauty from Jiangnan under the mist and rain.
Xu Yuhe has been imitating Lin Ruxue.
He knows it.
In three years of marriage, Lin Ruxue never even called him husband.
Only Yan Zheng himself knew the sweetness deep in his heart.
"Hubby..." Xu Yuhe's long eyelashes were wet, "My hand hurts."
Yan Zheng looked at Xu Yuhe and slowly let go of her wrist.
"Let 꿁翔 come back."
Yan Zheng's expression returned to calm, "Of course, I'm afraid that he will know how he died."
Xu Yuhe responded with a hoarse "OK", sent a message to her son Yan Xiang, and sat down with her arm around Yan Zheng.
"Husband, what are you going to do?"
Xu Yuhe was actually a little panicked.
So many years had passed, she thought Yan Zheng had already let it go.
After all, she gave birth to a son for Yan Zheng.
The only child.
Now, Yan Zheng actually has an extra son. Lin Ruxue gave birth to a son for him, and the son was recognized by the master.
The situation suddenly became complicated.
"What? You didn't kill him back then, and now you want to make up for your regret?" Yan Zheng pinched Xu Yuhe's lower body with two fingers, and his palms tightened slightly.
"No, no, husband, I didn't..." Xu Yuhe cried in pain.
Yan Zheng was in a good mood today and held Xu Yuhe for a long time before letting go.
There were purple bruises on Xu Yuhe's lower body from being pinched.
"It's better now than it was back then." Yan Zheng leaned back, "Master, we have to take action."
Xu Yuhe's heart skipped a beat.
He said, we.
"My husband will protect me and Xiang, right?" Xu Yuhe took Yan Zheng's arm lightly, regardless of the pain.
Yan Zheng glanced at her with a cold look.
Neither admitted nor denied.
…
A neat motorcade lined up in front of the villa entrance, with dozens of bodyguards in suits lined up in two teams.
Yan Mojiu took Meng Mingxuan out of the gate and got into the Rolls-Royce in the middle.
"Will it be too high-profile?" Meng Mingxuan didn't expect it to be such a big deal.
Yan Mojiu fastened her seat belt and said in a slow and steady voice: "You'll understand in a moment."
Meng Mingxuan felt that there was something else behind his words, so she didn't ask any more questions.
After a while, a large group of luxury cars drove out of the villa area and crossed half of Lincheng.
The news quickly spread throughout the streets and alleys, and everyone knew that their famous Lincheng Jiuye had brought his eldest daughter to Kyoto to recognize his relatives.
"I heard that Master Jiu is visiting the city, and Master Jing is going back to recognize his ancestors this time."
"The Yan family in Kyoto is a family of great merit. Jiu Ye has always been ridiculed for his lowly origins. Doesn't he have a family background? This time, no one dares to criticize Jiu Ye's origins."
"Isn't Jiu Ye's adoptive father a bad guy? He can be considered a noble from a poor family, right?"
"How can we compare with the Yan family in Kyoto? They are far behind."
"That's right."
The convoy crossed Lincheng and stopped at a villa on the outskirts of the city to rest and have a meal.
It stopped for about an hour.
After the convoy set off again, Yan Mojiu and Meng Mingxuan hid in a small house in the villa.
"Is anyone trying to deal with us?" Meng Mingxuan asked.
Yan Mojiu put his arms around her and asked, "Are you scared?"
"Don't be afraid, you will protect me." Meng Mingxuan said trustingly.
Maybe the light in the small house was a little dim and unclear, and Yan Mojiu's eyes also looked a little dark.
Meng Mingxuan suddenly thought that he once watched his sister die in front of him.
She quickly changed the subject: "There are so many of us, what can they do?"
"Car crashes, arson, kidnapping, anything is fine." Yan Mojiu said calmly, "No one dares to do it."
Just like what happened to his mother and the Meng family.
“…”
Meng Mingxuan was speechless immediately.
"Don't be afraid, you'll be safe once you get to Kyoto." Yan Mojiu's words reminded her to be more cautious and even made her have nightmares when she slept.
Meng Mingxuan nodded.
Half an hour later, a large car came to the villa to pick us up.
Yan Mojiu and Meng Mingxuan changed into hooded sweatshirts, got on the bus, and headed straight for the airport.
The big car was shaking, and Meng Mingxuan felt very comfortable.
She had just eaten.
Yan Mojiu hugged her with one hand and reached into her sweatshirt with the other hand to rub her stomach.
“…”
Meng Mingxuan didn't dare to struggle and let him rub her stiffly for a while.
She finally got off the bus, sweating all over.
"There's air conditioning in the car, why is it so hot?" Yan Mojiu stood at the check-in gate and took out a tissue to wipe her sweat.
“…”
Meng Mingxuan couldn't answer.
"Have you bought the tickets?" She looked around and asked something else.
"Buy now." Yan Mojiu took out his phone, "If you buy in advance, you will be discovered."
The ticket was bought quickly and the departure time was the next flight.
As the plane took off, Meng Mingxuan looked out the window, watching the city of Lin becoming smaller and smaller.
She has never left Lincheng since she was a child.
"Are you willing to leave Lincheng?" Yan Mojiu held her hand.
Meng Mingxuan shook her head.
To Lin Cheng, she said she liked him, but also she loved him.
She is from Lincheng.
In her previous life, she died in Lincheng.
She knew that Yan Mojiu had been looking at her when she was in a trance.
In fact, Yan Mojiu had already noticed her changes.
She became very well behaved, obedient and dependent on him.
No matter how bright and outspoken she is.
Dare to lose your temper.
놊 Then act like a spoiled child to him.
Yan Mojiu did not continue to ask questions. He reached out and gently put her head on his shoulder, saying softly, "Go to sleep for a while."
Sleep away all the happiness.
Meng Mingxuan felt that he was gentle, and the corners of her lips twitched.
녦She was also afraid of this kind of tenderness.
Yu 놆's lips quickly dropped.
Lincheng is more than a thousand kilometers away from Kyoto, but it only takes two hours to fly there.
Meng Mingxuan felt like she had only slept for a while, and then she heard Yan Mojiu's low voice: "Mingxuan, it's time to get off the plane."
She sat up straight, her eyes still a little sleepy.
Yan Mojiu looked at her with a smile, as if admiring her dazed look after waking up.
Meng Mingxuan looked at the handsome and familiar face in front of her, and gradually became sober, but not much.
"elder brother."
The smile in Yan Mojiu's eyes disappeared in an instant.
…
The Yan family sent a car to pick them up.
From the moment they got off the plane, Meng Mingxuan chased after Yan Mojiu, calling him "Yan Mojiu" all the way, hugging his arm and holding his hand.
Almost kissed.
But obviously he didn't appease the person.
Seeing the Yan family's car and the old housekeeper standing next to it, Yan Mojiu stopped and looked sideways at Meng Mingxuan, who had coaxed him all the way with pity.
"Do you know what the consequences will be if someone hears you?" He said with a stern expression.
"I know." Meng Mingxuan nodded, "I will never say that word again."
"If you really want to shout, shout the double word."
Reduplication of words?
Meng Mingxuan looked at him in confusion.
"Brother Jiu, or, Brother Mo." Yan Mojiu's voice was low and slow, inexplicably seductive.
Meng Mingxuan: “…”
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