47 I'm sleepy (two in one)
◎ “You sleep, I do mine”◎
Shen Lin thought He Linchuan came for the official seal. She held the box in her hand and said, "This is fake."
After all, even if she wasn't clear-headed, she knew the importance of the official seal. Furthermore, He Linchuan was her son, so she couldn't possibly do anything to harm him.
But He Linchuan didn't even glance at the black box.
He threw what he was holding onto the table.
"have a look."
Shen Lin didn't understand why.
But when she opened the folder, what she saw were screenshots of her bank card transactions and photos of her meeting with the truck driver. In an instant, her well-maintained face turned pale.
She was a little panicked: "Who gave you these?!"
Her first reaction was the person who had sent her the picture before, but she denied it the next second because the person had not yet received the item from her hand.
The continuous tension in recent days has caused her to have a breakdown emotionally.
"That's not all."
He Linchuan threw another file bag on the table. This was what Chen Lin had done to the lovers that He Xing's family had kept outside earlier.
Either they are in debt or they jump off the building due to depression...
It's just that what happened back then was done in a relatively covert manner, and those people were really not up to the mark.
The man's voice was cold: "Do you think no one knows about what happened back then?"
Not only him, the old man also knew everything, but he just turned a blind eye.
Chen Lin never expected that the thing she thought she had concealed perfectly would leave so much evidence, and she never expected that the person who produced it would be He Linchuan.
Her bewildered expression twisted for a moment, as if her mask had suddenly been exposed. Shen Lin was at a loss as to what to do. She used to play the victim in front of He Linchuan, but now she suddenly turned into the perpetrator.
"...That's all their own fault. Don't blame me."
"What about this?"
Shen Lin looked at the photo of a woman lying in a pool of blood on the table, and the death file next to it.
There was a moment of rapid breathing.
The name column above has the two big characters "Jiang Yue" written on it.
Chen Lin was familiar with this incident, but she was unfamiliar with the name, because she didn't know the name of the person who died in the car accident until today.
Her hands shook, and the documents and photos scattered all over the floor.
At first, she was completely devoted to He Xingjia and only wanted to crush the lover next to him to death. After sending the truck driver away, she completely forgot about this matter.
After all, she had dealt with other people so many times before, and she felt that these were no different from those.
Shen Lin swallowed and clenched the photo with her fingers: “No…it’s okay.”
She murmured to herself: "It's been so long..."
Apart from those who threatened her, no outsiders knew about it. Those people had ulterior motives, and as long as they were found out, future troubles could be eliminated.
She has hired a private detective to investigate.
Besides, even if something really happens.
She has the He family behind her, and given the old man's character, he will definitely protect her.
Thinking of this, Shen Lin calmed down instantly.
But the current situation still made her panic. She said weakly, "Xiaochuan, I... I'm your mother. You have to help me."
"You know, I didn't mean it, I..."
He Linchuan tapped the table with his fingertips, the rhythm was slow but full of oppression.
He didn't come here today to question Shen Lin.
It's a done deal.
He just wants to get the video now.
The man's eyes were dark.
He asked, "What time did you meet?"
Shen Lin didn't react for a moment, but still replied: "Two hours later."
She arrived early and had made every possible effort to find that person, but she didn't expect...
But fortunately, Ogawa still stood on her side.
Chen Lin subconsciously felt that He Linchuan agreed.
She comforted herself.
They are mother and son, he will definitely help her... He feels a little more at ease.
aside.
The bodyguard poured a glass of ice water to wake up Ke Jianguo.
The middle-aged man's voice was hoarse. He groaned and shouted for help. The bodyguard slapped him to wake him up a little.
He opened his eyes painfully and saw He Linchuan on the sofa. Almost as a conditioned reflex, he said, "Don't kill me, don't kill me... It's He Xingyun! It's him!"
"I didn't want to tamper with the car...but I was so short of money..."
"I'm sorry, Xiao Jiang, please let me go!"
He seemed to be in extreme pain and his whole body was shaking.
The two hands were bent into strange arcs, as if they were broken.
Quite terrifying.
Shen Lin knew that He Linchuan's methods were not gentle, but she was still shocked.
When she saw this face, she reacted for a moment before recognizing the person. In order to have double protection, she had paid someone to testify in court.
This is the person.
But when she heard what he said and heard He Xingyun's name, she immediately realized something was wrong.
What else can I do...
"What did you say? Say it again?"
She couldn't help but grab him. Ke Jianguo's hand bones were already broken, and blood oozed out from the grab.
He lost his voice in pain and fainted the next second.
-
The atmosphere inside the black car was tense.
He Mingyuan was driving in the front, with He Xingguo and He Xingyun sitting in the back seat.
On the way, the two had a rare quarrel.
Before, most of the time He Xingyun just listened to He Xingguo without thinking.
But recently, because of the Ke Jianguo incident, He Xingyun always felt that he should be credited with the greatest contribution in this plan, and his original dissatisfaction with He Xingguo began to show vaguely.
Although it wasn't much, it was enough to cause conflict between the two.
Listening to the notification tone of the phone number being disconnected.
He Xingguo lowered his voice and stabbed the armrest of the chair with his fingers: "What did I say at the beginning? I told you to keep an eye on Ke Jianguo! If He Linchuan finds out, our plan will be ruined!"
He Xingyun was extremely busy with his own branch office these past two days, and he had no idea what his second brother had told him. He just felt that the man was making a fuss out of nothing, as their nephew had been silent for a while.
Besides, the old man would not allow anyone to kill his own family members. Maybe he just raised them high and then let them down gently some time ago.
I haven't checked it for a long time.
"Second brother, don't worry. Ke Jianguo is very cunning. Don't you know that? He might go gambling again. Why are you so anxious?"
This made He Xingguo very angry.
"We have this video, so what are we afraid of? He gave it to us."
He Xingguo sneered: "You also know that he has evidence of Shen Lin in his hands, so why don't you use your pig brain to think about it, maybe he also has yours in his hands?"
If it were him, he would definitely keep the person in his own hands.
Hearing this, He Xingyun's face changed.
He really didn't think that much at the time.
But before he could say anything else, He Xingguo had already gotten out of the car and parked it outside the villa, which was He Xingguo's private residence.
He Xingyun didn't even have time to grab his computer before he hurriedly followed, not forgetting to tell the person behind him, "Mingyuan, your dad and I are going to get something first. It will be quick, wait for me."
He Mingyuan, who was in the front, was the one who was dragged here by his father to drive. He had an unshaven beard and dark circles under his eyes, and it was obvious that he had indulged in excessive sexual activities. He was a little impatient. After all, nothing went well for him recently, and he was slapped in the face by his father two days ago.
Living in a daze.
Hang out in the club every day.
Trying to regain some of his shattered self-esteem.
He held the burnt cigarette in his mouth and threw the butt out of the car.
He Mingyuan suddenly remembered that last week, after he was slapped by his father, he was drunk and his drinking buddies told him to keep some tricks up his sleeve.
Does anyone know if his father has an illegitimate child outside?
If you hit him now, who knows what will happen in the future.
He Mingyuan thought it made sense. He looked around and his eyes fell on the computer in the back seat of the car.
Although I couldn't understand what they were saying, I could vaguely sense that this was something important.
His heart moved.
Bring the computer over.
There are only a few passwords for his second uncle, and he knows them all with his eyes closed since he was a child.
…
He Mingyuan used the mouse to click on the video.
The video footage clearly showed a premeditated car accident.
He opened the deceased's file again and read through it quickly, not finding anything special until he saw a familiar name.
Jiang Suiyun.
They are mother and daughter.
Although he had never seen the canary raised by his cousin, he had some impression of it after hearing Ye Ya mention it once.
He Mingyuan's heart was pounding.
A smug smile appeared on his face unconsciously, he finally caught me.
When he turned off the computer, he repeatedly checked whether the video had been uploaded to the cloud.
Encrypt the file at your convenience.
…
South County.
After returning, Jiang Suiyun began to organize the materials and also wrote part of the report.
I don’t know how long I will be busy, but the more I summarize, the more energetic I feel.
Even after finishing the report, Jiang Suiyun couldn't help but take out his sketchbook and start drawing.
I collected a lot of inspiration today.
It wasn't until two in the morning that I was almost done with the painting.
Jiang Suiyun stretched and yawned. Even so, he felt that he could still hold on.
It’s so cool to stay up late.
Until He Chifeng couldn't bear it anymore and pushed the door open.
In fact, he used to go to bed at ten o'clock and get up at six o'clock. He was very self-disciplined. However, after being with Jiang Suiyun for the past two days, this rule was completely broken.
"sleep."
He stood by the table, narrowed his eyes, took Jiang Suiyun's pen and threw it on the table.
He tossed and turned in bed just now and couldn't fall asleep, always feeling that something was missing in his arms.
“Hey, you—”
Before Jiang Suiyun could finish her protest, she was picked up by the waist and taken to the man's room.
"You disturbed my sleep."
Jiang Suiyun:?
There are two doors between us. Even if you want to be unreasonable, you should at least come up with a better reason.
She struggled twice, but was held tighter. She said helplessly, "...I'm not sleepy yet, what are you doing? If you want to sleep, go ahead."
He Chifeng strode into the bedroom, threw the person onto the bed, and leaned over the woman.
"Not sleepy, how about some sleep-inducing exercises?"
He unbuttoned the top few buttons of his pajamas with one hand, revealing his collarbone and a small part of his strong chest.
He stared at Jiang Suiyun dangerously.
The man's body temperature spread through his pajamas. Jiang Suiyun felt as if her fingertips were burning, so she pushed him away.
"I suddenly feel sleepy."
Jiang Suiyun closed his eyes for a second.
She was indeed tired from walking today. If she hadn't been drawing just now, she would have been sleepy by now.
I have to go out tomorrow.
If tonight...
I don’t know when I can get up.
But the man's hot chest was already pressed against her.
Jiang Suiyun was really a little afraid of He Chifeng's excessive energy, so she perfunctorily refused, "I have to go out tomorrow."
The man didn't listen. He moved closer to Jiang Suiyun and kissed her. His fingertips lifted the hem of her skirt.
"You sleep, I do mine."
Jiang Suiyun was kissed so hard that she couldn't breathe. She felt that she needed a Chinese translator.
What is...
But soon there was no time to take care of it.
…
Until the next day, when Jiang Suiyun woke up.
Only when I felt the soreness in my body did I understand what He Chifeng said yesterday.
I hoe the fields all night long.
I looked around and there was no one there.
Breakfast is ready on the table.
Jiang Suiyun chewed her sandwich, wondering, "Is this guy going to the gym today?" But when she saw He Chifeng enter the bathroom, covered in sweat, she knew she was right.
I sighed silently in my heart: High-energy people are so terrifying.
In the bathroom—
He Chifeng took a cold shower.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but I always feel that my muscles are not as tight as before.
I couldn't help but think of the post that was pushed to my phone early this morning. It was from the same poster as last time. This kind of rubbish post should obviously be glanced at and then swiped away.
He turned off the water, grabbed the towel and wiped himself casually with inexplicable irritation.
He glanced at his phone on the sink.
Finally I clicked in again.
The poster updated the latest follow-up.
Still a help post.
[Help Post: My wife doesn't seem to want me anymore, what should I do? (crying)(crying)(crying)]
It's marked hot.
The comment section was simply overflowing, with some people trying to comfort the poster, saying, "Just don't accept it, the next one will be better."
Some people were laughing at him for being in love, and he deserved it.
It can be seen that the poster is so sad that he is about to break down.
Netizen A: [Original Poster, you are so unmanly, crying every day. I wouldn't like you even if I were your wife.]
The poster: [No, my wife likes cool and domineering men, so I always act tough in front of her.]
Netizen B: [Tell me, how did you find out she didn't want you? Did you do that uniform temptation last time?]
The poster said: [I've tried it, and it really works. My wife's eyes lit up when she saw me! But it only worked for a short time.]
[Afterwards, she said she was going back to her parents' home for a week. She always took me with her before, but that wasn't the point. The point was, when she left, she told me that my chest muscles didn't seem as big as they were the first time, and that my stamina had also decreased recently. Was she hinting that I wasn't stamina enough...?]
Netizen C: [Shh, that's how it is. That does sound a bit ominous. But, OP, speaking of big pectoral muscles... OP, where are you...]
In an instant, everyone built a building of varying sizes based on Teacher C's comments.
…
When talking about underpants, netizens all talked about beauty.
…
Finally, everyone discussed the results.
The poster's wife must be getting bored, so she asked him to try a change of style.
Netizen L offered this advice: [Original Poster, if you really can't help it, stop pretending and go beg your wife. You also said that you are usually quite tough, but your wife will definitely feel distressed if you pretend to be a green tea. You should give it a try.]
The netizens below are all helping to support the post, and they are all adding to the chaos.
He Chifeng sneered, thinking that the poster was really embarrassing as a man by posting these stupid posts every day. He glanced at them quickly and clicked the collect button.
Probably because the melodramatic and sensational posts are so attractive, He Chifeng is no exception. He wants to see what outrageous actions this person will take next.
-
During these days of fulfilling work, Jiang Suiyun felt that time passed very quickly.
Regarding professional aspects, she also consulted Teacher Wen Yin and Professor Bai, both of whom patiently gave her insights.
Wen Yin on the other end looked at the message on the phone and stopped drawing the design.
In fact, she was very optimistic about Jiang Suiyun as a student. She was hardworking and talented. She herself graduated from S University and wanted to recommend Jiang Suiyun to study at S University, but was rejected. She has always felt very regretful.
Now that they were in touch, she started to think again.
The main reason is that Jiang Suiyun's academic qualifications do not give him an advantage in the circle. If he wants to move up further, he must continue his studies.
My teacher is missing a student.
She can help pull the strings.
However, Wen Yin deleted and edited the post but still didn't send it out. She thought, she should wait until the child finishes the competition.
…
This job is really both physically and mentally demanding.
Jiang Suiyun was exhausted both physically and mentally.
It’s okay to be tired during the day, but I’m also pestered at night.
She also noticed that He Chifeng got up earlier, so she asked out of curiosity and found out that he had a fighting competition next month.
Jiang Suiyun had known for a long time that this man practiced mixed martial arts and that he had a club, but he just thought it was some second-generation rich kid running it for fun. He didn't expect it to be quite...formal?
The last two days of research.
Jiang Suiyun even went to the mining area.
It was already late when we got back.
As dusk fell, the two walked on the noisy street.
The roadside is lined with small vendors, and there are many pedestrians and tourists coming and going. The warm yellow street lights make everyone's shadow very long.
Jiang Suiyun handed the written report to Vera this evening and now feels relieved.
She followed behind He Chifeng, stepping on his shadow from time to time, just to vent her anger.
After just two steps, He Chifeng grabbed him into his arms and forced him to walk side by side.
Jiang Suiyun turned sideways and tried to get out of his arms.
Being held firmly.
Does this person have some skin-hungry condition? Why does he always like to touch people?
“It’s so hot.”
"I don't even feel hot."
"What does this have to do with whether you're hot or not? I said I'm hot."
Jiang Suiyun pinched his forearm which was lying across from him.
The man hissed softly and threatened, "If you pinch me again, I'll kiss you."
Jiang Suiyun was indeed threatened.
On this street, He Chifeng is shameless, but she still wants more.
Fortunately, it was not particularly hot at night, and there was occasionally a cool breeze. If the temperature was like today at noon, Jiang Suiyun would really be angry.
The two of them just walked like that.
Not long after, Jiang Suiyun saw a familiar graffiti wall. She was stunned for a moment. It was the Children's Palace where she had learned to paint.
The sycamore trees by the roadside are still as lush and full of branches as they were back then.
Under the tree was an auntie pushing a cart selling grilled sausages and popsicles. It was getting late and she had almost sold all her goods. There were still a few students around her, chattering.
The aunt collected money, gave change and took things with great skill.
Jiang Suiyun looked at the group of running and jumping students, and felt inexplicably emotional.
He Chifeng saw her stunned and followed her gaze: "What are you looking at?"
Jiang Suiyun took two steps forward and pointed at the flat buildings not far away. This was an old neighborhood with some very old buildings. Many of the walls had words written on them: "Good eugenics and good parenting, one child is good, and the government will provide for your retirement."
A colorful graffiti wall mixed in with serious slogans is particularly recognizable.
“Look at that graffiti wall.”
"School?" He Chifeng glanced at the students around him.
"The Children's Palace. I also learned to paint there when I was a kid."
Perhaps because he had been enjoying himself with He Chifeng these past two days, Jiang Suiyun couldn't help but open up. "Back then, what I looked forward to most every week was coming here. There used to be a small amusement park here, and kids probably loved it. They always played so hard that they forgot about time."
"Then my mother would come over with a cane and tell me to go back to eat... My mother could be really fierce sometimes, and every time my friends saw her coming, they knew I was going to get beaten."
In fact, after his mother passed away, Jiang Suiyun was not very willing to return to Nan County, because there were too many memories here, and seeing familiar things would easily remind him of familiar people.
But every time I come back, I don’t want to leave. After all, looking at these familiar places, I feel nostalgic.
"...But actually, most of the time, my mom is very gentle. She always pretends to hit me, but once I pretend to cry, she relents. But she is quite nagging."
When talking about his mother, Jiang Suiyun felt a little sad.
It's easy to get drunk in the middle of the night.
She didn't like crying in front of others. She felt very uncomfortable and was afraid that He Chifeng would see through her. She quickly changed the subject: "I want to eat a popsicle."
When He Chifeng heard Jiang Suiyun mention Jiang Yue, he thought of something. He was not impatient at all, but just listened silently. When she changed the subject, he glanced at the woman's face.
He had seen Jiang Suiyun smile more these past two days, and when he suddenly saw her crying, he felt uncomfortable.
He Chifeng felt a little irritated. She thought the streetlights couldn't illuminate her face, so wouldn't it be obvious that she was crying? He reached out and brushed the corner of the woman's eye.
Jiang Suiyun felt the warm fingertips gently brushing against her face, and her heart moved.
She grabbed the man's hand.
He Chifeng managed to utter, "Even if you want to eat a popsicle, you don't want it so badly that you want to cry, right?"
Hearing this, Jiang Suiyun's originally sad mood was suddenly broken.
She couldn't help laughing.
Looking up and meeting He Chifeng's eyes, she always felt that under the reflection of the dim street lights, the man's eyes, which were originally a bit fierce, were inexplicably gentle at this moment.
But this softness is like an illusion.
It's fleeting.
Why didn't she realize before that He Chifeng also had a talent for telling jokes?
I thought so and said it out loud.
The man glared at her unhappily. The young master had lived for over twenty years and had never told a joke to anyone. He was really ungrateful.
He snorted coldly: "Wait."
Then he walked towards the cart selling popsicles.
I wrapped up the rest of the popsicles in one go.
My aunt couldn't stop smiling.
Jiang Suiyun looked at the bag of popsicles that He Chifeng brought over, and didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Are we going to sell popsicles?"
"I'm afraid if I don't buy enough, someone will cry out in greed."
【Author’s words】
Xiao He [glasses]
Early stage - embarrassing. What an outrageous operation.
Post-production - Tutorial. You have to learn frame by frame.
(PS: In fact, Shuijian is a very delicious food [heart eyes], those who understand it are greedy, and I will definitely try it later [come on][glasses], wait for me)
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