Chapter 114 Holding the ankle of fate

Chapter 114 Holding the ankle of fate

Gan Jing frowned subconsciously. She felt that Lin Yuan had evil intentions.

"I'm a little curious about what the pair of high heels that make you dream about look like."

"How did you know it was high heels?" Gan Jing asked the same question as Lu Yuan.

She only found out this morning that Lu Yuan placed the pair of high heels at her door, rang the doorbell, and left quietly.

She didn't leave a single word, and she didn't even have time to meet Lu Yuan.

"Not only do I know this, I also know that he found a craftsman and used the portrait of his wife and the women's shoes he wore as a 'threat', so he had no choice but to agree to him."

"What?" Gan Jing covered his mouth with a moved look in his eyes.

I never thought there was such a story behind this pair of high heels.

The guilt she felt toward Lu Yuan deepened in her heart, but he still remembered the words she casually said to this day, and tried to realize it at all costs.

Lin Yuan sneered: "It seems that what I said to you a few days ago is all in vain. Do you know what Lu Yuan's behavior is? If others are serious about it, he will get into trouble."

A hint of stubbornness flashed in Gan Jing's eyes, and he retorted unwillingly: "Even if what he did was wrong, don't I even have the right to be moved?"

Her voice trembled slightly, with a hint of grievance and distress for Lu Yuan.

Lin Yuan sneered even more: "If you really miss him, why don't you go with him?"

Gan Jing raised his eyes to look at him, with complicated expressions in his eyes.

"Is it so difficult to enjoy the romance and surprises that Lu Yuan carefully created, but yet alienate Lu Yuan because of his personality and behavior, and admit that I don't love Lu Yuan that much?"

Gan Jing was stunned, his lips trembled slightly, "I..."

She does not love Lu Yuan as much as Lu Yuan loves her.

She couldn't live for just one person like Lu Yuan did at all costs.

"If Lu Yuan is with you, he will be tricked to death by you sooner or later, but if one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, it has nothing to do with me."

Gan Jing looked at him quietly, with a hint of expectation in his eyes. He mustered up the courage to ask, "If I really want to leave with Lu Yuan, will you keep me?"

"This is a good excuse. I really don't want to let you go." Lin Yuan pulled Gan Jing into his arms. His hand patted Gan Jing's round buttocks in light blue jeans without warning, with little force. , but it was enough to make Gan Jing's delicate body tremble.

There was a hint of intimacy and ambiguity in this shot, which made Gan Jing's heart beat faster involuntarily.

"So..." Lin Yuan's tone was unquestionable, with a domineering light in his eyes, "Hurry up and find the shoes, don't let me say it a second time."

Gan Jing bit his lower lip gently, a hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes, then turned around and walked towards the place where the gift box was placed.

She simply couldn't resist Lin Yuan's domineering attitude.

She picked up the gift box and slowly returned to Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan opened the gift box. It was covered with white and pink petals, exuding an intoxicating fragrance, and in the middle was a pair of beautiful, shining silver high heels.

This pair of shoes is exquisite and elegant. The fine diamonds inlaid on the upper exude a dazzling brilliance under the light.

Lin Yuan was a little curious: "You didn't tell him that you were breaking up with Jiang Haokun?"

Gan Jing sat aside and shook his head, his voice soft but firm: "Telling him will only make him more worried. I want him to leave in peace and live his own life."

Lin Yuan nodded gently. Jiang Haokun would definitely not agree to break up. If Lu Yuan knew about it, it would probably cause a lot of trouble.

"Jiang Haokun never came to see you?"

"He went on a business trip to Pengcheng. I want to tell him about the breakup in person when he comes back."

As Gan Jing was talking, Lin Yuan suddenly bent down, stretched out his strong right hand, and held her left ankle.

Gan Jing shuddered slightly and subconsciously wanted to withdraw his foot, but Lin Yuan held it tighter.

He gently put on the shiny silver high-heeled shoes.

Then, he followed the same pattern and quickly and skillfully put the other shoe on Gan Jing's right foot.

Lin Yuan raised his chin slightly and said in an almost commanding tone: "Let's take a look."

After hearing this, Gan Jing slowly moved his legs away from Lin Yuan's legs, stepped lightly on the ground, and slowly stood up.

She took a few steps slowly in the living room, each step being a little cautious. The high heels made a crisp sound when they came into contact with the ground, echoing in the quiet living room.

Lin Yuan frowned and shook his head with some dissatisfaction.

"What's wrong?" Gan Jing stopped, a little confused.

"These blue jeans don't match. Let's change into a dress."

Gan Jing looked down at his clothes. The blue jeans tightly wrapped his legs, which formed a sharp contrast with the exquisite and gorgeous high heels under his feet. It did seem a bit abrupt and uncoordinated.

She nodded slightly and turned back to the house to look for a matching dress.

After all, these are still wedding shoes. She cannot wear them out and can only enjoy them at home.

Moreover, she also wanted to ask Lin Yuan to take some more photos for her and keep them as souvenirs.

After a while, Gan Jing changed into a white dress and walked out.

The material of the skirt was soft and smooth, fitting her body curves, showing her elegant figure just right, and showing her dignity and holiness.

Paired with those dazzling high heels, the whole person seems to be lit up instantly, exuding a charming charm.

With a slight smile on her face, she swayed slightly from side to side, and her skirt swayed slightly.

"Is this better?"

Lin Yuan nodded, very satisfied.

Gan Jing handed over the phone: "Please help me take some photos."

After Lin Yuan simply took a few photos, he threw his phone on the sofa and returned to the bedroom with Gan Jing in his arms.

"You're tired of standing, come on, put it on my shoulders."

Gan Jing was a little resistant at first, but after Lin Yuan held the ankle of his destiny, he had no choice but to let him control him.

Lin Yuan stayed at Gan Jing's house until night before leaving.

The moonlight shone in front of the window, and Gan Jing collapsed on the bed. She would never be able to look directly at the high heels under her feet again.

No, after today's troubles, perhaps this pair of shoes has been given a new commemorative meaning.

……

The next day, morning. Lin Yuan did not wake up the sleeping Peng Jiahe, but went downstairs to Grandma Peng's house alone, preparing to see Lu Yuan off for the last time.

After Lu Yuan got into the car, he said helplessly: "I told you that I don't need to send him off, but you still have to come."

Although the words were in a complaining tone, there was actually a hint of gratitude for Lin Yuan's enthusiasm.

After all, when he was about to go abroad, it felt warm in his heart to have such a person come to see him off.

In Lu Yuan's heart, Lin Yuan is now a very reliable friend.

The premise is that he will not know what Lin Yuan did to Gan Jing.

Otherwise, he would probably want to cut Lin Yuan into pieces with a thousand knives to relieve the hatred in his heart.

I can't bear to touch you, stand up and kick your ass!

Lin Yuan just smiled and said, "I picked you up when you came back to China, and I sent you off when you went abroad. This can be regarded as a beginning and an end."

Seeing that Lu Yuan had gone through so many twists and turns, had emotional ups and downs, and now had to go abroad alone to make a living, Lin Yuan did feel a little pity for him.

Although, with Lu Yuan's stubbornness and pride, he didn't feel that he was very pitiful.

Lin Yuan paused and then said: "Besides, I'm not just here to see you off."

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"What else do you want?"

"You want to run a restaurant abroad and have little experience. Of course I want to give you some advice."

Lin Yuan said with a serious look. He sincerely hoped that Lu Yuan could run the restaurant prosperously. After all, he had invested one million in it. He didn't want to waste it in vain.

Lu Yuan looked arrogant: "Haha, do I still need to manage my cooking skills?"

Lin Yuan raised his eyebrows, with a trace of surprise in his eyes: "You are so confident, have you recovered your sense of taste?"

"You know this too? Did you install surveillance cameras in the old lady's house?" Lu Yuan's eyes widened with disbelief on his face.

He suddenly realized that his sense of taste had recovered last night, and the joy of regaining it at that time was simply beyond words.

He was immersed in this joy all night and could not sleep.

Originally, he was thinking about seeing Lin Yuan's surprised expression after saying this, but he didn't expect that Lin Yuan was so sharp and noticed it all at once.

Lin Yuan shook his head slightly and explained: "I just felt that your state was a little different from before. I didn't expect that you really recovered."

Along the way, Lin Yuan sent Lu Yuan to the airport. The two sat in the waiting hall and chatted a lot seriously.

From the procurement channels of ingredients to the pricing strategy of dishes, from the decoration style of the restaurant to the customer service experience, Lin Yuan gave his suggestions and opinions in detail.

Lu Yuan also listened very seriously. He opened this restaurant for Peng Hai, so he naturally didn't want to make the restaurant pornographic.

Lu Yuan also didn't expect that a young man like Lin Yuan would have so many ideas about restaurant management.

There are some things, but it took him more than ten years in the restaurant to realize the truth. He didn't expect Lin Yuan to understand it.

Unknowingly, time passed quickly, and when Lu Yuan was about to board the plane, the two of them ended the conversation without saying anything.

Before leaving, Lu Yuan said: "As long as you are here, Jiahe, I have nothing to worry about... If Gan Jing has any difficulties, if it is convenient for you, take more care of him."

Lu Yuan didn't mean anything else, he just felt that Lin Yuan and Gan Jing, one was Jiang Haokun's brother-in-law and the other was Jiang Haokun's girlfriend, had a lot of overlap, so he would help them if he could.

Lin Yuan listened to Lu Yuan's words quietly, without the slightest hint of teasing on his face, but nodded solemnly: "I know."

Whatever knowledge Gan Jing wanted to learn, he taught him everything, which was very caring.

It was already past three o'clock in the afternoon when it was time to say goodbye to Lu Yuan.

Lin Yuan drove his car and returned home leisurely.

I saw Peng Jiahe still sitting on the sofa playing games.

"Peng Jiahe. Every time I come back, you are always playing games. Have you forgotten that you are still a student?"

Peng Jiahe put down the controller and came to him. He pursed his pink lips and had an aggrieved look on his face: "I just played for five minutes and you came back. If I had known I wouldn't play anymore. Besides, this is work and rest." Combined, students are on summer vacation now. ”

There was a hint of coquettishness in her voice as she tried to justify her behavior.

"I didn't study for a day, and I didn't forget for a day off." Lin Yuan gently pinched her watery face and said angrily: "I didn't see you studying hard in the first two months. From now on, you will have to spend four Spend hours studying, and you are not allowed to play games until you finish studying.”

Peng Jiahe put his arms around Lin Yuan's neck, jumped into Lin Yuan's arms, clamped his legs around his waist, like a koala, and said with a smile: "No, cousin, can I pick mushrooms for you?"

Lin Yuan's face turned red rarely, and he coughed twice: "Stop thinking about these messy things."

He patted Peng Jiahe again and motioned for her to come down. While adjusting the collar that was messed up by Peng Jiahe, he said: "Put on your shoes and go out."

After Peng Jiahe got into the car, he asked curiously: "Cousin, where are you taking me?"

"Take you to your mother, and you will show the way."

"Okay, why are we going to see her?"

Peng Jiahe didn't understand. She was so happy with Lin Yuan every day that she didn't even think about her mother, whom she hadn't seen for a long time.

Lin Yuan ruffled her hair, and then slowly explained to her: "With Lu Yuan gone, your grandma will have to find someone to take care of her. After thinking about it, your mother seems to be quite suitable."

After hearing Lin Yuan's explanation, Peng Jiahe suddenly understood. However, she still bit her lip worriedly and asked: "But, can they agree? Their relationship..."

Lin Yuan chuckled and said: "Just try it. How will you know if it doesn't work if you don't try it."

Only then did Peng Jiahe react: "Hey, cousin, has Lu Yuan left already? He hasn't given me any gifts yet?"

"I left it here. I said I would give it to you after your eighteenth birthday."

Peng Jiahe had a satisfied look on his face, but he still couldn't help complaining in a low voice: "Lu Yuan made it quite mysterious and made me wait until I was eighteen."

The car was speeding along the road, and the scenery outside the window passed quickly backwards like a slide.

After a long time, we finally arrived at the community where Peng Jiahe's mother Liu Jing lives.

Although Peng Jiahe had been away from here for quite some time, her memory was surprisingly good. She relied on her memory to accurately guide Lin Yuan to drive downstairs to Liu Jing's house.

After the car stopped, Peng Jiahe refused to get out of the car.

She hadn't seen Liu Jing for a long time, and she didn't know how to treat Liu Jing.

The experience of being abandoned by her mother in childhood left her traumatized and she was very unfamiliar with the word mother. At the same time, she also felt unworthy and wronged by her deceased father.

Lin Yuan patted Peng Jiahe's shoulder gently and comforted softly: "No matter what, she is also your mother."

"What kind of mother is she who gives birth but does not support her? She has not fulfilled her responsibilities as a mother. Even if she is in trouble, can't she even make a phone call?"

There was a hint of grievance in Peng Jiahe's voice.

(End of chapter)