Chapter 42 Lanyan’s trouble
Lian Li suspected that she heard wrongly.
She put the umbrella handle on her left shoulder and looked at Jin Shiyue without blinking.
Jin Shiyue moved two fingers slightly, signaling the God of Wealth to call her.
The huge creature ran over quickly, rubbed Lian Li's trouser legs first, then bit her trouser legs, trying to drag her to its owner.
Lian Li was worried that its bite was not gentle enough and might bite her pants, so she followed it.
Lian Li stood two steps away from Jin Shiyue, moved the umbrella back, and looked up at him: "Brother Shiyue."
Jin Shiyue's eyes slid over her body and said: "It's so far away, the person you protect would have died eight hundred times. Come here."
Lian Li had no choice but to take a step forward.
Jin Shiyue has good looks. His simple white clothes and black trousers give him the elegance and calmness of a noble man, and perfectly outline his broad shoulders, narrow waist, and strong figure.
Scattered snowflakes fell in his hair and shoulders. In the dark environment, the coldness was too overwhelming.
"Are you..." bullying children?
Lian Li turned to look at the child and the dog, carefully choosing her words to ask Jin Shiyue: "Have you ever had any issues with this little boy?"
Jin Shiyue looked at her calmly: "Protect me, not interrogate me."
Who is it?
Lian Li took the money without settling the score with him, and looked at the little boy with a friendly smile on her face.
This sister is obviously kinder than the fierce brother.
The little boy's fearful heart was relieved, and he complained to Lian Li: "He took Xixi away!"
Lian Li said softly: "Who is Xixi?"
"Xixi is my girlfriend!"
The unexpected answer made Lian Li stunned for two seconds.
What surprised her was not that Jin Shiyue snatched someone else's girlfriend, but that Jin Shiyue snatched a child's girlfriend... How old was this girlfriend?
"Because of him, Xixi ignored me when I went to school!" The little boy was very aggrieved.
Lian Li turned to look at Jin Shiyue, but stopped talking.
He must be a pervert.
Jin Shiyue raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a half-smile, "Are you scolding me in your heart?"
Lian Li: "...No."
"What are you doing here!" A young female voice sounded.
Lian Lixun knew she was a pretty little girl.
The little girl frowned and glared angrily at the little boy. When she saw Jin Shiyue, a sweet smile filled her face.
"Brother, let me give you flowers." The little girl held a branch of wintersweet in her small hands and handed it to Jin Shiyue.
The little girl's face is full of collagen, and she is so cute that everyone will be delighted when they see her.
Jin Shiyue's tone was without warmth: "I'm allergic to pollen."
Lian Li thinks he is allergic to cuteness.
"Okay then." The little girl had a depressed face, obviously disappointed.
The little boy was angry, and he had the courage to yell at Jin Shiyue: "Liar! Xixi gave it to you, how could you not want it!"
The little girl reached out and hit him, and he calmed down.
Lian Li suddenly understood.
Jin Shiyue, this blue-faced troublemaker, ruined the relationship between childhood sweethearts and sweethearts.
The little girl asked Jin Shiyue with great expectations: "Brother, can I be your girlfriend when I grow up?"
Jin Shiyue glanced at Lian Li: "Ask her."
The little girl immediately stared at Lian Li eagerly.
Lian Li: "..." It's none of her business.
Lian Li changed the subject: "Whose children are they?"
Jin Shiyue was concise and concise: "The little one is from the Pei family. The brat is from next door."
Pei Xixi blinked her big eyes and asked Lian Li in a childish voice: "Sister, are you my eldest brother's girlfriend?"
"No, I..."
Before Lian Li finished speaking, Jin Shiyue hooked his long fingers on the strap of her cross-body bag and pulled her away: "Just talk nonsense." "You don't care about them anymore?" Lian Li was carried away by his power. Then he took two steps forward.
Jin Shiyue's dark eyes glanced over, filled with a hint of cold contempt.
"The Pei family can't even take care of their children, so they should go bankrupt as soon as possible."
Lian Li said oh, looked back and saw a servant running out to take the two children back.
She was relieved.
Wan Yi's mansion has strict security and is often patrolled, but she still can't help but worry when her two children are outside.
Children from powerful families are just children, and children are a vulnerable group.
It was getting darker, and the street lights illuminated the sky full of snow. The pieces were like goose feathers, getting faster and faster, and the crackling snow particles hit the umbrella.
Lian Li stretched out her hand to brush the falling snow from the God of Wealth's back. The umbrella in her hand leaned forward and caged the huge Tibetan Mastiff under the umbrella.
Jin Shiyue looked at her sideways and said meaningfully: "You are good at observing people's emotions."
Lian Li looked up at him and rolled her eyes, not taking the eldest young master's words to heart.
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In the winter, Jin Shiyue was wearing thin clothes, and it was certainly not because he had no clothes.
The only reason she could think of was that he didn't feel cold.
No one was cold, so why did she rush up to ask more questions.
The hand holding the umbrella was suddenly enveloped by a wave of warmth. Lian Li felt as if she had been electrocuted and wanted to throw it away immediately, but the palm with strong phalanges completely covered her hand, making it impossible for her to escape.
"As long as you don't get caught in the snow, it doesn't matter if others freeze to death, right?" Jin Shiyue's voice was lazy.
He relaxed a little and pulled his hand away.
She said: "Aren't you cold?"
"Which of your eyes can see that I'm not cold?" Jin Shiyue held an umbrella with one hand, and the umbrella tipped towards her calmly.
Two eyes.
Lian Li's almond-shaped eyes were bright, her gaze fell on the snow stains on his broad shoulders, and she looked up at his handsome face with a calm expression.
She changed her answer: "Brother Zhong Yang said you can do anything, so of course you won't feel cold."
The two walked side by side on the bluestone road in the bamboo forest, and the wind rustled the bamboo leaves.
Jin Shiyue opened his thin lips lightly and said in a casual tone: "Only dead people don't feel cold."
Lian Li asked: "So...he is not praising you, but calling you a dead person?"
Hearing this, Jin Shiyue looked at her sideways and raised his eyebrows arbitrarily: "I think you are scolding me."
Lian Li tilted her head, raised her eyelashes, met his eyes, and paused.
Jin Yanting's residence happened to be in front of her. She didn't even want her umbrella, so she said goodbye immediately and left: "I'm here, goodbye."
Lian Li trotted into the villa. Jin Yanting was sitting on the big sofa in the living room reading documents. Assistant He Shu was waiting beside him, answering some questions from time to time.
Lian Li brushed off the snowflakes on her body before going in. The new aunt Li, Mrs. Li, brought her a cup of ginger juice and brown sugar water to ward off the cold.
While Jin Yanting was flipping through the documents, he glanced at her but said nothing.
Finally, He Shu said: "Mr. Duan made an appointment to discuss cooperation at eight o'clock tomorrow evening. Do you need to change the time?"
Mr. Duan...his ex-girlfriend Duan Shiqing, the eldest daughter of the Duan family.
Lian Li pressed her palm against the wall of the cup, feeling no heat at all.
In Forty-Nine City, in terms of family background, no one is more suitable for Jin Yanting than Duan Shiqing.
Lian Li has thought many times that she knows better than anyone else.
Love is a false proposition, and the reality behind it is the true proposition.
If Lian Jingcheng had not died in the line of duty, she would have had a father to rely on and protect her during those most isolated years. Even if she fell in love with Jin Yanting, she would have just laughed it off, or at most shed tears.
But when she was least defensive, Jin Yanting took everything.
Nine years are like gravel, hitting the rock in my heart day after day, carving out a gap that is difficult to heal.
Cracks are where light comes in, and where rainwater seeps in. It is cold and damp, breeding countless bacteria.
This feeling is a beneficial bacteria that will grow bright flowers out of the darkness;
There are still harmful bacteria, which accumulate over time and corrode the blood and bones bit by bit.
The answer will soon come.
(End of chapter)