Dong Bijun put away the dishes and cleaned the kitchen. Then he brought the cooked tea and went upstairs to Lin Chaotian's study.
The study room was peaceful at this time, and Lin Chaotian was sitting on the desk reading. The expression is calm and quiet. There was no sign of any emotional fluctuations.
Although just now, he learned from his daughter that he was about to become a grandfather.
It seemed that nothing in the world could disrupt Old Yao Lin's mood.
This is so terrible and so sad.
If a person has lost even the most basic emotions, can he still be called a human being
Mr. Dong Bi placed the tea set and poured a cup of hot tea for Old Demon Lin very calmly. Then he quietly sat aside and said softly: "As soon as Huayin is pregnant, your and my status will be upgraded."
Lin Laoyao took a sip of hot tea.
He nodded lightly: "Yes." But his eyes still stayed on the book, without any intention of being distracted.
"Actually -" Dong Bijun paused and said hesitantly. "Since they are father and daughter, how can they have an overnight feud? Huayin actually means a compromise this time."
"Is there any?" Lin Laoyao raised his eyes slightly and glanced at Dong Bijun. "Did she tell you? Or was it your own conjecture?"
Mr. Dong Bi was glanced at by Lin Lao Yao's dull eyes, and immediately felt a little weak.
"It's my personal guess." Dong Bijun bit his lip and said softly.
"Go out." Lin Laoyao put down his tea cup and stared at the book intently.
Seeing that Mr. Lin had no interest in continuing the conversation, Mr. Dong Bi nodded and left the study with regret.
Since the last incident, he has become increasingly cold towards himself. Although Dong Bijun fully accepts such punishment. But from her perspective, she hopes that her husband will not live too tired and lonely.
How much hatred is there that you can deny your daughter
Dong Bijun believed that what Lin Laoyao was thinking was not what he saw with his own eyes. There must be more unknown reasons that brought him to where he is today step by step.
After Mr. Dong Bi left, Old Yao Lin gently put down his book. Then he lit a cigarette and took a deep breath.
"Are you really going to be a grandpa?"
Lin Laoyao murmured to himself, seeming a little surprised and a little unbelievable.
"Xiao Zheng, you are so brave."
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Along the way, Lao Lin didn't make a sound.
Based on Xiao Zheng's understanding of her, Lao Lin should be in a bad mood.
It's not difficult to understand. Who does Lao Lin bow his head to on weekdays? But today at the dinner table, she took the initiative to show her kindness and had a few words with Old Yao Lin. The result was cold words. Far from being enthusiastic, he didn't seem to care at all.
It can be said that Lao Lin tonight perfectly interpreted a hot face against a cold butt.
Slowing down the speed of the car, Xiao Zheng gently held Lao Lin's cold palm and said softly: "Don't think so much."
When Lin Huayin heard this, she said without squinting: "I didn't think about it."
Xiao Zheng sighed in his heart and didn't know how to persuade him.
There were some things that he was destined not to let Lin Huayin know. Once you know it, you may fall into even greater pain.
Lin Laoyao probably has the same mood, right
The daughter’s grandfather was his father-killing enemy.
daughter’s mother,
She is the daughter of his father-killing enemy.
How to say these words
Xiao Zheng guessed in his mind that maybe Lin Laoyao was also in the middle of a war between heaven and man, right
No one can guess what Lin Lao Yao is thinking, not even Xiao Zheng. So he didn't dare to make an assertion easily. Nor would he imagine that Lin Laoyao would give up revenge for the sake of his grandson. The only thing he can do is to work hard every step of the way.
Only when you are strong enough can you control everything.
When he got home, Lao Lin went directly upstairs to rest. Xiao Zheng was sitting in the living room drinking tea a little depressed. Jessica could tell that Xiao Zheng was in a bad mood. I brought some snacks over and sat aside to chat.
"Sir, are you in a bad mood?" Jessica asked very gently.
Xiao Zheng nodded: "Very depressed."
"Why don't you tell me?" Jessica smiled. "Maybe I can help you with some of that."
Xiao Zheng rolled his eyes at Jessica: "What can you, a bachelor, do for me?"
After a pause, he said expectantly: "When you were in the British royal family, you should have witnessed some separation of flesh and blood, right?"
When Jessica heard this, she shook her head and said: "Under the wise leadership of the Queen of England, there is harmony in the royal family."
After coming to China, Jessica also learned the application of Harmony Erzi.
But as soon as he finished speaking, he turned to say: "But I have heard about some long history of the British royal family."
"Under centralized power, there will be tragedy." Jessica said earnestly. "The history of the British royal family is also a history stained with blood. There are many sad stories of relatives killing each other and the separation of flesh and blood."
Xiao Zheng glared at Jessica: "When it comes to history, our Chinese country has a much deeper history than your British country. How can you be China's opponent when playing politics?"
Jessica smiled, pursed her lips and said, "Sir, you are really a person with a strong sense of national honor."
"Nonsense." Xiao Zheng rolled his eyes and sighed. "You can't help me with my headache. Why not help me prepare some late-night snacks and have a drink with me. I didn't take a few bites of this meal tonight."
Jessica smiled and said: "Exactly."
"There's no problem that a table of delicious food can't solve," Jessica said.
"What if there is?" Xiao Zheng smiled.
"Two tables then." Jessica said enthusiastically. Turn around and walk into the kitchen to get ready.
With Jessica here, Xiao Zheng never has to worry about what to eat tonight. Don't worry about not having food at home. This old butler can be on call 24 hours a day. They have stricter discipline than soldiers.
Doing everything to the extreme is admirable. Xiao Zheng found a sense of identity from Jessica.
Jessica made midnight snacks, and Xiao Zheng went upstairs to greet Lao Lin without any hope. As a result, Lao Lin unexpectedly agreed. Xiao Zheng was extremely surprised.
"Come on, eat more. If you don't eat enough, the baby will suffer too." Xiao was putting vegetables into Lao Lin's bowl, but he was clinking glasses with Jessica to drink.
The two drank not quickly, but a lot. In less than half an hour, each person had finished a bottle of Maotai. Jessica's drinking capacity is average, and she drinks a little too hard. At this moment, he was already drunk and on the verge of collapse.
Xiao Zheng laughed and patted Jessica on the shoulder, picked him up and threw him into the room. When he came out, he saw Lao Lin looking at him with a strange look. He couldn't help but touched his face and said, "What's wrong?"
"I finally have a deep understanding of what it's like to be caught in the middle." Lin Huayin pursed her lips and said.
When Xiao Zheng heard this, he pretended to be exaggerated and said, "Don't you know this before?"
"I can only understand it, but I can't empathize with it." Lin Huayin said.
"Then how did you wake up now?" Xiao Zheng joked.
"Because of the child." Old Lin touched his belly and said tenderly.