Han Zijie realized that the matter was completely different from what he thought, and immediately called Ahu. Han Xun's transfer of funds to Lin Jian was hidden from Han Zijie, but not from Ahu. The main reason is that except when he was with Lin Mo, he followed Han Xun every step of the way, and Han Xun couldn't hide it even if he wanted to. Now being asked sharply by Han Zijie, and knowing that the third and fourth misses had already betrayed the young master, they could only falter and falter and explain the whole thing.
Han Zijie was so angry that his veins were throbbing, but what he didn't expect was that Ah Hu would actually speak for Lin Mo, "...Master Lin is a very nice person, and there is nothing wrong with him being with him. I watched the young master grow up Yes, I haven't seen him so happy since he fell ill when he was twelve years old..."
Han Zijie clenched his fists and then released them. He couldn't help but see Han Xun telling him that Lin Mo was the person he had been looking for, his eyes glowing with tenderness... In all fairness, A Xun has indeed changed over the past year or so. A lot, not only calm, but also no longer moody in front of others, violent and gloomy behind others, and also actively quit drug addiction.
Han Zijie suddenly realized, when did these changes in A Xun start
Lin Mo, Lin Mo...
Han Zijie silently said the name twice in his heart, and the delicate and calm face in the photo appeared in his mind, and he let out a long sigh. It's just for fun. Now that things have happened, he can no longer use this excuse to hide the hidden worries in his heart. All along, the thing he secretly worried about finally happened.
But what can he do? Use coercive means to separate the two of them? If he wanted to do that, he was afraid that Ah Xun would hate him for being light all his life. If it's for the good of A Xun, it doesn't matter even if he holds grudges, I'm afraid that A Xun will go to another extreme. If he continues to help A Xun hide it from his family, I am afraid that the old man will find out in the future, and he will be the first to be spared. Moreover, is Lin Mo's character and heart really worthy of A Xun? Is he really the one who can spend his whole life with Ah Xun
For a moment, Han Zijie had a lot of thoughts in his mind, not knowing what to do. He sat quietly in the study all night, throwing a pile of cigarette butts, and at dawn he called Han Xun, and the two brothers talked on the phone for a long time. In the morning, after the banks in country m opened for business, Han Xun's account had an extra 30 million US dollars. After receiving the call from the professional manager, Han Xun was slightly relieved, but he couldn't help frowning when he thought of Uncle Zhong's arrival. We have to find a way to win Uncle Zhong to his side.
When the lights came on, the dining table in the yard was full of dishes. In the afternoon, Han Xun called the chef and nutritionist he brought over and asked them to temporarily live in a courtyard house during this time to take care of the life of the whole family. Most of these dishes were made by them in the afternoon. Lin Mo casually cooked a few home-cooked dishes that he was good at—fish-flavored eggplant, shrimp and winter melon soup, mapo tofu, lotus pond stir-fry, and the sausage and bacon he brought, all cooked and served on the plate .
Regardless of how the old man murmured about Lin Mo in his heart, these few delicious dishes completely conquered his taste buds. In the words of Han Mu, after so many years abroad, she has never eaten such authentic and delicious bacon sausage. Although Han's mother can't eat spicy food very much, she likes spicy food very much. Han Xun has completely inherited this from her. The taste of mapo tofu, which is both spicy and spicy, is very suitable for her taste. The tofu made from the water in the capital is rather stale, not as tender as the tofu made from the water in Qingtong Village, but each has its own flavor. The water in Qingtong Village is sweeter and tastes better. After Han Mu heard Lin Mo say that the tofu in his hometown was more delicious, she couldn't help yearning for it.
The old man likes to eat bacon the most. When Lin Mo was at home, these bacons were hung on the stairs. They were cool and ventilated. After cooking, the lean meat is like red jade, and the fat is like topaz. Sliced into thin slices and placed on a white porcelain plate, the color is really beautiful. Fat meat melted into slag, lean meat was tough but not chewy, the old man ate one piece after another, the nutritionist next to him couldn't stand it anymore, and told Father Han that he shouldn't eat such high-salt and high-fat food at his age It made Father Han no longer want to eat this dish, but he could only endure it, it was cheap for Ahu. Han Xun looked at the old man's slightly frowned brows and the dissatisfaction hidden in his eyes, hooked the corners of his mouth unkindly, put a large chopsticks of bacon into his own bowl, and made no secret of his gloating.
Unable to eat bacon and sausage, the old man had no choice but to turn to fish-flavored eggplant. Logically speaking, as an old man, what kind of delicacies have he not tasted? However, the few dishes made by Lin Mo unexpectedly suit his appetite. They are just ordinary home-cooked dishes. When they are at home on weekdays, the cook at home also cooks them. I used to eat it and thought it was good, but after trying the food made by Lin Mo, I realized that the ones I ate before seemed to lack some flavor, and he couldn't describe the specifics, but anyway, he thought it tasted very comfortable and very appetizing.
The old man is not the only one who feels this way, there are two tables in the yard, and there are dishes cooked by Lin Mo on both tables, and all the kung fu will bottom out after a while. After the meal, Ah Hu burped, and said sincerely: "I have eaten so many dishes, and I think Master Lin's cooking is the best."
Lin Mo smiled modestly, adding up his two lifetimes, this is the only way he can do it.
Han Xun was happier than boasting himself, and said with a smile: "That is, our family...cousin's nephew can't cook poorly?" .
Lin Mo couldn't complain about nephews, uncles, etc.
However, Mother Han was happier than Han Xun. She kept praising Lin Mo's ability, and the old man also commented very fairly on Lin Mo's cooking. Han's father and Han's mother brought back all their confidants when they returned to China. After booing, Lin Mo blushed at what they said.
Since it is a birthday, a birthday cake is naturally indispensable. The cake was ordered by Ah Hu for Han Xun. It has four layers and is covered with fruits and cream. Just looking at it makes people move their index fingers. After lighting the candles and singing the birthday song, Han Xun made a rare pious and serious wish and blew out all the candles in one breath. Before he started cutting the cake, Allen was clamoring, stretching out his paws to touch it. After Han Xun cut the cake, he picked a small piece of cake without cream and put it in Alan's mouth. Alan ate it with dignity and wanted it after eating. Xu's mother was afraid that he would spoil his stomach, so she hugged him away. The little guy cried sadly, and coaxed him with his favorite ball for a long time before coaxing him down.
After dinner, it's still early. Han's father and Han's mother's jet lag has not yet reversed, and they slept all afternoon, and now they are very energetic. So, the old man asked Han Xun and Lin Mo to accompany them to the capital for a stroll. Ah Hu had already been familiar with walking around the capital, picked a few places with good night views, and drove Han's father and Han's mother out to play until midnight before returning.
Back home, after washing up, Lin Mo lay down on the bed and it was already two o'clock in the middle of the night. Fearing that the old man would become suspicious again, Han Xun shared two rooms with Lin Mo to sleep. After the waiting in the main courtyard was gone, he tiptoed into Lin Mo's room. Lin Mo slept all afternoon, and now he was thinking about the day's affairs, and he was a little insomnia. When Han Xun walked in, he was still asleep.
"What are you doing here?"
Han Xun hugged the person in the dark and kissed him a few times, sat on the edge of the bed where he was not breathing well, turned on the lamp, took out the box in his arms, took out the medicine jade, and said with a gentle smile: "The doctor said, this is useful It cannot be broken, otherwise the effect will not be good.”
Lin Mo looked at him, not knowing what to say.
"What kind of eyes are you looking at me for?"
Lin Mo said unhappily: "Do you think you haven't lost enough face? Or can't wait for your father to find out something?" For some reason, Lin Mo always felt that Han's father seemed to have discovered something, and the look in his eyes was strange. It was strange, as if with some kind of scrutiny, which made him very uncomfortable.
"What does it mean to lose face?" Han Xun was displeased: "It's a big deal to take care of your body, what do you care about him?" Han Xun was afraid that Lin Mo would overreact and he would be worried, so he didn't dare to say that the old man had become suspicious of them.
Seeing that Lin Mo's expression was uneasy, he explained: "I'm really afraid of you. I soaked the medicine jade before. I hid it well and no one knows. Hurry up, I'll use it for you, go to bed early. Dad Mom will definitely let you go out with them tomorrow, don't rest well, the weather is so hot, you should not be able to take it anymore."
Lin Mo didn't want to use that broken medicine jade from the bottom of his heart, but seeing Han Xun's bloodshot eyes and the lingering fatigue between his brows, the words of refusal came to his lips, but he couldn't say anything. In the end, without saying a word, Han Xun allowed Han Xun to put the medicine jade into his body. It was late at night, and it was a bit cold. Han Xun helped Lin Mo tuck the quilt, and pecked lightly on his moist and soft lips, "Go to bed early, don't think about it, I have everything."
There was a lot of sadness in Lin Mo's heart. Some words that had been brewing in his heart for a long time finally couldn't hold back and blurted out: "It's between us, it's between the two of us. Don't carry everything alone. No matter how difficult the future is, as long as you don't let go , I won't leave."
Han Xun was stunned for a moment, and suddenly, an extremely bright smile appeared on his face: "Lin Xiaomo, I will never let go in my life."
Life is too short, and three lives and three lives are still not enough.
In the darkness, Lin Mo took out the ring around his neck and held it in his palm. The warm touch dispelled all the confusion in his heart.
Han Xun didn't go back to the bedroom immediately, but went straight to the study. He has never been as ambitious as he is now, eager to become stronger.