Lynch sat quietly in his room, flicking the old mobile phone in his hand.
The case of the mobile phone is lovely pink, a very old lady's mobile phone. The edges are frayed, the colors are faded, and it has a few cracks on the screen where it has clearly been dropped.
The round and white fingers lightly pressed the play button, and the suspended image on the phone screen came alive again—a man and a woman were confronting each other in a dark room. Although the image was blurry, it was vaguely clear that the man was Lin Jue, and the shooting angle was tilted. , the characters are not in the center of the screen, obviously the mobile phone was accidentally photographed when it dropped to the ground.
— "How about I just touched that woman? Haha, it's a pity I didn't kill her child at that time!..."
—"...It's so funny, you keep saying you like her, why didn't you come to revenge on me?... You never really liked anyone, you just hate people forcing you to do things... Now, it's just because you have broken me mother's family, so I'm useless..."
There was a noisy rustling sound in the picture, and a woman's hoarse self-deprecating voice came out. The man left there without saying a word, only vaguely feeling indifferent, and the picture finally ended with the woman drinking the poison.
…
Lynch finished watching the video with a blank face—killing his mother, this is the best excuse for revenge.
He looked sideways at Mr. Dan, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and praised: "Well done." The little egg rolled around twice excitedly, and slid to Lin Qi's side, looking like a cute pet who was begging to be petted.
The corner of Lynch's mouth twitched, but he still reached out to touch Mr. Dan's smooth shell, and asked a rare extra question, "Why are you so quiet recently?"
Little Egg shrank his head, and said in a low voice, "I went to catch up with my old friend."
Seeing the appearance of a certain egg poking its head, Lynch said leisurely: "Why don't I know which egg you are old friends with?"
The little egg shell froze, then sat upright, and said with a serious face: "Xiao Qi, I will not become friends with those eggs. I am different from them. They are just mass-produced mechanical eggs with the ancient phoenix breath." , I am a true descendant of the Phoenix..."
"Well, it's really different." Lynch nodded, and Mr. Wang Dan was attracted by his eyes, before he finished his sentence, "No wonder you two are so unreliable."
Mr. Dan, who has already prepared the expression of being praised, silently faced the wind and burst into tears.
"It's okay to say that a mechanical egg can't turn into a phoenix, but why do you still look like an egg?" Lynch looked at a certain egg and said very seriously.
Dan Jun’s eggshell shook, and the tearful eggshell was faintly seen breaking apart — woo woo woo…
Lynch said that teasing eggs really makes people feel comfortable.
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In the evening, Lynch, who was uncharacteristically, left the study early.
Lin Jue felt that Lynch was a little strange tonight. There was no more struggle and pain in the eyes that secretly looked at him before, as if he had finally made a decision.
He was suddenly a little flustered. He just wanted to tease Lynch, and as long as Lynch said it to him, he would agree. But, I didn't expect... this stubborn boy!
Lin Jue closed the pages of the book, tapped on the table lightly for a while, and felt that it was better to explain it to him himself.
Just when Lin Jue was about to get up, Lin Zhong came in with a glass of milk and said, "Master, this is the milk that the young master ordered for you."
Lin Jue responded lightly, took the milk, and slowly stroked the warm cup with his thumb. He doesn't really like milk, but... When he drank the milk, a faint smile flashed in his eyes.
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At this time, Lin Jue's secretary suddenly called—
"President, it's not good, there is a problem with the cooperation with the United States!"
Hearing the secretary's panicked voice, Lin Jue gave a "thud" in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, he just said coldly, "What's going on?"
The other end of the phone was obviously calmed down by Lin Jue's calm voice, and he quickly introduced the current situation in an orderly manner, and then said: "... now almost all of our funds are used for this project, and the company has documents stating that it has been received. The goods arrived, but ... we didn't get any goods. And now, the time for the bank to repay the money has come."
Lin Jue's heart sank as he listened, and suddenly he didn't want to think about it any more, a chill shot out from the bottom of his heart, icy cold to the bone. Despite the extreme uneasiness in his heart, his voice was still steady and orderly, "Move the funds from other projects first, then call all shareholders and hold a meeting immediately."
However, a hesitant voice came from the other end of the phone, "President...the last time the cooperation with the Zhou Corporation was terminated, they withdrew all the funds. The young master has stopped other projects because of this. Can't get the money out; and the shareholders were dissatisfied last time, and now, the bank's repayment time has come again, they... "
"I said, call a meeting of all shareholders. Don't you understand?" Lin Jue clenched his hands into fists and creaked, every word seemed to have popped out of an ice cellar.
The person on the other end of the phone was terrified from the cold, and should immediately prepare later.
Lin Jue stood motionless, like a stone statue, with no expression on his face. Suddenly, the stone statue moved, and a thunderous fury rolled up. It violently swept away everything on the desk, and then stood there silently again, panting heavily. He closed his eyes deeply, and frowned in pain, as if he was afraid of seeing everything—
Ah Qi, not you! …
... In that case, I will definitely go crazy! …I will break your hands and feet bit by bit, and tie you by my side for the rest of my life… No, I should chew you up bit by bit, and then swallow you into my stomach… That’s the only way to be safe.
When he opened his eyes again, he forcibly suppressed all kinds of thoughts in his heart, and a dark tide surged under his calm eyes. Lin Jue seemed to have regained his composure. He turned around to look at Lin Zhong and ordered in an orderly manner: "Prepare the car and go to the company immediately, and let people watch the young master wait for me to come back."
... However, Lin Zhong didn't move at all. He still stood there respectfully with his head bowed.
Lin Jue suddenly felt dizzy, his pupils constricted, as if he understood something, the expression on Jun's face seemed bitter, mocking, and sad for a moment—it turned out that everything was just so many years of hard work...
In a blur, he seemed to see Lynch's slender figure appearing in front of him, and he could vaguely imagine what kind of smile that blurred eyebrows and eyes should be—gentle and cruel.
Why? Lin Jue's only thought when he fell down in the end was—as expected, he should have chewed you up bit by bit early in the morning, and then devoured you...
Lynch was wearing a black suit, exquisitely hand-cut to accentuate his tall figure. He stood at the door and watched Lin Jue fall, and then walked slowly to his side step by step, looking down at Lin Jue who was collapsed on the ground.
After a long time, he spoke, with a gentle voice and an imperceptible sigh: "Uncle Zhong, prepare the car... Take father to the company... Presumably, mother doesn't want to stay here either, so you take mother's ashes with father Let's go together."
Lin Zhong was startled, and stared fixedly at Lin Qi's back for a long time before answering in a low voice, and then said dryly: "Eldest young master, take care of yourself."
Lynch lowered his eyes in noncommittal. Lin Zhong's betrayal was nothing more than love, because of Lin Qi's mother, he chose to help Lin Qi. In the previous life, Lin Qi was locked in the room for ten years, except for Lin Yongbai, only Lin Zhong took care of him three meals a day. The word love has been the nemesis of all people since ancient times. When it comes to caring for the people you love, how can people have any intelligence at all
Leaving Lin Zhong behind, Lynch left the study and walked slowly to his room. When passing the corridor, he stopped.
Lin Yongbai stood there quietly on the opposite side. He was a little thinner than when we met last time, his cheeks were slightly sunken, showing a thin shape; his body was thinner and thinner under the loose white lining, as if standing They couldn't stand still, and it looked like it made people feel a little sad.
"Brother, your leg is healed." He looked at Lynch with a pale face and smiled, the expression on his face should be as cute as possible.
Lynch approached slowly, and also looked at him with a smile, as gentle as his expression could be. He leaned close to Lin Yongbai's ear and whispered in a low voice - "What? Aren't you happy for your brother?"
The ambiguous gesture like a lover's whisper instantly made Lin Yongbai blush.
The smile on Lin Qijun's face widened, and he sighed: "It's a pity...you didn't get to see your father for the last time..."
After understanding the meaning of this sentence, Lin Yongbai raised his head and looked at Lin — seeing the gentle smile on the handsome eyebrows, it looked so gentle...and so cruel...
His originally red face turned pale again, his face was only one step away from the appearance of a dead man, his thin body trembled like a leaf falling in the wind...
"...No, it's impossible..." He muttered to himself with blank eyes, then his face changed, and he pushed his hands hard towards Lynch, but Lynch grabbed him. "Liar! You lied!" He could only look at Lynch with tears in his eyes and yell.
Lynch grabbed his hand and held him in his arms, sighing lowly: "Poor child. Without a mother, do you want to monopolize father's love? You don't know—father's love is actually the most painful thing Is it?"
Lynch's low sigh sounded a bit pity at this time, and the gentle voice made people want to cry.
And Lin Yongbai just shed tears in a daze like that, and let the servants who followed him take him back without resisting.