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Chen Jianan still didn't go home, and the company's new film started, and he didn't go to the set, and even handed over the martial arts to Chen Jiaban's brother, who openly became the shopkeeper. The whole person has become supernatural, and even paparazzi with great powers only occasionally catch his figure, and it is nothing more than spending time and drinking.
The money in his personal account has been squandered, and the company's money has been arranged by Qiao Wen, and he has no way to withdraw it. However, in the pictures captured by the paparazzi several times later, Liangzi Nan still spends a lot of money, spending a lot of money at every turn, and even bought a convertible car for himself, showing off in the market, very chic.
Qiao Wen has always refused to be interviewed by the media, but it has given the big newspapers and tabloids a chance to catch the wind and conclude that he and Chen Jianan are about to break up and part ways.
Because when he was sick, Lin Ruirui specially brought ginger tea to see him. As a courtesy, after Qiao Wen recovered completely, he also brought a gift and went to Lin's house to visit.
The Lin family lives in the wealthy area with the longest history in Taiping Mountain. In the early years, there were only foreigners. Over the years, local wealthy businessmen have gradually gained the right to speak, and the rich Chinese in this area have gradually grown.
This was Qiao Wen's first visit to Lin's house. The towering walls and black iron gate blocked the outside scenery. It wasn't until the servant led him in that he realized that it was a tiny place, and the Lin family's mansion had a verdant lawn of more than two acres besides the front yard and backyard.
"Awen, you are here!"
Lin Jurui, who was dressed in silk home clothes, greeted him at the entrance.
Qiao Wen looked around curiously, only to feel that this magnificent villa was shining with the light of money everywhere, and he couldn't help laughing: "At first, I thought that our villa with the same sea and sky could be regarded as a top luxury mansion. Only now do I know that I am a mansion." Sitting in a well and looking at the sky, I finally saw what a real luxury house is."
Lin Rurui smiled and said, "This is the industry my father worked hard for. That is to say, the area is not bad, and it's much worse than your taste."
"How could it be? The style is different." Qiao Wen followed Lin Jurui into the house, sat down on the leather sofa, put the gift box in his hand on the coffee table, and said, "It's the first time I come here, and I don't know what to give. I just brought you and my aunt some snacks made by my grandmother, but I don’t know if it suits your taste. By the way, where is my aunt? Are you at home?"
"My mother is making her garden in the backyard, and I will show you around later." Lin Ruirui opened the gift box with a smile on his face, took out a piece and put it in his mouth, nodded and praised: "It's delicious! It's been a long time since I said it. I have never eaten authentic Jiangsu and Zhejiang dim sum, thank you grandma for me."
Qiao Wen smiled: "As long as you like it."
Lin Jurui ate a piece of dim sum contentedly, and asked casually, "By the way, how is Anan doing? Did you go back?"
Qiao Wen showed frustration, shook his head and said: "I don't even go to the studio, I don't go back to the martial arts hall, I don't let him get money from the company, I thought he would come back when he had no money, but he seems to have found something to get money Luzi, the paparazzi have photographed him the last few times, and he doesn’t seem to be short of money at all.” He sighed, “It’s hard to get him out of the club, I really don’t want to see him go astray again.”
Lin Ruirui looked at him, and said solemnly: "Awen, I know that you and Anan have a good relationship, but seeing him like this makes you worry, I'm not worth it for you."
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Qiao Wen cleared his throat, avoiding his scorching gaze uncomfortably, and said, "Without him, I wouldn't be where I am today, and he has always been very kind to me. I think he's just making trouble Temper, you will think about it soon."
Lin Rui said: "Ah Wen, you are still too emotional."
Qiao Wen was silent under his gaze.
"Okay, I'll show you around my mother's garden." Lin Ruirui took him as the default, changed the subject, and put down the teacup.
Qiao Wen seemed secretly relieved, got up and said, "You won't disturb your aunt?"
Lin Jurui shook his head: "Now there are only my mother and I in the family. She lives in seclusion all year round and rarely sees guests. Seeing me come back and make new friends, she is very happy for me."
Qiao Wen nodded knowingly.
Tropical cities are hotbeds of flowers and plants. Although it is early winter, the back garden of the Lin family is still full of flowers. A woman in a dark blue embroidered velvet cheongsam was standing beside a blooming bougainvillea tree, pruning its branches.
"Mommy!" Lin Rurui called out.
The woman turned around, and when she saw the two people coming, she smiled slightly: "Jeffrey, is your friend here?"
Qiao Wen stepped forward and said politely, "Hi Auntie, I'm Qiao Wen."
Although Mrs. Lin is the eldest lady of the Zhong family and the mistress of the Lin family, she has always lived reclusively and rarely appeared in public. Qiao Wen only met Lin Zhaoming a few times at the memorial service of Lin Zhaoming, and she didn't even remember her appearance.
The woman in front of her was already a little older, but she was still recognizable as a beauty, her eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to Lin Jurui's.
"Hello, I saw your interview in the newspaper before. You are really young and promising, and you look like a good-looking person." Mrs. Lin glanced lightly at his face, and nodded.
Qiao Wen laughed: "Auntie is absurd."
Mrs. Lin said: "Jeffrey, show Awen around, I'm a little tired, I'm going upstairs to rest for a while."
Lin Rui nodded: "Mommy, go rest, I'll ask the servant to make some ginseng tea for you."
Mrs. Lin smiled faintly, and walked past the two of them back to the villa.
Lin Jurui led Qiao Wen around the back garden. Mrs. Lin obviously spent a lot of effort on the flowers and plants. In this back garden, there are a variety of flowers and plants, and the arrangement is also very unique.
"Auntie is a very knowledgeable person." Qiao Wen praised sincerely.
Lin Rurui smiled: "In addition to eating vegetarian food and reciting Buddha's name, my mother usually planted flowers and plants. I don't know if it is interesting to live or life is boring."
Qiao Wen said: "That's quite different from ordinary wealthy wives."
Lin Ruirui said casually: "Maybe it's because I've become indifferent to the glitz of the world."
Qiao Wen nodded thoughtfully, and followed him into the villa. When he walked downstairs, he suddenly realized something and looked up to the second floor.
I saw Mrs. Lin standing in front of the window of a house, holding a teacup in her hand, looking at him expressionlessly.
But when he looked at it, the other party had turned around and entered the room again.
Qiao Wen was slightly taken aback. If I read correctly, Mrs. Lin's eyes just now seemed a little weird.
"What's the matter? Awen?" Lin Rurui noticed that he stopped, turned his head to look over, followed his gaze and looked upstairs, but only saw an empty window.
Qiao Wen looked back, smiled and shook his head: "The pot of lilies of the valley on the windowsill above is blooming very well."
Lin Ruirui replied casually: "That's my mother's room, he likes lily of the valley very much."
Qiao Wen nodded.
"Come on, lunch should be ready in the kitchen, let's go eat."
Qiao Wen smiled: "I'm really a little hungry."
When the two returned to the house, Lin Jurui called a little maid: "Go and invite your wife downstairs for dinner."
The maid said: "Master, Madam said she is a little tired, so she won't come down, you and Qiao eat first, and just send her something to go up."
Lin Rui nodded: "Okay, my wife is not in good health recently, you take good care of her."
"I know, master."
Because Mrs. Lin did not join the lunch, Lin Ruirui and Qiao Wen sat opposite each other at the huge oval dining table. The dishes are exquisite, and the taste is naturally comparable to top restaurants.
The host and guest enjoyed the whole meal.
After dinner, Lin Jurui invited Qiao Wen upstairs to visit his room, but Qiao Wen was naturally disrespectful.
Lin Jurui's room is a suite, which is a living room. He turned on the record player and asked, "What do you want to hear? Jazz or country?"
"It's all right." Qiao Wen looked at the room calmly. The bookshelves, records and televisions were the most common hobbies of a young rich boy, and they seemed nothing special.
Lin Jurui took a few records from the record rack and put them into the machine, and soothing jazz music sounded in the room. He turned around and walked up to Qiao Wen, and politely extended his right hand: "I wonder if Ah Wen would like to do a dance together?"
Qiao Wen was slightly taken aback, and then smiled again: "I don't know how to dance, and it seems a bit strange to say that two big men dance."
Lin Ruirui didn't force it, and withdrew his hand indifferently, and said with a smile: "What's so strange? There are things that two big men can do."
He meant something, but Qiao Wen just pretended not to know.
"Sit down!" Lin Jurui pointed to the sofa and sat down first.
Qiao Wen also sat down calmly, but when he raised his head, he met the man's direct and hot eyes.
"Awen, I'm very happy."
"Huh?" Qiao Wen didn't understand why.
Lin Rui said with a gentle smile: "Isn't it worth being happy to be able to talk to the person you like in my room and make a deal?"
Qiao Wen smiled sarcastically: "Jeffrey, I think you are a friend."
Lin Ruirui said indifferently: "I know you are because of Anan, if..." He fixedly looked at him, "If there is no Anan, would you only consider me as a friend?"
Qiao Wen fell silent.
Lin Ruirui continued: "You actually know very well who is the right person for you."
Qiao Wen stood up: "Jeffrey, I will take my leave first."
Lin Rui said: "I'm sorry Ah Wen, I was the one to be abrupt, I'll take you out."
Qiao Wen nodded: "Thank you!"
The two went out, but before they reached the stairs, a door next to them opened, and it was Mrs. Lin who came out from inside.
"Awen, are you leaving?"
Qiao Wen nodded and said, "Goodbye, Auntie!"
Mrs. Lin said: "Jeffrey, didn't you bring back a few bottles of good wine from abroad? Why didn't you bring a bottle for Ah Wen?"
Lin Rui Rui patted his forehead suddenly, and said with a smile: "Look at my memory, I almost forgot, Ah Wen, wait a moment, I will go to the room and bring it to you."
"Need not… "
Before he finished speaking, Lin Jurui had turned back to the house, so Qiao Wen had no choice but to look at Mrs. Lin.
Mrs. Lin smiled and said casually: "I heard that you and Huihui are good friends."
Qiao Wen nodded: "Yes."
Mrs. Lin said: "Ah Wen should know what his father told him before he died, right?"
Qiao Wen froze for a moment, then nodded.
Mrs. Lin said: "His father is right, I hope he can obey his father's last wish."
After saying this, he turned and went back to the house.
Qiao Wen still remembered what Lin Zhaoming said to Lin Huihui before his death, telling him to stay away from the Zhong family and the Lin family. These two families add up to three people, and Mrs. Lin Zhong Kaiwen has nothing to do with him, so there is no need to tell him to stay away.
Then the only person who really kept him away was the person who was supposed to be close to him, that is, his only brother Lin Jurui.
Mrs. Lin's endless words are like a reminder.
And what does it mean for a mother to remind others to stay away from her son
Qiao Wen took a deep breath of understanding.
"Awen, this is my personal collection, I hope you like it." Lin Rurui walked over with a smile in his hand, holding a bottle of wine.
Qiao Wen bent his lips and smiled: "Jeffrey, then I'm not welcome."