"Are you proud now? Are you happy to catch me? " Lin Zexuan's eyes are locked on Xi Yancheng, and his eyes are all unwilling: "this world is really unfair. You are from a prominent family and have supportive parents and relatives. Whether you are famous or disgraced, you can go home and inherit hundreds of millions of assets!"

Xi Yancheng didn't expect Lin to say this. He squinted, as if he was looking at a Madman: "so you are jealous of me?"

"Yes, I envy you!" Lin Xuanxuan yelled, but because of the wound, and pain cold sweat straight out: "why don't I envy you? You are born and gifted, and even your women are dead set on you

He said here, but suddenly laughed: "unfortunately, your woman has been played by me! I still have videos. Do you want to enjoy them? "

Xi Yancheng looked at Lin Zexuan sitting in a wheelchair with a light tone: "she doesn't have one."

"Why, she told you that?" Lin Zexuan's eyes were bloody red, and the bottom of his eyes was excited and dark: "she is afraid you don't want her, of course you say that! You think I'm not doing anything for hours? "

However, Xi Yancheng's expression on his face was not chapped or even a trace of anger. He just calmly asked, "Lin Zexuan, why do you hate her so much? Because xuanyuanlin hates the palace family and the Beiming family

"Well, do you think it's possible?" Lin Zexuan laughed, and he leaned back in his chair: "if I really respect him so much, I won't fly by myself!"

"Why is that?" Xi Yancheng took a stool and sat down. He raised his legs and said, "do you have a relationship with the palace family?"

After the accident, Gong Ling night investigated, and the whole family had no impression on Lin Zexuan. He was also Gong Mo Yi, because he had learned theoretical knowledge and had an intersection with him.

"Why, I want to know the news and sell it to your future father-in-law?" Lin chexuan looks uncooperative.

His eyes look into the distance, eyes suddenly become a little far-reaching.

Why? It goes back many years.

At that time, he was very young.

In the mountain village where he lived, all the families were very poor and almost all the children did not go to school.

And his family, because his father hurt his leg when he went to cut firewood in the mountains, was even poorer than other families.

He remembered that when he was a child, it was snowing, and he was wearing straw woven shoes, which made his feet red and numb with cold.

When his family was almost out of rice, several city people came to do charity.

It was his first meeting with xuanyuanyao.

At that time, he saw all the people in the village. Even if the village was more water-saving than Xuanyuan Yao who was 28 years old, he did not know how much worse.

At that time, xuanyuanyao should have come to do charity with a charity.

She also handed out a big bag of rice noodles and a big red envelope to him.

He will never forget that picture at that time.

He could not forget her beautiful and elegant face, nor could he forget the contrast between his small black hand and her white hand.

Knowing her name, he secretly found someone in the village who could write to teach him.

He wrote down every stroke and thought she was a fairy in yaochi.

And after years, he can always remember those pictures, although with the years, her appearance blurred in the memory.

That is, in the year of his parents' death, he went out fishing on his own, and then met xuanyuanlin, who was unconscious.

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