"Lin Xuan!"

Qin poetry drooped down his face and said, "I don't allow you to say anything rubbish, where are you rubbish!"

"Hahaha, I'm not trying to dispel your doubts. I don't have any special identity!"

Instead, Lin Xuan laughed.

Qin poetry murmured: "others say that you are the eldest young master of the Lin family, the capital of the emperor. I still hope that I will marry into a rich family and become a rich and young lady."

Lin Xuan's expression slightly a congealed, "poetry, you rare, rich too?"

"It's better to be scolded by my husband all the time." The poems of Qin Dynasty are full of vigor and vitality.

Lin Xuan was astonished and seriously asked, "are you sure you said this is not angry?"

Qin's poetry was amused by his serious appearance. He raised his finger and poked his forehead. "You've been married for three years. Don't you know what kind of temperament your daughter-in-law is?"

"If I were such a vain gold digger, would you marry me? I've already pushed you all the way to find Gao Fu Shuai. "

Lin Xuan grinned, "it's almost the same. My daughter-in-law's poetry is the most The best daughter-in-law. "

"Come on, don't make me laugh. As far as I'm concerned, I don't care if I'm rich or handsome, I don't care if I'm rich or handsome

"I just want to have someone who can understand me and accompany me. No matter whether we are rich or poor, we are just like the original appearance, with love and happiness."

In the heart, Lin Xuan grows a deep breath.

It seems that the rumors outside have become more and more popular. Even Qin poetry has heard rumors about Lin Xuan's true identity.

Although, Lin Xuan knows it well, this time, the rumor is true.

However, he never thought that he would come back to the Lin family one day, recognize his ancestors, and even less likely to become the eldest young master of the Lin family.

It's impossible to recognize one's ancestors. It's impossible to live in this lifetime.

For a time, he thought that even his surname was a disgrace.

This dirty and dirty family, to do such a devoid of human nature, that is to desecrate the ancestors.

Since he was abandoned about 20 years ago, he has been deeply resentful of this shameless family. He will never forgive the family for its crimes.

In addition, Lin Yu and Lin Yuan, the second master, learned of the wind and grass, and immediately sent the masters of the Tian generation to pursue Lin Xuan and kill them all.

Sooner or later, he will go to the Lin family to get it back.

Of course, every time he read them, Lin Xuan would always think of the poems of Qin Dynasty. These despicable and shameless people would be in great trouble if they started to do so.

At present, there is Ji Wan'er, a snake hearted woman. I'm afraid that she will never give up if she fails to achieve her goal.

This matter is also extremely difficult to solve properly, otherwise, it will be a great harm to Qin poetry.

Even this time, Ji Wan'er took the lead in killing Lin Xuan. If he did this to the poetry of Qin Dynasty, it would be impossible for Qin poetry to live.

Think of here, Lin Xuan heart a burst of depression, have to prepare for a rainy day, think of a proper way is.

"Poetry, thank you for always understanding me, sincerely, it's good to have you!"

Lin Xuan said with emotion.

Qin's poetry "puff and hiss" chuckled quietly, looked up at him with a slanting eye, "I'm ok?"

"Well, well, no one is better than you."

Qin Shishi happily laughed, "well, don't praise me. Go on, let's go back. Don't send me to work today. You stay at home and have a good rest."

"No, I'll take you back to work." Lin Xuan insisted.

Qin poetry heart know, stubborn but Lin Xuan, no longer dispute, acquiescence.

They went down the mountain holding hands. Even if they didn't say a word, they had a good understanding.

Every step, every step, is to maintain a high degree of consistency.

It's very warm and touching.

Back at the villa on the hillside, aunt Tang prepares breakfast. Lin Xuan and Qin Shishi eat breakfast. Lin Xuan drives to take Qin Shi Shi to work.

Along the way, words are not much, but between the two people, that kind of tacit beauty is more like the first love person, shyness shows a kind of unspeakable beauty.

"Shishi, then you go to work well. I'll go back and I'll pick you up after work in the afternoon..."

"Well, all right."

After sending Qin Shi Shi Shi to Guokang Pharmaceutical Group building, Lin Xuan waved and drove back to the hillside villa of Yunwu Mountain.

When Lin Xuan returns to the hillside villa, he gently pushes open the door and enters the room.

Luo Ping sat on the sofa, cocked her legs, coldly glanced at Lin Xuan. She saw that Lin Xuan was going to go into the bedroom. "Lin Xuan, come here. I have something to discuss with you."Lin Xuan was stunned and looked at Luo Ping. It was self-evident that she was going to play with some moths.

Originally Lin Xuan wants to ignore Luo Ping directly and turns into the bedroom.

However, Luo Ping seems to have expected that she is still that kind of sneering posture, "I know you don't want to talk to me, but, concerning the safety of poetry, I think you need to listen to it!"

At the mention of Qin's poetry, Lin Xuan frowned, which was the one he cared about most, the string in his heart.

"Luo Ping, what do you want to say? Poetry what safety, you tell me clearly

Lin Xuan walked over and stood in front of the sofa where Luo Ping was sitting. His gloomy face was filled with a trace of fierce killing.

Luo Ping was not afraid at all and snorted coldly, "Lin Xuan, you've been in the Qin family for more than three years, haven't you? I believe that your feelings for poetry are also true. "

"I also believe that you are most concerned about the safety of poetry. Then, it's time to show off. Is it really love poetry? "

Lin Xuan didn't really have much interest. Listening to Luo Ping saying a lot of nonsense in a circle, she said in a pitiful way: "don't talk nonsense. What do you want to say?"

"You know how powerful the Ji family is, and with your strength, you can't protect poetry. Have you ever thought about the consequences if Ji Jia hurt poetry because of you? "

"Ji Jia, these crazy people, can do anything. Their arms can't twist their thighs. For the sake of the safety of poetry, I think it's time to make a decision. You can leave poetry!"

Luo Ping said coldly without feeling, as if she were talking about a very common thing, but her words showed her incomparable dislike of Lin Xuan and her desire to drive him out of the house immediately

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