Zhan Wenshu immediately said: "Of course not."

"I haven't come to see you for a while. I wanted to come and see you and talk to you."

Zhan Qibei snorted, not believing it.

Zhan Wenshu stopped explaining and looked at Zhan Qibei's handwriting, "Dad, your handwriting is getting better and better."

The old man now has two major hobbies, one is playing chess and the other is practicing calligraphy.

As for these two major hobbies, the old man has now reached a state of perfection.

Zhan Qibei ignored Zhan Wenshu and focused on practicing his own calligraphy.

Zhan Wenshu stopped talking. Seeing that every stroke of the old man's paintings was very elegant, she felt relieved.

When she learned what Zhao Qiwei said to the reporters and media, she was extremely worried that the old man would be angry, so she hurried over.

Now it seems that the old man does not know about this.

However, just because we don’t know now doesn’t mean we won’t know later.

That child of the Zhao family is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

"Dad, you haven't asked about Lin Lian's child recently, have you?" Zhan Wenshu asked, his tone was very natural, just like chatting on weekdays.

Zhan Qibei didn't stop moving his hands, and he didn't look at Zhan Wenshu when he heard her words.

However, after writing a character, the old man put away his pen and looked at the vigorous and powerful characters on the rice paper.

"What? Is something wrong?"

The old man asked casually, his eyes always on the word "good", and he didn't pay much attention to Zhan Wenshu's question.

Zhan Wenshu smiled and said, "The child is in Kyoto. What can happen if we are here?"

"I just thought that since you are old, let us worry about the affairs of the younger generations, so you don't have to worry about it."

Zhan Qibei raised his head and looked at Zhan Wenshu. Those old eyes that had experienced vicissitudes of life were like a mirror, reflecting Zhan Wenshu's thoughts clearly and clearly.

When the old man looked at her like this, Zhan Wenshu's heart skipped a beat. She held her face together and said, "Brother is finally free today. He called me to ask about the situation after he found out what happened a few days ago."

"My eldest brother scolded me, so why didn't I just rush over here?"

As he said this, Zhan Wenshu smiled dryly, feeling very embarrassed.

Zhan Qibei put down the wolf hair, took the cane and walked out, "If you can take care of it, why should I worry about it?"

Zhan Wenshu hurriedly stepped forward to support Zhan Qibei and said hurriedly: "Yes, yes, it's all because of our lack of dedication."

"If we had worked harder, this wouldn't be the case."

"What you taught me, Dad, is that I will treat everything that happens to our Zhan family with the utmost care in the future."

"As for you, don't worry about it. Leave it all to us. We will definitely do a good job."

"Eldest brother has already said it. Even though you are old, it is simply unfilial for us to let you worry about it."

"We can't do this."

Zhan Wenshu helped Zhan Qibei sit down on the sofa and continued: "Don't worry, we will handle the matter properly and never let you worry."

Zhan Qibei didn't say anything. He took the tea leaves and started to make tea.

Seeing Zhan Qibei's appearance, Zhan Wenshu became a little nervous, "Dad?"

"Finished?"

The old man spoke up, and Zhan Wenshu laughed dryly, "That's it."

She thought of something and hurriedly said: "Come, I'll make it for you."

With that said, Zhan Wenshu took the tea leaves and took the initiative to make the tea.

Zhan Qibei didn't say anything, just sat there and watched Zhan Wenshu make tea.

In the evening, Zhan Wenshu had dinner at Zhan Qibei before going back.

Zhan Qibei stood on the balcony upstairs, looking at the dark night in the distance.

Lian Shi should be back soon.

In love.

Lin Lian and Lin Yue were so busy that they went back very late, but as soon as they walked out of the company, a man came over holding a large bouquet of delicate red roses.

"Ms. Lin, Brother Zhao gave this to you."

Brother Zhao, who else can there be besides Zhao Qiwei?

Lin Yue frowned for a moment, "Who cares about his roses? Get out of the way!"

This man is not an ordinary man. When Lin Yue yelled at him, his face suddenly turned sinister, "Mind your own business."

Lin Yue sneered, "Sister Lin is my sister, her business is my business, she will not agree to Zhao Qiwei, let your Brother Zhao give up!"

"you!"

Lin Yan stood in front of Lin Yue, "Tell Zhao Qiwei that I won't accept the flowers."

The man faced Lin Lian, his face a little better, but still arrogant, and said: "Brother Zhao said, it doesn't matter if Miss Lin doesn't accept it. He has a lot of patience when it comes to spending too much money."

"As long as Miss Lin doesn't agree to Brother Zhao, the flowers will continue to bloom."

After saying that, the man threw the flowers into the trash can next to him and left.

Lin Yue looked at the person leaving and was very angry, "Sister Lin, Zhao Qiwei is forcing you."

Lin Lian smiled, with a normal expression, "It's okay."

"Let's go, it's getting late, let's go have something to eat and go home to rest."

Lin Yue became anxious when he saw Lin Lian's unaffected appearance.

"Sister Lin, aren't you angry at all?"

"Why are you angry?"

"Because Zhao Qiwei, someone like him makes me sick just thinking about him. Don't you feel sick?"

"Haha, no."

"Ah? No?"

"Sister Lin, you..."

A taxi came over, Lin Yue and Lin Lian got in, and their voices disappeared.

Han Zaixing stood there, watching the car driving away, and his curled hands gradually loosened.

I want to tell her that he will send her back, I want to step forward, stand in front of her, and resist everything for her.

But he didn't do anything, he just looked at her from behind.

He was afraid, afraid that if he came closer, she would get further and further away from him.

In the car, Lin Yue still wanted to say something, but after seeing Lin Liang leaning against the seat and closing her eyes, she stopped.

How could you not care? How could you be so calm? Is this still Sister Lin?

Lin Yue lowered the window and looked out the window. The evening breeze blew away the irritability in his heart.

She looked ahead and immediately turned her head.

Outside the love gate, a man stood there looking at this for who knows how long.

Mr. Han?

Lin Yue looked at Lin Yue, whose eyes were closed, as if he was asleep.

Lin Yue frowned, with worry in his eyes.

Mr. Han is worried about Sister Lin, and so is she.

But now, what to do?

Zhao Qiwei keeps his word. Since the reports of his interview broke out, he has really used his actions to tell everyone that he is chasing Lin Liang.

Flowers, luxury goods, and the romance that women like are all happening every day in Love.

He enjoyed it endlessly.

At first, the employees who were in love would gossip about it, but gradually, as Lin Lian became unmoved, they stopped taking it seriously.

Days like this passed day by day, and everything was normal.

Milan.

In the villa.

Zhan Keke ran downstairs happily wearing a beautiful little skirt and carrying her favorite rabbit bag.

"Uncle Tony, Coco is ready!"

Downstairs, Tony was telling He Xiaoyi what things to take away. When he heard the little girl's words, he turned around and said, "Oh, the little angel is here?"
To be continued...