Goodnight, Mr. CEO!

the next day.

Just after dawn, there was a knock on the door of Lin Hanxing's room.

When she lazily opened the door in silk pajamas, the maid with icy skin and snow skin was taken aback for a while.

It turned out that Lin Youlin, who hadn't slept well all night, was afraid that she would delay her business, and just wanted to ask her servant to wake Lin Hanxing up early, when Yuan Shaojing's confidant, Uncle Hai, had already arrived and was waiting downstairs.

After hearing this, Lin Hanxing only said that he knew, changed his clothes after washing and went downstairs.

The hall was already full of Lin family members who got up early, even Luo Ruyin, whose face was slightly swollen, was there.

The faces were different, it was supposed to be breakfast time, but no one had that thought.

Uncle Dumb has already prepared Lin Hanxing's breakfast.

"Miss Lin, I'll pick you up."

Uncle Hai changed his attitude when he first came here, and his attitude is respectful and polite.

"Wait until I've had breakfast." Lin Hanxing looked up at him, then said indifferently.

Still in the mood for breakfast!

Luo Ruyin rolled her eyes, just waiting for that Uncle Hai to get angry, after all, last time he was in the hospital, he made himself suffer so much!

Others, more or less, have the same thoughts in their hearts.

But unexpectedly, not only did Uncle Hai have no objection, he even took the initiative to stand aside to facilitate Lin Hanxing's meal.

The dumb uncle came out with breakfast.

The freshly made scallion pancakes are fried until golden on both sides.

Cut by a sharp knife into a shape that is easy to use with chopsticks, it is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and even the crispy oily skin has a rich aroma.

The refreshing shredded lettuce is cut thinner than a toothpick, jasper green, dotted with shredded red pepper, fresh and refreshing.

The most time-consuming is the pumpkin puree.

The pumpkin is boiled into a puree, with fresh cream, broth, pepper, etc. as the base material. The sweet aroma can be smelled by the Lin family sitting in the hall, but only faintly heard the sound of gurgling. did not hear.

Lin Hanxing quietly picked up the chopsticks regardless of what the rest of the Lin family had in mind.

"Cousin is looking down on our Lin family, and appointed herself a cook?"

Suddenly, Luo Wenbo made a strange sound, breaking the silence of the room.

Luo Wensu frowned. In the past two days, the elder brother's temper seemed to have become more and more impatient.

Uncle Hai walked on the tip of a knife when he was young, and it was okay to deliberately hide it on weekdays, but now he is glaring at Luo Wenbo...

The atmosphere suddenly became subtle.

But before Uncle Hai could do anything else, everyone just heard a hiss, and something seemed to fly by.

Immediately afterwards, the body of the European-style vase on the coffee table cracked like a spider web, and it was torn apart with the sound of slapping.

And the culprit is either...

Lin Youlin's eyes widened. It was a chopstick?

"Uncle dumb, change a pair for me."

Lin Hanxing's cold voice sounded immediately, and the pair of chopsticks in his hand turned into a single chopstick at some point.

So, just now she was using chopsticks...

Broke the vase?

Even if other people didn't see it clearly, Uncle Hai, a Lianjiazi, could see it clearly.

This girl clearly didn't use all her strength...

If you really set your mind to it, the seemingly blunt chopsticks can definitely penetrate that person's throat.

Luo Wenbo came back and stared fiercely in the direction of Lin Hanxing.

But seeing Lin Hanxing unhurriedly taking the chopsticks from the dumb uncle's hand again, his cold and sharp eyes suddenly turned to Luo Wenbo.

The moment the two looked at each other, Luo Wenbo's scalp was forced to go numb for a while.

Lin Hanxing withdrew his gaze and sneered inwardly.

A breakfast is eaten in the minds of everyone.

Lin Hanxing went upstairs again, and when he came down again, his clothes had been changed into all black.

The high-waist retro black Hepburn dress is dignified and elegant, the neck is decorated with a white pearl necklace, the original long hair is rolled up behind the ears, and there is a black mesh hat from England on the head, and high heels with straps of the same color, walking slowly down the stairs step down.

Every step is like stepping on the heart.

"You can go." Lin Hanxing looked at the dumb uncle, his voice was so calm that it was almost indifferent.

Those eyes that seemed to have been soaked in the cold pool showed reason through the black mesh of England.

Until Lin Hanxing left, Luo Ruyin couldn't help but pooh at the place where her back disappeared.

"Bitch!"

As soon as the words fell, a sharp cold suddenly rose from behind.

Looking up, Uncle Dumb was looking straight at her, as if he was looking at a dead person.

Pursing her lips, Luo Ruyin snorted coldly, turned around and went upstairs!

………………

The car drove steadily towards the cemetery in the eastern suburbs.

During this period, Uncle Hai frequently looked at Lin Hanxing who was sitting in the back seat through the rearview mirror.

But apart from being calm, he couldn't receive any fluctuations in her emotions.

There is a simple and elegant floral fragrance in the car.

Lin Hanxing had a bouquet of white Lolimas roses.

Flower language is the memory of death.

The road up the mountain was winding and tortuous. Although it did not rain again today, the weather was gray and depressing.

The towering green plants on both sides of the road seem to be rising into the clouds.

The higher you go, the fresher the air and the cooler the temperature.

Soon, the Eastern Suburb Cemetery arrived.

Today's Eastern Suburb Cemetery is surrounded by a group of men in black suits, presenting a completely closed state.

Almost as soon as the car stopped, Lin Hanxing saw a familiar black Bugatti.

As soon as Uncle Hai stopped, Lei Xiao got out of the car.

The dark black tailored suit seemed to blend in with the atmosphere of the cemetery behind him. He was cold and serious. The black ink covered his deep eyes, but the strong indifference between his brows made people shy away involuntarily.

She didn't expect him to come.

"Come here." Lei Xiao stretched out his hand towards her.

The slender fingers reveal the strength that can turn the sky upside down, like a master, and others cannot shake it.

Lin Hanxing smiled lightly, raised two deep dimples on his cheeks, and walked towards him.

Put your hand into his big palm.

Strong fingers grasped her cold hand suddenly, and the eyes behind the sunglasses softened.

"Uncle Yuan's spirit is not very good, just took medicine, Uncle Hai pay attention."

"I'm fine."

Accompanied by a thick but hoarse voice, Yuan Shaojing's stern and resolute face appeared in everyone's eyes.

Still leaning on his black dragon-headed cane.

But the spirit is obviously not good, and it looks like he hasn't slept all night.

Even the hair looks white, the lines around the eyes are getting deeper and deeper, and the whole person is much older.

"follow me."

Lin Hanxing took a deep look at Yuan Shaojing, saw that he refused Uncle Hai's support, and looked away indifferently.

A group of people walked slowly towards the ninety-nine steps in front of them.

Dongjiao Cemetery invited Fengshui masters from Hong Kong to build this treasured place of Fengshui. The ninety-nine steps imply that the soul of the dead will ascend to bliss early and not love the mortal world. The stairs are endless, and the tombstones are scattered on both sides of the stairs.

Lei Xiao held Lin Hanxing's hand, breathing steadily without any disorder.

On the contrary, Yuan Shaojing's forehead was sweating quickly, and his breathing was disordered like a bellows, wheezing and wheezing, which made people feel uncomfortable.

But soon, Lin Hanxing turned to the left and stopped in front of a tombstone after walking a few steps.

"Mr. Yuan, we're here."

The author, who has to code whether it is cute or not, kindly reminds: the update has started, there will be updates today, and the old habit is to finish before midnight. The update frequency is about 2~3 hours for a chapter, and the little angels who follow the update will refresh according to this time interval. Continue to code!