The Villain Runs Wild

At twelve o'clock, a rapid and rapid rainstorm fell in the city, but it stopped in about twenty minutes.

Lin Sui received a call from Yan Zhou and turned the pen in her hand.

"I'll be there."

"Bring that bastard, Asui, he must have been played badly by you recently, take it out and show us, he is just an illegitimate child who was secretly born, Asui, you don't need to be too much care."

Yan Zhou emphasized that Lin Sui would bring Yan Qin out, and added emphasis to his words.

"Got it."

Lin Sui put down her pen and looked at the gloomy sky outside the window for a while.

It's also time to test the results of the teaching some time ago, I hope Yan Qin will not let him down.

The call was hung up, leaving a busy tone.

Yan Zhou looked at Song Yunqing next to him with a smile and said, "Let me just say, how could Asui protect that wild species, we are friends."

As for the previous maintenance, it's just that Lin Sui hates being humiliated, it's normal.

Song Yunqing didn't answer, she pushed her glasses, her eyes were hard to tell.

In the evening, Yan Qin saw Yan's car at the door.

This is a familiar Maybach, the young master's favorite car recently.

Yan Qin had a hunch in his heart, he said goodbye to Chu Feng and Tao Ting, and opened the car door with a slight urgency that he hadn't noticed.

There was a young man sitting in the back seat of the car. He was wearing a black shirt today, which made his neck even more slender.

Yan Qin closed the car door, put her schoolbag aside, looked at the young master looking down at something intently, and did not interrupt.

His gaze fell on the blanket covered by the car, unconsciously looking towards the young master's feet.

The young master moved his feet, Yan Qin immediately withdrew his eyes, and was inexplicably flustered.

He subconsciously shifted his attention to look out the window and realized that this was not the way to Lin's house.

When she saw a familiar landmark, Yan Qin knew where she was going.

Is Lin Sui going to send him back, is he tired of it, or is it a repeat of the past?

Lin Sui didn't care about the expressions and thoughts of the people around him, he read the personal information in his hand, took out his mobile phone and sent a message, then closed the information and put it in in the cabinet in the car.

The front of the waterfront villa is full of balloons, a happy scene.

The table was covered with drinks and food for the guests to enjoy, and the brightly dressed men and women were laughing and joking.

When Lin Sui stepped in, everyone's voice subconsciously lowered.

When Lin Sui approached, she was surrounded by Yan Zhou and two people, and went to the second floor to meet him.

"A Sui, Yunqing specially invited the chef of Yuhelou to make dishes that suit your taste. Let's eat there."

Lin Sui responded and stepped up the steps.

Yan Zhou looked at Lin Sui and didn't look back at Yan Qin's actions, and became more and more certain that Lin Sui was just a momentary novelty, and he didn't want to care about Yan Qin as Song Yunqing said.

In fact, Song Yunqing never said such a thing, but in Yan Zhou's heart, Yan Qin lived well with Lin Sui, which means that Lin Sui is very fond of him.

It was not until Lin Sui disappeared at the corner of the second floor that the cheerful atmosphere on the first floor was restored as if nothing had happened.

"The little ancestor of the Lin family is getting more and more scary."

Someone muttered in a low voice, and the people next to him echoed, and hurriedly changed the subject.

The small square table arranged on the second floor was full of delicate dishes. Song Yunqing was already waiting there and pulled out a chair for Lin Sui when he came over.

"The new dishes of Yuhelou should suit your taste."

Lin Sui tasted it with chopsticks and nodded with satisfaction: "It's really good."

Seeing Lin Sui's beauty, the atmosphere at the table will be even better.

Song Yunqing picked anecdotes and said, Lin Sui nodded from time to time and echoed a couple of sentences, in harmony, Yan Zhou winked at Song Yunqing.

Song Yunqing put a piece of hibiscus meat on Lin Sui with the chopsticks, and said with a smile, "A Sui try this."

While Lin Sui was chewing food, he smiled and asked, "How is your study?"

"Ok."

It's not that Lin Sui didn't see the eye contact between Yan Zhou and Song Yunqing.

"By the way, I remembered that I just got a good wine two days ago. I'll bring it for you two to taste."

Yan Zhou got up from the room and walked towards the first floor.

Lin Sui did not look in the direction Yan Zhou left, glanced at the swimming pool outside the window, and retracted her gaze.

The twilight was dark, and there was a faint sound of thunder.

System: [Someone is bullying the son of luck, hurry up and protect him. 】

Lin Sui was eating very calmly, chatting and laughing with Song Yunqing from time to time, but there was no clue on her face.

When the raindrops began to fall, Lin Sui wiped her lips and stood up from the chair.

"It's a pity the weather is bad, otherwise I can take a walk."

Song Yunqing said with a pity that Lin Sui did not answer and walked to the window, watching the ripples on the surface of the swimming pool caused by the rain.

It was very lively there, Yan Qin was thrown in, his head was exposed, and Yan Zhou was holding him.

"A lowly is a lowly, born a **** who cannot see the light, a bottom-level rat forever."

Yan Zhou's contemptuous and insulting words echoed in his ears, but Yan Qin was unmoved.

Yan Zhou has reasons to hate him, he never argues, and he is accustomed to these words, but what Yan Zhou said next made his heart turbulent.

"Don't think that a pheasant can turn into a phoenix, don't try to get a penny of the Yan family's property, do you think that being like a pug and befriending Asui can change all this? What kind of person is Asui, can you touch dirty things like you?"

"You are just a dog borrowed by him on a whim. As long as he beckons, there are many more obedient people than you. You are nothing, and anyone can replace you. Asui doesn't care about you at all, it's best not to be delusional."

Of course Yan Qin knew that he was not irreplaceable, and also knew that he was dispensable to Lin Sui.

He shouldn't care, if it wasn't for the situation, how could he succumb.

Inexplicable emotions surged up, making him almost breathless.

Is there someone to replace him, maybe someone will replace him.

Lin Sui also let others sleep in his room and let others dry his body?

Will you tie a necklace for him, hold his face and kiss him?

Will you support him and say he is priceless?

The silver chain around her neck seems like a lock that binds her life, and it seems to be some kind of energy that can survive.

How can there be such a person in the world who is so heartwarming and natural?

Yan Qin didn't want to care, he knew it was a gorgeous flower with thorns.

Forgetful, addicted to indulge.

It's not a treasure he can pick, it's a delusional desire that has nothing to do with his future plans, but he can't control the frantic spread of his emotions.

The thick and distorted black color smudged open in his eyes, it was inextricable jealousy, jealous of the unwarranted existence that has not yet appeared.

Yan Qin was pushed into the water again. In the struggle to survive, he seemed to see the water demon.

When he tried his best to get away from the water, the ridicule and sarcasm in his ears became noises, the water droplets wet his eyelashes, and the rain blurred his vision, but Yan Qin still looked at a certain A direction, like a believer trying to see a lighthouse in a storm.

As if the beacon that existed in the imagination actually appeared, he stood by the window on the second floor, looking down at all this, like a **** who ignores the suffering and joy of all living beings.

How do mortals step into the realm of the gods? Of course, listening to the oracle.

—My Linsui dog is also superior to others.

—I hate trash.

—no next time.

In the cold water, the silver chain around his neck seemed to be faintly hot, Yan Qin hurriedly touched the bracelet in his pocket, and felt calm when he touched it.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, Yan Zhou is a little irritable and scolded 'bad luck'.

He looked at Yan Qin's dying appearance, let go of his hand in disgust, and planned to go into the house to avoid the rain.

The moment he turned around, thunder roared, and in this muffled sound, he ignored some sounds.

Yan Zhou was suddenly dragged into the swimming pool with his mouth covered, and the cold water entered his trachea through his nose, causing him to struggle frantically.

In the blue and purple electric light, Yan Qin's pale face and indifferent eyes, like a deadly ghost, made him panic.

Some people screamed, some people shouted, some people jumped into the water to disperse the two people to save people, in the thunder, like a farce.

Like the most exciting chapter of the music, Lin Sui turned around and sat on the chaise longue.

"Yan Zhou is a bit out of line this time, his father doesn't recognize other children, he doesn't need to do this..."

Seeing everything, Song Yunqing sighed, guessing Lin Sui's attitude, but saw the teenager lying on the soft chair raise his hand and make a move.

Lin Sui pressed her index finger to her lips, closed her eyes comfortably, and enjoyed the sound of the storm. It was a grand gift.

Footsteps sounded, and the wet and cold water left traces on the carpet.

The tall boy stepped into the villa like a silent ghost.

Everyone knew that he almost killed Yan Zhou just now, and they all stayed away to make way for him.

Yan Qin went up the stairs and saw the boy who closed his eyes and rested.

The boy's wrist dangled aside, white as frost and snow against the black cloth, and the blue blood vessels were clear.

Yan Qin took out the silver bracelet engraved with the word 'Lin' and tied it to the boy's wrist.

The silver chain was soaked in water, and the water droplets fell down the wrist and flowed into Lin Sui's palm.

Lin Sui opened her eyes and stroked Yan Qin's hair like a reward.

Song Yunqing frowned while watching this strange and heart-pounding picture.

The pair of dark eyes looked at him, as if proclaiming.

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Brother Yan: My wife! mine!