Don't cry, baby. I'll punish you tonight.

Lin Qinghuan understood that she couldn't refuse these jewels from Mother He at the moment.

She pretended to accept them, thinking that she would return the jewels after she had avoided He Yanlang and met with them alone and explained her thoughts.

Fearing that Lin Qinghuan would be too embarrassed and uncomfortable, He Yanlang stood up and said to his parents in a lazy and casual tone, "You two are about to start the musical tonight? Don't you want to see me off?"

Lin Qinghuan frowned. These were really his parents, not rented.

Such impolite words.

Lan Meiyu was not annoyed. The corners of her mouth were still raised and she kept smiling from beginning to end.

It's really unprecedented that He Yanlang can be so considerate and understanding.

She understands.

Lan Meiyu stood up, and He Xiaoyi followed suit, "Look at mom's memory."

Then she set her eyes on Lin Qinghuan, "Qinghuan, uncle and auntie won't accompany you anymore. You young people should live your own lives. Uncle and auntie also have to live their own lives. By the way, auntie will leave you a contact number. If he wants to bully you and makes you unhappy, just come to auntie to complain and we will deal with him for you."

Lin Qinghuan quickly stood up and wrote down Lan Meiyu's contact information. "He won't bully me."

The couple walked out the door, and He Yanlang held Lin Qinghuan's hand and walked her out.

Lin Qinghuan saw that there were a dozen people in suits and sunglasses standing neatly at the door of the suite.

He Yanlang's parents, like him, have extraordinary identities.

"Huanhuan, you go in first." He Yanlang lowered his head and leaned close to Lin Qinghuan's ear and said.

Lin Qinghuan nodded.

He Yanlang followed his parents out of the room, and the bodyguard closed the door immediately, leaving Lin Qinghuan alone in the suite.

Outside the house, the originally relaxed atmosphere suddenly froze.

Lan Meiyu put away her gentleness and replaced it with a serious look, "If you drag someone into this, you have to protect them."

He Xiaoyi looked at his son with some admiration in his eyes. His desperate madness for love was really similar to himself when he was young. He was worthy of being his son.

"Come on, son."

He Xiaoyi could not give any help to He Yanlang. He was a marginal figure in the He family, and the assets that Grandpa He gave him were also marginal.

He Yanlang really didn't care, "I know."

Lan Meiyu tapped He Yanlang on the head and said, "Mom, let me remind you that the girl seems to be worried. Think carefully about whether there is any unpleasantness between you two."

"And you should change your bad habits. Stop acting like people owe you millions. I tell you, no matter how good-looking or rich you are, girls can't be attracted to you..."

Lan Meiyu was still talking nonstop when He Yanlang turned around and opened the door. With a bang, the door closed.

"Alas...this child..."

"Wife, don't be angry, don't be angry." He Xiaoyi quickly added, smoothing Lan Meiyu's back.

"Husband, what I'm afraid of is that Alang doesn't know how to love at all. It's a pity for the girl and for himself." Lan Meiyu murmured while staring at the door.

Just like He Yanlang suddenly said that she wanted to see you, he always acted first and asked for permission later, acting according to his own personality without considering other people's feelings at all.

"Wife, it's no use telling him how to love someone. He has to experience it himself."

...

inside the house.

Lin Qinghuan sat obediently on the sofa, waiting for He Yanlang.

He Yanlang put one hand in his trouser pocket and walked towards Lin Qinghuan, "Huanhuan, now you can rest assured. My mother's precious baby is all yours."

Full sincerity.

He Yanlang picked up the crystal clear necklace on the table.

It takes more than ten thousand diamonds, hundreds of pink diamonds, fine jadeite and mutton-fat white jade to create such a priceless necklace.

It was just their first meeting, so Lan Meiyu gave it to Lin Qinghuan without even thinking about it.

She knew that He Yanlang must be very much in love with that girl.

"Try it on."

Lin Qinghuan let He Yanlang put the necklace on her, and then pulled her to look in the makeup mirror.

It is indescribably stunning. I don’t know if it is people who support the jewellery, or the jewellery that supports people, but it is both noble.

It would be even more stunning if paired with a dress or something.

He Yanlang hugged Lin Qinghuan from behind, staring at the pure and small face in the mirror, with his chin resting on Lin Qinghuan's shoulder.

She smells so good, her whole body smells so good.

"Huan Huan..."

He Yanlang was so happy that he was speechless and could only repeat himself over and over again.

"Yeah." Lin Qinghuan responded.

"You must stay with me forever and never leave me." Like a stubborn child, he insisted on emphasizing this matter.

He Yanlang was still frightened by what happened in the past. He always felt uneasy and was afraid that Lin Qinghuan would leave again.

Lin Qinghuan hesitated for a few seconds.

"Hmm?" A doubtful tone came out of He Yanlang's mouth again, and his hands hugged the person's waist even tighter.

Lin Qinghuan replied comfortingly, "No."

Lin Shen came in from outside, knocked on the door and called out, "Master."

Lin Shen has something to say.

He Yanlang rubbed Lin Qinghuan's head and said, "Wait for me."

He turned and walked towards the living room.

Lin Qinghuan watched through the mirror as He Yanlang walked out of the room and the door was gently closed.

She stared at the priceless necklace around her neck in the mirror for a long while, then came to her senses, took off the necklace, and carefully put it into the box.

She turned around and went back to the living room and put the three priceless boxes of jewelry together.

Not the slightest bit moved.

I don’t know if it’s because I’ve been with He Yanlang for too long, but I suddenly developed a sense of heroism that regards money as dirt.

Lin Qinghuan stayed there bored for another ten minutes, and the person who came out of the meeting room was Lin Shen.

"Brother Shen." Lin Qinghuan stood up.

"The young master is in a meeting to deal with something. Xiao Huanhuan, you may have to wait for him for half an hour."

For He Yanlang to leave Lin Qinghuan here waiting, the matter must be extremely urgent.

Lin Qinghuan nodded, looking nonchalant, "Yeah."

"I have to leave first too." Lin Shen walked towards the entrance.

Lin Qinghuan followed behind and wanted to see him off.

"Xiao Huanhuan, the young master is actually not as relaxed as he appears to be. He is under a lot of pressure. You two have to be good to each other."

He is surrounded by enemies in the business world, with internal and external troubles, and he has to be on guard against people who want to retaliate against him at all times.

In addition to his extraordinary talent, He Yanlang has been able to achieve his current success because he works harder than ordinary people. He works day and night, flies all over the world on business trips, studies whenever he has free time, and only sleeps four or five hours a day.

There is no one more talented than him, and yet he works so hard.

Therefore, there is no need for ordinary people to work hard.

"You are his light. The young master can only be truly happy and relaxed when he is with you." Lin Shen said earnestly.

Lin Qinghuan raised the corners of his mouth slightly and jokingly said, "I am Tiga. Can I make him believe in light?"

Lin Shen was startled, and repeated with the same smile, "It's not about believing in the light, it's the light."

The door was closed by Lin Shen.

Lin Qinghuan was still a little dazed.

It seemed that everyone wanted her and He Yanlang to be well together, and everyone told him how much He Yanlang loved her and how special and unique she was to him.

Lin Qinghuan is almost losing her mind.

What about her? Has anyone ever thought about the problem from her perspective?

She sighed, sat back on the sofa, took out her cell phone, and sent a text message to He Yanlang's mother.

【Lin Qinghuan: Auntie, can I meet with you alone and talk to you once? 】