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

He Yanlang was stunned for a moment, then took a step forward and walked over there.

"Master!" Lin Shen called again, "There is something I want to say, but I don't know whether I should say it or not."

"Then don't talk!"

"No, I must say that girls are to be cared for and loved. And your behavior, in the eyes of others, does not seem like love, but more like abusing a girl."

Although the He family is the top wealthy group, the relationships there are as complicated as those of the imperial family in ancient times.

He Yanlang has come all the way through the bloody storm of his family, how can he understand what true love is?

Although the Fourth Master and the Fourth Mistress are very much in love and inseparable, the poor Second Young Master seems to be an accident. Apart from inheriting his father's deep affection and loyalty, he has not learned anything about how to love.

The man who was always cold and arrogant was relieved and said, "I know."

Children can be taught.

Lin Shen opened the iron gate.

Lin Qinghuan obviously didn't notice that there was someone on the rooftop behind her. She looked back and saw the tearful face. Lin Shen felt pity for her and felt that he had committed a grave sin.

He Yanlang put his hands in his pockets and walked down the stairs.

Then, in Lin Qinghuan's astonished eyes, he walked straight past Lin Qinghuan and headed towards the corridor without looking back.

He simply ignored Lin Qinghuan who was crying bitterly.

Lin Shen:? ? ?

He Yanlang said he knew. What did he know?

"Master? Don't you know? Don't you see she is crying? Shouldn't you comfort her?"

What Li Shiyou said was absolutely right. He was more like He Yanlang's life nanny, taking care of every detail.

"Coax her?" He taunted, then turned his head back, staring at Lin Shen, who was always unrestrained, with a look that made him a little frightened. "She's already been pressed down by another man, what's the point of coaxing her, or do you think I really have some special fetish?"

Lin Shen was speechless. He always felt that something was wrong, but he forgot about it for a moment because the other party's aura was too strong.

Yes.

Lin Qinghuan was doing that with Luo Zhouran in the room.

Who can bear it.

What's more, the young master is a high-ranking person who has everything he wants and can call the wind and rain. His life has always been smooth sailing, but now he has suffered a great humiliation in his relationship.

Lin Shen wanted to say something, but it was obviously useless at this moment. He stood to the right side of the elevator, pressed the elevator button and went straight to the basement floor.

After getting out of the elevator, He Yanlang stood on the steps waiting for Lin Shen to drive over.

In just a few dozen seconds, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and started smoking.

How could he remain indifferent? The moment Lin Qinghuan raised her head, his heart broke. Her delicate white cheeks were full of tears, and there was a faint dark red mark on her white neck.

The boy left it behind.

Can't stand it.

Sure enough, emotions are the most useless things, and Lin Qinghuan can easily affect his emotions.

He's going crazy.

Grandpa might be right. If you want to truly stand at the top, you don't have to give up all emotions and love, but at least love is the most insignificant thing.

Standing at the top of power and money, all problems can be easily solved. It is easy for him to get Lin Qinghuan.

It was not like falling in love like a normal person, but just possessing her. It was too easy, so easy that he only had to move his fingers and a bunch of people would rush to send her to him.

Privilege brings him everything he wants.

"Hiss..." The cigarette burned to the fingertips and burned He Yanlang's hand.

Lin Shen had already driven the Land Rover beside him. He put out his cigarette and threw the butt into the trash can.

He opened the back door and got in. "Let's go to the company!"

I plan to numb myself with work.

But Lin Shen was still curious about what He Yanlang's attitude was towards Lin Qinghuan. Would he just give up? If he really planned to give up, he would take the initiative to ask to meet Luo Yuming and prepare to deal with Luo Zhouran.

Deal with Luo Zhouran.

Was it out of jealousy, or was it because of a love rival, or maybe both?

"Master, what are you going to do in the future?"

In just a moment, He Yanlang had picked up the tablet. His fine hair blocked his eyes a little. He didn't look up, still staring at the tablet intently.

What to do? He also wanted to find someone to ask what to do with this damn woman Lin Qinghuan.

Take it easy on the relationship front, it's too stressful.

The most important thing right now is to deal with family affairs first, cancel the marriage with Ouyang Ling, and at the same time dampen the old man's arrogance.

I wonder how the old man would react if he knew that his grown-up sons were stabbing him in the back one by one.

When he thought of this, his depressed mood improved a bit. He leaned back on the chair and rubbed his temples. Maybe he was used to the lazy tone. Although he was very caring, his tone always sounded indifferent and distant to outsiders. "Let her be."

...

He Yanlang just walked past Lin Qinghuan, being his usual aloof, distant and cold self.

It was as if he didn't see her at all.

How shameless! I wanted to escape, but when I was ignored, I felt unwilling to give in.

She felt so uncomfortable, her heart ached and she was gasping for breath.

There was only one voice in his head telling him.

G.

G.

He had been just playing with her.

I knew it a long time ago, but my heart still aches every time I am reminded of it again and again.

...

Lin Qinghuan just sat here in a daze, not going to have lunch, and sat there until about three in the afternoon. If Teacher Wei hadn't called her and asked her to go and hand over the cultural and creative project matters to a new school girl, she would probably have sat there until the lights went out in the dormitory.

The handover location is at Teacher Wei’s studio - Shifang B&B.

She still didn't eat anything and took a taxi straight to Shifang B&B.

The new female student is a professional painter from the Academy of Art. When she saw Lin Qinghuan's manuscripts and finished works, she couldn't help but exclaimed, "Senior sister, are you really an amateur? Your technique is even better than our professionals."

Lin Qinghuan has a certain talent in painting. She has known this since she was a child. She has participated in national competitions and won first prize, which is better than many professional players.

Unfortunately, she did not go to an art university. First, her academic performance was good enough. She was the top student in her class in Jiangnan Middle School. Her parents only cultivated her painting as a hobby. Second, her mother thought it was difficult to succeed in art. She hoped that her precious daughter could choose a more practical major so that she could make a living in the future.

Lin Qinghuan forced a smile, "You are too modest, junior sister."

The schoolgirl seemed to like this pretty senior very much, and even wanted to pull Lin Qinghuan to talk about this and that, "Senior, I'm serious, you should show this painting to our professional teacher..."

"Junior." Lin Qinghuan interrupted her junior's conversation. She just wanted to get this over with quickly, and then hide in a corner to heal her wounds. "Let's hand it over quickly."

The school girl was stunned for a moment, and glanced at Lin Qinghuan, only then she saw that her eyes on her pretty face were a little red and swollen, as if she had been crying, and her originally fair cheeks looked especially pale.

"Okay senior!"

Lin Qinghuan looked up, smiled gently, and began to hand over the work.

Lin Qinghuan explained in great detail, covering every detail, from the work process to which website to go to for inspiration when one runs out of inspiration.

For some of the more abstract ones, she even demonstrated them to the girls herself.

Really did it without reservation.

"Is there anything you don't understand, junior?" Lin Qinghuan asked softly.

The girl on the opposite side shook her head, hugged Lin Qinghuan, and said happily, "I thought someone as beautiful as you would be very cold, but I didn't expect you to be so easy to get along with."

Lin Qinghuan patted the girl gently and said, "Let's add each other on WeChat. You can ask me if you have any questions."

The girl nodded and let go of Lin Qinghuan, but she couldn't help but show concern, "Senior, are you heartbroken? You look very unhappy."

Is her unhappiness really so subtle?

Lin Qinghuan also admitted it openly, "Yes, Senior Sister is unhappy and needs to find a place to recuperate. You should get familiar with it here. Teacher Wei has done a great job on this project. We received several thousand yuan in dividends last month alone. The future will be even better!"

"Senior, why do you want to quit? It's obviously your hobby and you can earn a lot of money from it." Only a fool would quit. Of course, if Lin Qinghuan didn't quit, it would not be her turn to get such a great opportunity. She was completely standing on the shoulders of her predecessors.

Because the arduous process has already been taken by these pioneers.

She knew that a boy in his class also dropped out of the program at the same time.

Could something have happened between this beautiful senior student in front of me and that boy?

Of course, asking any more would be crossing the line.

"It's a secret!" Lin Qinghuan was very sad, but she still replied gently, "If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

"Well, senior! Next time we meet, I'll treat you to dinner and milk tea, okay?" The junior girl was obviously a passionate person. She liked the senior girl in front of her and wanted to treat her well.

"Also, senior, please be happy. You are so good and deserve to be loved!" The junior girl tilted her head and smiled at her, warmly and brightly.

A person who met her for the first time was willing to warm her in this way, and Lin Qinghuan felt a little warm in her heart.

The world doesn’t seem as bad as we imagined. There is unexpected warmth that makes people want to keep going.

"Thank you, junior."