Wife and daughter died, the scumbag is celebrating the birthday of Bai Yueguang's child

Lin Zhiyi ignored Li Huan's questioning and directly stated his purpose.

Li Huan was so surprised that he was speechless.

After a long while, he hesitated and asked, "Are you sure?"

"Ah."

"it is good."

Lin Zhiyi got what she wanted and left.

Li Huan closed the door and called Gong Chen immediately.

"Gong Chen, Lin Zhiyi is here to see me."

"Yeah." Gong Chen responded lightly.

Li Huan was stunned: "You guessed it a long time ago?"

"Ah."

"Heh." Li Huan leaned back in his chair, twirled his pen, and said leisurely, "Your little niece can't beat you, but aren't you afraid that she'll do something wrong?"

"fine."

Gong Chen was in a very calm mood, and even sounded like he was trying to support someone.

Li Huan curled his lips and said, "Okay, okay, whoever's niece is in charge, but you can't betray me, right?"

"Selling what?"

"Did you tell her my name is Li Huanhuan? I'm so pissed!"

"I didn't say that." Gong Chen held his breath.

The pen in Li Huan's hand suddenly fell to the ground, and he suddenly felt a chill around him.

He looked around and said, "To be honest, I plan to go to the mountain to worship with my mother tomorrow!"

"Do you still believe this?"

"I didn't believe it before, but now I have to! I'm telling you, things have been really weird lately! Ever since Lin Zhiyi questioned me about children donating organs last time, I've had the same dream every night. In my dream, I'm lying on an operating table, and a little girl of seven or eight is holding a scalpel to cut my kidneys! The key is that face looks too much like Lin Zhiyi when she was a child!"

Li Huan feels creepy every time he thinks about it.

Gong Chen's tone turned cold: "Do you still know what she looked like when she was a child?"

"I...I said so much, and you only heard this one sentence?" Li Huan covered his heart and almost fainted.

"Bye."

"I……"

Li Huanhuan looked at the hung-up voice and grimaced.

……

Lin Zhiyi and the other two returned from the hospital in the early morning.

She comforted Liu He to sleep, while Gong Shiyan stood beside her feeling very guilty.

"Uncle, you should go to bed early too."

"Zhiyi, uncle is sorry for you." Gong Shiyan's voice was hoarse.

“Uncle, my mother and I are really lucky to have met you. What happened today is not your fault.”

Lin Zhiyi poured him a glass of warm water.

Gong Shiyan clenched his fist and sighed, "The Song family will be here tomorrow. If you two don't want to go, I can go alone."

"No. Uncle, we have to be there tomorrow, but no matter what I do, don't interfere. Just take good care of my mother, okay?" Lin Zhiyi stared at him and warned him solemnly.

"What are you..."

"Uncle, believe me."

"Okay, no matter what you do tomorrow, your uncle will take responsibility for the consequences. The Song family relies on the third brother to look down on everyone!"

Gong Shiyan slammed his fist on the mahogany kang table.

Liu He whimpered and frowned, and he nervously got up and went to check.

Seeing this, Lin Zhiyi left the room and let the two of them ask about their well-being.

The next day.

Lin Zhiyi followed Liu He and Gong Shiyan to the restaurant.

As soon as she woke up in the morning, Liu He asked Lin Zhiyi to put on makeup, saying that she didn't want to make a fool of herself in the Song family.

Lin Zhiyi listened to her hoarse voice and couldn't bear to refuse, so she dressed up as she wanted.

Both mother and daughter have bright faces, and with a little embellishment, even if they have only slept for a few hours, they still catch everyone's attention as soon as they appear.

Song Wanqiu, who was originally chatting with the elders of the Song family, was instantly ignored.

She looked at Lin Zhiyi unhappily, leaned slightly towards Gong Chen beside her, and chuckled, "Third Master, Zhiyi's makeup looks really good today. Unlike me, I don't know how to put on makeup. I just put on some sunscreen today and came here. It seems that I still need to learn from Zhiyi."

Gong Chen raised his eyes casually, and although he seemed nonchalant, the strength and possession in his eyes were not concealed at all.

Lin Zhiyi wore a red dress with a brown belt. Her skin was as white as cream and her figure was well-proportioned.

Around her fair neck was a delicate and slender platinum chain, and the faint light seemed to be shining through her skin.

A look that attracts people's attention.

Mrs. Song, Qin Shuang.

After noticing Gong Chen's gaze, she put down the teacup with a little force, and a click attracted everyone's attention.

Qin Shuang gathered the silk diamond-patterned shawl around her shoulders, turned her head to look at Liu He with an elegant smile, but her narrow eyes were filled with mockery.

"Second Madam, you've worked so hard. I hope that you didn't disturb your rest last night by welcoming us so grandly."

When mentioning last night, Liu He shuddered and felt a little overwhelmed. Just when he was about to say something, he was stopped by Lin Zhiyi.

Lin Zhiyi met Qin Shuang's malicious gaze with a smile on her face.

"Mrs. Song and Miss Song are both dressed so formally, so our Gong family must also be more formal. After all, our Gong family is very particular about hospitality. Otherwise, you will accuse us of being neglectful. Isn't that right, elders?"

The implication was to tell Qin Shuang who was the host and who was the guest, and that it was not her place as the wife of the Gong family to give orders.

The elders present here are all smart people. How could they not hear the hidden meaning of Qin Shuang's words?

They no longer like Liu He. Liu He is also a member of the Gong family, and it is not the turn of outsiders to say anything.

An old lady sipped her tea and said sarcastically, "Why does the green tea sent by the tea house this year taste like this?"

Someone beside him chimed in, "It wasn't sent by our tea house. It was old green tea sent by someone else. They said they wanted us to try it. After all, it's not from our own family. It's all unworthy of being served."

"It's really getting more and more unruly to use this kind of stuff when guests come. There's no room for sand in our house."

"Yes Yes."

Someone called the maid to make it.

Qin Shuang and Song Wanqiu on the side had dark faces and secretly glared at Lin Zhiyi.

Lin Zhiyi pretended not to see it and helped Liu He sit down.

Before my butt even touched the chair, the butler said that Mr. Gong had arrived.

Everyone immediately stood up and greeted him.

Mr. Gong waved his hand majestically and said, "Come and sit down. We just want to get together today. No need to be so reserved."

As soon as Qin Shuang sat down, someone brought him a rectangular box.

After opening it, a sword polished by a famous master was revealed.

She flattered him, "Old man, you are so strong. It seems that your recent sword training has been quite effective. After Wan Qiu knew about it, she specially asked the master to customize a sword for you. This girl is a little embarrassed and afraid of showing off her skills in front of you."

"Mom, stop talking." Song Wanqiu stood up and said gently, "Grandpa, please don't blame me for taking the initiative. In fact, it's because Third Master has always been thinking about you that he kept talking about it, and I heard it."

The mother and daughter sang in unison, they really know how to act.

He praised Mr. Gong for his sword skills, and praised Gong Chen for his filial piety, and mentioned his own thoughtfulness and consideration.

Mr. Gong was indeed happy. He reached out and touched the sword, then nodded with a smile: "Wan Qiu is thoughtful."

The old man never called Wan Qiu, but today he gave her great face.

Song Wanqiu and Qin Shuang were proud of themselves and became more courageous.

Now I finally have a chance to vent my anger for what I just did.

The mother and daughter looked at each other, their lips slightly curled.

Qin Shuang said with a hint of meaning: "Second Master, are you and Second Madam feeling better? I heard that..."