Report to the lady! The young masters are madly infatuated with a village girl

At this time, it was already past 4 a.m. and dawn was approaching.

Lu Tianlin was half asleep and didn't even look to see who called him and just hung up.

It was not until ten minutes later that he was awakened by the roar of a helicopter.

He sat up in bed and looked out the window in confusion.

The lights of the helicopter appeared particularly bright in the night sky, constantly circling over his residence.

He was startled and all sleepiness disappeared instantly.

Did something big happen at home?

He quickly grabbed his phone, only to find dozens of missed calls, most of which were from Lu Xinghan.

"Oh no, brother must have known!" Lu Tianlin's heart tightened and he quickly dialed Yan Hui's number.

But before he dialed the number, he saw Lu Xinghan with a gloomy face, accompanied by several bodyguards, appearing on his open-air balcony one after another.

"Where is she?" Lu Xinghan's face was gloomy, and he grabbed Lu Tianlin by the collar, "Where is she? Where did you take her?"

"I... I don't know." Lu Tianlin was frightened and his face turned pale. He stammered, "Brother, who are you looking for?"

“Damn it!” Lu Xinghan yelled, loosened Lu Tianlin’s collar, turned around and said to the bodyguards, “Find her for me, even if I have to dig deep into the ground!”

The bodyguards responded in unison, quickly dispersed, and began searching the house for Yang Xining's whereabouts.

Lu Xinghan stood in the room, staring at the night sky outside the window with a sinister look, his heart filled with anger and anxiety.

"Master, there is no one else in the young master's apartment."

Lu Xinghan took out a cigarette and put it between his lips, but perhaps because he was a little excited, he didn't light it.

He threw the cigarette aside angrily.

After thinking about it calmly, he remembered that Lu Tianlin seemed to have given a house in Xihua Alley to a friend to live in.

"Let's go to No. A3, Xihua Alley!"

Several bodyguards nodded and did as instructed.

Lu Xinghan looked at his younger brother with cold eyes.

At this time, Lu Tianlin had already lowered his head and did not dare to look at him.

"I'll settle this account with you when I find her."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Lu Tianlin breathed a sigh of relief.

He quickly called Yan Hui and told him what had happened.

Yan Hui worriedly asked, "My brothers' anger is no joke. What should we do?"

Lu Tianlin said indifferently: "It's okay, Brother Ning is here to protect me anyway."

After a simple wash, Yang Xining changed into a set of light casual clothes, put on a hat and a mask, and walked out of the room.

As soon as she left, Lu Xinghan arrived here in a helicopter with a group of people.

Looking at the small house in Xihua where he hadn't lived for a long time, Lu Xinghan felt a little nostalgic.

The yard was swept clean.

Brooms, mops, buckets, and all kinds of work tools were placed aside.

Suddenly, he was attracted by a pair of brand new couplets pasted on the door of the wing room.

He carefully stroked the flamboyantly written characters on it.

He exclaimed and murmured to himself, "It's my brother's. It's my brother's handwriting."

He opened the door carefully, thinking he would see the person he had been thinking about.

But there was no one in the room.

There was only a square table with four corners that was polished to a shine, and four benches surrounded the table.

The closet, wooden cabinet and kang each occupy a corner.

Seeing that the suitcase was still there, Lu Xinghan breathed a sigh of relief.

The witness hasn't left yet.

I opened the wooden cabinet and found one or two sets of women's clothes inside.

There was a hint of displeasure in Lu Xinghan's eyes.

Is there a woman living with me?

Lu Xinghan carefully stroked the men's clothes. He took out a shirt and sniffed the scent carefully.

Then he was as happy as a fool.

"Yes, it smells like my brother."

His eyes turned to the kang again.

The sheets on the kang were neatly laid out, and a thin quilt was folded into a square and placed in the lower right corner.

There are also some simple daily necessities in the closet.

They are all neatly arranged.

Even the pair of little white shoes by the window were covered with several layers of white paper.

Seeing this, Lu Xinghan happily called Qi Lin.

As soon as the call was connected, he read directly: "Qi Lin, it's brother, she is really brother."

Qi Lin on the other side felt like he couldn't breathe, and it took him a long time to find his words: "Are...are you sure?"

"Yes, the couplet she wrote on the door was in my handwriting. And the men's clothes in the room all smell like my brother. Also, the furnishings in her room are neat and tidy, just like my habit. Even the washed white shoes are covered with white paper." Lu Xinghan was so excited that he almost shouted, "I'm sure my brother lives here, it must be my brother!"

Qi Lin was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "Xinghan, don't get excited, I'll be there soon."

After hanging up the phone, Qi Lin couldn't calm down for a long time.

He knew that the boy was his brother.

My brother must not be dead.

Qi Lin couldn't wait any longer. He ignored the doctor's advice and insisted on getting out of bed.

Suddenly, his attention was attracted by a figure downstairs outside the window.

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Along the way, Yang Xining felt both nervous and expectant.

She walked along the familiar street towards the hospital.

She imagined Lu Xinghan's reaction when he saw her. Would he be surprised, happy, angry, or confused?

Just as she was hesitating, a tall and thin figure quietly appeared from behind her.

Qi Lin's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he could hardly believe his eyes.

He stared at the boy closely, afraid that he would miss something if he blinked.

The boy sat on the bench, seemingly thinking about something.

Her brows were furrowed and her expression was very solemn.

Yang Xining did not notice Qi Lin's presence.

Qi Lin walked forward cautiously.

He was eager to know who this boy was.

His vision was suddenly blocked, Yang Xining raised his head and saw Qi Lin.

She was suddenly stunned and asked in panic: "Why... did you come down?"

Even facing the enemy's cold gun, Qi Lin was not afraid.

Now he looked into Yang Xining's eyes anxiously, and mustered up the courage to speak out his doubts: "Are you... are you my brother?"

Yang Xining was stunned. She didn't expect Qi Lin to ask her so directly.

She was silent for a moment, then nodded slowly.

The next second, Qi Lin hugged her tightly and almost held her in his arms.

Qi Lin was so excited that he leaned on her shoulder and cried loudly: "Brother, is it really you?"

Yes, he smelled it, it was my brother's unique scent.

Yang Xining looked at his excited expression and a strange feeling surged in his heart.

"Yes, I'm back, A-Lin."

Lu Xinghan left behind a group of bodyguards and drove here by helicopter.

He used to be dressed meticulously in a black suit, but now he didn't care about his image and bumped into many people in the corridor.

Until, I finally saw that person.

At this moment, that person was sitting beside Qi Lin's bed, chatting and laughing with Qi Lin about the past.

Hearing the noise, two people came over.

Lu Xinghan was completely out of shape, with some red bloodshot eyes.

Standing stiffly at the door of the ward.

"Han, come here quickly, it's my brother."

Yang Xining slowly turned her head, and her mask had been taken off.

She gave Lu Xinghan a familiar smile: "Xinghan."

Lu Xinghan almost ran over and used too much force, pressing down on Yang Xining.

Yang Xining also took advantage of the situation and pressed on Qi Lin.

The three of them are like a human pyramid.

Qi Lin, who was pressed at the bottom, screamed angrily: "Lu Xinghan, are you an idiot? You pressed on my wound."