Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

Lin Lang pretended to be surprised and said, "I never thought that Zhao Chenkun and his family would receive such bad news just after they immigrated to Australia. It's really sad!"

Zhao Lanshan tried hard to catch a hint of unnaturalness from the micro-expressions on Lin Lang's face, but did not find any clues that Lin Lang had hired someone to kill someone.

Although Zhao Lanshan's feelings for her father Zhao Qiankun became very weak after Lin Lang's memory was tampered with, and she did not have much affection for her uncle Zhao Chenkun, after all, Zhao Chenkun's family was Zhao Lanshan's last relatives in the world.

So when Zhao Lanshan heard that her uncle Zhao Chenkun and his family died in the fire, she felt very heavy-hearted. She found it hard to believe and was very sad.

"Lanshan, you have to accept my condolences!" Lin Lang stood up from the sofa and looked at Zhao Lanshan with concern in his eyes.

After recovering from the shock, Zhao Lanshan tried hard to stay calm. She looked at Lin Lang with a complicated expression and suddenly felt that everything was too coincidental.

What's coincidence?

Coincidentally, after Zhao Lanshan and Lin Lang officially started dating, her father Zhao Qiankun, her brother Zhao Chengkai, and even her uncle Zhao Chenkun and his family all died unexpectedly.

Before Zhao Lanshan could think about it, she heard Wang Min say, "Miss, as Zhao Chenkun's niece, you are the only heir to Zhao Chenkun's estate, and you are also the person who handles the funeral for Zhao Chenkun's family. I wonder what plans you have for the future?"

Zhao Lanshan closed her eyes and took a deep breath, then slowly opened her eyes with a little sadness, and ordered coldly: "Book me a flight ticket for today, take a few trusted bodyguards with you, and fly with me to Australia to attend the funeral for my uncle's family."

"Yes, Miss." Wang Min hurriedly did as she was told and left the chairman's office.

Lin Lang frowned and said, "Wife, you are pregnant now. Isn't it too tiring to take a ten-hour flight to Australia?"

Zhao Lanshan slowly walked towards Lin Lang, looking at the man she loved with scrutiny, and asked bluntly: "Husband, I won't beat around the bush with you, tell me the truth, my uncle's family of three died in a fire in Australia, and did it have anything to do with the fact that he had a grudge against you and pointed a gun at you?"

Lin Lang pretended to be innocent and replied: "Wife, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want."

"Zhao Chenkun not only sold his shares in Taicheng Group to me, but also immigrated his entire family abroad. After all, he is your uncle. I am a law-abiding businessman. How could I hire someone to kill someone across the border?" Lin Lang was right to deny it. Anyone who admits to this without evidence is an idiot.

Zhao Lanshan stopped in front of Lin Lang, raised her hand to adjust the collar of Lin Lang's shirt, and said with affection: "Husband, we are partners who are going to spend our lives together. I don't want to doubt you, but I don't want you to hide things from me."

"Wife, I just picked up some girls behind your back, but I never hid anything from you about killing anyone." Lin Lang looked innocent.

After hearing this, Zhao Lanshan frowned and said, "Husband, I still remember you using the so-called Qimen Dunjia mind-controlling method to control the gun in Zhao Chenkun's hand to point at his own temple."

"And the day my father died in the hospital, he also committed suicide by pointing a dagger at his heart. Isn't this too much of a coincidence?"

Lin Lang felt somewhat guilty, but he replied calmly, "Wife, you don't suspect that your father's death has anything to do with me, do you?"

"The medical staff can testify that your father committed suicide in the hospital on the day he committed suicide. I was not there, so I don't believe you. You can retrieve the surveillance video of the hospital on that day."

"Let's take a step back. Your father was already in the late stage of colon cancer after surgery and his life was already short. What was my motive for killing him? What benefit would it bring to me to harm him?"

Zhao Lanshan was speechless after being asked back, and quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, husband, I shouldn't ask such a stupid question, and I shouldn't doubt you."

Lin Lang caressed Zhao Lanshan's face and said gently, "Wife, you can ask me this frankly, which means you trust me in your heart. Otherwise, it would be a secret investigation, right?"

Zhao Lanshan looked into Lin Lang's clear but bottomless black eyes and said affectionately, "Husband, you are worthy of my trust and entrusting my life to you, right?"

"Wife, you can trust me unconditionally at any time. You and the baby in your belly are my life. I will protect you and your mother until the day when we are old and our teeth fall out and we lie in the coffin."

Lin Lang's words made Zhao Lanshan dispel all doubts. It was true that love makes people blind. She snuggled in Lin Lang's arms and said emotionally: "Husband, I believe you!"

"In my life, I have never trusted anyone as much as I trust you."

"I have no relatives in this world anymore. You are my only support. I hope you will not let me down, because I really love you so much!" Zhao Lanshan hugged Lin Lang tightly, tears welling up in her eyes.

Lin Lang gently stroked Zhao Lanshan's shoulders and comforted her distressedly: "Wife, you can suspect that I am cheating on you, but you should never doubt my sincerity towards you."

Zhao Lanshan raised her head and looked at Lin Lang with tearful eyes, with crystal tears hanging on her eyelashes. "Husband, I was really confused just now. How could I have such wild thoughts and doubt you? It's all my fault. Please don't be angry."

Her voice was tearful, like a wronged kitten, and she unconsciously clutched the corner of Lin Lang's shirt.

Lin Lang looked down at Zhao Lanshan's red eyes, wiped the tears from her cheeks with his fingertips, and said gently, "Silly wife, I'm not angry.

"I know you lack a sense of security. The news of your uncle Zhao Qiankun's family's accidental death in a fire reminded you of your father's suicide, which irritated your sensitive nerves. Your husband doesn't blame you. I just hope you can mourn and not be too sad."

"Hubby, we will grow old together, and you will always be by my and the baby's side, right?"

Lin Lang looked at Zhao Lanshan affectionately and patted her back gently. "Honey, don't worry. How can I bear to leave you and the baby? Take care of the baby with peace of mind. After the baby is born, our family of three will be very happy."

Zhao Lanshan burst into laughter after hearing this. She stood on tiptoe slightly, her warm breath swept over Lin Lang's lips, and she kissed him with persistence.

Lin Lang's heart trembled, and a burning impulse surged in his throat.

He put his arms around Zhao Lanshan's slender waist and bent down to kiss her trembling red lips, as if he wanted to melt all his promises into this kiss with salty tears.

Zhao Lanshan wrapped her arms around Lin Lang's neck, responding to the passion.

The breathing of the two people became increasingly disordered. Lin Lang's palms slid slowly down her back, and finally held her tightly in his arms.

"I will never leave you." Lin Lang panted and whispered in her ear. The hot words mixed with the hot body temperature burned the last trace of Zhao Lanshan's uneasiness into dust.

"Hubby, you are mine, forever."

Zhao Lanshan buried her face in Lin Lang's neck, feeling his violent heartbeat. She felt in a trance that as long as she was held in Lin Lang's arms like this, all the suspicion, doubt and fear would disappear in front of this warm body.

Lin Lang's kiss was like a surging tide, carrying an irresistible heat. His passionate kiss gave Zhao Lanshan enough sense of security.

Zhao Lanshan felt dizzy and her consciousness gradually faded under this overwhelming attack. She could only cling to Lin Lang unconsciously, her fingertips sinking deeply into the hair on the back of his neck.

Lin Lang's palms caressed Zhao Lanshan's waist through the clothes. The hot temperature made Zhao Lanshan truly feel that he couldn't let go of her.

Although Zhao Lanshan was in no mood to do anything happy with Lin Lang after receiving the news of the death of her uncle's family of three.

However, in order to make up for her unnecessary suspicion of Lin Lang and not wanting to create any rift in her relationship with Lin Lang, she took the initiative to use her tenderness and body to calm Lin Lang's anger.

So, when Lin Lang carried her to the sofa, Zhao Lanshan did not refuse, but hugged Lin Lang's neck, her watery eyes were a bit shy and flustered, and she shyly reminded: "Husband, lock the office door first."

Lin Lang gently placed Zhao Lanshan on the soft leather sofa, supported his hands on her sides, stared down at Zhao Lanshan, and said with a sly smile: "It's more exciting to leave the door unlocked."

"Hate you, you're so bad!" Zhao Lanshan's cheeks were flushed, and the end of her voice was crushed by her rapid breathing.

Through his [Super Hearing] skill, Lin Lang could clearly hear Zhao Lanshan's gradually accelerating heartbeat, which gradually overlapped with his own intense heartbeat.

Zhao Lanshan was lying on the sofa, her hair scattered messily among the pillows, her eyes were blurred, her moist eyes were misty, her cherry lips were slightly parted, as if in a silent invitation.

Her charming appearance made Lin Lang's Adam's apple roll, and his rationality was almost completely swallowed up by desire.

Lin Lang breathed in the charming scent of Zhao Lanshan's perfume, and leaned over again anxiously, landing a hot kiss on Zhao Lanshan's slender neck, moving all the way down, leaving dense kiss marks wherever he went.

Zhao Lanshan's breathing became more and more rapid. Lin Lang's hot kiss touched her delicate skin, causing a moan to escape from her throat.

The velvet surface of the sofa sank slightly, outlining the contours of Zhao Lanshan's delicate body. The slight "creaking" sound of the leather was arousing Lin Lang's nerves at this moment.

Zhao Lanshan's fingertips unconsciously clenched the fabric of Lin Lang's shirt. Her body gradually relaxed and leaned into his arms, responding to Lin Lang's enthusiasm with a blushing face and heartache.

They hugged each other on the sofa and kissed passionately. Only each other's warmth and the tenderness between their lips spread in the quiet space.

The air was filled with a blushing atmosphere, and in the sounds of their intertwined breaths, love was spreading like wildfire.

Golden light poured into the office through the blinds, casting alternating stripes of light and dark on the embracing figures of the two people, and dyeing the ambiguous factors floating in the air into a sweet color.