Mr. Gu's wife is a little naughty

Chapter 92

"fiancée?"

Lin Tao's coffee cup hovered lightly in mid-air, his movements involuntarily frozen. A flicker of surprise flashed across his eyes as he stared fixedly at Ibrahim. Even time seemed to slow down in the air.

Ibrahim's gaze fell gently on Lin Xue'er again, and his words were unconsciously tinged with a subtle tenderness. "She is really beautiful, isn't she?"

Lin Tao's gaze, like a sharp blade, silently fell on Ibrahim's back. The emotions contained within were complex and difficult to discern, and a subtle hint of murderous intent quietly grew. In this silent moment, everything was infinitely magnified, and even the air was filled with an indescribable tension.

Ibrahim seemed to sense the murderous intent coming from behind him and turned to look at Lin Tao. After seeing Lin Tao's expression, he only raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

"We grew up together in Iran." Ibrahim gently pulled out a yellowed old photo from deep in his chest and slowly placed it on the table in front of Lin Tao.

Lin Tao glanced down slightly, his gaze fixed on two young children, set against a backdrop of uniquely Middle Eastern architecture. Both children smiled sweetly. The boy, still childish, clutched a replica pistol, his eyes gleaming with excitement and sweet happiness. The girl next to him, with an even more innocent smile, gently cradled a docile-looking kitten.

Lin Tao's gaze ignored the boy holding the gun above, and fell directly on the girl holding the kitten.

She looked exactly like the girl in his memory. Only then did Lin Tao feel almost certain that she was his sister. Her eyes, in particular, seemed to radiate the unique light of his family's bloodline. They bore a striking resemblance to the deep gaze of his father's memory, transcending the dust of time and piercing the very depths of Lin Tao's soul. Although his sister was still very young when she left, so young that her babbling was barely comprehensible, her gaze deceived no one. Lin Tao doubted that two people in the world could possess the same gaze.

"Who are you?" Lin Tao slowly turned his gaze away from the photo, the emotions surging in his heart like a tide, difficult to calm. His eyes fell on Ibrahim's face again, and the doubts in his heart became even stronger.

In the soft yet slightly melancholy light, Ibrahim gently picked up the yellowed old photo on the table, his fingertips caressing the traces of time, as if traveling through a tunnel of time and space. He slowly spoke, "When this photo was taken, we were both only five years old." His voice was low and magnetic, with a subtle hint of sadness. "The gun in my hand is real, and the cat in her hand died from the gun in my hand after this photo was taken."

Hearing this, Lin Tao slowly removed his sunglasses. His deep eyes, now unmasked, gleamed with disbelief. He stared at Ibrahim, searching for answers in that youthful yet age-worn face. Shock surged in his heart like a tidal wave. He couldn't believe that Ibrahim, only five years old, was actually holding a real pistol.

Ibrahim's gaze did not turn to Lin Tao, but continued to stare at the photo in his hand, as if it was a wound in his heart that would never heal.

"Can you believe how a five-year-old feels, picking up a gun and killing his beloved sister and pet?" Ibrahim slowly placed the photo back on the table, his gaze turning heavily to Lin Tao. Lin Tao, now stripped of his heavy sunglasses, faced him with his true face, a ray of light peeking through a long haze, yet carrying an undeniable sharpness. "Since then, she and I have barely spoken a word."

"So, who do you belong to?" Lin Tao finally broke the suffocating silence. His gaze seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts and reach the deepest part of Ibrahim's soul, examining and exploring.

Ibrahim thought carefully for a moment. "At first I was also confused as to why my father would let me do this, but now I know." He looked into Lin Tao's eyes. "I told you, I'll tell you anything you want to know, but not now."

After saying that, he picked up the document on the table, flipped through it casually, and then continued, "Actually, it's useless for you to prepare these ideas, because the outcome has already been determined."

Lin Tao was even more confused after hearing this, but Ibrahim picked up Lin Tao's large sunglasses and said, "Now is not the time to expose yourself. When the Nanshan Project is completed, it will be time to start your plan."

"Do you know what I want to do?" Lin Tao took the sunglasses from him, took a look at them and then put them back on his face.

"We are friends. You may still be skeptical now, but you will soon know my sincerity." After saying this, Ibrahim stood up and walked straight towards Lin Xueer.

"and many more!"

Lin Tao also stood up. Ibrahim paused, but without turning back, he slowly said, "The funds from Beichen are not arriving. Just do what you want, and leave the rest to me."

He was about to continue walking when Lin Tao opened his mouth and asked, "Two questions."

Ibrahim turned his head, still with a warm smile on his face, "First, I am on your side, you can trust me; second, her name is Lin Xueer now, at least she is still Lin Xueer until the truth is revealed." After that, he turned and left here, walking towards Lin Xueer.

Lin Tao stood there with a gloomy face and did not move. Ibrahim's words were like opening a door in front of Lin Tao, but it was not completely open. Lin Tao wanted to rush over and grab Ibrahim to ask him clearly, but reason made him choose to stay where he was.

Ibrahim had already walked in front of Lin Xueer, but Lin Xueer did not seem very happy when she saw Ibrahim.

Lin Tao stood there quietly and watched for a long time, until the other phone in his pocket vibrated again. Then he looked away and took out his phone to take a look.

It was Tian Tian calling. The phone rang many times this afternoon, but he didn't answer it because Ibrahim was present.

"Hey! I'm meeting someone outside... I'll be right back... Do you need me to bring anything back? ... Okay, I'll be right back!"

After hanging up the phone, Lin Tao looked back over at them. Lin Xue'er had already stood up, looking furious. It was unclear what she said to Ibrahim, her face icy and cold. Meanwhile, Ibrahim kept a smile on his face. Only after Lin Xue'er angrily turned away did he spread his hands and shrug at Lin Tao.

Lin Tao didn't stay for too long and followed Lin Xueer out.