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"come here."

Just a glance, Huaying looked straight at Lin Ziran, Mr. Lin's heart skipped a beat, this matter is certain, he regretted, regretted that he didn't teach this child well back then, and made him look like this now.

Lin Ziran walked towards her in a strange way, for an answer.

Huaying put down her hands weakly, "Take off your clothes."

When the masked man was fighting her, she took advantage of the fact that the other party was not paying attention, and pulled off the other party's mask, and saw the true face.

The other party became furious, and took out a wooden warehouse from her pocket, and she desperately gave him a slap.

In the end, when he was escaping, he was shot in the calf and fell down.

She looked at Xingyunsanren, "Master, Lieyunzhang."

The power of this palm is not the best she has learned, but it can leave a mark, and it will form a cloud on her chest.

At that time, she thought that as long as she ran away, Lin Ziran would not be able to run away, so she must leave evidence to prove that the other party was the one who took Di Hui away.

"Take off his clothes." Lin Fusheng commanded his subordinates, a glint of luck flashed in his eyes.

Several subordinates took off Lin Ziran's clothes, revealing a tattoo and a wolf's head on his chest.

Huaying blinked suspiciously.

"Huh?" Shouldn't Lie Yunzhang leave behind a cloud?Why did she leave behind a hammer?She raised her head and looked at the master, "Is it the mutated Lieyun Palm?"

As soon as the words fell, a hand surrounded her eyes.

"Don't look around." Huaying pushed the hand away, saw that it was Miao Tian, ​​and the displeasure in her heart of being covered by someone's eyes disappeared, and she called sweetly, "Sister Miao."

Xingyun Sanren brushed his sleeves, "He is a ruthless person."

He said: "It seems that this son has long expected that he might be exposed, so he got a tattoo in advance to cover up Yun Duo's imprint."

"I don't have one. I've wanted to get this wolf head tattoo for a long time. I've already made the picture before, and I just went to color it a few days ago."

"Tch, if it wasn't for some ghosts in my heart, why would I choose to paint these few days? It seems that it was intentional." Miao Tian pointed to those black lines, "And deliberately painted on the chest."

"You!" Lin Ziran laughed loudly.

He just glanced at Lin Zihan coldly. He had been debating whether or not to have sex until Lin Zihan's words a few days ago made him make up his mind.

And the father who called him home.

"It's not him." Li Xuan pushed away from the crowd and walked in.

Everything must have a cause first, and then there will be an effect. Lin Ziran didn't have the cause of wanting to kill her and Lin Zixia, so naturally there would be no such effect.

"I found a secret passage leading to the lawn outside under the bed board in his room."

As soon as the words fell, everyone present had different expressions.

"What can that prove?" Lin Zihan had a slightly surprised face, unable to hide the flash of guilty conscience.

Li Xuan walked towards him and took out a mobile phone from his pocket, "It really can't prove anything."

"However, I have a junior high school girl. She is a natural genius in computers, and she reproduced the voice of the person who called Zixia that day."

She curled her lips into a smile, "The original sound, the frequency of the speaker, and the emotions in the words have all been analyzed. Do you need me to release it now for everyone to listen to?"

"Okay." Lin Zihan tightly squeezed his hand in his pocket, telling himself to relax little by little.

"Zi Xia, do you know? No one wants what I can't get..."

As soon as the recording sound came out, Mr. Lin grabbed the sofa.

He has been loyal to the emperor and patriotic all his life. He experienced the hardships of war when he was young, and he thought he could enjoy the fun of having children and grandchildren when he was old. He never thought that he would teach such a wolf-hearted thing.

"Send it to the emperor's house. Set up a scheme to kill your cousin and cousin-in-law, and frame up your own brother. They don't have descendants like you."

Lin Fusheng fell to his knees with a thud, "Dad, you can't do this, you can't send Zihan to the Di's house, he will die. Those people in the Di's house will definitely not let him go, you are his real grandfather, you can't Just sit idly by."

Li Xuan secretly sighed.

Grandpa still relented, if he personally sent Lin Zihan to the Emperor's family, the people of the Emperor's family would still look at the Lin family's face and let Lin Zihan survive, but it was inevitable that he would lose his hands and legs.

If he was sent directly to the police station, the Di family would always find a way to kill Lin Zihan in prison.

"Father, I only have one son, Lin Zihan, do you want to watch me die?" In desperation, Lin Fusheng spit out this sentence for some reason, and then hurriedly shut up.

Lin Ziran rushed in front of him and pulled up his tie, "What did you say? Say it again."

There are reasons for all the dislike and disappreciation.

"You are not my son at all, Dad, send him to the emperor's family." Lin Fusheng pushed Lin Ziran away, his eyes full of indifference.

Mr. Lin sat on the sofa, pointed at Lin Fusheng, "What else are you hiding from me!"

"After Zihan's mother gave birth to Zihan, she couldn't conceive, so we adopted Ziran in the orphanage. We originally wanted to adopt a girl, but the girl in the orphanage is not sick here. That's where the disease is. His mother saw that Ziran looked like a girl, so she adopted her."

Mr. Lin lowered his eyes.

Lin Ziran fell to the ground, "Hehe."

"Dad, as long as we send him to the emperor's house, Zihan can survive."

"Take Zihan and follow me to the Emperor's House." Old Master Lin bowed to Xingyun Sanren, "I will definitely give you an explanation."

He only brought Lin Fusheng and Lin Zihan with him, and the others stayed in the Lin residence. As for what happened, no one knew. All they knew was that Mr. Lin's hair was all gray after he came back, and he looked like he was more than ten years old.

Lin Zihan was sent to the bureau, and Lin Fusheng was also detained for inspection.

Lin Ziran ran away from home that night and never came back.

Everything, just like that, suddenly quieted down.It's just that everyone's state of mind is more or less quiet.

Huaying is no longer the snack foodie who only eats potato chips.

She began to worry about going back to the mountains. There are so many things she can't bear to part with, such as potato chips, the food here, and Sister Miao.

During her coma, there was often a voice calling her in her ear.

But she will go back to the mountain to practice after all.

With one thought, all things are born, and when one thought is extinguished, one takes refuge in Taoism.

In a blink of an eye, we arrived at Lin Zixia's exhibition. Three months ago, Lin Zixia never thought that she would fall in love with someone, even meet her parents, and even get married in just a few months.

"Designer Lin, everything has been arranged. Next, I will explain the process to you again. You must remember it clearly..." Lin Zixia saw the woman in a suit through the eyes of the chattering field manager in front of her. .

"Okay, I've written it all down." She walked towards the woman in front of her with a smile in her eyes.

"Come on! You are the most..."

"Fat." Lin Zixia cut her off, "Don't put pressure on me, I feel more and more nervous."

Li Chen quickly kissed the corner of her mouth.

"Are you still nervous now?" She looked at the other party's stunned eyes.

Many people I saw nearby were booing.

Lin Zixia glared at her, then went to do other things, the blush on her face did not fade away.

"Master, everything has been arranged properly." Lin Dahu whistled as he walked over.

The next thing went very smoothly, and dozens of designed clothes attracted the praise of the visitors.

A discordant voice rose up.

"This work is a surprise attack on my aunt, Ding Peilan." Ding Liu pointed at the models on the stage in full view.

There was a sudden chaos on the court.

Xiao Wu confronted Ding Liu with a blushing face, "Impossible, this work was designed by myself."

Secretary Zhou arranged manpower and immediately maintained order.

"Miss Ding, if you disagree with the work, you can report it directly."

"Report? Am I just reporting now, to let everyone see your true colors, and a big group plagiarized my aunt's work."

Yu Chi walked up calmly, "Plagiarizing your aunt's work, she is not worthy."

A video started on the big screen.

Although it was edited, there were many times when Ding Peilan took advantage of her position to sneak into the design department to steal other people's works.

"No! Impossible!"

The security escorted away the crazy Ding Liu, and Yu Chi smiled at everyone present, "I'm sorry to disturb everyone watching the show."

The catwalk scene was live broadcasted on the Internet, and this picture has spread to all designers at an astonishing speed.

When Ding Peilan saw this scene, she knew that her life was ruined.

Her fame was ruined in the hands of her ignorant dead you.

Pre-sales started on the Internet, and this clothing show ended with nearly [-] pieces sold, generating nearly [-] million in revenue.

"Here, I am very grateful to all the people who have helped me and the group of people who silently support me on stage now. It is because of you that I am where I am today."

That night, Lin Zixia rose from a cutting-edge designer to a top designer.

She went backstage and all the lights dimmed.

He took a deep breath and let out all the tension.Suddenly a beam of light fell on him, and balloons floated around him.

Soothing music resounded throughout the backstage.

All the people in the design department and all the staff present today gathered around, and everyone held a bouquet of flowers in their hands.

They came over one by one and handed the flowers to her.

A total of 998, the more familiar people are in the back, first Lin Dahu, Yu Chi, Huaying, and finally Miao Tian.

He gave her a big hug, "In the future, you can't be ungrateful for sex, and then hurry up and give me a godson, let me play."

Sangsang handed over the red rose in her hand, "Sister, you must be happy!"

Among the crowd, a familiar figure slowly walked towards her, just like the moment when we first met that day, or like that lost memory, this person occupied her whole life.

"Zi Xia, marry me." The man knelt on one knee, holding a flower and a ring in his hand.