Lao Lin had been by Ling Qi's side for so many years, but he couldn't help but be stunned when he saw his expression.
"Trunk." Lao Lin confessed calmly.
"Don't give me anything from her in the future, I don't want to see it." Ling Qi said with a cold face.
At least now he doesn't want to see it, and when he sees it, he misses it.
"But... Yes sir. Lao Lin wanted to say something, but finally took it back.
He wanted to ask if he was going to lose all the contents of the trunk.
But Ling Qi's current expression told him that if he talked about Lu Yingying, his end would be miserable.
Even after getting along with him for so many years, he still didn't have confidence that Ling Qi wouldn't fire him because he was angry.
If Madame was still here, it wouldn't be like this...
The recent change in temper of the gentleman he is the most aware of.
Always irritable at every turn, abnormal mood, often depressed.
After he knew Lu Yingying until he got married, Ling Qi always treated the people around him with a gentle face.
Lu Yingying is good to the people around him, and he also follows Lu Yingying's friendliness to his side.
In those years, Ling Qi's happiest thing every day was when he got off work, he would run more than a dozen kilometers to buy desserts for Lu Yingying, and he would pick her up from work early every day.
But now, everything seems to have returned to before he didn't know Lu Yingying.
On the contrary, Ling Qi became more gloomy and did not like to communicate with others, and was cold and indifferent.
Madame is a very kind woman, she always smiles at these servants, even if they do something wrong, Lu Yingying will not scold.
She vividly interprets the gentleness to the bones.
In the office, the man's bony hand holds an expensive fountain pen and carefully reviews documents.
Lao Lin's son Xiao Lin walked in, he looked at Ling Qi who was frowning, "Ling Qi, someone downstairs is looking for you, saying that he wants to send you a letter." "
"Nope." Ling Qi didn't even raise his head to take a look.
Over the years, his business has become bigger and stronger, and some of his small companies have come to cling to him, and there are even some people who want to take his life every day.
He never went to see it, and he didn't want to take anything.
"What about the letter?"
"How do you need me to teach you?" Ling Qi raised his eyes in displeasure and glanced at Xiao Lin.
He felt that there was something unusual about Kobayashi today, and he would never ask himself these unnecessary questions.
There was an inexplicable deterrent in his eyes, and Xiao Lin responded, retreated, and didn't stay any longer.
Downstairs from the company.
"Kid, you'd better take the letter back." Xiao Lin half-bent down and looked at the little girl in front of him.
The little girl was dressed in black, her eyes were swollen like walnuts, and there were tear stains in the corners of her eyes.
Xiao Lin just saw that she was pitiful, so he couldn't bear it, and made an exception to find Ling Qi.
In his opinion, a small child can have any bad intentions.
Most importantly, Kobayashi saw the urgency and plea in her eyes.
He didn't have it, and he refused very ruthlessly.
"Can you let him come down to see me, please, brother, this letter is really important." Lin Wenrou was still sad in her heart, and she couldn't help but shed tears as she spoke.
This is the last task given to her by Yingying's sister, and she can't fulfill her last wish.
When she thought of this, she was really sad.
"Little sister, don't cry first, go back and tell the adult who asked you to deliver the letter, and let him come over in person to make an appointment, okay?" Xiao Lin was a little at a loss in the face of Lin Wenrou.
"But, however, she's gone." Lin Wenrou's mood was extremely low.
Before she died, Lu Yingying told her that she should send this letter to Ling Qi of the Ling Group after her death.
As long as he refuses once, don't send it again, burn the letter.
Since he didn't want to see him, it only showed that the fate between them should be like this.
The man Lu Yingying was thinking about before she died must have been very important, and she was reluctant to be disappointed after her death.
"Then let's wait until she comes back."
Lin Wenrou choked with tears and just wanted to explain that Lu Yingying was no longer there, but Xiao Lin suddenly made a hand over to Xiao Lin, and Xiao Lin left without a hurry.
As soon as Xiao Lin left, Kang Jiajia, who was stepping on high heels and wearing exquisite makeup, slowly approached the building of the Ling Group with a thermos cup in her hand.
When she passed by Lin Wenrou's side, she glanced at it casually, and the corners of her mocking mouth rose up.
Poor sour kids.
"Open the door for me." She spoke proudly to the security guard at the door.
The security guard knew where she came from, and bent his waist to open the door respectfully for her.
"Sister, wait a minute." Lin Wenrou seemed to see a life-saving straw, and rushed forward.
She ran to Kang Jiajia's side, reached out to hold her hand, and pleaded with tears in the corners of her eyes, "Sister, you can help me." "
Kang Jiajia looked at her shabby dress, and pushed her away without thinking, "Don't touch me." "
"I beg you, sister." Lin Wenrou still didn't give up, she couldn't let Lu Yingying's last letter be burned like this.
"Help me give the letter to Ling Qi."
When Kang Jiajia heard Ling Qi's name, she immediately became concerned, "What are you looking for him?"
"This is the heart my sister gave him, you can help me give it to him."
Kang Jiajia felt a strong uneasiness in her heart, she looked at the envelope in Lin Wenrou's hand, and she didn't even have a name, "Who is your sister?"
"My sister's name is Lu Yingying, and it's really important to have a letter."
Lin Wenrou didn't know what the identity of the person in front of her was, she only knew that she could help herself, so she said it 1510.
When Kang Jiajia heard Lu Yingying's three words, her body couldn't help but tremble.
It had been so long since she had heard her name, so long that she had slowly forgotten that this person existed.
"Why don't your sister come by herself?"
"She's dead, it's her last wish, so please, help me." Lin Wenrou saw that she was willing to listen to herself so much, but she felt that hope was rekindled in her heart that she was about to give up.
He's dead?
Kangjiajia never thought of this result.
Lu Yingying is actually dead?
"When?" Kangjiajia still looked incredulous and couldn't believe it.
How can a good person die? It can't be her ploy, right? That's right, it's to snatch people away from you.
"Today." Lin Wenrou said these two words sadly.
"Give me the letter, and I'll give it to him." Konjiajia finally believed it.
No one wants to joke about their own life and death, and the little girl's red and swollen eyes speak for themselves.
In the evening, Ling Qi received a call from his mother Pan Yifang, asking him to go home.
The car drove into the Ling family's manor.
At a glance, at the gate of the luxurious and magnificent gate, the security guard saw from a distance that it was their young master's car, and quickly and neatly let him go.
The intricate lighting glows coldly, and every corner of the spacious living room is illuminated.