The curtains were half-closed, cutting the sunlight into a slender strip of light. Rong Qinxin sat by the window, staring blankly at the strip of light on the ground. Her left hand rested on her knees, and her right hand hung down weakly.

The room was very quiet, and it looked like a frozen painting from a distance. Unfortunately, the woman in the painting could not help but feel melancholy.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open with a creak. The woman by the window only raised her eyebrows but did not raise her head. It was not until she saw the familiar pair of cream-colored leather shoes stopped in front of her that she slowly raised her eyes.

Feng Nishang was still as beautiful as ever, but she only put on a light make-up, but she was still very graceful. The woman was wearing a knee-length warm-colored cheongsam, simple but subtle. When Rong Qinxin saw her, she couldn't help but smile.

She smiled, looking a little helpless. Nishang seemed to have a thousand words to say, but when she came to her mouth, she didn't know how to speak. She pulled up a chair and sat down, but her eyes did not leave Qinxin.

"Why are you sitting here alone?"

Feng Nishang's expression was gentle, and there was sunshine in her eyes. Rong Qinxin shook her head and said, "I'm a little disappointed."

"I heard about it." Nishang cast her gaze at Qin Xin's broken hand, and there was unstoppable sadness in her eyes. But it was only for a moment, and she comforted her with a forced smile: "Actually, it's nothing.

, it’s normal to feel disappointed. Even if you don’t have a hand, you will still be able to live well in the future.”

She took Qinxin's right hand and carefully placed it on her lap. Rong Qinxin's eyes followed her movements all the way to her arms. Feng Nishang spread Qinxin's palm and let a ray of sunshine

It paused in her palm, and then she carefully stroked her fingertips.

"Yesterday, when Ping Xi told me, I didn't sleep well all night. I always thought, how is this possible, how is it possible..." The woman paused, choked, and then continued: "But actually, this

It has already happened. Qinxin, I know this feels very painful and painful, so no matter how many words of comfort I say, it will not help."

The woman let her gently pull her unconscious right hand, and she just stared quietly at her low, almost invisible face.

"But fortunately, both you and Lin Zuoyan are fine. I didn't let Ping Xi tell me about the twists and turns. I think if I knew, I would be scared. You know, I am timid, how can I dare to ask?

It's so detailed, I just feel that it's good if everything is back, that's the best..." She smiled through tears, but still refused to raise her head.

Qin Xin frowned slightly, watching the woman minding her own business.

"Refreshing the heart."

Feng Nishang suddenly stopped stroking her hands, and her body paused, as if she was brewing an emotion.

"Thank you."

Rong Qin's frowning eyebrows suddenly relaxed, and his clear eyes narrowed.

"Thank you very much."

Her voice was soft and hoarse, and the woman's tears dripped vertically, one by one falling into Qin Xin's palm. Rong Qin Xin saw the tears falling one after another shining brightly in the sun, which was so dazzling.

"Thank you for bringing him back intact, thank you for letting me see him again, thank you...thank you...qinxin...really thank you..." The woman's small shoulders trembled slightly, and no one knew her fear. No

People know that in this world, there is a woman who humbly prays every day. She sits in her room, with no room for anything else in her mind except thoughts and worries.

Those things that were so far away that she couldn't control them were like the sharpest knives cutting into her heart. She didn't want to think about it anymore, but she couldn't stop herself. She could only recite silently in her heart over and over again:

Lin Zuoyan, where are you, where are you?

Her tears were rolling more and more, and she didn't dare to cry loudly in front of him. She was so cautious, fearing that one mistake would make him completely ignore her and disgust her. She knew that she was so lowly, and to him, she didn't mean anything at all.

It was worthless, but she still wanted to see him and watch him quietly in a corner.

Rong Qin frowned in distress, and she felt that her eyes were beginning to become sour. These tears were so precious. Only at this moment did she truly feel how much the woman in front of her loved Lin Zuoyan.

A person's sincerity is really warm.

A person's love is really heartbreaking.

"Tick-tock——"

There was another tear, but Rong Qinxin's index finger suddenly moved. The hot tears penetrated into the skin with its temperature, and Qinxin blinked at her pupils in vain.

She felt the temperature.

——

In the past few days after returning to Fuguimen, Lin Zuoyan was very busy. Although Ping Xi repeatedly persuaded him that taking good care of his body was the top priority, Lin Zuoyan felt that the matters he should deal with could not be delayed any longer, so he couldn't help but get to work. Ping Xi then

I won’t say anything more.

It was another silent night, and Lin Zuoyan could not help but feel angry as he faced the documents spread out on the table. He shook off the documents in his hand, turned his back, and paced again and again.

"This An Qingsheng seems to have guessed that I am not in Shanghai, but he is so bold!"

In this month, the Haobang seemed to know that the Fugui Sect had no one to support them, and they blatantly seized the land under its name. Moreover, the number of Haobang members also began to increase exponentially, and many Fugui Sects

His brothers also joined him. The sudden increase in strength and frequent activities had to make Lin Zuoyan have some suspicions.

He suddenly stopped pacing, turned around slowly, and looked deeply at Ping Xi behind him.

"Pingxi."

Ping Xi stood aside steadily, and when he heard the call, he stepped forward and responded.

"How long have you been following me?"

What Mr. Zhuo said to him that night on Dongqin Mountain suddenly came to Lin Zuoyan's mind.

"I would like to advise Mr. Lin, this Xia Feng Yi is not a simple person. Your hundred boxes of opium were shipped by sea, but did you ever let the rumor out that they were shipped by sea? Furthermore, the idea of ​​kidnapping Rong Qinxin is also

He suggested it. This person knows your wealth well, do you understand what I mean?"

Lin Zuoyan is basically certain that there is a traitor in the wealthy family. But who can it be? There are very few people who know the inside story about opium. The shipping route is before loading.

It was not officially communicated until a week later, just to prevent the news from leaking out. But contrary to expectations, there was still something wrong with this product.

If the opium matter is still general information, then his deep love for Rong Qin is not something ordinary people can know. He also thought about whether it could be Feng Nishang, after all, she is also Mr. An's person

, as she said, it is not impossible that she bit him one day and killed him. But thinking about it carefully, there are many loopholes. He, Lin Zuoyan, is very caring about everyone. Even if Feng Nishang knew his affection for Qinxin

, but they would never know about opium anyway.

A person who knows both things...

"Pingxi has been with Brother Yan for nearly ten years. He has been serving him since he was still in school." Pingxi is the person who has been accompanying Lin Zuoyan since he was still in school. When Mr. Lin chose him, he asked

After answering no less than a hundred questions and undergoing rigorous physical and mental training, the only thing he wanted to tell Ping Xi was that he lived for Lin Zuoyan.

"Hmm..." Lin Zuoyan nodded, and then suddenly took a few steps closer. Ping Xitu felt that the atmosphere was a bit subtle. Brother Yan rarely talked about this matter, and even if he did, he wouldn't mention it as specifically as he does now.

"Then do you think I'm treating you well?"

"Brother Yan is very kind to me, and Pingxi is very grateful."

Ping Xi kept his head lowered and did not dare to raise it, but Lin Zuoyan raised his handsome eyebrows, squinted his eyes, and looked at the man. "What does gratitude mean?"

Pingxi paused, as if he was a little choked. He had never thought about this problem before. But it was only for a moment. After thinking about it, he replied frankly: "I am grateful. Pingxi is very grateful to Brother Yan for his love for me."

Thank you. Even if it is for Brother Yan, I am willing to die."

As soon as he said these words, Lin Zuoyan stretched out his arm and instantly took out the pistol from his waist, pointing it straight at Ping Xi's head. Ping Xi was shocked, and the stunned expression on his face was clearly visible. But even though he was shocked, he

But he didn't make any move to escape or move. As time passed, his expression became darker.

Facing Lin Zuoyan's cold black eyes, the man didn't even show a trace of fear. He didn't shy away from the sharp eyes, but he could look at them without any hesitation.

After a long time, Lin Zuoyan slowly lowered his gun and asked softly: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

"Brother Yan can't."

Lin Zuoyan paused and asked: "Why?"

"No, Ping Xi firmly believes it."

That's why he wasn't afraid at all. Although he didn't know Lin Zuoyan that well, for some reason, he trusted him 100% in his heart. So even if he pointed a gun at his head, he could firmly believe that he wouldn't

will kill him.

Lin Zuoyan chuckled, but it was true. He would not kill him. Although he pointed at his brain and wanted to test him, when he pointed the gun at him, he suddenly found that he had no killing intention at all.

.

It turned out that he believed in him so much.

"Ping Xi, do you know that there is a traitor in the Fugui Sect?" Lin Zuoyan looked away and finally said what he said. Ping Xi paused. Although he was slow, he was not too stupid. He was lost again and was beaten again.

To kidnap someone, there must be someone who was causing trouble and tipping off the information. But he couldn't find out who it was. He had such vast powers and not only knew the rich and powerful, but also the always low-key Brother Yan.

"Ping Xi knows that there is such a person, but he can't guess it."

"I'm also troubled." Lin Zuoyan touched his strong chin and narrowed his eyes slightly, "This person knows a lot of things, just like you. But who else stays by my side like you?

But I never thought of it...?"

Just when Lin Zuoyan was discussing important matters with Ping Xi in the suite at Fuguimen, Rong Qinxin's door was knocked again. It was seven or eight o'clock in the evening, and Nishang had gone back in the afternoon.

Except for the brothers from Fuguimen who were guarding the hospital, no one else came near. Rong Qin subconsciously thought that it was Lin Zuoyan who came to see her, but when she opened the door to greet her, she realized that the man who came in was Bifang.

"Butler Bi?"

Qin Xin was a little surprised.

"It's me, Miss Qinxin." Bi Fang smiled and held a sealed basket in his hand.

Rong Qinxin was still quite concerned about the matter of escaping from marriage. Bi Fang once called her Miss Zhuo, but to this day, although many things have gone forever, it still feels awkward when they finally meet.

"Butler Bi...you...what's the matter with you?"

"Oh, it's like this. I heard from the brothers from the Fugui Sect that Miss Qinxin was seriously injured when she came back from Jiangxi this time. Although Bi Fang serves the young master, Miss Qinxin plays a very important role in the young master's heart.
To be continued...