After dinner, Lin Miao slipped into the bedroom without even washing the bowl.

Listening to the sound of locking the door, Luo Yan smiled bitterly.

He is not a saint, and it is strange that he can bear it when facing the teasing of his beloved.

He froze for a while, feeling better, and then brought the food to the kitchen.

After cleaning up, he went to knock on Lin Miao's door.

"Wash and go to bed."

The room was quiet for a while before Lin Miao's vague response came.

Luo Yan shook his head and went into his room.

A few minutes later, something came from the next door.

Luo Yan listened for a moment and tried to bet his mind on the documents in front of him.

The next morning, Luo Yan was awakened by a smell of food.

He walked out of the bedroom and smelled the fragrance of the air, his empty heart that had been empty for a long time was filled with it.

Lin Miao brought out the porridge and saw that he got up, and said, "The meal is ready, go and wash up."

Luo Yan agreed to go and wash. When he came back, Lin Miao had already put the breakfast on the table.

The two sat opposite each other, Luo Yan took a sip of porridge, looked at Lin Miao who was eating with his head down, and felt happiness gushing out from the bottom of his heart.

After dinner, Luo Yan sent Lin Miao to the small shop.

When it was about to come, his face suddenly turned dark.

"What's wrong?"

Lin Miao was surprised.

"It's okay," Luo Yan curled his lips, stopped the car, and walked in with her.

When he came out, he glanced at the black car that was driving a dozen steps away.

The car stopped for half a minute and slowly drove forward.

Luo Yan got into the car, turned the front of the car, and drove forward.

The sedan follows immediately.

Two cars parked in front and behind to the entrance of a nearby cafe.

Luo Yan got out of the car and looked coldly.

The rear compartment of the sedan opened and Evergreen came down from behind.

Seeing his son's cold face, Changqing's face was also ugly.

She walked to Luo Yan, glanced coldly before humming in.

Luo Yan followed closely to the private room.

"What are you doing?"

After entering the door, Luo Yan closed the door and stared at her coldly.

Changqing scolded coldly: "I am your mother, what is your attitude?"

Luo Yan smiled coldly, "The Zhang family's business has been very unhappy recently. I heard that Aunt Liu is very dissatisfied with the Zhou family. Whether the financing he promised to be realized earlier is now a 50% 50% sequel."

"What do you know?"

Evergreen discolored.

She has most of the funds under the Zhou family. If the Zhou family collapses, she will lose all her money.

"It's just heard of it," Luo Yan said lightly: "Why are you in a hurry?"

"You," Changqing gritted his teeth, "Who am I working hard to make money?"

"For me?"

Luo Yan sneered.

"I don't dare to take this title."

When he was raising his loan, his biological mother killed him without a penny.

"You know my personality. If I don't go well and see others' compliments, I will always feel uncomfortable. What should I do, please consider yourself."

"Luo Yan, I am your mother," Chang Qing roared unbearably.

"But you never treat me as your son," Luo Yan spoke coldly.

"Since the death of my elder brother, in your heart, my son has died."

Luo Yan blurted out his thoughts that had been in his heart for many years.

"You, nonsense," Changqing retorted with guilt.

Because Luo Yan said it was a fact, but she could not admit it.

"Do you know it in your heart?" Luo Yan smiled coldly, "Grandpa likes Lin Miao very much. She will be the daughter-in-law of the Luo family."

"What?"

Chang Qing didn't expect Luo Yan to be so fast, and he didn't expect that Mr. Luo, who was always stubborn and tough, would be so easy to talk and accept Lin Miao's entry into the Luo family so easily.

Luo Yan curled his lips, "For everyone's good, I hope you can attend our wedding as scheduled and do what you should do."

He opened the door and went straight out.

He left the evergreen who rolled his eyes and couldn't think of a way out for a moment.

Luo Yan returned to the company and called the lawyer consultant to come over.

The two of them closed the door for a long time, and the lawyer consultant went out with a serious look on their faces.

A few days later, the consultant came back and handed Luo Yan a stack of documents.

Luo Yan finished reading carefully, nodded with a smile, "Thank you for your hard work."

"This is what I should do. After all, I received the money," the lawyer consultant was obviously very tired, and his eyes were full of blue, but this did not affect his good mood.

Luo Yan smiled and sent him away, calling Lin Miao.

The phone was quickly answered, and Lin Miao lowered his voice and said, "What's wrong?"

“Where is it?”

Luo Yan smiled and closed the documents.

"In the hospital," Lin Miao whispered: "Uncle Gao's condition has worsened and he is being rescued."

Luo Yan smiled and put the documents in place, "Don't worry, I'll go there now."

Lin Miao nodded and hung up the phone.

On the side, Gao Miao cried so hard that his eyes were swollen and he almost fainted.

"It's okay, don't worry," Lin Miao comforted in vain.

Half an hour later, Luo Yan arrived and saw the blue color in Lin Miao's eyes, and he frowned slightly.

"How is the situation?"

Lin Miao shook his head.

Luo Yan glanced at Gao Miao, who was almost lost, and strolled outside.

Not long after, he brought two cups of porridge.

"Eat something first."

Lin Miao took it and handed it to Gao Miao.

Gao Miao took it blankly, but did not drink it.

"Miaomiao, eat something, otherwise you will not be able to stand it," Lin Miao whispered.

Gao Miao had no reaction at all.

Lin Miao sighed softly, and the thick color between her eyebrows could not be dissolved.

Luo Yan endured the urge to help her relieve her, and said coldly with his hands: "If you can hold on, you will be hungry. Otherwise, when your father comes out and you fall, you can only let him see your passport."

Luo Yan said this incredibly indifferently.

Gao Miao glared at once.

But who is Luo Yan?

Don't talk about a woman who has no lethality.

Even when facing the anger of hundreds or thousands of people, he would not feel any pain.

"Luo Yan," Lin Miaoyin shook his head in reproach.
To be continued...