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Qin Ruan looked out of the car with astonished eyes, and slowly closed her mouth, who could never imagine Huicheng's true face.

The little cinnabar mole on the center of the other's eyebrows made Huicheng's face especially stunning.

The expensive luxury car was parked beside him, and Huicheng stepped closer.

Qin Ruan dropped the rear window glass and looked at the person standing in front of the car: "Master Huicheng?"

The tone was uncertain and suspicious.

Huicheng's brows and eyes were cold and thin, and his voice was cold: "Donor Qin."

He was quite sure that the person sitting in the car was Qin Ruan who had agreed with him.

Huicheng's face was ruthless and indifferent, and the coldness on his body was not like a monk, but more like an executioner on the execution ground.

The imaginary Huicheng felt too different from the person in front of him.

Qin Ruan put away her surprised expression and opened the door to invite people to get in the car.

Huicheng stretched out his hand in his pocket and got into the car, holding the door.

The door was closed, blocking the wind and cold outside the car.

Qin Ruan tilted her head to look at Huicheng, and couldn't help laughing when she saw it.

"I didn't expect you to be so young," she said with a smile.

Huicheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and his expression was a bit lively.

He stared at Qin Ruan with a little smile in his eyes: "Are you young?"

Qin Ruan nodded: "It looks like a college student who hasn't graduated."

Huicheng was delighted by Qin Ruan's words. He leaned on the back of the seat and said astonishingly, "I'm in my thirties."

"..." Qin Ruan blinked, his face full of disbelief.

Startled again, she stared at Huicheng intently.

She looked up and down, but couldn't see that this person was in his thirties.

Qin Ruan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Are you kidding?"

No matter who looks at this kind of appearance, Huicheng doesn't look like a person in her thirties.

Huicheng took off the hat on his head, revealing his shiny bald head.

His side glances are not friendly, and he even stared at Qin Ruan with some indifference: "Do I need to show you my ID card?"

It was obviously a joke, but it felt even colder when he said it.

Qin Ruan waved his hand with a smile on his face.

Huicheng's temperament is complex and contradictory, both good and evil, and she can't see through this person.

The carriage quickly fell silent.

Qin Ruan doesn't talk much on weekdays, and Huicheng is not a loud person either.

After getting in the car, he remained silent, staring at the scenery outside the car window.

...

Lin Ning wrote his resignation report at home. He has decided to officially return to the family and take up the responsibilities on his shoulders.

In this life, he will no longer watch his parents and sister leave him with his own eyes.

The door was knocked.

"Doctor Lin, I cooked noodles, do you want to eat some?"

Lin Ning turned around and saw Ling Xiaoxuan standing at the door with an uneasy expression.

There was tension and anticipation on her face, as well as a strong sense of unease, and it was difficult for people not to notice.

Qin Ruan contacted Master Huicheng of Nanyin Temple, agreed to meet this morning, and informed them last night.

Ling Xiaoxuan is feeling uneasy now, but he can understand.

Lin Ning typed the last two words on the keyboard, clicked save, closed the document, got up and walked out the door.

He laughed aloud: "Miss Ling, will I go to the hospital if I eat the noodles cooked by Miss Ling?"

Ling Xiaoxuan: "That's not true. At most, it tastes a little weird."

The two walked to the kitchen, each with a bowl of green vegetable noodles that tasted bland or even sweet.

Lin Ning took a bite and swallowed it reluctantly.

He looked up at the person sitting opposite: "Ling Xiaoxuan, are you treating sugar as salt?"

Ling Xiaoxuan frowned: "It seems so."

She picked up the noodles in the bowl and put them in her mouth, and she ate it deliciously, as if she had lost her sense of taste and could not feel the strange taste of the noodles.

Lin Ning put down the chopsticks in his hand, unable to eat the bowl of noodles in front of him.

Ling Xiaoxuan looked up and saw him get up to leave: "Aren't you going to eat?"

Lin Ning smiled bitterly: "Miss Ling's craftsmanship, I have no luck."

Ling Xiaoxuan hummed: "You used to call me my sweetheart, but now you call me Miss Ling, are you mocking me?"

Lin Ning folded her arms and said truthfully: "You didn't restore your past life memories before, I always want to tempt you, so as not to fall again."

Falling into something is nothing but the love for Ling Zeheng.

Ling Xiaoxuan pursed her lips and lowered her head to eat the noodles in silence.

Knowing that she thought of Ling Zeheng again, Lin Ning changed the subject: "I'm going to pack up, and I'm going back to the main house of the Lin family in a few days."

Ling Xiaoxuan was not in a high mood: "Go, it's fine for me to be alone."

Lin Ning, who was about to leave, thought about it and said, "We will decide whether to continue after seeing Qin Ruan and Master Huicheng about the wedding. No matter what your choice is, I will cooperate with you unconditionally."

"thanks--"

Lin Ning stood there, gave her a deep look, and turned to leave.

When the doorbell rang, Ling Xiaoxuan had finished eating the noodles, and Lin Ning's luggage was not half packed.

He has lived here for several years and has a lot to pack and take away.

The living room was already full of several suitcases.

When the doorbell rang, Lin Ning stopped what she was doing and looked up at Ling Xiaoxuan, who was lying on the sofa.

She looked nervous with anticipation, staring straight at the door.

"I'll open the door."

Lin Ning put down the things in his hand, turned around and walked towards the door.

Qin Ruan stood outside the door with Huicheng, Lin Hao, and Song Qing.

Seeing them, Lin Ning showed an alienated smile on his face and opened the door: "Come in."

The small living room was more messy than yesterday, and there were a few suitcases standing in the corner. Qin Ruan asked, "Are you planning to move?"

Lin Ning, who welcomed people in and closed the door, explained aloud, "To be exact, I'm going to move."

Qin Ruan nodded and did not ask him where he was moving.

She only cares about Ling Xiaoxuan's problems now.

"Sister."

Recalling the irritating words to Qin Ruan yesterday, Ling Xiaoxuan's expression was a little unnatural.

She nodded to Qin Ruan, looked past him, and saw Huicheng.

This person was as ruthless and indifferent as in his previous life, which made his teeth itch a little.

Ling Xiaoxuan's eyes dimmed, and she said hello, "Master Huicheng."

Since Huicheng entered the door and saw Lin Ning, her eyebrows were raised.

Looking at Ling Xiaoxuan now, there is confusion in his cold eyes.

Qin Ruan sat beside Ling Xiaoxuan as casually as if she had returned to her own home.

She glanced at Huicheng, looked at the entanglement on his face and the look in his eyes, and said with a smile, "Master Huicheng, I don't know what you saw?"

Huicheng was standing and Ling Xiaoxuan was sitting.

He looked down at the other party condescendingly, and his slightly cold voice slowly opened: "This donor's eight-character fate is a lonely, lonely life."

Ling Xiaoxuan's face turned pale when she heard this.

Huicheng's words were a nightmare for her, no matter the past life or the present.

Huicheng went to look at Lin Ning, who came to him, with an indifferent tone: "This donor has a strange life and is too violent. Since the way of heaven has given you life, the donor should not be obsessed with revenge.

For those who are good, God will reward them with blessings, and those who do evil will be rewarded with disasters. I hope the donors will cherish this hard-won opportunity. "

Lin Ning's eyes narrowed slightly, her gentle face was tense, and her expression darkened.

For a moment, he gave Huicheng a gentle smile: "No wonder those who have been in contact with Master Huicheng say that Master has a pair of eyes that can read people's hearts."

Huicheng put his hands together, his cold and indifferent eyes drooped slightly, and his tone was indifferent: "Amitabha."

He looked back at Qin Ruan: "I don't know the donor Qin, which donor did you invite me to come for today?"

The words asked Qin Ruan, and Huicheng looked at Ling Xiaoxuan, who was pale and not quite right.

Qin Ruan pointed at Ling Xiaoxuan, who was sitting beside him: "Presumably Master Huicheng should have guessed who it is, this is my senior sister, I see her face and characters, and the road to love is bumpy, as long as you cross the threshold, you will welcome It will be happiness and contentment, and even the life of Wangfu, I don't know if you recognize it?"

Huicheng's eyes locked on Ling Xiaoxuan, he watched for a while, his lips moved slightly

Seeing that he had something to say, Qin Ruan raised his hand: "It's better to sit down and talk, we still have a lot of time."

Looking up at people like this is uncomfortable.

She didn't want to talk to each other like this all the time, it was too tired.

Huicheng did not refuse, and sat on the single sofa on Qin Ruan's left.

His sitting posture is more casual, with a hint of slack.

Huicheng looked at Qin Ruan, and her voice fluctuated a little: "Master Qin seems to be not only good at catching puppets, but also looking at each other."

Qin Ruan said modestly, "I know a little bit."

Huicheng couldn't deny it, and her eyes fell on Ling Xiaoxuan again, her tone was as light as water: "This donor is indeed in a difficult relationship, although she is lonely, she should have been lonely for a lifetime, but it is rare that she is lucky enough to meet a noble person. , there is a chance to escape the catastrophe of life and death."

In the previous life, Huicheng also said this to Ling Xiaoxuan.

She sat up straight and asked eagerly, "Have I met a noble person? Where is she? If I choose to be with the person I like in this life, won't I die again?"

Ling Xiaoxuan was so emotional that anyone with discernment could see it.

Qin Ruan patted her hand and comforted her gently: "Sister, don't worry, just listen to Master Huicheng first."

Ling Xiaoxuan nodded quickly, her eyes still fixed on Huicheng, eager for the other party to give her an answer.

Qin Ruan was also curious about what Huicheng would say next.

Huicheng ignored their gazes and looked down at the limited edition casual shoes on his feet, as if there were flowers on them that were worthy of his study.

His silence made Ling Xiaoxuan more emotional.

She could not wait to get up and rush over, grab Huicheng's collar, and shake him vigorously to give an answer.

Qin Ruan tapped her toes lightly, one after another.

As time passed, she seemed to understand something.

She half-squinted her eyes, stared at Huicheng casually, and the smile on her lips deepened slightly.

"Could it be that Master Huicheng has something to hide?"

Huicheng's eyes were finally willing to take his eyes off his shoes. The bottom of his eyes was frost that would not melt for a thousand years, like ice that could never melt.

"Donor Qin, I have said everything that I can say, and the rest, Buddha said, I can't say it."

Qin Ruan recalled what the other party had said before, and began to scratch his head: "Master just said that senior sister has met a noble, and there is a chance to change her fate?"

Huicheng was silent for a moment, then nodded slowly.

Qin Ruan smiled, and his face was close to the other party: "How do you think my destiny is?"

Huicheng pursed her lips and said honestly, "There is no fate."

The smile on Qin Ruan's face did not diminish: "What's the meaning of this?"

Huicheng stared at her and said honestly, "You are an uncontrollable existence, and no one can see through it."

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