Rumor has it that the young master has a hidden illness

Hearing someone call her name and feeling a surge of heat, Lin Lulu frowned and irritably pushed away the hand that was rubbing against her face.

"No..." She pouted slightly, instinctively snuggling closer to Jing Sichen's arms. It was warm and cozy, and she felt incredibly comfortable. "Sleepy, oh dear—"

"Tired?" He raised an eyebrow, extremely displeased. "You're the bride sent to serve me!"

"Okay," she replied obediently, her eyes remaining closed. "I'll just sleep for another five minutes."

Like a child who doesn't want to go to school, her rosy cheeks exude innocence, and her long eyelashes tremble slightly, like a tired butterfly, making one reluctant to disturb her.

Her even breathing, carrying the unique fragrance of a young girl, unsettled him.

His body tensed, a tingling sensation ran through his palms, and a voice seemed to restrain his unrestrained desires: if he woke up this little darling, he would be punished by the heavens.

never mind!

Even the infamous Jing Sichen can be kind sometimes.

But she started this fire, so she should at least put it out for him!

He covered her lips with his, planting a deep kiss on her snow-white neck...

As dawn broke on the horizon, Lin Lulu woke up and looked at everything before her, still feeling like it was all unreal.

Jing Sichen is dead.

Is she alive?

Until yesterday, she thought she was going to die!

After getting dressed and getting out of bed, I looked at the pair of earrings I had taken from the bedside table, and my eyes dimmed.

Yesterday, before she came to her family home in Beijing, her grandfather gave her a secret mission.

These earrings are actually a pair of miniature cameras; they can see everything she can see.

The Jing family is wealthy and powerful, but the real management has never shown their faces in public. Grandpa wants to use her to see what Jing Sichen really looks like.

But things turned out this way.

Now that she's alive, what awaits her next?

She sighed, put on a white dress, and saw a red mark on her neck in the mirror.

What's wrong?

Bitten by mosquitoes?

It bit... pretty hard!

She wiped some saliva on her face to disinfect it, and as soon as she opened the bedroom door, she saw the man from yesterday walking towards her.

She waved to him. "Uncle! I have a few questions I'd like to ask you!"

Jing Sichen paused, looking at Lin Lulu with a strange expression. "Uncle?"

He was only ten years older than her.

Lin Lulu strode up to Jing Sichen and asked again, "Uncle, what's your name? How should I address you? Also, do I really not need to do anything for my husband's funeral? I feel like I should..."

"His death must not be revealed for the time being," Jing Sichen commanded.

Lin Lulu: "Why?"

"If anyone besides the villa finds out, everything that belongs to you will be taken back. And," he paused, then continued, "I will kill you."

Lin Lulu shrank her neck and subconsciously covered her earring.

What should we do then?

It had already broadcast everything live to Grandpa!

Is it too late to ask Grandpa to keep this a secret?

Jing Sichen glanced at the earrings that Lin Lulu was protecting, his thin lips pressed together, and a cold glint flashed in his dark eyes.

"Then... is there anything else I need to do?" Lin Lulu asked.

The Kyo family is so mysterious; if she wants to live, she shouldn't be curious about anything!

"You don't need to do anything," Jing Sichen said coldly. "Just continue with your old lifestyle."

"Really?" Her eyes lit up. "Then can I not stay here? I can go back and reunite with my family?"

"No way!" Jing Sichen refused without even thinking. "Your husband is here. If you don't live with him, what right do you have to go back to your parents' house?"

Lin Lulu blurted out instinctively, "But my husband is dead, isn't he?"

Jing Sichen narrowed his eyes slightly. "Your husband... is dead?"

"No, he's not dead!" Lin Lulu quickly corrected herself. "He's alive! He's doing very well! Well, I... I need to go out for a bit to see my parents, is that alright? You're the bodyguard, right? What should I call you?"

Jing Sichen: "Everyone who knows my name is dead."

"Then I'll call you Uncle!" Lin Lulu immediately changed her address. "Uncle, there's a troublemaker outside, I'll go chase her away first!"

**

A gentle breeze is blowing; today is a rare and beautiful day.

Lin Lulu stood at the villa entrance and peered out. What came into view was Lin Ao'ao kneeling there.

This scene was so satisfying!

The Lin family has a history of over a hundred years. Under the leadership of their grandfather, they take pride in making money quickly, accurately, and ruthlessly, are ashamed of making money slowly and leniently, and hate those who don't know how to make money.

Lin Lulu's father, the eldest son of the Lin family, was a good-for-nothing who couldn't make money. He was still determined to marry a wife who had no money or power. After the marriage, he was kicked out of the Lin family and it was announced that he had died tragically in a kidnapping and had no chance of being resurrected.

So what if they die? Lin Lulu thought that even if they left the Lin family, they could still live a good life.

But Lin Ao'ao and her group refused to let them go.

Every now and then, they would disrupt their poor but happy lives, preventing those who were employed from working and those who were in school from attending.

From childhood to adulthood, she was afraid to make friends.

Because whoever becomes her friend will face the same situation as her.

She doesn't even dare to like anything.

Previously, she had raised an injured wild pigeon. One day, when she returned home, she saw that Lin Aoao had roasted and eaten it, and even sprinkled cumin on it!

Last night she seemed to dream about that wild pigeon, crying and begging it not to die!

Lin Ao'ao was basically her childhood trauma.

What goes around comes around; no one escapes the wrath of Heaven.

From now on, Lin Lulu will never be bullied again!

Five minutes later.

A maid pushed Lin Lulu to the outside of the villa and called out loudly, "Lin Ao'ao, come and pick up the president's wife."

Lin Aoao, who was kneeling on the ground, immediately raised her head.

As far as the eye could see, there was a wheelchair.

In the wheelchair, Lin Lulu's hair was disheveled, blood was flowing from the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were closed, making her look like she was dead.

Lin Ao'ao couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Dead! Finally dead!"

She had been kneeling all night, and her legs were no longer her own, but she was happy. She couldn't feel the pain in her knees when she stood up, and her eyes revealed endless hatred.

"Lin Lulu! Do you know how long I've waited for this day! If Grandpa hadn't given the order not to kill you, do you think you'd be alive today? But it doesn't matter, seeing you die like this makes me incredibly happy! I said I'd give you a funeral of the century, and I'll keep my word once I throw your body to feed the dogs..."

"Lin Ao'ao... Ao'ao... Ao..." Lin Lulu's voice drifted from all around, "I died so tragically! I'm so lonely underground! I want you to be buried with me... buried..."

"Who!" Lin Aoao took several steps back, her face turning pale with fright.

She heard it clearly; it was definitely Lin Lulu's voice.

But Lin Lulu's mouth didn't move at all!

Could it be that Lin Lulu's hatred was so intense that she turned into... a ghost?

"Who's playing tricks there?" Lin Ao shouted to bolster his courage.

"I told you, I wouldn't let you go," Lin Lulu's voice floated out again. "I've come to take you away! Come with me obediently!"

Lin Ao looked around, her heart pounding in her chest.

The more she looked, the more panicked she became. Suddenly, Lin Lulu, who was in a wheelchair, jumped up, grabbed her wrist, and shouted, "I'll take you with me even if I die! The funeral of the century won't be lively without you!"

"Ah—a ghost—"

Lin Ao'ao screamed, broke free from Lin Lulu's hand, and scrambled away, running and shouting. She was no longer the arrogant and domineering person she used to be.

Lin Lulu laughed so hard she could barely breathe. She licked the ketchup off her lips, wiped her face with a wet tissue, and chuckled, "I thought she was really brave! Turns out she's just a little coward! Tch!"

She straightened her hair and turned around, only to find herself staring at Jing Sichen.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through her mind: I've seen those eyes before! I'm absolutely certain I've seen them before!

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