Goodnight, Mr. CEO! Chapter 319: : chopsticks

The next day.

As soon as the sky was bright, there was a knock on Lin Hanxing's door.

When she opened the door lazily in silk pajamas, the maid with ice skin and snowy skin was stunned for a moment.

It turned out that Lin Youlin, who had not slept all night after tossing and turning, was afraid that she would delay the business, and just wanted to ask the servant to wake Lin Hanxing up early, when Yuan Shaojing's close friend Uncle Hai had already arrived and was waiting downstairs.

Lin Hanxing only said that after hearing it, he knew, and after washing up, he changed his clothes and went downstairs.

In the hall, the Lin family members who got up early were already seated, and even Luo Ruyin, whose face was slightly swollen, was there.

Different faces, it was supposed to be breakfast time, but no one had that thought.

Uncle Dumb has already prepared Lin Hanxing's breakfast.

"Miss Lin, I'll pick you up."

Uncle Hai changed from the way he was when he first came here, and his attitude was respectful and courteous.

"Wait until I have breakfast." Lin Hanxing looked up at him, and then said coldly.

I still have the heart to eat breakfast!

Luo Ruyin rolled her eyes, just waiting for Uncle Hai to get angry. After all, last time he was in the hospital, he made herself suffer!

Other people have more or less the same thoughts in their hearts.

Unexpectedly, not only did Uncle Hai have no objection, he even took the initiative to stand aside to facilitate Lin Hanxing's meal.

Uncle dumb came out with breakfast.

The freshly made scallion pancakes are fried to golden brown on both sides.

It is cut into a shape that is easy to use with chopsticks by a quick knife. It is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and even the crispy oily skin has a strong aroma.

Refreshing shredded lettuce cut thinner than toothpicks, jasper green, garnished with shredded red peppers, fresh and refreshing.

The hardest part is the pumpkin bisque.

The pumpkin is boiled into a puree, and the base is made of fresh cream, stock, pepper, etc. The sweet fragrance can be smelled by the Lin family sitting in the hall, but only faintly hear the movement of the gurgle, who is it? Pretend not to hear.

Lin Hanxing quietly picked up the chopsticks regardless of what the rest of the Lin family were thinking.

"Cousin is looking down on our Lin family and has a cook for herself?"

Suddenly, Luo Wenbo made a strange noise, breaking the silence of the room.

Luo Wensu frowned, his eldest brother's temper seemed to be getting more and more impatient these past two days.

Uncle Hai walked on the tip of the knife when he was young, but it's okay to hide it deliberately on weekdays, but now he glares at Luo Wenbo...

The atmosphere suddenly became subtle.

But before Uncle Hai could do anything else, everyone just heard a squeak in their ears, and something seemed to fly by in front of them.

Then the European-style vase on the coffee table was cracked with a spider web-like pattern, and it was torn apart with the movement of the pop.

And the culprit is either...

Lin Youlin's eyes widened, it was actually a chopstick?

"Uncle dumb, help me change a pair."

Lin Hanxing's cold voice sounded immediately, and the pair of chopsticks in his hand suddenly turned into a single one.

So, just now she used chopsticks...

Break the vase?

Even if others don't see it clearly, Uncle Hai, a trainee, can see it clearly.

This girl is obviously useless...

If you are serious, the seemingly dull chopsticks will definitely be able to penetrate the person's throat.

Luo Wenbo looked back and glared in the direction of Lin Hanxing.

But seeing Lin Hanxing unhurriedly taking the chopsticks from Uncle Dumb's hand, Leng Rui's eyes suddenly swept to Luo Wenbo.

The two of them looked at each other for a moment, forcing Luo Wenbo to numb his scalp for a while.

Lin Hanxing retracted his gaze and sneered inwardly.

A breakfast was eaten in the different minds of everyone.

Lin Hanxing went upstairs again, and when he came down again, his clothes had been changed to all black.

The high-waisted retro black Hepburn dress is dignified and elegant. The neck is decorated with a white pearl necklace. The original long hair is rolled up behind the ears. Slowly go down the stairs.

Every step is like stepping on the heart.

"You can go." Lin Hanxing looked at Uncle Du, his voice was so calm that it was almost indifferent.

Those eyes that seemed to be soaked in the cold pool showed their rationality through the black mesh of England.

Until Lin Hanxing left, Luo Ruyin couldn't help but pooh at the place where her back disappeared.

"Bitch!"

As soon as the voice fell, a sharp cold suddenly rose from behind.

Looking up, Uncle dumb looked straight at her, as if looking at a dead man.

She pursed her lips, Luo Ruyin snorted coldly, and turned to go upstairs!

………………

The car drove steadily towards the cemetery in the east suburbs.

During the period, Uncle Hai frequently looked at Lin Hanxing in the back seat through the rearview mirror.

Aside from being calm, he doesn't receive any emotional fluctuations from her.

The interior of the car is elegant and floral.

Lin Hanxing has a bouquet of white Lorimas roses at hand.

The flower language is the memory of death.

The road up the mountain was twisty and winding. Although it didn't rain any more today, the weather was gray and depressing.

The towering green plants on both sides of the road seem to be entering the clouds.

The higher you go, the fresher the air and the cooler the temperature.

Soon, the Eastern Suburb Cemetery is here.

Today's Dongjiao Cemetery is surrounded by a group of men in black suits, in a completely closed state.

Almost as soon as the car stopped, Lin Hanxing saw a familiar black Bugatti.

As soon as Uncle Hai stopped, Lei Xiao got out of the car.

The dark black tailor-made suit and the atmosphere of the cemetery behind him seem to blend together, cold and serious. The black ink covers his deep eyes, but the strong indifference between his brows makes people involuntarily shy away.

She didn't expect him to come.

"Come here." Lei Xiao stretched out his hand towards her.

The slender fingers reveal the strength that can turn the sky upside down, like a master, and no one else can shake it.

Lin Hanxing smiled lightly, raised two deep pear eddies on his cheeks, and walked towards him.

Put your hand into his large palm.

Strong fingers slammed into her cold hand, and the eyes behind the sunglasses softened indistinctly.

"Uncle Yuan's spirit is not very good. He just took medicine. Uncle Hai, pay attention."

"I'm fine."

Accompanied by a thick but hoarse voice, Yuan Shaojing's stern and determined face appeared in everyone's eyes.

Still on his black dragon-headed cane.

But the spirit is obviously not good, and it seems that he has not slept all night.

Even the hair looks white, the lines on the corners of the eyes are getting deeper and deeper, and the whole person is much older.

"Follow me."

Lin Hanxing gave Yuan Shaojing a deep look. Seeing that he refused Uncle Hai's support, he indifferently retracted his gaze.

The group slowly walked towards the ninety-nine steps in front of them.

The Eastern Suburb Cemetery invited feng shui masters from Hong Kong to designate the construction of this feng shui treasure land. The ninety-nine steps mean that the souls of the dead have reached bliss early and do not fall in love with the world. The steps are endless, and the tombstones are scattered on both sides of the steps.

Lei Xiao held Lin Hanxing's hand, breathing calmly, without the slightest mess.

However, Yuan Shaojing soon sweated on his forehead, and his turbulent breathing was like a bellows, which sounded uncomfortable.

But soon, Lin Hanxing's figure turned to the left, and after a few steps, he stopped in front of a tombstone.

"Mr. Yuan, it's here."