The night in early summer is actually very beautiful. The sky is full of stars and the night wind is fragrant. Lin Qian stood by the window and could see the bare wooden frame in the yard downstairs. Several grape seedlings grew in the wind. They were small, with big green leaves, delicate and cute.

When will they grow and bear ripe fruits?

Lin Qian thought about it in front of the window for a while, took out her cell phone, and called Lin Mochen.

It's been a long time since she was busy, Lin Mochen seemed to have disappeared.

Yes, it’s the same whether it comes or not. He knows very well what’s going to happen next, just like Li Zhicheng, everything is under control.

It was still morning on the other end of the phone, and Lin Mochen's voice seemed to be warm and lazy with the sunshine: "hello, Lin Qian."

Lin Qian felt soft when he heard his voice. He said, "Brother, thank you."

Lin Mochen paused for a while, whispered and said, "You keep that part of the shares in your hands, do you understand?"

"Yes." This time, Lin Qian did not refuse.

Why did my brother reach this investment agreement with Li Zhicheng that day? Lin Qian understood after thinking about it for a moment.

Money benefits are probably second. What’s important is that when she has Mind shares, she will be the third largest shareholder in the future. In a sense, she is on par with Li Zhicheng and is no longer the previous superior and subordinate relationship.

My brother even thought of this for her.

Moreover, to put it further, her control of this part of the equity is both a helping force, but also a constraint for Li Zhicheng.

No wonder when Wang Taishi saw her that day, when he saw her for the first time, he said: Li always loved the country and the beauty. He couldn't raise 50 million yuan, but he gave her 20% of the shares.

...

Lin Qian whispered: "Brother, I don't want to plot against him."

Lin Mochen felt distressed when he heard her heartfelt words, but he would never agree with them. He replied lightly: "So I'll do it."

Lin Qian couldn't help laughing again. But when she was in Mingde that day, Li Zhicheng held her hand and whispered, asking her to use her scheming on him.

She also remembered that from beginning to end, Li Zhicheng had no complaints about this agreement and had a calm attitude.

If my brother can do it, he can take it.

A deep throbbing in my heart was the feeling that Li Zhicheng often brought to her. At some point, it seemed to have penetrated into her bones and was deeply moved by the charm of this man.

She asked, "Brother, then you see, is he qualified?"

Lin Mochen was again arrogant: "Watch the effect afterwards."

——

After hanging up the phone, Lin Qian stood quietly for a while and walked to the desk.

Li Zhicheng's pen is well written, and his brush is better. Lin Qian has read the copybooks he has been practicing, which are vigorous and grand, and has a famous style. In his spare time, he will also practice calligraphy at home. At this moment, there is an inkstone and a brush in the corner of the desk.

Lin Qian didn't know where the impulse came from. She spread out large rice paper, grindled some ink, then picked up the brush and started writing.

For those who have never practiced calligraphy, they can only barely read the calligraphy they wrote. The first line of characters she wrote was: "If it is empty, it is real, it is empty."

When she wrote the third line "Borrowing arrows on the straw boat and secretly traveling to Chen Cang", the door of the study room sounded "click".

Li Zhicheng pushed the door and walked in.

Lin Qian looked up at him and said nothing.

He must have just taken a shower and changed into a black short-sleeved T-shirt with dark gray casual pants underneath. His short hair was wet against his forehead, looking like a young man who had just returned home after playing basketball; or a casual outfit of a rich man when he was at home.

But his aura was not like this. His deep eyes looked at her quietly and walked over without any haste. He was more calm and intimidating than those stubborn and scheming men in his thirties or forties that Lin Qian had seen.

Lin Qian lowered her head and continued to write.

Her mood was actually a bit complicated. She was in the living room just now, and she didn't deliberately run away from him.

But at that time... I just wanted to stay alone for a while.

Seeing that she lowered her head and said nothing, Li Zhicheng seemed to write very attentively. He did not rush to speak, but slowly walked to her side. He glanced at the words, and a smile appeared on his lips.

Although Lin Qian looked at her nose and his heart, she actually followed him from the corner of her eyes. Seeing him laughing at her, she suddenly felt a little embarrassed and said in a depressed mood: "I'm writing, can't I do it?"

Li Zhicheng didn't answer, but stood quietly on one side and continued to stop and watch. Lin Qian was a little unable to write anymore. After a few strokes, the more she looked, the worse it felt was. She was about to be angry and put down her pen, but when the back of her hand heated up, his hand had already covered from behind and pressed her five fingers back on the pen.

Lin Qian stood still and didn't move, and his other hand was also supported on the desk, lying her in her arms. He lowered his head and said in her ear, "Try again?"

"……Um."

He hugged her like this, covered her fingers with her, and slowly wrote down the remaining words: Use the spear of your son, attack the shield of your son...

It was finished soon. He pulled her down and put down the brush, but he still surrounded her from behind, clasped her fingers tightly, and looked at the words together.

I have to say that although it is not as good as what he wrote himself, it is more than ten times better than what she wrote. Lin Qian nodded: "No, I will mount this calligraphy in the future."

"Okay." As soon as he finished speaking, Li Zhicheng turned her around in his arms, lowered his head and kissed her.

The kiss was gentle and lingering. He seemed to be deliberately trying to find out what she was thinking, and slowly, eating her little by little. His bright eyes were also staring at her, which was unknown.

Lin Qian closed her eyes and refused his visit.

But the physical and psychological reactions were loyal, and she could not help but indulge in his kiss. She was weak all over, her mind was shaken, and her love was silently flooded in her heart.

She is so...I like him...

It took a long time before Li Zhicheng let go of her and pressed her next to the desk.

"Are you angry?" he asked softly.

Lin Qian shook her head.

"I just..." she said, "Li Zhicheng, I have a very stupid idea."

Li Zhicheng stared at her with dark eyes.

"A man like you..." There was a hint of sigh in her voice, "Can I really grasp it completely? Can I really conquer your heart?" After a pause, he said again: "Aito is your abandoned son, I understand this. But it condenses a lot of feelings and hard work for the rest of us. But you don't care at all, and your hands are getting on the knife. If... if one day, you no longer feel for me, you will probably throw it away without any nostalgia, and I can't even fight back."

Li Zhicheng didn't say anything, and she looked up at him: "Li Zhicheng, sometimes, you will make me a little... scared."

——

In Li Zhicheng's twenty-six years of life, no one has ever said such things to him in front of him-

Li Zhicheng, you scared me.

This person is still his woman.

When she said these words, her expression was peaceful and her eyes were clear and moving. She looked at him with her usual gentle and admirational gaze, but there was a hint of helplessness and confusion in that gaze.

Li Zhicheng's mind was indeed full of thoughts, and it was turned all the time. A calm thought, the worst possibility, flashed through his mind clearly - if Lin Qian had a gap with him because of this, the two of them might gradually drift away from him in the future, and she would eventually leave him.

Once this possibility arises in his heart, his eyes will become cold. The various times when the two of them were together in the past flashed through their minds like glimpses of light-

She treated him with sincerity, and when everyone thought he was a useless soldier, she was surrounded by his side with passion; she felt sorry for him, couldn't bear to make things difficult for her brother, couldn't bear to bear too much burden, and even couldn't bear to see his gift, just for the face of the man he was in front of her; today, she quietly moved her home alone... Every bit of affection she gave him was precious because it was made with all her sincerity.

But one day, she will take back this relationship...

A cold current penetrated my heart silently.

Li Zhicheng's face was as deep as water. He raised his hand and hugged her waist tightly, pulling her whole body into his arms. This action was too sudden, and Lin Qian took a breath and stared at him in a daze.

Li Zhicheng did not speak immediately, but stretched out his other hand and slowly stroked along the edge of her cheek.

"Lin Qian." His eyes were darker than the night outside the window, "You underestimated yourself and overestimated me."

What Lin Qian said just now is actually an intuitive feeling. She had this feeling when fighting Si Meiqi before, so she avoided Li Zhicheng and refused to accept him.

Now that I can speak it, I feel much more comfortable. When I hear him say this, I vaguely understand what he means, and my heart suddenly softened. I silently stretched out my hand to wrap my waist, without saying a word.

"Before becoming a businessman, I am a man first." He said slowly, "I also have the desire of men - there is such a woman..." He looked at her: "Beautiful, intelligent, gentle, and even talented and courageous. She never leaves me and supports each other."

He said these words very calmly, but Lin Qian felt a sense of tenderness and sweetness in his heart. She whispered: "I'm not as good as you said..."

"I know whether there is, I know in my heart." He replied in a deep voice.

Lin Qian hugged his waist tightly: "Well... Actually, I'm just modest. You continue to say..."

"Before becoming a military commander, the first conceptual education I received was not to plan and practice tricks, but..." His tone was slightly heavier, "loyalty."

Lin Qian's mouth suddenly bent. This man is really... he says sweet words and vows, but he is different from others.

It makes people fall into the love net he woven.

At this moment, he lowered his head and stared at her: "Lin Qian, I know very well what I want. I also know what is the most valuable to me. Whether it is a business achievement or a woman.

aito, I can throw it away without frowning, because I can see clearly. If the money is gone, I can make another profit; if the brand is lost, I can rebuild it; the benefits of giving up will be exchanged for new benefits - as the helmsman of Ida and the commander of the army, since I bear the fate of hundreds of people, I should make such a trade-off."

Lin Qian felt a little shocked when he heard this, but nodded subconsciously.
Chapter completed!