Qin Ruan looked out of the car with surprised eyes, unable to imagine Huicheng's true appearance, and slowly closed his mouth.
The little cinnabar mole between the other person¡¯s eyebrows made Huicheng¡¯s appearance particularly stunning.
A valuable luxury car was parked next to it, and Huicheng stepped closer.
Qin Ruan lowered the rear window and looked at the person standing in front of the car: "Master Huicheng?"
The tone was uncertain and suspicious.
Huicheng¡¯s eyebrows were cold and his voice was as light as water: ¡°Donor Qin.¡±
He was pretty sure that the person sitting in the car was Qin Ruan who he had agreed with.
Huicheng has a ruthless and indifferent look on his face. The coolness on his body is not like that of a monk, but more like that of an executioner on the execution ground.
There is a huge difference between the Huicheng in my imagination and the person in front of me. .
Qin Ruan put away his surprised expression, opened the car door and invited people to get in the car.
Huicheng stretched out his hand in his pocket, held the door and got into the car.
The car door is closed to block the wind and cold outside the car.
Qin Ruan tilted his head and looked at Huicheng, and couldn't help but laugh as he looked at it.
She smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to be so young."
Huicheng raised his eyebrows slightly, his expression a little lively.
He stared at Qin Ruan with a little smile in his eyes: "Are you young?"
Qin Ruan nodded: "He looks like a college student who has not graduated."
Huicheng was pleased by Qin Ruan's words. He leaned on the back of his seat and said astonishingly: "I am already over thirty."
"" Qin Ruan blinked, his face full of disbelief.
Being shocked again, she stared at Huicheng.
She looked up and down, but she couldn't tell that the man was in his thirties.
Qin Ruan didn¡¯t know whether to laugh or cry: ¡°Are you kidding?¡±
No matter who looks at this appearance, Huicheng doesn¡¯t look like someone in his thirties.
Huicheng took off the hat on his head, revealing his shiny bald head.
His side glances were not friendly, and he even looked at Qin Ruan with some ruthlessness: "Do I need to see your ID card?"
It was obviously a joke, but it made people feel even colder when it came out of his mouth.
Qin Ruan smiled and waved to save face.
Huicheng's temperament is complex and contradictory, both good and evil. She can't see through this person.
The carriage soon fell silent.
Qin Ruan doesn¡¯t talk much on weekdays, and Huicheng is not a noisy person either.
After getting in the car, he remained silent and stared at the scenery outside the car window.
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Lin Ning is writing his resignation report at home. He has decided to officially return to the family and shoulder the responsibilities on his shoulders.
In this life, he will no longer watch his parents and sister leave him.
There was a knock on the door.
"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 is tension and expectation on her face, as well as a strong uneasiness, which is difficult for others not to notice.
Qin Ruan contacted Master Huicheng of Nanyin Temple and agreed to meet this morning. He informed them last night.
Ling Xiaoxuan is feeling uneasy now, which 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 joked out loud: "If I eat the noodles cooked by Miss Ling, will I go to the hospital?"
Ling Xiaoxuan: "That's not the case. At most, it tastes a bit weird."
The two of them walked to the kitchen, and each had a bowl of green vegetable noodles that were either bland or even sweet.
Lin Ning took a bite and swallowed it reluctantly.
He raised his head to look at the person sitting opposite: "Ling Xiaoxuan, are you mistaking sugar for salt?"
Ling Xiaoxuan frowned: "It seems so."
She picked up the noodles in the bowl and brought them to her mouth. She ate them deliciously, as if she had lost her sense of taste and couldn't feel the strange taste of the noodles.
Lin Ning put down the chopsticks in her hands, unable to eat the bowl of noodles in front of her.
Ling Xiaoxuan looked up and saw him getting up to leave: "You don't want to eat?"
Lin Ning smiled bitterly: "I am not blessed to accept Miss Ling's craftsmanship."
Ling Xiaoxuan chuckled: "You used to call me darling, are you mocking me now by calling me Miss Ling?"
Lin Ning crossed his arms and said matter-of-factly: "You didn't recover your past life memory before, so I always had to seduce you to avoid falling into trouble again."
What I am falling for is nothing more than losing my love for Ling Zeheng.
?Xuan's tone was as light as water: "This benefactor has indeed had a bumpy road to love. Although she has a lonely destiny, she should have been alone all her life. What is so hard to see is that she is very lucky. She has met a noble person and has a chance to escape life and death. Tribulation.¡±
Huicheng also said this to Ling Xiaoxuan in his previous life.
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, will I never be separated again?"
Ling Xiaoxuan was so excited that anyone with a discerning eye could see it.
Qin Ruan patted her hand and comforted her with a gentle voice: "Senior, don't be anxious, listen to what Master Huicheng has to say first."
Ling Xiaoxuan nodded quickly, still staring at Huicheng, eager for the other party to give her an answer.
Qin Ruan is also curious about what Huicheng will say next.
Huicheng ignored their gazes and lowered his head to look at the globally limited-edition casual shoes on his feet, as if there was a flower on them that was worthy of his study.
With his silence, Ling Xiaoxuan's emotions became even more explosive.
She wanted to get up and rush over, grabbing Huicheng by the collar and shaking him hard to give him an answer.
Qin Ruan tapped the ground lightly with his toes, one after another.
As time passed, she seemed to understand something.
She half-closed her eyes and stared at Huicheng casually, and the smile on her lips deepened slightly.
"Could it be that Master Huicheng has something unspeakable?"
Huicheng was finally willing to look away from his shoes. His eyes were filled with frost that had not melted for thousands of years, like ice cubes that would never melt.
"Almsgiver Qin, I have said all that I can say. The rest, as the Buddha said, cannot be said."
Qin Ruan thought back to what the other party had said before, and began to peel off the cocoon: "Master just said that the senior sister has met a noble person, and there is a chance for Gusha's fate to change?"
Huicheng was silent for a moment and nodded slowly.
Qin Ruan smiled and moved his face closer to the other person: "What do you think of my fate?"
Huicheng pursed her lips and said honestly: "There is no fate."
The smile on Qin Ruan¡¯s face did not diminish: ¡°What do you mean by this?¡±
Huicheng stared at her and said honestly: "You are an uncontrollable existence, and no one can see through it."
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