Chapter 85 (1/2)

As night falls, yujingyuan.

As soon as Lin Hanxing got home, he received a phone call from the property management department.

It turns out that the owner of the opposite house went abroad to resell the house. After the property registration, he called to inform the owner.

After hanging up, Lin Hanxing did not take this matter to heart.

This property was purchased by yujingyuan when it was just opened.

Because he has lived in Mengsong for many years, Lin does not know who his neighbor is.

It doesn't make any difference to her whether she changes people or not.

Turning around, he picked a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet and walked to the bathroom

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In the bathroom, the heat is dense.

Lin Hanxing lay in the bathtub, closed his eyes and let the hot water go over his shoulder.

Dumb uncle and those people were left in the Lin family by her.

With them, those people will not have the courage to move their own things.

Thinking of the Lin family today, Lin Hanxing's lips slowly evoke a cold smile.

Lorraine's stupidity was beyond her imagination.

The phone rings suddenly.

Lin Hanxing opened his eyes and reached for the phone.

”Little nine...”

On the other end of the phone, a soft voice rang out.

”I'm your little aunt...”

Zhong Waner deliberately lowered her voice, as if afraid of being heard.

”Auntie, what's up?”

Lin Hanxing's voice is not warm, and even can be clearly felt by Zhong Wan'er.

The other end of the phone was silent for a long time.

As long as Lin Hanxing's patience is about to be polished.

”What you said today What do you mean

Just a quarter before Lin Hanxing could not bear to hang up the phone, Zhong Waner finally made a sound again.

”Auntie, I said a lot today. What do you mean?”

Lin Hanxing silent smile, language with irony, reached out to pour himself a glass of red wine.

”Well, what I ask for will not come to fruition in three years!”

Shake the goblet lightly and the wine is fragrant.

”Don't you understand the literal meaning

At this time, Zhong Wan'er is hiding in the debris room, holding the mobile phone tightly with her hands and shaking her fingers.

”Xiaojiu, you...”

She wanted to ask what she knew?