C74 (2/2)

Ji Linran then told Long Linshi about everything that had happened previously. When she mentioned the two of them working together, Long Linshi felt it was strange, ”Why didn't you work together with him?

Although he is a man of the underworld, he is said to be loyal to his friends. As a man, he will not make things difficult for women.

Ji Linran looked at him strangely, put down the cup of water, and then looked at him with a slightly amused expression. ”I don't even know him, yet I'm working with him just because he saved me? Who knows if he'll sell me out, and fool me into counting his money for him! However, from what you're saying, ”Staring at him,” He seems to be on his side, and his impression of him seems to be quite good. Right, his surname is also Long, what does that have to do with you? ”

Long Lin's expression was the same as usual. He clenched the cup in his hand and asked, ”What does it matter? Was it a family 500 years ago?”

Ji Linran nodded seriously: ”That's true.”

”Let's have dinner together tonight. I need to calm down, but I need to trouble you to act as a driver!” Ji Linran was not courteous at all.

Long Lin smiled, ”I'm very willing to work for Miss Yao Ran!”

After Ji Linran packed her things, she followed Long Linshu out of the room and onto the Hummer.

Passing by a red light, Long Linshi suddenly spoke up, ”It's really not safe for you to always hitchhike back and forth like this. How about I arrange a taxi for you?”

Ji Linran rejected him: ”Stop joking, it's not like you don't know, I don't dare to drive!”

Her tone was a little dejected. She was somewhat sorrowful about what had happened. If she had died at that time, what would happen now? Was the grass on the grave taller than Yao Jing?

”I meant to arrange for a driver to drive for you.” Long Lin sighed. How could he not know about her fear of driving? After the suicide, how long had it been before she finally dared to ride on the car.

”Isn't it making a big deal out of nothing?” Ji Linran rejected instinctively: ”We'll talk about it in the future.”

Long Lin stopped talking and asked, ”You don't intend to learn how to drive a car again?”

Ji Linran's face stiffened: ”We'll talk about it later. As for driving, I'm afraid that the obstacles in my heart will directly cause a traffic accident.

Just as Long Lin was about to speak, Ji Linran opened her mouth again, ”Speaking of which, all these years, it's all thanks to you.”

A trace of helplessness flashed through Long Lin Shi's eyes as he smiled slightly and said, ”It's good that you remember. As long as one day you discover what I've done to anger you, remember to give me a suspended sentence!”

Long Lin Shi seemed to be joking, but his body was slightly stiff with a hint of nervousness. From the rear mirror, he looked at Ji Linran who was sitting in the back seat.

Ji Linran deserved to be happy: ”Alright, can I have a life imprisonment?”

His tone was filled with laughter, clearly treating this matter as a joke.

Long Lin sighed, curled his lips, and didn't say anything.

After receiving Yao Jing, the little guy had obviously not thought that Long Lin would come. Upon seeing Long Lin Shi, the smile on his face faded slightly, but his tone became polite. ”Uncle Long, you're here too.”

”Okay, I will treat you to some Japanese food!” Long Lin Shi pretended to speak lightly: ”What, Yao Jing doesn't welcome me, then I'll die from grief.”

Someone is treating me to a meal, he saved my Mummy's money, I'm so happy that I didn't even have time! Yao Jing's expression was a little unnatural, but her tone was intentionally light. In the end, she was still too young.

Seeing the two of them getting along, Ji Linran sighed inwardly. She didn't know what Long Lin had done to actually make Yao Jing, who he had seen from a young age, distance himself from him?

The three of them could be considered to have a hearty meal. Long Lin Shi wanted to take the mother and son pair for a walk in the park, Ji Linran wanted to relax a bit, but Yao Jing refused. The reason was that she had homework to write.

Ji Linran was helpless. My dear son, how many homework could a first grader have?

Long Lin didn't say anything further. He happily sent his mother and son back, then bid them farewell without any regrets and left, returning the space to the mother and son.