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Shu Xin gently refused as she took the tourist bus back to the reception center. Shuxin returned to face the enthusiasm of the lobby manager, feeling somewhat overwhelmed. Just thinking of what Yin San had said on the golf course …

"We'll be staying here for the next two days. You and Mrs. Brett will be fine everywhere."

A flash of determination appeared in Shu Xin's eyes. "Take me to the kitchen." The lobby manager was stunned for a moment. He pursed his lips and brought Shu Xin Xin to the kitchen.

7 PM, 701 private room.

The same four people, the same position.

"Heavens, Miss Shu, did you do all this?" Mrs. Brett was pleasantly surprised.

"A big smile appeared on Shu Xin Xin's face. Being able to get praise from others is a very pleasant thing to do." It's just a small trick, Old Lady Brett, if you don't mind making me happy. "

Mrs. Brett, of course, picked up her fork, forked a sweet and sour tenderloin on a white plate, and gently put it in her mouth. The aroma of the food merged with the touch of the taste buds, making him feel like he was flying to heaven.

"It's really too delicious! Xin Xin, how did you do it? " When Mrs. Brett had come to China before, she had tasted Chinese food and thought it was just like that. She hadn't thought that she would be able to taste such a different delicacy this time around.

Shu Xin smiled lightly and didn't answer. She lowered her head, picked up a piece of cake, and began to chew.

In the past, she didn't cook often when she was at home. When did she start cooking seriously, when her mother wasn't at home and her father went out to drink and she was hungry to the point of her chest sticking to her back? Was it when Su Ruo Lin asked Shu Xin Xin to teach her how to cook? Or when she wanted to take good care of Yin San?

"My wife often cooks food for me at home." Even though he had never eaten it once. Yin San smiled as if he was explaining, the mockery in his eyes vanishing in a flash.

"Oh, the taste of love!" The Blades understood, and they looked at each other affectionately, their hands clasped tightly.

Three days and two nights passed by quickly. For the past three days, Shu Xin Xin accompanied Yin San and took the Blitz couple for a stroll in the Ouk Mountain City. "Xin Xin, if Director Yin bullies you, you must give me a call. I'll fly over from Germany to seek justice for you immediately."

Look, this is Mrs. Brett, a lively, cheerful old lady!

The only thing that wasn't perfect was Yin San's eyes, which were turning redder and redder by the day. When he was teased by the Bretts, he just smiled warmly and let them misunderstand. The truth is...

"You sleep first, I'll take care of the work." After the door of the luxurious suite was closed, Yin San left these words and walked straight to the desk, turned on the computer, and started working on his official business. Like countless nights, there was a cup of sugar caramel with half a lump on it on the desk.

On the day they were to be flown, the sky was filled with drizzling rain, and it was a permanent picture as they watched their backs recede into the distance.

Shuxin's heart was filled with tears as she looked at this scene. She glanced at Yin San, who had a gentle smile on his face. She wondered if she and Yin San could have a perfect ending like the Blitz couple.

Yin San watched as the couple left, his brow creased. Since he couldn't make it this time, then he might as well make another attempt. He took out his phone and skillfully tapped on the screen, "Help me host a banquet …"

After the Brad couple left, Yin San and Shu Xin Xin's heart returned to their peaceful state. This made Shu Xin's heart feel lost, but at the same time, she repeatedly warned herself that since she had stayed, she had to be satisfied. Since she could fulfill Su Ruo Lin's last wish and take good care of Yin San, she shouldn't ask for more. What more did she want? What more did she want?

Yin San, have Shu Xin Xin accompany you. Even if she is your substitute, she has no complaints.

Shu Xin lowered her head and softly asked herself, "Really? No complaints?"

One day in May, the weather was clear and the moon was bright. The luxurious cars parked outside the Yin family's mansion became more and more domineering. The mansion was crowded with people. Yin San was holding a goblet in the hall, greeting the guests.

At 7: 10 in the evening, Yin San looked at the watch on his wrist, which was of Jiang Stanton with a sullen face. Wu's mother had just told her that the Bretts had not yet arrived, and Shu Xin had disappeared. The ruthlessness in Yin San's eyes flashed. If he could find Shu Xin Xin Xin, then he would be as good as her.

At 7: 20, the high school children and famous ladies in the first room started to discuss softly. It had already been twenty minutes and the banquet still had no intention of starting. Yin San leaned against the long table in the middle of the hall with a tall glass filled with red wine, looking like he didn't want anyone else to enter.

"It's only been a few days since I've seen you. Why does it feel like we've been separated by spring, summer, autumn and winter?" Old Mrs. Brett looked at Shuxin as she took Old Mr. Brett's arm with a pampered expression on her face. Shu Xin didn't mind at all. She smiled sincerely at the old lady and said, "There's a saying in China that one day is like three years. Old Mistress Brett, is that what you mean?" Shu Xin Xin guided them from the side, holding old Mrs. Brett's hand and gently shaking her hand like a spoiled granddaughter.

"Aiyo, what a good saying, that's how it is." Mrs. Brett hastened to join him, feeling that Shuxin's old saying about China was very simple.

"Puchi …" Shu Xin Xin covered her mouth and laughed, her eyebrows curved as she smiled lightly. "But the madame is right. These words are meant for lovers!"

"Ah, good. You should have told me earlier." After saying that, Mrs. Brett laughed as well.

Shuxin and Mr. and Mrs. Brett appeared at the door of the Yard before anyone had arrived. Everyone's eyes were focused.

The light shone on Shu Xin Xin's body. She was wearing a long white chiffon skirt, a narrow waist, and a pair of black high-heeled shoes that were 11 centimeters tall, making her tall and beautiful. Her delicate skin was white and rosy, and her black eyes were sparkling. Her long hair that was like seaweed was gently fluttering behind her back. A gentle breeze blew past her, causing her smooth hair to rise up, causing her to feel itchy.

A man in a blue suit was sitting on an inconspicuous sofa at the side of the hall. He was leaning against the leather sofa. The woman at the entrance of the hall had attracted his attention.

He put down his wine cup and quickly walked to Shu Xin Xin's side, taking advantage of the opportunity to embrace her. "To see old man Brett and the madame, why didn't you tell me?" Yin San's mouth was filled with a comfortable feeling, but the doting look in his eyes could drown anyone who looked at him.

"The madame said that the plane would be late, so I went to the airport to wait. I didn't tell you, but you got anxious." Shu Xin looked at Yin San apologetically. She didn't do it on purpose.

"Old Mr. and Mrs. Brett, welcome to our house." Yes, our family. The Brent couple were very satisfied with Yin San's actions. They came to China to invest and originally had several companies that they wanted to work with. These companies were all top companies in China, so they would definitely be able to operate without a problem. The most important thing was who they were willing to work with.

Yin San extended his hand, welcoming the newcomer.

The banquet had finally begun. The living room of the Yin family villa was peaceful and peaceful. The people at the banquet talked and laughed merrily. As they chatted, they talked about how much they had invested in recent times.

Old Mr. Brett walked to Yin San's side and heavily patted his shoulder, the transparent goblets clinking together with a crisp sound. Old Mr. Brett brought the goblet to his lips and took a sip, "The secretary is calling. There's an urgent matter.

Yin San downed the red wine in his glass in one gulp and instructed his secretary to fetch the prepared documents. Who would have thought that this matter would go so smoothly this time.

Yin San remembered what the Bretts had said before they left: "You are happy because you have a good wife."

The contract was signed in French by the old Mr. Brett, and there was a red stamp on it. Yin San's lips curled up in satisfaction. What he wanted was only this.

Within the Yin house, Shu Xin held her back against the door as she slid down to sit on the ground. She felt her heart aching as if there were countless ants gnawing on her flesh …

As usual, Shu Xin took the caramel and iron to Yin San. The door was not closed, so he could faintly hear Yin San's voice talking on the phone.

"Hello, the advance payment has been received... "Ignore everything else …" "Yes." Yin San hung up the phone and his fingers continued to move on the keyboard. "Knock …" Shu Xin Xin carried the coffee to the desk, took it out of the tray and placed it beside the computer. " "Hubby, Caramel Latte, add …"

"Pa …" The scalding coffee spread out on the floor, steaming white, and the white ceramic coffee cup fell to the floor, splattering the floor with fine bits.

"Shut up, you think you're qualified to call me husband?" Yin San stood up from the stool and looked down at Shu Xin Xin. "Don't tell me you don't know why you're here?" Have you forgotten your own identity? If you forget, I'll remind you, you are Shu Xin Xin Xin, not Su Ruo Lin. You are here to atone for your sins, and you are here to atone for your sins. Why do you put on such a show every day, he won't like her. After saying this, Yin San's voice came close to roaring.

Yin San turned and left the study.

Shu Xin was still standing dumbly beside the table. Her beautiful eyes were filled with tears as she bit down hard on her lips. She waited for the tears to fall, but she didn't let any of them come out.

There were no more tears in Shu Xin's heart. It wasn't because there was no pain, nor was it because she wasn't injured. She was just tired from crying. Her tears had dried. She was in pain, she was very tired. The moment he got along with Yin San, scenes played out in front of Shu Xin Xin's eyes like a movie. So he had never changed. It was just that she had changed. She had softened, felt guilty, pitied, liked, sunk, loved, and felt pain. Would she hate it?

No, no, it was clear that they had been very well during that time, that they had treated each other as strangers, that they could talk and laugh freely, that there must have been some misunderstanding in his pampering eyes, his teasing words, and she did not believe it, she did not believe that he had not felt anything for her.

In a trance, Shuxin recalled the documents she had seen on his desk the night before, after Yin San had left. It's a copy of the contract with old Mr. Brett. It was about old Mr. Brett's investment in the Lantau Resort. Holding the piece of paper, Shu Xin Xin felt as if she was holding a piece of lead, as heavy as a thousand pounds.

The signature of the wild grass on the thin piece of paper made it clear that her hospitality during this period was really laughable.

He didn't care, he only cared about her …

"Shu Xin Xin, you can't have fallen for me, right?" Yin San, dressed in a royal blue suit, looked all the more dignified and magnanimous. His lips curved up in a mocking smile. Now, he didn't have to pretend to be there. Yin San didn't hide his disgust for Shu Xin Xin. "You like me?" But I don't like you. " Yin San said his final words clearly, as if he was reciting a textbook once more, calmly and without any ripples.

Yes, I like you! Shu Xin screamed in her heart.

Yin San got up and walked towards the door, brushing past Shu Xin Xin. "Don't like me, I don't have a heart anymore."

Yes, without a heart, so we're going to hell together...