C81 Who Is the Bad Guy and Who Is the Good Guy

The heavy rain makes people feel lonely, but it also makes people think, especially when a woman in love thinks about her prince holding an umbrella and holding herself when he gives it to her.

Which woman didn't have expectations for her other half? Anticipating romance? Anticipating surprise? Expecting a little deliberate effort?

But the deliberate effort was too little. There were no surprises. What would happen if there were more disappointment?

He would feel heartache, sadness, feel that he was not being cared for, and feel that he had lost a lot of things.

Zhang Yuan looked at the heavy rain. The heavy rain seemed to be the sky crying, crying about the loneliness of having a lover and not having one. It was better to cry than to marry and have fun.

Zhang Yuan stretched out her hand, and then the cold rain endured the coldness and loneliness that came from her fingertips.

Behind her, there was a person holding an umbrella. She was stunned at first, but the moment she turned around, she saw not Cheng Jianjun but Huang Lin.

"It's so late, why aren't you leaving?" Huang Lin asked with a smile.

In fact, Huang Lin saw Zhang Yuan from afar. When Huang Lin walked a short distance away, he realized that Zhang Yuan was not far away. Zhang Yuan took the rain like a fool. Looking at her expression, she seemed to be complaining in her heart again. She probably remembered that Cheng Jianjun did not come to give her an umbrella, so she felt aggrieved, right?

Huang Lin sneered behind her, as if he was very happy to see Zhang Yuan being wronged.

However, his sneer froze in an instant. Because there were people coming and going, it was inevitable that some people would see him gloat and kick her while she was down.

Therefore, he chose to quietly stand behind her and watch her. He stopped smiling and just watched her quietly.

Why was he standing behind her? Of course, Huang Lin was not doing this for the sake of rekindling his old love. Even if Zhang Yuan was willing, Huang Lin would not be willing.

A woman who had betrayed him before, a woman who was like a flower in water, couldn't control her heart. She wasn't worth pursuing with everything she had.

Why did she have to stand behind her and not leave? Because he wanted to let more people see that he, Huang Lin, was a man who valued relationships and loyalty. He was a good man who had once done something wrong for love, but was still willing to protect his lover.

A good man had given Huang Lin enough time to turn the tides and stay in Shanghai's railway department for a long time.

And what about the Jianjun Corps? How much sympathy and understanding could he get from someone who was fortunate and cold?

In one's heart, one only empathizes with the weak and those who are infatuated. And this infatuated person had a condition. It was what many people saw that was the infatuation. What was deeply buried in their hearts was not infatuation, but rather a sense of loss!

This was the sinister part of Huang Lin. He did not want to reforge his old relationship with Zhang Yuan, but he wanted to use Zhang Yuan to make him look like an infatuated person. He even took the opportunity to let Cheng Jianjun know that he was more worthy of Zhang Yuan's liking than Cheng Jianjun, causing Cheng Jianjun to gradually become unpopular.

Hence, Huang Lin quietly stood behind her and didn't walk over eagerly. He ignored the gazes of others and worried whether Zhang Yuan's body was cold or if he wanted to add clothes to her. He didn't love her anymore, so why should he know her coldness and warmth?

Hence, Huang Lin quietly stood behind her and did not rush over. He first opened his mouth to let Zhang Yuan notice him. Instead, he let more people see him and then slowly walked over, looking gentlemanly and polite.

When many people walked over from behind, Huang Lin walked to Zhang Yuan's side and said some words that did not have much of a relationship with her.

However, from the looks of it, it was Huang Lin who restrained his feelings and was still concerned about Zhang Yuan. Zhang Yuan also thought the same.

"Why. . . " Zhang Yuan had yet to finish her sentence.

Huang Lin laughed at himself. "Why is it me? Heh. . . Yeah. . . It's me. . . "

Huang Lin sighed. It was true that he did not love anymore, because it was not worth loving, but it did not mean that his feelings would disappear immediately. At least the opposite of love, hatred will exist. Therefore, that moment of self-mockery was directed at him. He actually said, "Why is it you?" There was also a feeling, a feeling of anger.

Huang Lin was angry with him, but he felt that there was no need to be angry. Thus, he instantly sighed again.

"Has the Jianjun Corps not arrived yet?" Huang Lin looked left and right, and he became curious.

"Yes. " Zhang Yuan did not say much. She just hummed unhappily, but that voice was enough.

It was enough for Huang Lin to stir up trouble. As long as more people saw Cheng Jianjun as a person, that would be enough.

"I'm afraid he's busy, right?" Huang Lin seemed to be helping Cheng Jianjun put in a good word, as if he knew that he was wrong a while ago. Now, he began to understand others.

"Is that so?" Zhang Yuan looked like she didn't know what to say, but the loneliness on her face was too obvious.

"If you don't mind, I'll give you this umbrella. " Huang Lin handed his umbrella to Zhang Yuan. "You can't possibly be drenched in the rain, right? It's a girl's home. She'll catch a cold if she gets wet. "

"What about you?" Zhang Yuan looked at Huang Lin doubtfully.

"Me? I'm a man after all. It's fine, I can take it. " Huang Lin handed the umbrella to Zhang Yuan. "Hurry up and go home. When it's dark later, you won't be safe as a girl. "

"You. . . " Zhang Yuan still wanted to say something, but Huang Lin stuffed the umbrella into her hands. She felt that his hands weren't very warm either.

Huang Lin smiled. "Let's go. I'll watch you leave. "

"I. . . " Zhang Yuan wanted to say something but when she saw the many women waiting for her husband to deliver the umbrella behind Huang Lin, she immediately lowered her head. When she looked up again, Huang Lin smiled brightly.

Zhang Yuan wanted to return the umbrella to Huang Lin. Huang Lin looked around. He smiled gentlemanly and said, "Everyone, I'll be leaving first. "

Zhang Yuan watched as Huang Lin ran away. She clenched the umbrella in her hand tightly and started to complain about Cheng Jianjun in her heart. Even Huang Lin had given her an umbrella, but what about her fiancé?

He was gone, wasn't he? She didn't know what she was busy with all day.

Amidst her boredom, Zhang Yuan held onto her umbrella and left.

What about Cheng Jianjun? He was currently researching the reverser and the speed adjustment technology with Su Jianguo. How could he have the time to talk about love?

This was Huang Lin's opportunity to exploit the loophole. However, this time, it was to make the Jianjun Corps not a human loophole.

With the arrival of winter, Zhang Yuan carried a thick stack of documents as she walked on the frozen road. With a flash, she fell to the ground and wanted to pick up the documents. However, squatting on the ground hurt too much, so she held onto her old waist and slowly started doing it.

At this moment, Huang Lin, wearing leather shoes, came to her side and stretched out his hand. "Are you alright? Can you stand up?"

Zhang Yuan looked at Huang Lin in surprise. He was dressed in a woof coat and thick leather shoes today. He was a gentleman and refined, but what about her Jianjun? It had been a month since she last saw him. He had been buried in the laboratory all day long, conducting research with Su Jianguo.

Zhang Yuan pursed her lips and wanted to say something. No need. But? He couldn't stand up anymore. This time, he fell hard.

Huang Lin shook his head and walked to her side. He held her waist and helped her up.

Actually, when Zhang Yuan walked past the ice floor in her high heels, Huang Lin saw her. He didn't say anything or interact with her. Instead, he followed her from afar. Anyway, they were leaving Shanghai's railway station. Therefore, he didn't have a lot of work to do. Coincidentally, he had time. He would follow Zhang Yuan and be a knight protecting the princess at any time.

Who asked women to have a princess illness and like men to be knights to protect themselves?

Huang Lin fully grasped the woman's heart and started to show concern for the woman. However, it was only a normal man who cared about an unfamiliar woman.

"Is it more important to fall? Do you want me to send you to the infirmary?" Huang Lin asked.

"No. . . There's no need. . . " Zhang Yuan shook her head and said gratefully, "Thank you. "

"It's fine, it's good that you're fine. I'll help you pick it up. " Huang Lin helped Zhang Yuan pick up the documents. The people around him saw Huang Lin's actions. Her face turned red.

Of course, Huang Lin could feel the attitude of the people around him. What he wanted was for Zhang Hong and Cheng Jianjun to know that he was trying to please Zhang Hong and Cheng Jianjun.

After all, Zhang Hong was a father. When he saw his daughter being cared for, he would naturally consider the future of his daughter and son-in-law, even though Huang Lin did not intend to really care about Zhang Yuan. However, if becoming Zhang Hong's son-in-law could become a springboard, he didn't mind releasing part of the fake goodwill. It was just that the fake was fake.

The man's heart was very small, after being injured, it was impossible to break the mirror and reunite, it could only be resolved once and for all.

Only, when everything was settled, what should be used, could be used without any misgivings.

Who asked Zhang Hong to be so decisive for the sake of the Jianjun Corps? Who asked the Jianjun Corps to give him such a huge embarrassment just to vent his anger? Back then if it wasn't for calling the police or threatening him, how could there be the current awkwardness?

Huang Lin thought hatefully, but when he finished collecting the materials, his face changed and he returned to his gentle appearance.

"Next time, be careful. " Huang Lin instructed before turning around and leaving. He didn't want to waste any more words with Zhang Yuan.

Women loved to think halfway through, especially when it came to ambiguous words. The more ambiguous the words were, the more they felt that there was a chance. This was what it meant to be delusional.

If a man really loved you, he would not give you the possibility of guessing blindly. He would only be like a brave warrior who would chase you until you had nowhere to hide. After all, which man was not a hunter and only liked the process of hunting?

As the prey in his heart, he had always chased after them. Before he became disheartened because of betrayal, he had never heard of anyone giving up halfway or retreating.

Men were animals that became braver and braver the more difficult the challenge, and the more interested they were in it.

However, if a man really did not love you, or just put on a show, he would not give you accurate information.

At this time, a man would treat you as a chess piece, a big game. A chess piece did not need to know its value, as long as it knew its position. And this position would change along with the change of the game. It would also become ambiguous and keep guessing and guessing.

Zhang Yuan was at a disadvantage because she didn't know how men treated their loved ones and playmates.

At this moment, Zhang Yuan gradually thought that Huang Lin was much better than Cheng Jianjun, and Huang Lin was more concerned about her.

To be honest, to a good man who had promised, once he made a promise, he would be nothing but a bag of money. How could he have so much time? Who didn't do their best to earn money for their wife and children? Who didn't work hard for their family?

People often said that hugging a wife meant hugging a brick, because men only had a pair of hands. For the sake of responsibility, they had to support their family.

Even if he did not particularly need to go out and earn money, a man still had a strong career heart. Since he had a wife and son, why would he be bored with a wife that was set in stone?

Therefore, marriage was the tomb of love. Because men wouldn't be any more ambiguous, and they wouldn't deliberately create surprises. Because the wood had already come to a stop, there was no need to worry about management and maintenance, and there was no need to spend so much effort on romance.

However, lovers or playmates played with ambiguous and sweet words, appearing at the right time. If it wasn't for tailing them, where would they have fallen from the sky? And it had come at the right time? Zhang Yuan didn't understand. Thus, she gave Huang Lin a chance to turn the tables on the Jianjun Corps.