MTL - The Rebirth of the National Goddess-Chapter 831 842, plan forming (one more)

  Chapter 831 842, Plan to take shape (one more)

  Lin Xiyuan bent down slightly, took the notebook with both hands, and said with joy, "Thank you, Mrs. Jiu."

  Chu Jin looked at Lin Xiyuan, and suddenly had the illusion of deja vu, as if he had seen Lin Xiyuan somewhere before.

   is not a previous relationship.

   This feeling is very strange, as if we have known each other for a long time.

  Lin Xiyuan was slightly stunned when she looked at the three big characters "Return to the Old Man" on the book.

   Seeing her like this, Chu Jin asked, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

  Lin Xiyuan immediately returned to her senses and said with a smile on her face, "Ninth Madam, there's nothing wrong, it's just that I'm too excited, thank you." After the words fell, Lin Xiyuan carefully put the notebook in her handbag.

  Chu Jin smiled lightly, "Hands up." It was really strange, when she looked at Lin Xiyuan, the more she looked, the more strange she felt.

After making an excuse, Chu Jin pulled Mo Qingyi aside and asked in a low voice, "Qingqing, who is this Lin Xiyuan?" At times, she couldn't take it lightly.

  Mo Qingyi glanced at Lin Xiyuan, "She is the daughter of General Lin Hong and Zhou Heng's girlfriend, Brother Jin, what's wrong? Is there anything wrong with her?"

   General Lin Hong, Chu Jin knew this person.

  Lin Hong's family, including himself, have joined the army for generations and made a lot of contributions to the supernatural world. Hearing that Lin Xiyuan is his daughter, Chu Jin gradually let go of his guard.

   Chu Jin also had some impressions of Lin Xiyuan, but not very deep.

  After all, the two of them just had a relationship.

   "Okay." Chu Jin returned the notebook in his hand to Lin Xiyuan.

  Chu Jin also remembered that the middle-aged couple he saw on the racecourse before were Lin Hong and Lin Lan.

  Chu Jin put away his thoughts, "Oh, it's nothing, I just asked casually, but I think this Lin Xiyuan is not such a simple person, you'd better pay attention."

  Mo Qingyi nodded, "Well, I know."

   Mo Qingyi has always been obedient to what Chu Jin said.

   The night is getting darker, and the anniversary banquet is gradually coming to an end.

   Duanmu Zhe and Mo Qingyi said goodbye to everyone and drove away, with Lin Xiyuan following behind them.

  Because Lin Xiyuan was there, Mo Qingyi did not sit in the co-pilot, but sat in the back seat with Lin Xiyuan and chatted with her.

On the way   , Lin Xiyuan also gave Zhou Heng a very thoughtful call.

   But Zhou Yiheng seemed to be very busy, so he hung up the phone without saying a word.

   Seeing this, Duanmuzhe said, "Don't mind Yuanyuan, cousin is like this sometimes. When he is busy, no one wants to answer the phone."

  Lin Xiyuan put the phone back in the bag, smiled slightly, and said very understandingly, "Well, since I chose Yiheng, then I can understand him, you don't have to worry."

   Duanmu Zhe nodded, not speaking.

   The car stopped in front of the Lin family's villa very soon. Duanmu Zhe sat in the car and did not come out. Mo Qingyi sent the person out of the car, "Yuanyuan, come in quickly and rest early."

  Lin Xiyuan smiled and nodded, "Well, goodbye."

   After saying goodbye to each other, Mo Qingyi opened the car door and entered the co-pilot. Duanmu Zhe didn't stop too much, and started the engine and left.

   The black off-road vehicle quickly disappeared into the night.

  Lin Xiyuan kept watching the car leave before turning around and entering the villa.

   Lin Hong and Lin Lan were not at home, and Lin Xiyuan was alone in Nuoda's villa.

  Lin Xiyuan didn't turn on the light either, just touching the darkness, walked through the living room to the upstairs bedroom.

   It wasn't until the bedroom that Lin Xiyuan turned on the light.

   She didn't change her clothes, still wearing that dress, she sat directly at the desk beside the bed, took out the notebook in her handbag, and opened the first page.

The first page of    is the one that says "The Return of the Dead".

   Looking at the signature, Lin Xiyuan slowly raised the corner of her mouth, showing a disappointed smile, then slowly tore off the signature paper and took out a classic lighter from the drawer.

With a    "pop", a faint blue flame sprang up from the lighter.

The firelight was reflected on Lin Xiyuan's face, and her eyes formed a strange luster. I saw that she slowly moved the firelight to the signature paper that read "The Return of the Deceased", and the hot flames slowly wiped the snow-white paper. Devoured and turned into ashes.

   Watching the white paper turn to ashes, Lin Xiyuan squinted her eyes, a strong cold light flashed through her eyes, and then blew the ashes into the trash can.

  Unfortunately, on this piece of paper, the name of the deity Chu Jin was not signed.

  If it is Chu Jin's name, then tonight, there will be a good show at the imperial palace.

  Lin Xiyuan counted all the calculations, but none of them counted. Chu Jin also has a pseudonym.

   After doing this, Lin Xiyuan stood up from the desk, her face returned to normal, she took a change of clothes and went to the bathroom.

   After coming out of the bathroom, Lin Xiyuan did not go to bed immediately, but put on a delicate makeup, took the car keys, went downstairs, and walked towards the garage.

   Soon, a red sports car left from the direction of Lin's villa.

  Lin Xiyuan went directly into a bar. At this time, Lin Xiyuan was very different from before. Now, she was wearing heavy makeup, and she couldn't see her original face at all. She walked to the middle of the dance floor and pulled out a little sister from inside.

  Xiao Taimei looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, with colorful hair dyed and a nose ring on her nose, "Are you here to pull? Where's the money?" The little sister reached out to Lin Xiyuan.

  Lin Xiyuan put the money prepared in advance in the hands of the little sister, and said coldly, "Remember to do what I told you."

   "Don't worry." The little sister weighed the banknotes in her hand and said with a smile, "I've always kept my promises, you just stay at home and wait for my news."

   "Okay, remember what you said today." After saying this, Lin Xiyuan turned around and left.

  The little sister looked at Lin Xiyuan's leaving back, and shook her head slightly, "Tsk tsk tsk, if this woman is ruthless, what's the matter with men?"

   Immediately came out a sloppy young man, "Boss, boss, do you mean that you are not a woman?"

   "Go away!" The little sister slapped the boy's head with a slap, and continued, "Tell the brothers, eat and drink as much as you want tonight, your boss is my treat!"

   "Follow the boss to have meat, I'll tell the brothers." The teenager was very happy to shuttle in the middle of the dance floor.

   The teenager directly picked up the microphone and said to the crowd of dancing demons, "Brothers, we can eat and drink as much as we like tonight. Boss Yan said that she will pay for the cost tonight!"

   "Long live Mr. Yan!" The crowd cheered excitedly.

   That little sister is called Yan Yan. In fact, her facial features are very good-looking, but her dress is too non-mainstream.

  Yan Xun picked up a beautifully colored cocktail and shook it gently under the light.

   Her good days have only just begun.

  Yan Yan's mouth curled into a calculating smile.

  Time flies, and two months have passed.

   Today is Ding Siyu's due date. Ding Siyu is pregnant with triplets. The doctor does not recommend a natural delivery, so she had a cesarean section.

   Early, Mo Zhixuan accompanied Chu Jin to the hospital.

  Baby Beibei was too young to be in and out of the hospital often, so Chu Jin and Mo Zhixuan put them at home and watched by Mrs. Mo and Yuesao.

   Before entering the operating room, Ding Siyu was very nervous.

Chu Jin touched her hand and comforted her in a low voice, "Sister, you don't have to be nervous, cesarean section is very safe, the doctor will give you an anesthetic, after the anesthetic, you will fall asleep, and you will wake up when you wake up. After you come, you will be able to see three lovely babies."

Ding Siyu held Chu Jin's hand tightly, "A Jin, do you think this anesthetic will affect the child? Also...will the blood bank in this hospital be temporarily ischemia..." No matter how strong it is People who are unavoidable have a little bit of fear before giving birth.

  After all, this is a woman walking before the gate of hell.

Chu Jin smiled and said, "No, don't worry, the chief surgeons your brother-in-law found for you are all professors. When you get to the operating table, don't be so nervous, cesarean section is much more comfortable than natural birth, think about me Didn't they all come here at the time? It's really nothing."

   "Well." Ding Siyu nodded, and there was a person in front of him comparing, which made Ding Siyu's mood a lot more relaxed.

  Han Zixiu also walked in front of Ding Siyu, lowered his head and kissed Ding Siyu's forehead, "Wife, don't be nervous, I'll wait outside for you and the children to come out."

   "Are the children's clothes and toiletries ready?" Ding Siyu asked.

   "Well, everything is ready." Han Zixiu nodded.

   "What about diapers? Where's milk powder?" Ding Siyu asked.

   "Wife, you can give birth with peace of mind, I have everything ready, you don't have to worry at all." Han Zixiu said in a deep tone.

   "Yes." Ding Siyu nodded, "That's good, Han Zixiu, do you want our baby to be a boy or a girl?"

   "As long as it's yours, I like boys and girls." Han Zixiu replied, and this sentence was also very beautiful.

Chu Jin stood aside, looked at Han Zixiu, and after looking at Mo Zhixuan, his red lips parted lightly, "Look at brother-in-law, you have to learn more, in the future, you are not allowed to prioritize girls over boys, always bullying babies! "Mo Zhixuan bullied the baby a lot at home.

Mo Zhixuan raised his eyebrows slightly, "A Jin, the son is poor and the daughter is rich, this is the rule left by our ancestors, how can you say that I value women over men? Besides, when did I bully the baby? now?" He was a reasonable person.

   "You dare to touch your conscience and tell me that you don't prioritize women over men?" Chu Jin poked Mo Zhixuan's head.

   "No." Mo Zhixuan's face was serious.

   He has always followed the rules of his ancestors to do things, how can there be such an old idea of ​​valuing women over men?

  The ancestors said that daughters are rich and sons are poor.

   It wasn't him who was wrong.

  Chu Jin: "Haha."

   The time for the operation came soon, and Ding Siyu was pushed into the operating room by the doctors and nurses.

With a click of   , the door of the operating room was closed.

  The operating light turns on.

   Now, the nervous person becomes Han Zixiu.

   He has been standing outside the operating room, staring intently at the door of the operating room.

Seeing Han Zixiu like this, Mo Zhixuan seemed to see himself a year ago, he walked over, patted Han Zixiu on the shoulder, and comforted in a low voice, "Sister will be fine, don't worry, there is no risk of cesarean section. Operation."

  Han Zixiu also corrected his expression very rarely, and looked at Mo Zhixuan, "Is there a cigarette?"

  Since Ding Siyu became pregnant, he had quit smoking, but at this time, he couldn't hold back the mania in his body.

  Since Chu Jin was pregnant, Mo Zhixuan also quit smoking. After the baby Beibei was born, Mo Zhixuan never touched a cigarette again, "No, why don't I buy it for you?"

   "Okay, I'll trouble you." Han Zixiu said the word "trouble" to Mo Zhixuan very rarely. If this were normal, there would never be such a harmonious scene between the two.

   "Okay, then you wait for me." Mo Zhixuan understood Han Zixiu's current mood very well.

  Chu Jin and Mo Zhixuan went downstairs to buy cigarettes together, while Han Zixiu stood in front of the operating room.

   Until the two returned, Han Zixiu kept the same posture.

  Mo Zhixuan handed the cigarette to Han Zixiu and put on the lighter very thoughtfully.

"Thank you." Han Zixiu lit his cigarette, thanked Mo Zhixuan, and continued, "Did you wait like this last time when my sister entered the delivery room? How long did you wait?" It's been an hour, but still no response at all.

   (end of this chapter)