Chapter 248 I'm also a weak woman

The front hall of Linfengxuan is not very large. If you open a dye workshop according to Qingling's original intention, the place will be spacious, but as a garment shop, it feels a little cramped. Fortunately, the new house is large enough. Lin Huazhi simply asked people to demolish the back room, connect it with the front hall, and redraw two wing rooms, one by one Greet male customers, and the other one specializes in entertaining female customers.

As soon as Lin Huazhi entered the front hall, he saw Yan Shaobai sitting alone and quietly tasting the tea in his hand. The indifferent look contrasted with the noisy environment around him, but it seemed so special that no matter how many people there were, it could not affect him. As long as he could recognize it from the crowd at a glance. The figure.

Lin Huazhi stood in the corner and stared at Yan Shaobai for a long time. There were too many things that were difficult to say in her heart, and she could not express the sour pain in her heart in any words, with blood and pain and slight sweetness.

I don't know how long it took, she took a soft breath and then walked to Yan Shaobai.

"Ms. Yan."

She called out, and when Yan Shaobai looked up, she clearly saw the heat in his eyes.

"Flower branches." Yan Shaobai looked at her with a smile and then whispered, "Congratulations."

No matter how well he covered up, the haggardness on Yan Shaobai's face and the dark circles under his eyes still revealed everything. He has not been doing well these days.

Lin Huazhi thought that it was because of Cui Ting. Fortunately, the child was saved. If something really happened, Yan Shaobai must be very sad. Inexplicably, Lin Huazhi suddenly remembered that in the past, she also had a small life in her stomach. If there was no accident, the child could have been born safely, and I'm afraid she would be three years old now.

The heart quickly slipped through a trace of sharp pain, but it hurt deeply.

"Huazhi, what's wrong with you?" Yan Shaobai clearly saw that something was wrong with Lin Huazhi and hurriedly asked.

Sett down, Lin Huazhi squeezed out a smile on her face and said softly, "Has it been a long time? There are too many people today, and the greeting is not good.

Yan Shaobai shook his head: "It's okay. It's good to have more people. More people means good business."

"I accept your good words." Lin Huazhi laughed twice, " By the way, are you the only one here?"

"Yes, but I'm going back soon." Yan Shaobai responded politely, and his eyes had been falling on Lin Huazhi's face.

Lin Huazhi nodded with understanding, paused, but still couldn't help asking, "Is Cui Ting all right?"

"After taking Dr. Jin's medicine, I have recovered well in the past two days, and the child is fine. Huazhi..." Yan Shaobai took a step forward and almost next to her, "Huazhi, thank you."

Lin Huazhi knew that Yan Shaobai was referring to the fact that she went to the Du family to ask for mandala flowers: "You are too polite. I... In fact, Jinhou asked me to go, otherwise I wouldn't be able to help."

Yan Shaobai hummed, looked at her carefully for a while, and then whispered, "Huazhi, you should also take care of yourself. Then I'll go back first."

"Wait a minute." Hearing that Yan Shaobai was about to leave, Lin Huazhi subconsciously called him. However, when she saw Yan Shao looking at her with a gentle smile, Lin Huazhi opened her mouth slightly in a panic, "I... I'll take you out."

"Don't bother, in fact, I..."

Without giving Yan Shaobai a chance to refuse, Lin Huazhi suddenly reached out and grabbed him.

Yan Shaobai couldn't help but be stunned, and his body was discordically stiff until... until the soft and warm touch came from the palm of his hand, and he swallowed the last two words hovering in his throat.

"Let's go."

Lin Huazhi doesn't know why she made such a move. She is regretful and uneasy, but what else can she do? She didn't dare to look at Yan Shaobai's eyes. She stiffened her scalp and pulled Yan Shaobai out. Fortunately, there are many people in the shop today. Her long sleeves just cover the hands of the two people holding each other. If you don't look carefully, no one will notice it. Yan Shaobai didn't say a word and let Lin Huazhi pull him out of the shop.

Only a few steps out of the door, Lin Huazhi saw Yan Shaobai's portable Xiaosi Chen Datong standing next to a carriage talking to the same woman. The woman turned her back to the shop and looked like a maid.

When Lin Huazhi approached a little, he saw who the woman was. Before she could speak, Chen Datong had already raised his voice and said, "Sir."

When he fixed his eyes, Lin Huazhi happened to look back at Cui Shuang. Cui Shuang looked at her and smiled first, and then her eyes fell on the hand she held with Yan Shaobai.

Lin Huazhi could feel that her hands were full of sweat. When she saw Cui Shuang's eyes, she hurriedly let go of Yan Shaobai's hand. Her face looked a little flustered and stammered, "Cui Shuang, why don't you sit in?"

After a long time, Cui Shuang raised his head, looked a little complicated, and whispered, "Sister Huazhi, my status is low, and I'm afraid to go in and make people laugh. I didn't think you would come out. I wish you a good start and a prosperous business.

Lin Huazhi smiled and said, "Thank you, Cui Shuang. But next time you come, you don't want to say anything about low-identity, just come in for tea.

Cui Shuang answered with a smile.

Then, Lin Huazhi first took a soft breath, then turned his head and looked at Yan Shaobai and said, "I still have something to say to you, but I really can't find time to talk to you today. Let's make an appointment with you another day."

Yan Shaobai had a face and hummed for a long time, but his eyes had been staring at Lin Huazhi. Unlike the stiff look on his face, Yan Shaobai's eyes contained too many things, like blazing fire and white snow, hot and cold for a while, which was unclear.

Lin Huazhi didn't say anything, but after looking at Yan Shaobai again, he turned around and entered the shop.

Behind you, you can clearly feel a few hot eyes. In my heart, there is a sharp beating.

When she heard the sound of the carriage go far away, she squeezed her mouth and frowned, and then sighed gently. When he raised his eyes again, he saw Chunbai standing in front of her with a serious look.

"What are you doing?" Somehow, Lin Huazhi felt a little guilty.

"This should be what I asked you, Lin Huazhi, what were you doing just now?" Chunbai frowned as he asked.

Lin Huazhi immediately understood what Chunbai meant. After struggling in his heart for a moment, Lin Huazhi said frankly, "Well, as you saw."

"You..." Chunbai seemed to be a little angry, but his face was more puzzled. "Lin Huazhi, are you not confused? Or are you sick?"

Lin Huazhi didn't say anything, let alone explain anything. Just looked at Chunbai and shook his head with a wry smile.

Chunbai doesn't understand more. What does this mean? Although he was shaking his head, he seemed to indicate something. Looking carefully, Chunbai suddenly said, "Lin Huazhi, you can't be sorry to the young master."

After saying that, Lin Huazhi's pink face was cold and his eyes were cold: "Chunbai, you care too much." After saying that, she turned around and went into the back hall, leaving only Chunbai to stand still, looking unclear.

"Ah, it's really a good show. Should I worry about my poor sister?"

Lin Huazhi just stepped into the door of the back hall and heard such a question. Looking up, Cui Yuan stood three steps away and just blocked her, staring straight at her and couldn't help looking back and forth.

"Why don't you worry about me?" Lin Huazhi asked a rhetorical question, bypassed Cui Yuan, walked aside and sat down.

Cui Yuan raised his eyebrows, looked back at her, and then said, "Actually, I'm more worried about Yan Shaobai."

After pouring a cup of hot tea and taking several sips, Lin Huazhi looked up at Cui Yuan and asked, "What is he worried about? Whenever such a thing happens, women always suffer more.

Hearing her say this, Cui Yuan's eyes were cold and seemed to want to say something, but he opened his mouth several times and still didn't say a word.

Lin Huazhi ignored Cui Yuan and looked at the hot teacup on the table, thinking.

I don't know how long it took, Cui Yuan said, "What can I do for you?" His voice was stiff and straightforward, with a hint of anger.

Lin Huazhi glanced at him and then shook his head, looking worried.

Cui Yuan's face was a little cold, with a straight face, and his eyes were unbearable dissatisfaction: "Lin Huazhi, you..."

"What am I?" Lin Huazhi's unexplained burst of fire couldn't help shouting at Cui Yuan, "What on earth are you dissatisfied with or not? Anyway, I took the biggest risk. Normally, you have the right to be rich, and you can live and die with just one sentence. Now you plan everything about me, just to protect your Cui family with an innocent reputation. But what about me? Am I not a human? I don't have any ambition. I just want my family to live in peace, but I am suppressed by you everywhere and threatened by you. You just want your sister to be a weak woman. Why don't you want me to be a weak woman? I'm younger than Cui Ting.

Lin Huazhi is really aggrieved and cautious in everything. Now she still has to look at Cui Yuan's gaze. What is this? To put it bluntly, even if she doesn't know who Chen Suyue died in her life, she can live well against Lin Huazhi's flesh.

Being scolded by Lin Huazhi, Cui Yuan stood still and stunned, with a shocked and panicked look. Seeing Lin Huazhi's slightly red eyes, Cui Yuan's heart moved and opened his mouth without thinking, "Oh, my aunt, don't cry. Am I wrong, am I wrong?"

Lin Huazhi was originally very sad, but Cui Yuan, who has always been known as the "iceberg face", couldn't help but make Lin Huazhi want to laugh. However, thinking about Cui Yuan's previous plans for her, Lin Huazhi stared at him with a straight face.

"Actually... I, what I... In fact..." Alas, Cui Yuan didn't know what he was going to say, and muttered for a long time without saying a word.

Hunted, Lin Huazhi picked up the teacup in front of him and stuffed it into Cui Yuan's arms and said angrily, "Lord Cui, take your time."

"Huazhi, listen to me." Cui Yuan suddenly reached out to hold her and didn't let her leave.

"Lord Cui, our relationship is not good enough to call us by name. Please call me Miss Lin." Lin Huazhi pouted and turned around and stared at Cui Yuan fiercely.

"Huazhi... Miss Lin, don't get me wrong, I just want..."

However, before Cui Yuan finished speaking, a dark shadow suddenly rushed in from the outside. Before Lin Huazhi could see what it was, Cui Yuan received a heavy fist on his face.

Lin Huazhi was shocked by this change. When she fixed her eyes and looked again, she couldn't help screaming: "Zhang Ziqing, stop."