She greeted softly: "Uncle Jin..."

Uncle Jin is the driver of the old man of the Li family. He has been following the old man of the Li family for many years and is a person the Li family trusts very much.

The moment he saw this person, Lin Yiran's heart skipped a beat and she had a very bad premonition.

Although there was a smile on the corner of her mouth, Lin Yiran knew how stiff the smile on her face was.

She could only pretend to be indifferent.

Sitting in the car, Lin Yiran's eyes were always staring out the window, and his fingers were tightly holding the seat belt beside him.

At this moment, fear and anxiety were written on her face.

Uncle Jin was very strict with his mouth. He kept silent about the matter of the old man in the Li family and kept his mouth shut when he told him.

Lin Yiran didn't want to waste his mouth and ask him. At least in the past few years in the Li family, Uncle Jin has always been very nice to her.

She is self-aware and does not want to bother others at this time.

The vehicle drove farther and farther away. Lin Yiran looked at the city buildings that were gradually disappearing outside the window, and his heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate, and he was about to jump to his throat.

Her hands holding the seat belt tightly trembled a little, and her eyes showed a look of timidity.

Lin Yiran bit her thin lips tightly, and timidity and fear still occupied her whole heart.

Just as she was about to open her mouth, the vehicle slowly stopped.

Finally, it was parked in the center of the open-air parking lot.

Lin Yiran raised her eyes and saw this special teahouse in the suburbs.

The two words "tea house" on the plaque made Lin Yiran feel a little relieved.

Now she at least knew that the old man of the Li family just wanted to talk to her, not to sell her...

Lin Yiran walked slowly out of the car. Her fear in her heart could not calm down for a long time, so she could only follow Uncle Jin and walk into the teahouse.

The waiter did not ask, but just nodded politely to Uncle Jin, then stretched out his hand to guide Uncle Jin to the private room in the teahouse.

The moment he opened the door, Uncle Jin took a few steps back: "Miss Lin, please give your cell phone to me for safekeeping."

Lin Yiran bit her thin lips tightly, and she raised her eyes and glared angrily: "Why..."

Uncle Jin's face was not visible, he just stretched out his hand and waited for Lin Yiran to take the initiative to put the phone in his hand.

Lin Yiran turned off the phone and handed it to Uncle Jin, but the people from the Li family still didn't want to believe her.

When Lin Yiran walked into the private room, Uncle Jin stepped back and closed the door of the private room.

The old man of the Li family straightened his back and sat opposite him while drinking tea. He pointed at the empty seat in front of him and signaled Lin Yiran to sit down: "Miss Lin is busy with what is it that she is willing to walk out of the me building at this time."

His words were full of blatant ridicule.

In fact, I want to say that the relationship between Lin Yiran and Gu Qingmo is incorrect.

Lin Yiran pursed her lips and sat in her seat. Her eyes glanced at the cup in front of the old man of the Li family.

It was obvious that before she came, there was someone else in the room.

She pretended to look at the private room inadvertently, and there was nothing to hide.

It seems that the man had left before she came.

The teacup was still steaming. Now this person has just left for a while and is still in this teahouse, just hiding in another private room.

Lin Yiran lowered her eyes, with indifference in her eyes: "Is there anything wrong with grandpa asking me to come here so late?"

She knew that what she asked was a little unnecessary, but she just coughed a few times, wanting to see what the old man who looked kind but was actually insidious and cunning.

Mr. Li chuckled softly: "Han Xuan went to find you a few days ago, and I asked him to go."

Chapter completed!