Romans & histoires Lan Lin

Or at least as an acknowledgement, something to respect. I turned a corner too sharply and nearly collided into someone. A soft, familiar laugh met me as warm hands steadied my arms. “Well, well,” Madeline drawled, her copper hair tumbling over her shoulder as she grinned at me. “If it isn’t our brave Luna herself. I keep finding myself growing more curious about who you are and what you're trying to do, but trust me, you are catching Nolan’s eye. He's impressed by you. Had he not been, he wouldn't have allowed you to be in that room in the first place.”

Goddess, I might actually swoon. “Thank you… and thank you for rescuing me just now,” I say, trying not to sound too breathless. Lincoln smiles again, his silvery eyes sparkling. “It’s my pleasure…” “Oh, Zahra. I’m Zahra Larkin, from Blood Moon.” He nods as if he already knew, his smile widening. “I know. You’re all anyone has been talking about all day. I look forward to seeing the rest of your bouts.” With a small bow that’s both regal and charming, he turns and walks away.

Lena's POV. “Hello, ma'am,” the doctor waved his left hand, and felt my pulse with his right hand. “How many fingers am I holding up?” “Can I get a name? Can you speak?” He continued, not even giving me a chance to think or respond. He suddenly stopped and pointed a little fluorescent light in my eyes. I squinted and groaned inaudibly from lying stiff for far too long. “Four, My name is Lena, and I think I can… talk,” I replied in a second, gulping as the man behind him moved closer and fixed his gaze on me.

The investor accepted it and the two men shook hands in greeting. "Mr. Zhen, this is my fiancée, Evelina," Adrian said. Evelina politely held out her hand to greet the older man, but he merely nodded at her. Instead, the young woman beside him stepped forward and shook Evelina's hand. "My name is Lin and I am Mr. Zhen's personal assistant. You may both have a seat," she said in a soft voice that still carried a firm, businesslike tone.

Read aloud. "Y-7, Chen Ming. Remembers music. Y-6, Shen Fang. Sees space. Y-5, Lin Bo. Cried for a child named An'an. Y-4, Wu Xia. Taught grief to twelve-year-olds. Y-0, Margaret. The blind who see more." The copies were still. Listening. Or fighting. Or fragmenting. "And Jiang Lin," I said. "Twin. Sister. Human. Dying. But separate. But seen."

Li Wei replied to Shen Yin'er in a serious voice. "Stronger? Than you?" Shen Yin'er realized something. Li Wei was at the ninth level of the king realm, and in her opinion, it was impossible for anyone to defeat Li Wei in this world unless Long Chen himself stepped in to face him. Seeing the shock on the two women's faces made Lin Jin even more eager to teach them a lesson. He closed his eyes, and inside Lin Yin's spiritual sea, a star appeared. The star flew out from Lin Jin's forehead and formed a large door outside. Craacckkk...

Ling Luoyin recognized the assistant beside Ling Yiran to be the assistant Gao Jingshan brought with him today. "Miss Ling and her friend want to take a photo with Mr. Gao and get an autograph." The assistant offered to explain. After all, Ling Luoyin's words were ambiguous, and this was the staff passage near the entrance. There were many fans gathered here watching them. If it caused any misunderstanding, it would affect Gao Jingshan's image. "I see." Ling Luoyin smiled. "If Sis and Sis Lianyi want to see Mr. Gao, just say so and I'll take you there. Why bother Mr. Gao's assistant?"

a middle aged woman asked. "Do you think President Tang will randomly kiss men like you do?" Another man said and the woman blushed profusely. As the commotion increased, Lin Shishi came out of her trance.She turned around to look at them as she regained her composure and calmly said "If you don't want your jobs, then keep gossiping." Everyone turned silent in an instant.They didn't know that Lin Shi is the daughter of renowned Lin family but they knew that she was President Tang's bestfriend and she is very talented too.