After spending almost all their money and having dinner, Lin Mo and the other two returned to Shen Yihan's house together.
On the way, Jiang Tang took every opportunity to discuss some work issues with Shen Yihan.
Lin Mo kept looking at the newly renovated Jingbei outside the car window with curiosity.
After eleven years, the changes were so great that she couldn't recognize many places.
She had always been a bit of a direction - finder. When the car stopped, she stood in front of the villa.
Lin Mo frowned tightly. "Did you renovate the entire family villa?"
The previous villa had a garden and a huge fountain in front of the door.
Now the villa stood alone, like a silent giant.
Shen Yihan took the things out of the car, his voice a little 低沉 (low). "No, this is my newly bought villa."
Lin Mo thought to herself that her second brother was now a domineering president, so it made sense.
"What about the previous villa? Did you give it to the third brother to live in?"
"No, that villa... has been sold."
Shen Yihan's face was not very pleasant, and he changed the subject. "I'll call the third brother later and tell him you're back."
The door of the villa opened, revealing the cold and minimalist style that Lin Mo had expected.
There was little furniture, and it was empty and solemn.
"Is the third brother in Jingbei now?" Lin Mo asked.
Shen Yihan put the things in the living room. "No, he's holding a concert tour abroad."
Lin Mo blinked. "Then don't tell him I'm back. I'm afraid he'll cancel the concert and fly back directly. We'll talk when he comes back."
He was originally a controversial artist, and if this happened, he would lose fans even faster!
Shen Yihan didn't insist.
When they were children, the three brothers had all competed to show off in front of their sister.
The third brother was the most active and always made his sister happy.
Now that his sister only had him as a "servant", he could show off well!
"Okay, I see."
"Why was the family villa sold?"
Lin Mo threw herself on the sofa and returned to the original topic.
The dream she had only gave a general idea, and she didn't know many details of the novel.
Jiang Tang appropriately answered an alarm. "Mr. Shen, I'll go out to answer a phone call."
Shen Yihan nodded, sat on the sofa, and twirled the Buddhist beads on his fingertips. "After you left, the second uncle took over the family company. When his management was poor and the company was on the verge of bankruptcy, he came to me and asked me to manage it."
"At that time, there was no money in the company's account, and it owed a lot of 外债 (foreign debts). I had no choice..."
"Sister, I'm sorry." Shen Yihan looked up at Lin Mo, his eyes filled with guilt, and his heart ached dully. "I failed to protect our home."
When their parents died in an accident, their sister was only fourteen years old.
At that time, the second uncle had come with a large group of people to drive them out of the villa.
It was their sister who had driven them away with a mop dipped in the third brother's newly excreted feces.
The second uncle kept bringing people, but their sister always had a way to deal with them until they no longer dared to come.
The same was true for the company. The second uncle wanted to take over.
A teenage girl had to negotiate with a group of shareholders in the company, who were on average in their thirties and forties.
No one knew what she had said to the shareholders, but they all trusted her and elected a CEO to manage the company.
At that time, although the company's performance was not as good as when their parents were alive, it was still better than that of similar companies.
But after their sister died in a car accident, everything changed.
He had failed to protect anything!
Lin Mo's peach - blossom eyes curved, and she patted Shen Yihan's shoulder. "What nonsense are you talking? You've done a great job. Although you sold the family villa, this one is also very big!"
For her, eleven years had passed in the blink of an eye.
But for her second brother, these eleven years had been filled with real experiences.
Feeling the weight on his shoulder and looking at the familiar bright smile in his sister's peach - blossom eyes, Shen Yihan lowered his head.
He wasn't great at all; he was really bad!
A wave of heat welled up in his eyes, and a tear fell on the leather sofa, reflecting the light from above.
Shen Yihan quietly wiped away the tear with his finger. "Go to bed early, sister. If you need anything else, ask Jiang Tang to buy it."
"Tomorrow, ask Jiang Tang to take you to get your ID card. Here's my card; feel free to use it."
A black gold card was handed over, and Lin Mo's eyes lit up. "Bring on the money~"
This domineering president brother was great!
With money, everything was easy.
Lin Mo didn't know the exact events of these years, but from her dream, she knew that her fourth brother had been lost in childhood.
Now in his third year of high school, he didn't study and was always fighting.
He had even injured and hospitalized the male lead's top - student brother and was finally sent to prison.
She didn't know the details, but Lin Mo thought she could start with the male lead's top - student brother to find her fourth brother.
She had seen Shen Yihan's small movements and knew what he was guilty about.
She stood up and touched Shen Yihan's hair.
It didn't move; it was stiff from hairspray.
Shen Yihan looked up, a trace of embarrassment flashing in his eyes.
He had specially styled his hair to meet Li Huanyu today.
Lin Mo pretended nothing had happened and withdrew her hand behind her back. "Don't be sad, kid. On the way back, I checked the details of the accident and accidentally saw the news about the fourth brother's loss. It's not your fault. Your sister is back, and I will definitely find the fourth brother."
"Don't worry!"
Shen Yihan: "..."
For some reason, looking into Lin Mo's bright eyes, Shen Yihan naturally believed her words.
His sister could find the fourth brother back!
Just like when his sister had told them, "With your sister here, no one can bully us!"
His sister was like that, with a super - strong core, like the sun in the sky!
The gloom in Shen Yihan's eyes naturally faded a little.
He nodded obediently. "Okay!"
Lin Mo took the 5,000 - yuan pajamas and the underwear that Jiang Tang had bought for her alone and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
It had been almost eleven years since she had taken a shower, and she was covered in sweat!
Jiang Tang had been paying attention to the situation in the villa and now walked into the house.
Before she knew the president's sister's name, Jiang Tang hadn't remembered.
But the name Lin Mo reminded her of something.
In 2014, she was only fourteen years old and in the second year of junior high school.
Her high school entrance examination goal was Jingbei No. 1 Middle School, so she was very concerned about the school's situation.
That year, the top scorer in the college entrance examination in Jingbei was from Jingbei No. 1 Middle School. Her name was Lin Mo, and she was admitted to Tsinghua University.
Lin Mo was already famous as the school beauty and top student of No. 1 Middle School. She had originally been recommended to Tsinghua University but had refused and gave the quota to someone else.
This incident had been widely spread at the time.
What was more widely spread was the story of her competing with the school grass of No. 1 Middle School for the first place in the grade in every exam.
In other schools, people might have shipped the school beauty and school grass as a couple.
But in No. 1 Middle School, the whole school was silent, only betting on whether the school beauty or the school grass would be the first in the grade in each exam.
When the school beauty and school grass met, there was no trace of romance in their eyes, only the desire to defeat each other!
As the college entrance examination, the last exam in high school, there were countless people betting, even social figures.
The school had strictly prohibited it, but it was said that teachers also couldn't help but place small bets in private.
In the end, the school beauty won by just one point over the school grass.
The school grass was not surprisingly the second in the city and was also admitted to Tsinghua University.
Everyone had thought that this pair of rivals would continue to compete in college.
But unexpectedly, during the summer vacation, a sensational news broke in Jingbei.
Lin Mo, the college entrance examination top scorer, had driven through the viaduct guardrail and crashed into the river.
At that time, the Jingbei police had searched for a whole month, only finding the car but no body.
But with the turbulent river at that time, there was no other possibility but death.
The Jingbei police declared Lin Mo dead a month later.
Tsinghua University even issued an obituary expressing regret!
She had been very sad at the time, feeling that talent was being wasted.
On the day of the death announcement, the viaduct was filled with chrysanthemums, and many people went to pay their respects.
No one had expected that Lin Mo was not dead!
Jiang Tang was very curious about what had really happened.
Lin Mo's appearance and mind seemed to be stuck in the past.
She had appeared alone again, with nothing on her.
But Jiang Tang knew that her relationship with Lin Mo was not close enough to discuss these things, and asking the president would be overstepping.
No matter what, it was good that she was back!
"Mr. Shen, I'll help Xiaomo make the bed," Jiang Tang said.
There were part - time workers who often came to the villa, but since Shen Yihan rarely had time to stay at home, there was no regular housekeeper.
Shen Yihan looked up, twirled the Buddhist beads on his wrist, and said, "No need. You go back early. I'll do it."
Jiang Tang was surprised. "Mr. Shen, you can make a bed?"
Shen Yihan glanced at her. "Of course I can. I'm a pro at making beds. I used to make my sister's bed all the time!"
There was even a hint of pride in the president's eyes.
Jiang Tang smiled. "That's impressive!"
The villa had many guest rooms.
But Shen Yihan directly gave the master bedroom to Lin Mo, 换上了全新的四件套 (put on a brand - new four - piece bedding set), and went to the guest room himself.
Lin Mo was not polite. After taking a shower, she lay on the bed and used her phone to look up information.
She mainly wanted to see what changes had occurred in society over the past eleven years.
In fact, the changes were not huge, just more networked and information - based, with the rise of short videos and live broadcasts.
Tired of reading the information, she browsed Weibo for a while.
She saw the trending searches about her and Shen Yihan.
Presidents usually rarely read entertainment news.
These were usually noticed by assistants and secretaries and then reported to the president.
Lin Mo's peach - blossom eyes narrowed, and she sent a WeChat message to Jiang Tang.
The WeChat account she was logged into on her phone was Shen Yihan's secondary account.
She couldn't register for WeChat yet without an ID card.
It was eleven o'clock, and Lin Mo had no 睡意,continuing to play on her phone.
She played until one o'clock in the morning before finally feeling a little sleepy and closing her eyes.
Thirty minutes later, she opened her eyes again and turned over in bed.
An hour later, she changed positions to sleep.
Two hours later, she climbed from the bed to the floor to sleep.
Three hours later, her eyes were as bright as lanterns as she stared at the ceiling.
Oh no, her sleep disorder had flared up. It wasn't her previous house, and she couldn't fall asleep at all!
This problem had been with her for a long time, causing her to be a day student in high school, with a driver picking her up and dropping her off at home to sleep every day.
There was no choice. At four o'clock in the morning, Lin Mo started watching short videos again.
For some reason, the recommendation algorithm showed her many marketing videos calling Shen Yihan a "Buddhist in the Jingbei circle".
Feeling thirsty, she went out to pour a glass of water and suddenly heard Shen Yihan's phone ring in the next guest room.
Lin Mo was surprised.
Could it be that the "Jingbei Buddhist" gets up at four o'clock?
However, it didn't sound like an alarm clock. She heard a hoarse "Hello" from the guest room.
Lin Mo was curious. Who would call the "Jingbei Buddhist" in the early morning?