Rose of Heaven

4

Lin Jingmo didn't bring much luggage, and there weren't many things for her to bring from that poor home.
The snakeskin bag contained only one set of clothes, her unused skin care products, and two bottles of pickles made by her mother.
A beautiful girl was walking in the airport, followed by a farmer in simple clothes and hunched over. The girl was holding a snakeskin bag in her hand. In the newly built majestic airport in China's first city, this scene was really weird.
The father and daughter attracted many people's attention. Lin Jingmo looked straight ahead, as if she didn't see them. However, Lin's father felt ashamed of himself in the puzzled looks of those people.
He couldn't help but look at his daughter.
Lin Jingmo really didn't look like a child from the village.
There was no trace of timidity or obedience in her. Of course, she was curious, but this curiosity had nothing to do with inferiority. It was just a simple curiosity about things she had never seen, not the surprise from a small place.
She held her head high and chest out, her body stretched out like a beautiful and elegant white crane, as if she was born to belong to a higher and wider world, and no matter where she went, she was always graceful.
Father Lin unconsciously fell behind a few steps, making it difficult to tell that they were together, but Lin Jingmo stood still for a few steps, and then said to him: "Dad, help me carry half of it."
As she said that, she handed the other handle of the snakeskin bag to Father Lin, who subconsciously took it and then reacted, and there was warm water flowing through his heart.
School started the next day. Lin Jingmo booked a suite in an apartment hotel near the school in advance, and then lied to Father Lin that it was the off-season and the room only cost 100 yuan.
Lin Jingmo was well-behaved and obedient. Father Lin never thought that she would lie to him. He just thought that big cities were really good. People said that the cost of living here was too high, but such a large suite, decorated to look similar to the one on TV, only cost 100 yuan, and the cost didn't seem to be too high.
When he first arrived in the big city, Father Lin was amazed and amazed every step he took, and he didn't spare any energy to find that Lin Jingmo didn't seem to be unfamiliar with living in the big city. This illogical part.
After taking three subway lines to get to the hotel, it was already past ten in the evening when the two checked in.
Father Lin quickly packed up and rested. Lin Jingmo connected to the hotel wifi with her  mobile phone and started searching for news.
The female protagonist of the erotic novel, Chen Xingyan, is now a popular first-line female star in China.
Before graduating from college, Chen Xingyan became famous because of an advertisement, and then debuted as an artist. Her star path was so smooth that people suspected that she had unspoken rules. Then Chen Xingyan's brother Chen Xingchen quickly made public a photo of the two of them, proving that Chen Xingyan herself was born in a noble family and did not need any unspoken rules to get to the top.
Since she is a rich girl pursuing her dream of the entertainment industry, there is nothing to say about her resources.
But Lin Jingmo knew clearly that Chen Xingyan could climb up smoothly all the way, and it was inseparable from the help of the four men behind her.
Li Mingze, chairman of Qiyue Group and the man with the most power behind Chen Xingyan.
Chen  Xingchen, president of Qianjiang Technology and Chen Xingyan's biological brother, is also her most loyal hound. No matter who shows signs of hurting her, he will be cleaned up by this man.
Ye Zhe, the internationally gifted director who sent Chen Xingyan to the throne of Best Actress.
Ye Zhongxu, the second in command of the Donggang Military Region and Ye Zhe's uncle.
When Lin Jingmo figured out the identities of the men behind Chen Xingyan, she could only sigh that it was indeed a Mary Sue erotic novel, and each of these men was more difficult than the other.
With such an outstanding identity, he was willing to crawl under Chen Xingyan's skirt and be a lover who could not see the light of day.
Perhaps in the book world, there are such plots that transcend reality, but Lin Jingmo still doesn't believe that in real life, the proud sons of heaven can break their pride and accept the existence of other people.
Love needs exclusivity. If not, it is not love.
After searching for Chen Xingyan, because she is a big star, Chen Xingyan's Weibo Plaza is full of fans' rainbow fart confessions and marketing press releases, and there is nothing valuable.
Enter Chen Xingchen. Thanks to his sister being a celebrity, and Chen Xingchen's outstanding appearance and being the president of a company, his status as a tall, rich and handsome man has attracted a group of young ladies who are always asking about his well-being and greeting him on Weibo. Chen Xingchen's Weibo data is no less than that of a second-tier traffic star, and he is even more popular on the Internet. He loves to play, and has become a target of hunting in the Donggang nightlife circle.
Lin Jingmo swiped her phone with her long fingers and soon found a useful piece of information.
"Chen Xingchen is now staying in the club. Don't say I didn't remind you young ladies."
This Weibo post has a location, and the location shows that it is on Qingnian Road, a famous nightclub area in Donggang. There are already several comments. Someone in the comment asked, "Really? Really, I'll go there now."
The blogger replied, "Really, he just came."
Chen Xingchen is the direct murderer who killed her family.
Lin Jingmo almost didn't think much, and quickly made up her mind to go and find out.
She changed into a newly bought white dress, knee-length with puff sleeves, and on her chest was a painting of Van Gogh's starry sky and sunflowers. It was an artistic dress that didn't match the nightlife on Youth Road. Her
carefully cared-for long hair was spread out. It was not damaged by dyeing or perming, and it was made with thousands of essential oils. It was fluffy and slightly curled, shining like satin, and really spread on her back like seaweed. She
wore a pair of simple black canvas shoes.
There was no other decoration.
The light in the nightclub would eat up her makeup, so Lin Jingmo couldn't go in with a plain look.
She drew eyeliner and mascara, and put on a layer of lipstick. She didn't use any foundation on her face. Nothing was better than her natural skin, which was as delicate as a baby's, and there was not even a trace of pores.
After packing up, Lin Jingmo tiptoed out of the room and went straight to the hotel entrance, then took a taxi at the hotel entrance to stay park.

Author note:
This may be the article with the most male supporting roles I have ever written.
I will blacken the original female protagonist. If you don't like it, please click the cross
and stand carefully.