"Have you ever thought about taking on some more challenging scripts? I think actors shouldn't be so limited, especially a good actress like you. You should challenge yourself even more." Zheng Lin made up a story with his eyes wide open, but he had his own purpose.

However, Su Jin still fell into his trap and replied, "Hmm, that makes a lot of sense. So, what kind of role should I play? A period martial arts drama?"

"That won't work, you're pregnant."

"Too."

“I think comedies are perfect for you, and you really enjoy watching comedies.”

Su Jin bit her finger, thought for a moment, then looked down at the covers of the scripts on her lap. "You think I have a lot of comedic talent?"

Zheng Lin: "..." There are no kissing scenes, no intimate scenes, and it's difficult to create any sparks with the male characters in the scenes.

Zheng Lin couldn't tell the truth, so he could only go along with her and continue to coax her into choosing comedy, "Yes, because comedy is harder to act in. To act well in comedy, you need to have excellent acting skills."

Su Jin was pleased with this indirect praise of her acting skills and immediately became happy. She pushed the scripts aside and said, "Okay, I'll take a look at some comedy scripts another day."

With his plan succeeding, Zheng Lin quickly gathered up the scripts and picked them all up. "Okay, I'll throw these away for you first."

Fearing that Xiao Jin might come back, he drove out of the house and threw these love stories into a trash can ten kilometers away.

......

Time flies.

Soon it was time for a jewelry gala hosted by a certain brand. Many celebrities and the children of wealthy entrepreneurs were in attendance.

Su Jin arrived a little later because showing her face would give her away, so she put on the mask again and spent a long time persuading Zheng Lin before he finally left.

Zheng Shao's attendance at the banquet naturally attracted a lot of attention. Su Jin had anticipated this, and she only wanted to attend and leave discreetly, just going through the motions, as if she were accepting the old man's good intentions in inviting them to the banquet.

Her goal today is simply to eat well and have fun; she doesn't care about anything else.

So she deliberately didn't sit at the same table as Zheng Lin, but sat in the seat furthest away from him. After she sat down, Song Leilei also entered the banquet hall.

Song Leilei spotted Su Jin wearing a mask and sat down next to her.

Su Jin wore a dark blue dress, while Song Leilei wore a pure white short dress.

The two sitting together were like night meeting day, a rare and pleasing sight to behold.

A man in a black suit sat down at Zheng Lin's table.

The man's shirt was unbuttoned with two buttons undone, his hair was combed up, and his face was ordinary-looking. This outfit made him look a little greasy.

Most people wouldn't dare to easily get close to Zheng Lin, but this man was different. As soon as he sat down, he reached out to greet him: "Greetings, Second Uncle."

Zheng Lin's eyes would occasionally dart towards Su Jin's table in the distance. To avoid being too obvious, he would sometimes look elsewhere, but he just couldn't focus on his own table.

Upon hearing this sudden attempt to get closer, Zheng Lin glanced coldly at the man, who seemed to be Zhao Xichen's cousin, Zhao Haifeng. Since they were of the same generation, Zheng Lin should indeed call him "Uncle."

"Hmm," Zheng Lin replied indifferently.

The Zhao family were distant relatives of theirs; to be polite, they were relatives, but to put it bluntly, they were complete strangers.

It all started a few years ago when Zhao's mother went to the relatives' house to make a name for herself. She even brought up her ancestors from five hundred years ago to find evidence that they were related.

Yes, five hundred years ago, the Zhao family and the Zheng family were distant relatives with no connection whatsoever. Not to mention that Zheng Youguo was just an adopted son of the Zheng family, and they had no blood relation whatsoever.

So the people from the Zhao family were all incredibly shameless; they even came to greet him.

Zheng Lin has always been a cold person, as everyone knows, so Zhao Haifeng didn't feel disrespected at all.

With lights flashing, the host stood in front of the jewelry brand's name to liven up the atmosphere.

Meanwhile, Zhao Haifeng continued to speak to his second cousin: "Second cousin, I heard that a subsidiary of the Zheng Group is short of a vice president. You see, I majored in management, but I don't know if I can have the opportunity to try out for the vice president position."

Zhao Haifeng's plan was quite shrewd, but the heirs of other groups at the next table scoffed at it.

The position of vice president of a subsidiary of the Zheng Group is not one that just anyone can hold.

Zheng Lin propped his forehead up and looked his nephew up and down. "I never concern myself with such trivial matters. If you're capable, go for the interview yourself. You don't need to ask me."

Zhao Haifeng knew he had been rejected; Young Master Zheng truly had no intention of giving him a good path out of consideration for the Zhao family.

He shouldn't have come to Zheng Shao to talk about this; he should have gone to talk to Zhao Qiyuan's husband, Zheng Guang.

Zhao Haifeng noticed that Zheng Lin was looking at a table in the distance where two women were happily drinking champagne, taking pictures, and chatting.

He glanced at it briefly, then immediately started to change the subject, saying, "Is that Su Jin wearing the mask? Second Uncle, Su Jin used to be quite something in our Zhao family."

Su Jin and Zheng Lin got married, but they haven't had a wedding yet. Naturally, many unrelated people don't know that they are husband and wife. But Zhao Haifeng just happened to be blind and walked right into the line of fire.

Zheng Lin asked calmly, "What's so remarkable about it?"

Zhao Haifeng was surprised to learn that Young Master Zheng was interested in this. He hadn't expected that Young Master Zheng was also a gossip lover. He tugged at his suit collar and said, "She used a lot of scheming to marry into our Zhao family. I've never seen a woman as scheming as her."

"Oh. Go on."

Zhao Haifeng felt a surge of joy at having grown closer to Zheng Shao, and said, "Back then, she was obsessed with my brother, all for money. What good could a woman be who only cares about money? And you've probably heard, Second Uncle, that after she caused my brother's death, she shamelessly swallowed up his assets! Those inheritances shouldn't have gone to her at all, and she even had the nerve to..."

At this point, Zheng Lin's expression turned noticeably ugly. "If it shouldn't go to her, then it should go to you? You should know that Zhao Xichen made the will himself, which means that he willingly left this money to Su Jin after his death. He himself had no objection, but you people are all jumping up and down in a panic."

“No, Second Uncle,” Zhao Haifeng said anxiously, tapping the white tablecloth twice with his finger. “My brother is gone. Even if he had objections, he couldn’t voice them. This kind of will couldn’t possibly have been made before his death.”

"Then you can go down and ask him. Once you've confirmed it, produce the evidence." Zheng Lin narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "If you don't have it, don't talk nonsense."

Zhao Haifeng's words made Zheng Lin feel very bad.

Zheng Lin inadvertently recalled the scene of their breakup ten years ago. Why did they suddenly break up with him?

He had thought about the reason for the breakup a thousand times, but it simply couldn't stand up to scrutiny.

He could get over anything, but the memory of this breakup would forever haunt his mind like a nightmare.

"Gao Zixin." Zheng Lin didn't want to hear his annoying nephew speak anymore. "Find this gentleman a good seat."