"I haven't seen you for a few days. You look more and more like an adult. You're much more handsome!"

"It would be better if you were a little fatter. Now you are too thin and still look like a student."

"What style do you like? I'll have someone come over and style you?"

Lin Qingyu joked while driving.

"I'm not a celebrity, I don't need a stylist. If you have anything to say, just tell me."

"You said that, so I'll be frank. Mom has come to Longcheng. She heard that you didn't see her and she was very sad and cried. Do you want to go back?"

Lin Qingyu handled it very well, using a completely negotiating tone.

"That's unnecessary. I don't want to go through that formality. If you're meeting me just to say this, stop the car now."

Lin Xuan's attitude was firm, and Lin Qingyu was shocked.

"Don't be so anxious. I have something else to tell you. In the past two years, I don't plan to return to Kyoto. I will do publicity in Longcheng."

"Also, let me tell you an inside story. Lin's Group's new drug has reached its peak, and the office is full of contracts."

"Lin Group's workshop is expanding again."

"Lin Xuan, you can't be angry anymore. Hurry back to the Lin family and don't let others take advantage of you!"

Lin Qingyu's expression became more and more serious, and her voice was more solemn than ever before.

"Did Lin Rushuang ask you to tell me this?"

Lin Qingyu did not answer Lin Xuan's question, but asked in return.

"How do you always guess right?"

"Lin Xuan, were you a fortune teller in your previous life?"

"Can't you let me keep it a secret?"