After Lin Chen finished speaking, he straightened up, and his deep ruby ​​earrings sparkled brilliantly under the light, looking very beautiful.

He calls a woman who is a year younger than him "stepmother".

Lin Chen was genuinely annoyed and disgusted, but it wasn't that hard for him to say it out loud—as long as he wasn't alone with Ruan Qing'an, listening to the girl call him "cheap son" in such a spoiled tone, drawing out her words lazily, and referring to herself as "future stepmother."

Lin Chen was already able to control his emotions without showing any emotion, but he always broke down when facing Ruan Qing'an.

After Lin Chen finished shouting, regardless of what Ruan Qing'an and his son thought, Lin Qisheng was quite happy. His expression became much more cheerful, and he pushed Ruan Qing'an's shoulder to walk towards the table.

"An'an, sit here with me."

Ruan Qing'an said softly, "No, no, sir, Lin Chen is still here, I'm shy..."

"You've always been shy."

With a hint of nostalgia in his eyes, Lin Qisheng spoke softly, seemingly recalling the past. He didn't insist, letting Ruan Qing'an sit opposite Lin Chen instead of sitting next to him.

Lin Chen sat down again, his dark eyes subtly scrutinizing Ruan Qing'an, and he couldn't help but sneer inwardly.

The petite girl was no longer the arrogant and wicked girl she once was. Now she was as docile as a kitten, as if she could even expose her soft belly for someone to stroke.

This woman is a bully who preys on the weak...

As Lin Chen picked up his cutlery, he clicked his tongue inwardly—he was somewhat annoyed.

After the three were seated, the servants quickly served the meal.

Lin Qisheng, holding a glass of red wine and adjusting his gold-rimmed glasses, said to Lin Chen with barely suppressed joy, "Today is a good day, Lin Chen. Now that you've finished your work, you can stay at the manor for the time being."

“I’ve been quite busy with work lately, and it’s good that you’re here. You can show An’an around the manor, since she will be living here in the future.”

While drinking with Lin Chen, Lin Qisheng made arrangements: "An'an is rather simple-minded and doesn't have many tricks up her sleeve. It's best for her to stay at the manor from now on. I'm really worried about her going out."

"Relatively stupid? Not very shrewd?"

Lin Chen paused in his grip on the wine glass, his dark eyes glancing at Ruan Qing'an with a half-smile: "Father, but I don't think my stepmother seems like the kind of foolish person."

Of course, they can even threaten him.

Lin Qisheng, however, was in high spirits because of the happy occasion. He drank a few more glasses than usual, and his eyes were already a little drunk. He waved his hand and said, "Don't look at An'an like that. She was really stupid in college. She couldn't do anything except study. She was so dumb."

I don't even know who said it...

Ruan Qingan sat to the side, silently eating and silently complaining.

Upon hearing Lin Qisheng's words, Lin Chen's eyes flickered slightly: "Maybe so. I think my stepmother seems to know quite a lot."

For example, the essential skill for breaking into a house.

Meeting Lin Chen's eyes, which held a hint of mockery, how could Ruan Qing'an not know what he was talking about?

Lin Qisheng didn't notice, lost in his memories, muttering, "How could that be? An'an can't do anything..."

"Oh, then I misunderstood my stepmother."

Lin Chen spoke meaningfully, about to say something to scare this cowardly "future stepmother" and avenge being threatened, but the next moment, his voice caught in his throat—

Lin Qisheng looked at his son with a drunken expression.

"What's wrong?"

"No, it's nothing..."

Lin Chen paused, forcing a smile—under the table, he felt a soft touch against his calf.

Ruan Qingan was kicking him.

Lin Chen knew this clearly, but her strength was too weak. She was clearly kicking, but it was like a cat stepping on him with her soft pads, pressing against the muscles of his calves, kicking through his clothes—to him, this didn't even count as kicking.

It's called...flirting.

Once wasn't enough. This stray cat was very vengeful and, disgusted that Lin Chen had been too talkative, kicked him several times in a row.

If we let her keep kicking like that, something bad will happen sooner or later.

Lin Chen's eyes darkened slightly. He swirled his wine glass in one hand while subtly reaching under the table with the other. His tall figure shifted slightly as he adjusted his posture, revealing no flaw whatsoever.

But he grabbed her ankle and with a little force, Ruan Qing'an almost burst into tears from the pain, and kicked her again.

"Cough cough..."

Lin Chen groaned, then covered it up with a cough.

For a moment, the two were locked in a stalemate, neither able to gain the upper hand—Lin Chen still had his pride and didn't want to lose his composure; Ruan Qing'an was afraid of pain and dreaded being pinched by the young man until her eyes welled up with tears.

At this moment, Lin Qisheng stopped drinking and asked, "What's wrong? Why are you all so silent?"

"No, I wouldn't want to disturb Father's enjoyment of drinking."

Lin Chen replied, finally letting go of Lin Qisheng's hand. He raised his glass to Lin Qisheng, while the girl, who had been eating quietly with her head down, looked up and hurriedly poured wine for Lin Qisheng like a little rabbit.

Her voice was soft and sweet, making it hard to say anything harsh: "Sir, you're in a good mood today, please have a few more drinks."

"I promised you today, won't you drink more?"

Lin Qisheng was pleased by the flattery, and perhaps thinking of his beloved again, he kept drinking cup after cup: "An'an is so good."

While coaxing Lin Qisheng to drink, making him dizzy and disoriented, Ruan Qing'an glanced at Lin Chen with her leaden gray eyes, a hint of crimson and charm flashing in her beautiful almond-shaped eyes.

She parted her bright red lips slightly, making a mouth shape.

'Shh—it's a secret we agreed on.'

Where is even a trace of feigned obedience?

Lin Chen withdrew his gaze, a soft chuckle escaping his lips. He was obedient to the powerful old man Lin Qisheng, but revealed his true nature to him. It was quite unexpected.

Lin Qisheng was somewhat drunk and had no idea what had happened under the table. He gave instructions to Lin Chen.

"Remember, show An'an around the manor. She won't be leaving. If there's anything else that needs to be bought, arrange it all, and use the best of everything."

"Also, she is, after all, your stepmother; show her some respect."

Lin Chen nodded slightly and respectfully replied, "I understand, Father. I will make arrangements for my stepmother."

On the side, Ruan Qing'an, who was acting, almost stopped in Bengbu.

respect?

That was incredibly 'respectful'; he even dared to touch her.

She had to admit that she had underestimated Lin Chen's audacity. She estimated that Lin Qisheng would be able to wear the green hat properly in the future, and even if Lin Qisheng's head fell off, the green hat would not fall off.

037: [You guys really know how to have fun...]

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