In that instant, Lin Qingtong panicked a little. As soon as she turned around, she saw Su Wanjun slowly approaching with a late-night snack.
"Tongtong, come and try this. It's your favorite late-night snack that Mom made."
Lin Qingtong quickly went to meet him, looking at him with concern as she heard Su Wanjun's words.
"Don't worry about me. That old guy called and asked me to come back, saying he had something to do. I gave him a good scolding."
"I'm not the pushover I used to be."
Lin Qingtong finally breathed a sigh of relief and went into the room with Su Wanjun.
After the two had a late-night snack, Su Wanjun told Lin Qingtong what Lin Yan had said on the phone.
"He called and said he was getting engaged to Lin Jiaorui and asked us to come back. Do you want to go back?"
Lin Qingtong frowned slightly, only then remembering that Lin Jiaorui and Master Shen's son were nominally together.
A faint smile appeared on her lips.
"Yes, of course I want to go and see what's going on."
Su Wanjun laughed along with Lin Qingtong, "Then I'll go too."
She seemed to have let go of everything related to the Lin family, which made Lin Qingtong extremely gratified, and she grasped her mother's hand.
"Mom, from now on we'll live together happily, and we'll live better than anyone else."
Su Wanjun smiled and patted her hand.
"I will, but what about you? When are you going to marry Shen Tinghe?"
Upon hearing the word "marriage," Lin Qingtong paused for a moment.
"It's still early. Maybe one day I'll see someone better and suddenly get tired of the old one."
Su Wanjun playfully tapped her forehead, then smiled helplessly and spoke.
"You silly child."
Lin Qingtong didn't even notice the figure standing at the door of the room.
Shen Tinghe had come to visit after hearing about Su Wanjun's situation, but he never expected to overhear this conversation between the two.
His gaze darkened, and he turned and went back to his room.
When Lin Qingtong was about to go back to her room to rest, she found that the lights were off.
As soon as her slender fingers turned on the light, a burning hot hand grabbed her.
After turning off the light, he pinned her against the cold wall.
Shen Tinghe's kiss landed directly on his lips, leaving no room for argument, and was filled with a chilling domineering force.
Lin Qingtong didn't like this and reached out to push Shen Tinghe away.
"Stop fooling around."
His tone only enraged Shen Tinghe, who grabbed his waist tightly and pulled him up, trapping him in his arms so he couldn't move an inch.
"Lin Qingtong, don't forget your responsibilities. We signed an agreement."
Lin Qingtong was immediately displeased, staring coldly at Shen Tinghe in front of her.
“We signed an agreement, but I also expect to be respected. If you feel I haven’t done a good job, then you can withdraw everything.”
He has never been a pushover; if you want to bully him, you'd better think twice.
Shen Tinghe was amused and, holding her face, spoke slowly and deliberately.
I want to ask you, what am I to you?
Lin Qingtong replied calmly, "Aren't you childish? Are you asking me for a title here?"
"You knew what kind of person I was from the moment we met."
He didn't say it explicitly, but it seemed as if he had already explained everything.
Their eyes met, and Shen Tinghe's dark pupils suddenly turned cold. He released Lin Qingtong and gradually retreated.
He lowered his gaze, looked down, and left the room without hesitation.
After he left, Lin Qingtong gradually leaned against the wall and sat down, her fingers resting on her chest.
Even though I said these words myself, why do I still feel sad?
The night completely enveloped Lin Qingtong, but he quickly cleared his mind of these complex emotions and stopped thinking about them.
After taking a shower, Lin Qingtong lay in bed and had already put the incident that had just happened out of her mind.
Shen Tinghe was so angry that he kept drinking on the rooftop, feeling both angry and helpless.
The next morning.
When Shen Tinghe woke up, Lin Qingtong had already left for work without leaving him a word.
Lin Qingtong didn't think that what happened last night was a conflict, but just a clarification between them.
That's good too, leaving no room for the other person to have any illusions, and in the end, we can separate cleanly and decisively.
Lin Qingtong was carefree, while Shen Tinghe was deeply caught up in it.
When she arrived at the company entrance, she was immediately stopped by Lin Jiaorui.
Lin Jiaorui handed over an engagement invitation, a smile playing on her lips.
"Remember to come, sister. I've prepared a big gift for you, and you'll also be bringing Wanjun's mother along."
"It's a pity, I'm getting married before you. If Master Shen Jiu is unwilling to marry you, I do have some suitable candidates here."
Lin Qingtong reached out and took it, then retorted without hesitation.
"I'd like to see what you call Second Master Shen at the engagement banquet. Shouldn't you call him Dad?"
His words struck a nerve with Lin Jiaorui, making his chest heave with anger.
"Don't go too far."
Lin Qingtong shrugged. "Didn't you say those things first? I was just getting back at you."
Lin Jiaorui snorted coldly and stormed off in her high heels.
Back in her office, Lin Qingtong opened the engagement invitation, which featured photos of Lin Jiaorui and Shen Yibo.
A mocking smile played on his lips; he already had a vague idea of what surprise Lin Jiaorui was planning to give him.
It's nothing more than a video taken at the hotel that day.
Lin Qingtong was looking forward to that day coming soon.
Inside the villa, Jiang Hao also received an invitation from Lin Jiaorui, and a smile appeared on his lips.
He had already discussed with Lin Jiaorui the idea of playing Su Wanjun's obscene videos at the engagement banquet.
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