"Auntie, I...I understand!" Su Yingxue was very embarrassed, made up an excuse, and quickly got into the car and left.
A moment later, she drove the car to the riverbank and stopped. With a sigh of relief, a gentle breeze blew by, and looking at the rolling waves of the river, Su Yingxue's mood suddenly brightened considerably.
She made up her mind: she would find an opportunity to confess her feelings to Lin Yu!
Take a gamble for your own happiness!
Lin Yu, at this moment, was unaware of all this.
He just went to the supermarket and bought some Xuan paper and ink.
Since I've agreed to inscribe the words for the Fengqing Street, a deal worth billions, I naturally need to practice properly.
After returning to the shop, Lin Yu laid out the Xuan paper, ground the ink, and began practicing.
After practicing for a while, it was almost time to get off work, so Lin Yu quickly tidied up and went to cook.
My wife came home just as I finished cooking.
However, Lu Xueqing was not in a very good mood today, and her face was gloomy.
"Honey, what's wrong?" Lin Yu asked with a smile as he carried the food.
Lu Xueqing sighed and complained, "Didn't you see the news? The Yamaguchi Chamber of Commerce released a message today saying that the young marshal agreed to write an inscription for their pedestrian street!"
"How could the young marshal do this? Building a brothel in Fengtian is disgusting enough! And the young marshal still agreed to their unreasonable demands. Now the internet is in an uproar, saying that the young marshal is..."
At this point, Lu Xueqing couldn't continue.
Because the things said online were just too nasty. Some people were even secretly calling the Young Marshal a lackey and a traitor!
Lin Yu couldn't help but chuckle.
I didn't expect this to cause such a strong reaction.
He knew that his wife deeply hated the Japanese.
Because the old patriarch of the Lu family was a hero who lost a leg while fighting against the Japanese.
The old man taught the Lu family descendants from a young age that they must never forget the national and family grievances.
"Honey, don't worry too much. Maybe the young marshal has other ideas?" Lin Yu comforted his wife while serving her some food.
"Ugh, this is so annoying. I'm going upstairs to rest for a bit; I have a video conference tonight!"
Lu Xueqing dropped her chopsticks and went upstairs in a hurry.
Lin Yu shook his head helplessly, tidied up, and continued practicing calligraphy.
After practicing all afternoon, the final draft is finally here!
Looking at the four large characters on the Xuan paper, he nodded in satisfaction and then called Feng Jiu.
"The calligraphy is finished. Come and take it. Deliver it to the village when the pedestrian street opens tomorrow!"
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