same evening.

"Look who\'s here, mom and dad." Lin Wanxin was very excited as soon as he entered the door.

Lin Mu, who was sitting in the living room, turned his head. Suddenly, there was a flash of surprise in his indifferent expression, and then he calmed down. He started up with a smile, and his tone was very kind. "Yo, Mr. Lu, why are you so free today?"

Before Lu Jingshen could answer, Lin Wanxin took the lead. "Oh, we just happened to meet him, so we invited him to have dinner at home."

Wang Aiping, who is walking out of the kitchen, is stunned by Lu Jingshen\'s subconsciousness for a moment. Her smile suddenly sinks down. Although a few days later, she still has a lingering fear.

After all, she always has a handle on Lu Jingshen\'s hand. If this matter is not solved one day, her heart will always be hanging and restless.

Until Lin Wanxin looked at Wang Aiping, she immediately disguised a gentle smile and hung it on her face again. No matter how embarrassed she was, she still wanted to keep the necessary polite greetings. "Oh, Mr. Lu is here, WAN Xin, why didn\'t you say earlier? I asked the servant to prepare more good dishes."

"Don\'t bother, it\'s already good." Lu Jingshen smiles modestly and politely, but only Wang Aiping feels that his eyes are full of irony.

Her guilty heart is far less than half of her ability to disguise herself, so Wang Aiping always plays well in this play, never showing any flaws.

During the dinner, Wang Aiping brought food to Lu Jingshen, but she didn\'t forget to be a considerate stepmother. So she mentioned Lin Wenwen, "how\'s Wenwen? Are you ok? Why didn\'t you come here today?"

Wang Aiping smiles, her eyes narrowed into a bright moon, completely blocking the emptiness and darkness of her eyes. When Lin Mu hears Lin Wenwen\'s name, he lowers his head and eats in silence. He doesn\'t say a word, and his expression obviously changes.

"She\'s fine." Lu Jingshen chuckled, just three words, and then sent Wang Aiping to ask.

He is very clear that in the Lin family, all the topics about Lin Wenwen are hypocritical if they are not for Lin Mu\'s abuse. Therefore, Lu Jingshen only needs to make peace with him, and there is no need to mention anything else.

Lin Wan\'s heart peeked at Lin Mu secretly. It seemed that it was time to open her mouth. She put down the bowl and chopsticks, got up and scooped a bowl of soup with a spoon, and gave it to Lin Mu, "Dad, this soup is very hot, you have a taste."

"Well, good." When Lin Mu took the soup bowl, he began to smile.

After a while, while Lin Mu was drinking the soup, Lin Wan said slowly, "Dad, there\'s something I want to discuss with you."

"What\'s the matter?" Lin Mu asked as he drank the soup

"I want to set up a studio by myself..." Lin Wan said softly.

Lin Mu was still drinking the soup, and didn\'t take it seriously at all. "Well, what\'s the matter with the studio? Isn\'t Lin\'s group busy enough for you?"

Lin Wan said timidly, almost afraid to look at Lin Mu, "I think... I want to leave Lin\'s group. The studio has already found a good place and is almost decorated. In fact, I think..."

"Nonsense!" Lin Mu didn\'t listen to Lin Wanxin finish saying, ruthlessly put the soup bowl on the table, hit a huge sound, scared Lin Wanxin. The soup at the bottom of the bowl splashed out, and there was a bright water mark on the beige table cloth.

Wang Aiping saw that Lin Mu was not happy, and immediately interrupted him, "WAN Xin, what are you doing? Well, why do you have to leave? You don\'t learn how to run your own business from your father. In the future, Lin will be handed over to you!"

Lu Jingshen doesn\'t say a word. He knows Wang Aiping. Although she is criticizing Lin Wanxin, what she said is for Lin Mu.

Through this incident, she indirectly told Lin Mu, and also told everyone that the only person who could take over the property of the Lin family was her daughter Wang Aiping, not including Lin Wenwen.

"Mom, you don\'t understand that fashion design is my dream. I\'m not suitable for business at all." Lin Wan frowned.

Lin Mu clapped his case and yelled, "don\'t talk to me about your dreams. You were born in the Lin family, so you are doomed to have such a fate. What\'s not suitable for business? If you don\'t think it\'s suitable, don\'t even do it for my daughter. "

After listening to Lin Mu\'s words, Lin Wan was also a little excited. She suddenly stood up from her chair and went to Lin Mu\'s side, "Dad, don\'t do this, I..."

"Don\'t explain to me. In a word, there are two ways. You can either go out and set up your own house. You can open as many studios as you like, and no one cares about you. Or you can give me a good job as Miss Lin and general manager of Lin group. " Lin Mu said, in a fierce manner, as if there was no room for discussion.

Wang Aiping immediately ran over. She put her arms around Lin Wanxin and said, "Oh, you child, stop talking, quickly admit your mistake and apologize to your father, and say that you don\'t think about the studio any more. Come on, say it to you!"

Wang Aiping secretly squeezed Lin Wanxin\'s arm and kept giving her color, but Lin Wanxin didn\'t want to bow down and admit her mistake.

Lu Jingshen is always sitting on the table, eating slowly, with a sneer rising from the corner of his mouth.

The play hasn\'t reached its climax yet, Lu Jingshen thought. After a sip of soup, it tastes good.

Lin Wanxin broke Wang Aiping\'s hand and went to Lin Mu, "Dad, I\'ve decided that I\'m not the material for business at all. I know myself well. I want to do what I really want to do. I don\'t want to leave regrets for my life."

The fire in Lin Mu\'s eyes was about to erupt. He said harshly, "you dead girl, you\'re going to turn against me, right? I tell you, do you want to open a studio? There\'s no door! From then on, you stay at home for me, and you are not allowed to go anywhere without my permission. "

"Put her in the room for me." Lin Mu said to Wang Aiping loudly.

"Why, what are you doing?" Wang Aiping almost began to cry. At this time, her fear was real.

As far as she is concerned, Lin Wan\'s heart is her only expectation. Her selfishness is not only to let her stay in Lin\'s group, but also to covet all Lin\'s property and shares.

If Lin Wanxin, like Lin Wenwen, starts to be incompatible with Lin Mu, what is the reason for Wang Aiping\'s painstaking efforts over the years.

Lin Wanxin\'s eyes were red, and she said, "why do you care about me? You are always so stubborn. No wonder your other daughter doesn\'t recognize you..."

Before the words were heard, Lin Mu\'s slap fell heavily on Lin Wan\'s face. She couldn\'t stand the sudden force and fell to the ground. In a moment, her white and tender cheek was flushed.

Wang Aiping stares round her eyes and suddenly pours on the ground to hold Lin Wan\'s heart. She looks at her daughter\'s heartache, which is about to break out, but she still holds it down and looks at Lin Mu with tears. "What are you doing, Lao Lin? She\'s your daughter. What can\'t you say? I\'ve been reluctant to touch her finger since I was a child. How can you bear to..."

Lin Mu turned his back to avoid Wang Aiping\'s censure like eyes, and said coldly, "she asked for it. She didn\'t do it with the daughter of the Lin family. Just like the dead girl, she deserves it. I don\'t want to be your daughter."

Lin Wan\'s heart covered his face and broke away from Wang Aiping\'s hand. "Well, in that case, I\'ll go."

With that, she opens the door and rushes out of Lin\'s house. Wang Aiping tries her best to chase her out, but still fails to stop Lin Wanxin, who is already driving and stepping on the accelerator.

"Get her out of here, don\'t chase her!" Lin Mu\'s voice was drowned behind Wang Aiping.

She had no time to care about Lu Jingshen, and sat down on the sofa with a sad face and tears in her eyes. In the face of Lin Mu, even if she had a thousand complaints, she still swallowed it.

Lin Mu seemed to feel a little humiliated. He froze at the table and said nothing.

Lu then put down his chopsticks, picked up his napkin, and gently wiped the corners of his mouth. He took a cup of water to clean his mouth, and then slowly stood up.

His insipidity seems to be like watching a movie. If he doesn\'t respond again, Lin Mu will be unable to support his embarrassment.

"It seems that you have family affairs to deal with. Thank you for your dinner. It\'s delicious. I\'ll leave first." Lu Jingshen lightly raised the corner of his mouth, understated, completely did not want to participate in this matter.

Lin Mu sighed and loosened his frown. "I\'m so sorry, I didn\'t greet you well."

"It doesn\'t matter. I\'ll leave." Lu Jingshen nodded and saluted, then turned and left.

When going out, Lu\'s driver had been waiting at the door. Lu Jingshen opened the door and got on the car.

"President Lu." The driver turned back and signaled Hello, then started the car.

"Drive slowly. Pay attention to a red Porsche. It should stop on the way back to the land house." Lu Jingshen said lightly.

"Yes, Mr. Lu."

The car was running in an orderly way. Sure enough, at the intersection of the second road out of the Lin family villa, Lin Wanxin\'s red Porsche stopped there.

"Mr. Lu, the car is just ahead. Do you want to stop?"

"Stop the car." Lu Jingshen got out of the car and went to the front passenger\'s seat of the car. He tapped on the window. Lin Wanxin was lying on the steering wheel.

Hearing the sound, she sniffed and opened the door. "How do you know I\'m here?"

Lu Jingshen raised the corner of his mouth and got on the bus. "It seems that my appearance tonight didn\'t play any role."

Lin Wen kept shaking his head, tears in his eyes, voice hoarse said, "don\'t blame you, I\'m too self righteous."

Lu Jingshen looked at Lin Wanxin\'s red and swollen cheek, stretched out his hand and gently pinched her chin. His voice was low. "Lin Mu\'s hand is really cruel."

Lin Wan\'s heart was startled by Lu Jingshen\'s sudden action. She glanced at the windshield of the car and then jumped into Lu Jingshen\'s arms.

"Don\'t push me away, just a moment, just a moment, please." Lin Wanxin buries his face in Lu Jingshen\'s clothes and murmurs.

Lu Jingshen\'s hand has been hanging in the air, never touched Lin Wanxin\'s back, he did not push her away, did not speak, but his face was with a contemptuous smile.