Happy! The stepmother of a wealthy family will lie down and count money

Lin Hui remained expressionless, his gaze towards Yu Jingmo softening. "What's wrong?"

Now was not the time to investigate. Yu Jingmo did not press the matter further, but gave him another meaningful look before turning back to let Lin Qingchuan continue.

Lin Qingchuan remained unfazed, pretending to be blind, and calmly said, "That's all for now."

Yu Jingmo's disappointment was written all over his face. "It feels like I've only just begun to hear it."

Lin Qingchuan: "If there are any new ones tomorrow, I'll bring them back."

However, he felt that he might not be needed tomorrow, and the information he brought back tonight might already be outdated.

“Alright,” Yu Jingmo said, still wanting more, “we’ll see again tomorrow.”

Further fermentation creates a new flavor.

The next day.

The morning sun wasn't scorching, and Yu Jingmo took her easel to the garden.

Although the garden is still colorful even when it's cold, thanks to the gardener's careful care, it's still somewhat different from when it's truly spring and flowers are in full bloom.

Now the garden is brighter and more colorful, and a faint floral fragrance always lingers in the air.

With Schrödinger's self-control, Yu Jingmo didn't go to the side with the recliners, but stopped at the spot with the best view where there were no seats around.

Set up your easel under the shade of a tree and quickly immerse yourself in painting.

The dappled shadows of the trees fall on the ground, swaying in the wind, a scene of tranquility.

But sometimes history does repeat itself in surprising ways.

Yu Jingmo had only completed one-third of the painting of lush flowers when Butler Lin came looking for him.

"Madam, Ms. Qu is here again."

Yu Jingmo looked completely bewildered: "At the main gate?"

"Yes, they said they came specifically to apologize."

It sounds unbelievable, but upon closer inspection, it seems reasonable.

Yu Jingmo hesitated for a moment, then said, "I won't see her. Let her go back."

Qu Yuqiao might not know what happened to the Gu family, and Zhen Zhen is probably in trouble herself, so she doesn't have time to care about her.

After the person left, Yu Jingmo picked up his paintbrush again and continued until he finished the entire painting before finally stopping.

She put away her drawing paper; now she can go lie down on the recliner!

My butt had barely touched the recliner, and I hadn't even had a chance to lie down, when my phone rang again.

Upon seeing that it was Lin Hui calling, his initial anger immediately dissipated: "Have you heard any rumors?"

The man sitting at the desk paused, but didn't correct Yu Jingmo's statement. He chuckled and casually said, "I have some news. Shall we have lunch together?"

Hesitating for even a second is disrespectful to gossip.

Even though she knew this was someone's trick, Yu Jingmo quickly got ready and left so as not to waste her time watching the drama unfold.

When she arrived at the Lin Group building, Lin Hui was still in a meeting. She sat in the man's leather chair and spun around several times before finally waiting for him.

"What to eat?"

Lin Hui's cold and aloof expression softened instantly upon entering the office.

With long strides, he walked a few steps to the chair, scooped up Yu Jingmo and sat down, then placed her on his lap.

The whole movement was smooth and quick. Yu Jingmo came back to his senses and glanced at the door. Seeing that it was tightly closed, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She squeezed his eyelids shut and said, "Mr. Lin, please don't touch me in the office."

A slight smile appeared in Lin Hui's eyes: "Mrs. Lin, it's after get off work hours now. The office will be used as a rest room for the time being."

Yu Jingmo remained silent for a moment, then suddenly grabbed the man's neatly tied tie and pulled it down.

She smiled slightly at the handsome face so close to hers: "Where's your inside information?"

I'm thick-skinned, but I won't force myself; I'll just get straight to the point.

But people with thick skin are different.

As soon as she finished speaking, her lips felt a warmth.

The lower lip was bitten, and the details were carefully drawn.

After a long while, the faint sounds in the "temporary rest room" gradually disappeared.

Yu Jingmo turned his head away and took a deep breath.

Lin Hui's eyes were drawn to her fair neck, and his gaze darkened. Finally, he restrained himself and gave her a light kiss.

"I'm sorry, Madam, you were too close and I couldn't help myself."

Before Yu Jingmo could react, he quickly continued, "Let's go eat first, and talk while we eat."