The sweetheart of a strong president

The hall of the Lin family manor was brightly lit. Crystal chandeliers cast dappled shadows on the marble floor, and the air was filled with the faint aroma of sandalwood and mellow red wine. This was a rare family dinner, celebrating the successful launch of the Lin Group's aircraft.

The aroma wafting from the kitchen is like an invisible ribbon, gently pulling the family members scattered in various rooms to the dining table.

On the long table, silver cutlery and hand-blown crystal glasses were placed alternately. In the center of the table was a plate of "Truffle Kurobuta Sashimi" specially made by a Michelin three-star chef. It was made with Japanese Kagoshima A5 Wagyu beef and French Pinot Noir truffles. The knife skills were as delicate as paper, the aroma was fragrant, and it was mouth-watering.

Mr. Lin helped Su Wan sit down slowly. The chef came out of the kitchen with a dish of steamed grouper. Mrs. Lin saw in the steam that Hansheng was helping his younger brother Linsheng adjust the angle of his chair. The little guy who always liked to sit crookedly now had eyes as bright as obsidian as he looked at the delicious food on the table, completely ignoring the children's tableware in front of him.

The maid said softly, "Young Master, do you want to eat first?"

Lobster stuffed with matsutake is his favorite - it uses Canadian deep-sea lobster and Yunnan high mountain matsutake, slow-cooked at low temperature to lock in the original flavor, and then uses matsutake juice to enhance the freshness, which tastes excellent.

He looked at the delicious food and swallowed his saliva, "But...but...I have to wait for Mom...Mom has a little sister in her belly..."

"Oh!" Su Wan shouted suddenly, and Lin Zihan broke out in a cold sweat: "What's wrong?" He panicked and didn't know where to put his hands.

"Baby, your kicks are so strong!" She said while stroking her belly, then turned to look at Lin Sheng, "Sister must have heard what you said."

Lin Zihan calmed down a little, put his hand on Su Wan's belly, and said: "Little guy, do you want to have a family dinner? When you come out, dad will give it to you."

"You are allowed to start work first today." Hansheng tapped his brother's nose with the tip of his chopsticks. With a smile in his clear voice, a young boy, he picked up some food for his brother.

Hansheng had just finished his monthly exam sprint, with a pen still pinned to the collar of his school uniform, but at this moment he was looking at his younger brother with his chin propped up like a real little adult.

Lin Sheng immediately straightened his back and wiped his soft little hands on his apron again and again.

"My classmates all say Dad's a real-life overlord!" Hansheng mimicked the exaggerated tone in the short video, his slender fingers tracing arcs in the air. "They say if Mom glances at a shop window one more time while shopping, the whole mall will be bought out the next day. Mom, can you tell me how many malls you own? Can you count them all?"

Su Wan looked at Lin Zihan in surprise and said, "Boss, why don't you explain?"

"Yes, I haven't counted how many there are."

"Really?!" Han Sheng was surprised. "Mom, is Dad really that domineering? A true overbearing CEO!"

Su Wan smiled calmly, "Your dad is teasing you!"

Little Z, who was standing by, overheard this and got excited: "Oh no! There's something important that hasn't been mentioned—the CEO has transferred all the family's real estate to his wife's name." She originally thought his wife knew about this.

"Mom, I'll buy it for you when I grow up." Lin Zihan said, patting his chest.

"Go away. What's your business? If you're going to buy it, it's for your wife. I'm buying it for my wife... Didn't Xiao Z tell you? The property rights of the mall are really in your name."

"Yes, yes, yes, Madam, Young Master, the CEO has transferred all the property to your name. You should have a home in the global mall alone."

"Wow! My mom is a real rich woman, Dad, so you are a pauper?"

"Dad is a pauper!" Lin Sheng also repeated it like his brother.

"No, no, no, I am the richest because I have your mother and you guys."

"The president is still very calculating!" Hansheng curled his lips.

"The president knows how to plan!" Lin Sheng repeated.

Su Wan was stunned, then she said slowly, "You made me bear so much, you want to trap me."

"Yeah, what, you still want to run away?"

Mr. Lin slowly and methodically helped his wife with a slice of tender beef. Looking up, his gaze was gentle. "Son, have they told you that the so-called 'domineering CEOs' remember every single dish their wives like?" His sleeve inadvertently revealed an old watch on his wrist, its wedding anniversary engraved on the back. Mrs. Lin's ears flushed. She reached out to cover his mouth, but it was too late. She could only watch helplessly as her eldest son's expression shifted.

Lin Sheng suddenly broke free from the restraints of the safety seat and climbed onto his brother's shoulders with his chubby little hands: "When my sister comes out, I will also take her to the mall and pick up some food for her."

His declaration, tinged with childishness, made everyone laugh until tears welled up in their eyes. Hansheng ruffled his brother's hair, and as he looked at his parents, his eyes held a mixture of youthful arrogance and a subtle tenderness—like the gradually brightening lights outside the window, illuminating the ordinary day with a brilliant, translucent light.

"Mom, people always say that rich men tend to change their minds. How did you make Dad be so devoted to you?" Hansheng asked.

Before Su Wan could say anything, Lin Zihan continued, "What do you mean I'm devoted to your mother, but your mother can't be devoted to me? Am I bad? Am I not handsome?"

Han Sheng laughed, "Is the president so narcissistic?"

"How can I be narcissistic?" Lin Zihan looked at Su Wan, "Tell me, are you completely devoted to me?" He smiled at Su Wan.

Su Wan said with a half-smile: "Yes, yes, considering my utter devotion to you, eat well."

"Dad, you're not bad, you're handsome, but don't forget, you're short of money!"

"Your mother doesn't care about money. She has money. This is the last thing she needs."

"Dad, you really deserve to be the president. I'm convinced." Hansheng seemed to have really figured out something.

"Dad, no wonder Mom chose you over Uncle Dai and Professor Zhang. You are the most special. If I were a woman, I would choose you too."

"I choose you!" Lin Shengxue's brother.

As they were talking and laughing, a slender dog with snow-white hair slowly walked down the stairs, with light steps and elegant posture, like a noble lady walking into the dining room.

It was the Lin family's pet—a purebred Afghan hound named "Arthur." With its satiny white coat, slender limbs, and slightly curled tail, its ears drooped and its eyes held a hint of noble reserve. It seemed to be infected by the atmosphere, wagging its head and tail.

"Arthur is here? Come on, sit next to me," Lin Sheng called out excitedly. He reached out and gently patted the cushion beside him, and Arthur jumped up lightly, lying quietly beside his legs, his eyes occasionally glancing at the delicious food on the table.

Su Wan said, "You two are just good at coaxing people. Let's talk about the real thing. I heard that you reached an agreement in less than two hours during this negotiation, which is twice as fast as the original plan."

"The other party actually wanted to back out a long time ago, but couldn't let go of his pride. I just handed him a ladder."

"You still understand human nature."

Lin Zihan took a sip of red wine and said, "People's hearts are the easiest to buy, as long as the price is right."

"So, you gave my property to me." Su Wan mocked him.

"Nonsense, your heart is priceless, no amount of money can buy it, your love for me is absolutely pure."

Su Wan picked up the drink and said, "Cheers to pure love." She touched his glass.

"Cheers to pure love!" The little one who mimicked him also joined in the fun, "Brother, cheers to pure love!"

Han Sheng thought: This kid is so stupid and he really knows how to pretend to be stupid!

Other dishes served afterwards included "Abalone with Goose Feet", "Wagyu Beef in Three Ways", "Gold Foil Caviar Pasta", etc. Each dish was as exquisite as a work of art, with exquisite presentation and visually impactful color combinations.

The nanny brought dog food, and Lin Sheng yelled, "What kind of food is this?"

The nanny chuckled, "This is custom dog food, with beef bone broth and salmon puree."

"Arthur can be considered the 'eldest son' in our family, so naturally he is treated differently. I didn't even have this kind of treatment when I was a child." Hansheng pretended to be indignant.

Arthur seemed to understand, raised his head slightly, and made a soft "woo" sound, which seemed like a response, but also like a coquettish act.

Su Wan and Lin Zihan looked at each other meaningfully.

"You're blaming me for not being a good father. I'm going to reflect on this."

"I'm not a good father!" said Lin Sheng.

"You joined in the fun, but I didn't treat you unfairly." Lin Zihan said to Lin Sheng, and Lin Sheng chuckled at him.

After three rounds of drinking, Lin Zihan was a little drunk and a little unruly. The look in his eyes when he looked at Su Wan was not right. Su Wan quickly ordered the male servant to take him away.

As soon as the manservant left, Lin Zihan hugged Su Wan, "Hug me, honey!" He clearly wanted to hug her tightly, but thinking of her pregnant belly, he restrained himself and gently embraced her. Su Wan put her arms around his waist, "Okay, go to sleep. Wash up after you sober up."

He lay down obediently, holding her hand until he fell asleep.