She abandoned her husband first, then her children, and was ecstatic after the divorce.

With doubts arising in her mind, Zhou Lan's eyes darted around, and she suddenly put on a kind smile.

“It’s not easy for Miss Jiang to come all this way. I’ll have to rely on you a lot for my grandson in the future. Today is a good day, Miss Jiang, don’t rush to class, have a simple meal first.”

Lin Qingran remained calm and composed, nodding slightly as she accepted Zhou Lan's invitation.

She knew in her heart that this meal would not be easy, but she was not afraid at all.

The more the enemy probes, the more composed she must be in responding.

The group moved to the restaurant, but the atmosphere was unusually heavy.

Lin Yuyan stared intently at Lin Qingran, her eyes filled with jealousy and vigilance.

Fu Xiuheng sat to the side, his expression complicated, his gaze frequently falling on Lin Qingran.

Zhou Lan broke the silence first, "Miss Jiang, I wonder if you have any special experiences as a disciple of Master Jiang?"

Lin Qingran gracefully put down her cutlery and replied with a smile, "Thanks to my mentor's guidance, these are just ordinary stories from my painting career."

Lin Yuyan snorted coldly, "Miss Jiang's temperament is truly unique. Anyone who didn't know better would think she was a rich young lady from some noble family."

Lin Qingran replied calmly, "Miss Lin, you flatter me. I am just an ordinary painter."

Fu Xingze was brought over by the nanny, and the little guy's eyes lit up the moment he saw Lin Qingran.

He broke free from the nanny's hand, ran to Lin Qingran's side, and called out in a childish voice, "Mommy!"

This sound stunned everyone present.

Lin Yuyan's expression changed drastically, and she hurriedly stepped forward to pull Fu Xingze away, "Xingze, don't call her that, this isn't Mom."

Fu Xingze stubbornly shook his head, "She is my mother, I recognize her."

Lin Qingran's heart softened, but her expression remained indifferent.

She gently pushed Fu Xingze away, "Little boy, you've mistaken me for someone else."

Fu Xiuheng watched this scene with mixed feelings.

The woman in front of him handled these situations with ease, unlike Lin Qingran at all.

Faced with Jiang Jiuge, who looked remarkably like Lin Qingran, he was also somewhat uncertain.

Zhou Lan frowned, looking at Fu Xingze and Lin Qingran, her doubts growing stronger.

She tried to find a flaw in Lin Qingran's expression, but Lin Qingran remained calm and composed.

Seeing Lin Qingran's indifference, Lin Yuyan's anger intensified.

She clung tightly to Fu Xiuheng's arm, as if asserting her ownership, and said, "Miss Jiang, Brother Xiuheng is so good to me, and our wedding is already being planned. You must teach Xingze a lot so he can be happy for our wedding too."

Lin Qingran slightly raised the corners of her mouth, revealing a faint smile, and said.

"Congratulations, Miss Lin. However, I am just a tutor. I should just do my job well. As for other things, I dare not meddle."

As Zhou Lan watched the two exchange words, she secretly made her own plans.

She cleared her throat and said, "Miss Jiang, your temperament and talent are truly admirable. However, marriage is a matter of fate. My daughter and Xiu Heng grew up together and have a deep bond. Their union is what everyone hopes for."

Lin Qingran gently put down her cutlery and said in a humble yet assertive manner.

“Madam is right, marriage does require fate. But I’m not interested in these things. I’m here only to teach the young master to paint.”

Seeing that Lin Qingran was unmoved by reason, Lin Yuyan grew increasingly anxious. She rolled her eyes and said again.

"Miss Jiang, you're so outstanding, don't you have someone you like? Or is there some unspeakable reason you're having trouble telling us?"

Lin Qingran's eyes turned cold as she said, "Miss Lin, this is my private matter, and I don't want to answer it. Moreover, I don't think it's appropriate to discuss these things in this setting."

Seeing that Lin Yuyan was somewhat out of sorts, Zhou Lan quickly smoothed things over, "Alright, alright, let's not talk about this anymore. Miss Jiang, what do you think of Xingze?"

Lin Qingran glanced at Fu Xingze and said, "Young Master is very smart and talented. I believe that with proper guidance, he will definitely make great progress."

Zhou Lan changed the subject, but Lin Yuyan seemed to have lost her mind and suddenly turned to Fu Xiuheng, saying coquettishly.

"Brother Xiuheng, look at Miss Jiang, she doesn't seem to care about our affairs at all. But then again, someone as outstanding as Miss Jiang must have many suitors."

Fu Xiuheng frowned but did not respond to Lin Yuyan's words.

His gaze remained fixed on Lin Qingran, trying to discern something from her expression.

Lin Qingran sneered inwardly.

She really couldn't understand why Lin Yuyan kept provoking her.

Was it to test whether he was Lin Qingran, who had died long ago, and then watch the family of three reunite?

Ha... that's just insane.

Lin Qingran smiled slightly, gracefully put down her cutlery, and slowly said, "Miss Lin is joking. I am married, and my relationship with my husband has always been very good."

As she spoke, Lin Qingran turned to look at Bo Ye.

Susukino, as if struck by a sudden inspiration, gently placed his hand on the back of Lin Qingran's hand, looking at him with deep affection in his eyes.

Fu Xiuheng's face darkened immediately, while Bo Ye glanced at Fu Xiuheng indifferently without saying a word, but his eyes were full of provocation.

As Zhou Lan observed the undercurrents among the group, her doubts deepened.

She began, "Miss Jiang, you and my daughter look so alike, what a coincidence! Do you have any sisters, Miss Jiang?"

Lin Qingran remained calm and replied, "Madam is joking. I am just an orphan who was fortunate enough to be taken in by my teacher and took the surname Jiang. I have no brothers or sisters. It is only a coincidence that your daughter and I look alike."

“Miss Jiang is really lucky,” Lin Yuyan suddenly said.

Lin Qingran raised an eyebrow and saw Lin Yuyan staring at her intently, her smile full of ill intent.

"Speaking of which, my sister also grew up away from home. It breaks my heart whenever I think about it."

Lin Yuyan wiped away non-existent tears from the corners of her eyes, then changed the subject.

"But ever since my sister was found, we have been trying our best to make up for the ways she has changed over the years. For this reason, my brother Xiuheng broke off his engagement with me, married my sister, and had children with her. But my sister is too ungrateful and always treats me as an imaginary enemy. She even argued with my brother Xiuheng because of this when she was giving birth. Not only did she have a difficult childbirth, but the baby also died in the womb."

Lin Yuyan looked sad, but her eyes and brows betrayed her calculation as she asked Lin Qingran a pointed question.

"Miss Jiang, do you think my sister is being too greedy?"

Bo Ye immediately sat up straight, glaring angrily at Lin Yuyan. Just as he was about to rebuke her, a soft little hand suddenly landed on the back of his hand.

Bo Ye looked up and saw Lin Qingran with a calm expression, speaking with a faint smile.

"I've been busy with work all these years and don't know much about what's happening in Beijing."

"But I believe that people have many faces and different perspectives. Perhaps you, Miss Lin, have misunderstood, or perhaps your sister's true feelings about these matters are different from what others see. Who knows!"

Lin Yuyan's face was noticeably gloomy, but Lin Qingran smiled slightly.

"However, Miss Lin, you still mention your sister, so you must miss her. But sometimes, not discussing the deceased is also a form of respect, isn't it?"

After repeatedly provoking her, only to be thwarted each time, Lin Yuyan finally shut her mouth.

But when she turned her head, she saw Fu Xiuheng staring at Lin Qingran, and she became even more jealous.

While Fu Xiuheng went outside to answer a phone call, Lin Yuyan followed him out.

She tugged at Fu Xiuheng's arm and said coquettishly, "Brother Xiuheng, why are you staring at her? Do you have feelings for her?"