How many loves can be relived in the story of a devoted CEO pursuing his wife?

"Hehe, your Uncle Zeng came over today, and we were thinking that it's time to put your marriage with Ziyan on the agenda." Lin Zhicheng took a sip of tea and glanced at his son.

Zeng Fan had a daughter late in life, and he knew that Zeng Fan had long been interested in Lin Xuedong. He hoped to win over this promising son-in-law, and the Lin family also had a good impression of Zeng Ziyan.

It would be such a waste to watch such a large Zeng family enterprise fall into the hands of others.

Therefore, the marriage alliance was highly advantageous to the strategic positioning of both families. However, he never expected that his son would so resolutely oppose it.

In wealthy families like theirs, with their status and influence, aren't marriages always between people of similar social standing?

Over the years, I've never seen him with a wife and children. Other people's families are all thriving, with kids everywhere.

But what about him? He's always all alone...

Sigh, it really worries him and Xie Xue a lot.

"Dad, I have my own plans for this, so please don't interfere. Okay?" Lin Xuedong retorted bluntly. How many times had he said these words to them privately? Why were they still targeting him?

"You!" Lin Zhicheng was furious; this kid often disobeyed him over this matter.

"Uncle Zeng, Ziyan and I have already discussed this matter. We are not suitable for each other."

Lin Xuedong, with an open and honest heart, respectfully poured tea for Zeng Fan, his tone calm and firm. "Now, taking this opportunity, I'll speak frankly to your face. If my previous actions or statements caused any misunderstanding, I hope you will forgive me, Uncle Zeng."

"This..." Zeng Fan admired the young man before him, but matters between men and women are not something outsiders can easily comment on. Now, even his father couldn't get a pleasant look from him, which was quite awkward. It was a case of the goddess having a dream but the king having no interest.

Lin Xuedong smiled calmly. He hadn't originally intended to embarrass them. But since things were still unclear, he decided to get straight to the point. "Ziyan is a good girl. This is my own problem, so let's not delay her."

Seeing Zeng Fan's troubled expression, and his son's resolute and uncompromising stance, Lin Zhicheng could only laugh along. "Hehe, Zeng Fan, it seems we've fallen behind these younger generation. Why don't we just let them talk it over?"

"We'll see," Zeng Fan sighed, and didn't press the matter further.

Since his wife passed away early, he only has one daughter, Zeng Ziyan, whom he cherishes dearly. If she hadn't always been in love with Lin Xuedong, would she still be unmarried at nearly 29?

However, what he valued was Lin Xuedong's personal abilities and the Lin family's substantial strength.

The marriage would be beneficial to both families; perhaps he should take the time to investigate the real reason for his refusal before making any further plans.

After a brief incident in the study, to avoid further embarrassment, Zeng Fan didn't stay for dinner. He found an excuse and left the Lin family mansion with Zeng Ziyan.

The atmosphere inside the restaurant was a bit tense.

Lin Zhicheng looked grave, and Xie Xue sensed the tense atmosphere between him and his son. Seeing the Zeng father and daughter leave awkwardly, she suspected her son might have stirred up trouble again.

She wanted to find out the root of the problem. Every time they talked, the talks fell apart because of Lin Xuedong's refusals, and she was anxious about it.

So, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and speak up. "Adong, can we tell Mom and Dad what the reason is?"

Lin Lan, sitting next to Xie Xue, paused, her chopsticks poised to pick up some food. She instinctively looked up at Lin Xuedong sitting across the table, and felt as if she'd been punched in the chest.

Even though she knew the reason, her heart still ached uncontrollably whenever she heard him admit that he had fallen in love with someone else.

Lin Zhicheng put down his chopsticks and frowned. He gave his son a deep look, his tone somewhat sharp. "What you said to your Uncle Zeng just now was too harsh. I said that all these years, I haven't seen any decent women around you. Ziyan is such a well-behaved and sensible girl, with a good family background, why isn't she suitable for you?"

“I don’t love her.” Lin Xuedong took out a tissue and elegantly wiped his mouth.

"What's this about love and hate? Feelings can be cultivated. You haven't even tried, so how can you be so judgmental?" Xie Xue was displeased; women's mouths are always sharp. "You're almost forty, way past the age of romance, aren't you? And what have you been doing all these years? Can't you consider your parents' feelings? Can't you actually settle down and have a child for us?"

“Dad, Mom, don’t rush, let’s not get angry, let’s talk to my brother properly. I believe in him, he will have his own plans.” Every time the talks were about to break down, Lin Lan would consciously step in to give them a break.

Since her son rarely comes home, Xie Xue naturally doesn't hold back in giving him a good lecture.

What's more, he had just been having a good chat with Zeng Ziyan when he ruined the whole dinner.

"What could he possibly be planning? Fine, since the problem is that you don't like Ziyan, then I'll go and find a few more girls for you to choose from. That should work, right?"

Lin Xuedong paused, his eyes fixed on his mother with a cold gaze, about to speak.

Lin Zhicheng immediately countered, "No, I recognize Ziyan!"

"..."

In an instant, three pairs of eyes turned to Lin Zhicheng.

"Dad, I think you're the one stirring things up, aren't you?" Lin Xuedong was incredibly annoyed. He had originally intended to reveal Liu Sisi's affair. But it seemed they were too obsessed with the Zeng family and Zeng Ziyan. Now wasn't the best time to announce it; he had to infiltrate slowly and proceed gradually.

"You!" Lin Zhicheng was so angry he choked on his words. He stood up, supporting himself on the table with one hand, and patted his chest with the other to calm himself down, still glaring at him and yelling, "You won't be satisfied until you've driven me to my death, will you?"

"Oh dear, Lao Lin, be careful, speak slowly." Xie Xue's heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly stood up, supporting her husband and gently comforting him.

Lin Lan quickly got up, poured Lin Zhicheng a glass of warm water, and coaxed him, "Dad, don't be angry, have some water first."

"Lanlan, you're the best girl." Lin Zhicheng smiled slightly, took the cup, and took a sip.

Lin Lan smiled and said nothing more. They had been putting on this act almost every time they met for the past six months.

"That's enough," Lin Xuedong said casually, his eyes bright and clear. Watching his parents' wailing and crying, he was truly at a loss for words.

“Dad, the Lin family doesn’t need to rely on marriage alliances to rise to power now, so stop worrying about it.” He sighed, looking at his exasperated parents, and spoke calmly. “I have plans for what you’re concerned about. When the time is right, I will give you a satisfactory answer. In short, Zeng Ziyan and I have no chance. Just as I said in the study, I will not delay that young lady.”

"Ha~, a satisfactory answer? You don't want Ziyan, you don't look for anyone else, and you don't even have a decent one by your side. Son, how satisfactory can this so-called answer be? And how many years and months are we going to have to wait for it, huh?" Xie Xue looked at him as if he was saying whatever he wanted, and snorted twice, her voice carrying a hint of sarcasm.

"Mom, Dad, please give me a little more time. Please believe me," Lin Xuedong said to them firmly.

Upon hearing this, Lin Zhicheng and Xie Xue both frowned and looked at each other in bewilderment.

My son's words echoed in my mind... He said there was no future with Zeng Ziyan, and that he would give them a satisfactory answer?

Lin Lan's voice timely interrupted their confusion. "Yes, Dad, Mom, please give my brother a little more time."

"Lanlan, do you know something?"

"Ah Dong, what are you doing?"

Two voices rang out almost simultaneously; it was Xie Xue and Lin Zhicheng. Suddenly, they realized how little they knew about their son.

Lin Lan smiled, spread her palms, shrugged, and gave a "I guessed" look.

"In short, don't get involved in my affairs anymore. I'll try my best to give you good news within six months." Lin Xuedong slowly stood up, walked to his father's side, and gently placed his hand on his shoulder. A beautiful smile curved his lips as he calmly said to him.

After saying that, he glanced at Xie Xue and Lin Lan with a smile, then waved his hand. "I'm leaving now. Call me if you need anything."

Lin Xuedong didn't care what their reaction would be and left the Lin family mansion directly.

At this moment, all he wanted was to rush back to his and Liu Sisi's love nest. He finally understood what it meant to be eager to return home; his newlywed wife was right there with them.

Xie Xue was the first to react, grabbing Lin Lan and asking, "Does your brother have someone else?"

"Mom, I don't know either. He's always so secretive." Lin Lan naturally wouldn't tell them, nor should she.

Recalling Lin Xuedong's composure and nonchalant demeanor as he calmly made the six-month agreement, a sense of loss welled up in her eyes. She knew all too well where the man's confidence and assurance came from.