The Lin family's dinner time was relatively early, and the dishes were put on time at six o'clock in the afternoon.

Lin Kaifeng was absent because of entertainment, and Jian Fangshu just helped put the dishes on the table when the door opened.

"Madam, Qingsong is back." Aunt Zhao pushed the door and welcomed Lin Qingsong in.

Lin Qingsong walked inside while uncuffing his cuffs, and when he entered the door, he saw Jian Fangshu standing in the restaurant.

"Why are you here?" Lin Qingsong asked with a twisted eyebrow.

Jian Fangshu was choked by his words, and Zhu Jinglan walked out with a plate of prawns: "Talk well, how did you talk to Xiao Shu?" ”

Lin Qingsong glanced at the dishes on the table, which were still all the seafood that Lin Xuedi liked.

"I've eaten," Lin Qingsong said lightly, "Mom, you can talk about things now, I'll have something to do later." ”

Jian Fangshu lowered his eyes and didn't speak, and put the food in his hand on the table.

Lin Qingsong didn't like Jian Fangshu's current state very much, he twisted his eyebrows and said, "Since my mother has a guest, then I'll come back another day." ”

When Lin Qingsong accepted the equity of the Zhu family, he found that the equity in the antique shop was no longer the hall of the Zhu family.

In the four years that Zhu Jinglan lost his soul for Lin Xuedi, there were two shareholders who installed their own people in the antique shop, and now it has reached a point where it cannot be ignored

Lin Qingsong actually came today to discuss this matter, but he saw Jian Fangshu here.

Obviously, Zhu Jinglan would not talk about the Zhu family's business in front of Jian Fangshu, so the reason for calling Lin Qingsong back was self-evident.

"Xiao Shu, sit down." Zhu Jinglan turned his head to look at Lin Qingsong, with a coldness in his voice, "It's rare for you to go home and sit down with me for a meal." ”

Lin Qingsong glanced at Aunt Zhao and Uncle Yang, the housekeeper, and both of them shook their heads at him to signal not to conflict with Zhu Jinglan.

In desperation, Lin Qingsong could only sit down.

Jian Fangshu didn't say a word at this time, and first stood up and scooped a bowl of chicken soup for Lin Qingsong.

"It was you who told me to talk about the remaining half of the Zhu family's equity," Lin Qingsong sat down and said, not touching the steaming bowl of chicken soup, which was unusually delicious, "It seems that today is not a good occasion either." ”

Jian Fang Shuquan didn't hear it, Zhu Jinglan sat in the first seat: "Dinner, it just so happens that Xiao Shu is also here, and you both live at home today." ”

Hearing Zhu Jinglan's words, even Jian Fangshu was stunned.

She subconsciously looked at Lin Qingsong, and sure enough, she saw the latter frowning, and her expression was already extremely displeased.

Lin Qingsong refused: "No, I still have something to do, since you want to gossip with Miss Jane, you can let Miss Jian stay for a while." I'm not convenient here either. ”

Jian Fangshu said: "Auntie, I also have to go to the hospital, so I can't accompany you today." ”

Zhu Jinglan took a bite of abalone and said unhurriedly: "It's all a family, Qingsong, your Uncle Jian is sick now, and you have to take care of Jian's affairs more." In this cultural cultivation competition, let Xiao Shu go to Fengjing with you, so that she can learn to manage some things. ”

Lin Qingsong twisted his eyebrows: "Mom, what are you talking about?" Jane's has nothing to do with the Zhu family or the Lin family, not to mention that it is not my turn to take care of it. ”

Lin Qingsong made up his mind to break with Jane's, if he took Jian Fangshu to do a cultural repair project at this time, he didn't know what the gossip would become.

Zhu Jinglan slowly took a sip of soup: "After that, you and Xiao Shu are also going to get married, and it is normal to take care of them now." Don't you help when your father-in-law is sick? ”

Lin Qing stood up with a sigh of relief, with a cold look in his eyes: "Mom, don't make this kind of joke." ”

"Are you kidding?" Zhu Jinglan glanced at him, "I'm not joking with you, you and Xiao Shu's childhood sweethearts were boyfriend and girlfriend before, and the two families are also world friends, and they know the roots." Isn't that what you wanted? ”

Zhu Jinglan's decisive tone completely angered Lin Qingsong, and he said: "You broke us up back then, and now you want to do it again?" ”

Zhu Jinglan calmed down: "The situation back then is different from now, now that you and Jane's marriage can integrate the shares of the Zhu family, not only can you restructure the creditor's rights, but also make the Zhu family work together, why not?" ”

Lin Qingsong snorted: "Then if things change in the future, do you want me to divorce?" Mom, I'm not Lin Xuedi, I won't let you slaughter me. ”

"Mom is for your own good." Zhu Jinglan said, "I wanted to die and live for Xiao Shu before, but now I don't have an opportunity for you to continue the frontier." This is a good thing at the right time, why are you so resistant? ”

Lin Qingsong's face turned blue, and he glanced at Jian Fangshu, who was silent: "You also agree?" ”

Jian Fangshu lowered his eyes as if he hadn't heard his question, stirring the chicken soup that was gradually getting colder in his hands.

Chicken soup with mountain ginseng is the only dish she can make.

When Lin Qingsong was in college, he was arrested by Lin Kaifeng to go to the branch for an internship, and he ate boxed lunches with the migrant workers on the construction site every day, and often couldn't eat because of the busy project.

Jian Fangshu felt sorry for his long-term irregular diet, and heard that pheasant soup could warm his stomach, so he asked the chef at home to learn how to stew chicken soup for several days.

Jian Fangshu has not touched the spring water with his fingers since he was a child, from cutting ginger, onions and garlic at the beginning to being able to make a whole pot of chicken soup later.

Lin Qingsong was so moved that he drank a whole pot of chicken soup at that time.

And tonight, he didn't even even look at the chicken soup.

The chicken broth was delicious, but he didn't need it anymore.

Seeing that Jian Fangshu was silent, Lin Qingsong asked again: "Jian Fangshu, do you really accept being arranged by them?" ”

Jian Fangshu was burned by his vision, looked up at him, and said in a somewhat dry tone: "My dad...... That's what my dad meant. ”

"Good, good." Lin Qingsong laughed angrily, "I originally thought I had made it clear to you yesterday, but it seems that you can't understand the words now?" ”

When Jian Fangshu heard this, his heart stabbed.

Even Aunt Zhao and Uncle Yang were stunned when they heard Lin Qingsong's cruel words, and then the two exchanged glances and silently exited the restaurant

Zhu Jinglan wrinkled her eyebrows: "Why are you talking so unscrupulously now?" You originally wanted to be with Xiao Shu, but now that I have fulfilled you, do you still have complaints? ”

"Mom, I said I already have a girlfriend." Lin Qingsong reiterated again.

Zhu Jinglan sneered: "That little lover? It's just a thing, do you really think she can enter the door of Zhu's house? ”

"Times are different now, there is no lintel high or low. What's more, what's the good of the family? It's just relying on the merits of the ancestors to do some business," Lin Qingsong said, "What's more, Ren Zixian was originally an expert in microbial pharmaceuticals, and her patents were hung in the company." The matter of this cultural cultivation competition is also her credit, if such a person is not qualified, then who else is qualified? ”