"Not at all." Jiang Shuqin patted Lin Qingwan's hand.
Her gaze swept over her three daughters and Lin Li, her face brimming with joy.
With these children by her side, she truly felt blessed.
If only Li'er were her own flesh and blood.
Lin Xuan was the biggest stain on her life.
"Wan'er, Yan'er, Xiu'er, Li'er—you siblings must support and look out for each other, understand?" Jiang Shuqin reminded them.
Lin Li replied, "Mom, don’t worry. We will."
The three Lin sisters also nodded in agreement.
"Dad." Lin Qingwan noticed Lin Chang preparing to leave and asked, "Where are you going?"
Lin Chang avoided her gaze. "I have some business to attend to outside."
Today was Wang Yajun's birthday, and he wanted to spend time with her.
"Dad, Mom cooked today. Won’t you eat with us?" Lin Qingwan pressed.
"No, I have urgent matters to handle. Don’t wait for me—just eat without me," Lin Chang said.
Jiang Shuqin's cooking was terrible, yet she insisted on doing it.
He had no intention of staying home to suffer through another unbearable meal.
As Lin Chang turned to leave,
Jiang Shuqin crossed her arms and sneered, "I doubt it’s 'urgent business.' More like rushing off to meet one of your mistresses."
Lin Chang, caught off guard, flushed with anger. "Jiang Shuqin, what nonsense are you spouting?"
Jiang Shuqin replied coldly, "Lin Chang, we’ve been married for decades. Did you really think I wouldn’t notice? You’re going to visit Wang Yajun in prison, aren’t you?"
Back then, she’d been blinded by love, unable to see Lin Chang for who he was.
But now, she saw everything clearly.
"Today’s Wang Yajun’s birthday, isn’t it? You’re going to celebrate with her," Jiang Shuqin stated firmly.
Lin Qingwan frowned. "Dad, is what Mom said true?"
"I’m not!" Lin Chang snapped at Lin Qingwan.
His outburst startled the three Lin sisters.
"You’re always paranoid, making baseless accusations. It’s ridiculous."
With a cold remark, Lin Chang stormed out.
"Mom, are you okay?" Lin Qingwan asked worriedly.
Jiang Shuqin forced a faint smile.
"The moment Lin Chang kept cheating on me, our marriage was over. But I have Li'er and you three—that’s enough for me."
Li'er and her daughters were her only true support now.
After leaving the Lin residence, Lin Chang went straight to the prison.
"Brother Lin Chang." Wang Yajun’s eyes lit up with excitement.
"You finally came to see me. It’s been months—I thought you’d forgotten about me." Her voice dripped with affection.
"Jun'er, you’re the woman I love most. How could I forget you?"
Lin Chang sighed. "But the company’s been in trouble lately. I couldn’t get away."
Wang Yajun’s heart skipped a beat. "What happened to the company?"
Lin Chang clenched his fists, his voice heavy. "Lin Xuan destroyed it."
"What?" Wang Yajun’s eyes widened in shock.
She’d worked so hard to cozy up to Lin Chang just so Li'er could inherit Starlight Group.
And now, she was being told the company had collapsed…
"Brother Lin Chang, how could this happen? How could Lin Xuan bring down such a massive company?" Wang Yajun asked, baffled.
Lin Chang gritted his teeth. "It was Lin Xuan—he set a trap, and we fell right into it."
The game "King’s Glory" had been Lin Xuan’s scheme.
Without it, the company might’ve just struggled financially—not outright collapsed.
"Brother Lin Chang, did you lose all your money trying to save the company?" Wang Yajun asked anxiously.
Lin Chang shook his head. "No. Once I realized Lin Xuan had planned everything, I stopped pouring money into it."
"That’s good." Wang Yajun exhaled in relief.
As long as Lin Chang still had money, Li'er could live comfortably.
Li'er could even start his own business. Once she got out of prison, she could still enjoy a life of luxury.
"Brother Lin Chang," Wang Yajun said, "Li'er is very capable. If he has enough capital to start a business, he’ll definitely make a comeback."
"Mm."
Lin Chang nodded. He believed the same.
Li'er would rise again someday.
After all, the fortune-teller had personally declared Li'er a lucky star.
"Brother Lin Chang," Wang Yajun urged, "Promise me you’ll take good care of Li'er. If he starts a business, you must support him unconditionally."
Lin Chang nodded. "Don’t worry. I will. He’s my heir—I’ll make sure he’s well-prepared."
"With your promise, I can rest easy." Wang Yajun smiled in relief.
"Time’s up," a prison officer announced.
"Brother Lin Chang, wait for me. I’ll be out soon." Wang Yajun reluctantly hung up the phone.
Now, she could only hope Lin Li would succeed quickly and get her out of this wretched place.
She’d had enough of prison life.
After leaving the prison, Lin Chang went to meet his second mistress.
Now that he and Jiang Shuqin had laid everything bare, he didn’t even bother hiding his affairs anymore.
Su Residence.
Lin Xuan changed into a black suit.
Stepping out of the bathroom,
Su Hua, who had been flipping through a magazine on the couch, glanced up and frowned at his attire.
Lin Xuan approached her. "Hua Bao, what do you think of this outfit?"
Su Hua replied flatly, "Not great."
"Alright, I’ll change again."
Lin Xuan swapped into a sapphire-blue suit.
Su Hua shook her head again. "No."
The way A-Xuan wore it—tall, broad-shouldered, effortlessly handsome—
Would undoubtedly attract too many admiring gazes.
She didn’t want anyone else seeing him like this.
Lin Xuan muttered, "Really? I thought it looked fine."
Su Hua arched a delicate brow. "A-Xuan, are you doubting my taste now?"
"No, no," Lin Xuan quickly backtracked.
"If Hua Bao says it’s no good, then it’s no good. I’ll change again."
Back to the bathroom he went.
Yet, not a single outfit met Su Hua’s approval.
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