There was no emotion on Lin Yiran's face.
The hands behind them are tightly clasped together.
She knew that the Lin Group had long since no longer belonged to the Lin family.
What qualifications do you have to return to the Lin Group?
Li Hanxuan saw Lin Yiran's pain: "You don't want to see the Lin Group fall into the hands of others, right? I have sorted out the General Manager's office for you, not to please you, but Lin Group will return it to you sooner or later."
Li Hanxuan said every sentence and every word simply.
He knew that Lin Yiran was looking for a studio recently, and he knew in his heart that Lin Yiran would not give up his favorite clothing design easily.
As he said, the Lin Group will return it to Lin Yiran sooner or later.
It’s better to give Lin Yiran back to her when she just needs her.
Lin Yiran was a little surprised: "What do you mean?"
Li Hanxuan didn't want the relationship between himself and Lin Yiran to appear too unfamiliar. He lowered his eyes and said a little humble tone: "Don't look for a studio. Go back to the Lin Group. You should always have enough strength to fight against people you hate..."
Lin Yiran hesitated.
The atmosphere between her and Li Hanxuan gradually eased.
Li Hanxuan knew her weaknesses clearly and the softest part in her heart.
He knew that Lin Yiran was pulling his heart left and right at this moment.
When Lin Yiran was hesitating, Li Hanxuan decided to make the final blow: "You are not the only one, but also Lin Xikai."
Lin Yiran pondered for a moment, raised her eyes and looked at Li Hanxuan sincerely and seriously: "Give me two days, I'll think about it."
"Okay, have a meal." Li Hanxuan curled a smile on the corner of his lips, obviously very satisfied with Lin Yiran's answer.
Lin Xikai, who was eating alone in the restaurant, smiled a few times when he saw Li Hanxuan, quickly picked up a pair of chopsticks and handed it to Li Hanxuan: "Uncle, eat!"
Li Hanxuan stood there in a daze. Lin Xikai's smile was too familiar. Perhaps it was because of the fact that he was too similar to Lin Yiran, which made him stop.
He glanced at Lin Xikai, then turned to look at Lin Yiran.
The smiles of the mother and son were simply carved out of the same mold.
Li Hanxuan walked in, took the chopsticks handed over by Lin Xikai, raised his hand and pinched Lin Xikai's cheek.
Since I couldn't touch his mother, I could only pinch Lin Xikai's cheek.
Seeing his parents sitting at a dining table, Lin Xikai always had a smile on his face. He took a sip of the soup and couldn't wait to praise Lin Yiran's skills: "Uncle, the egg soup made by his mother is very delicious, right?"
Li Hanxuan smiled and cooperated: "Well, it's really delicious."
Lin Yiran looked at the unmoved egg soup in front of Li Hanxuan, and couldn't help rolling her eyes: "Have you drunk it?"
She had never seen such a hypocritical person.
Praise is even more hypocritical.
Li Hanxuan took a sip of the soup calmly and praised it sincerely again: "It's delicious."
Lin Yiran got up and poured a glass of juice. The moment she picked up the juice, the doorbell rang.
The movements on her hands paused, and she frowned and walked to the door: "Who is it?"
Qin Kexin's voice was straightforward and clear: "I! I'm here to listen to gossip!"
Lin Yiran subconsciously covered her mouth and opened the door a second before Qin Kexin picked up Li Hanxuan and Li Xiaonan.
After pulling Qin Kexin into the room, Qin Kexin put away what she wanted to say and touched her hair awkwardly: "Li...Mr. Li is here too!"

Chapter completed!