Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

The phone finally rang Lin Changqing's voice.

"Hey, my dear daughter, you are finally willing to call your father."

Lin still had a low voice, "I don't have time to talk nonsense with you, what happened to the dinner tonight?"

Hearing Lin Yiran's aggressive attitude, just when Lin Changqing was about to start scolding, he suddenly heard about the meal, and paused for a moment, a little astonished.

After reacting, Lin Changqing was overjoyed, his face changed, and he was so happy that he spit out the cigar from his mouth.

"Did Yijing call you? How was your chat?"

Lin still sneered and asked back: "It's so dear,

What do you want to talk about. "

"You child, can't you speak well when I ask you?"

Lin Changqing didn't care about Lin Yiran's aggressive tone at all. All he cared about now was whether the Pan family and the Lin family could get married.

If Lin Yiran has a relationship with that son of the Pan family, then the Lin family is really about to climb into the upper class.

Lin Qingmo felt extremely excited when he thought about those drunken and rich lives.

Lin still stood quietly, his eyes full of sorrow.

On the other side of the phone, Lin Changqing was chirping, his tone was very excited.

"Still, let me tell you, this is the opportunity I managed to win for you to have a meal with Master Pan. He is so busy all day long, and he is willing to take time out to have dinner with you. You should cherish it This time, try to fight for opportunities for the company, don't screw me up, do you hear me?"

Lin still smiled wryly, "Dad, have you ever asked my opinion? Do you know that I want to go?"

Lin Changqing spoke in a very fierce tone: "Isn't this a great thing, what else is there to be willing or not."

"You are just like your mother, hypocritical!"

Lin still held back the tears that were about to shed, and said word by word: "Please respect my mother."

Lin Chang blew his beard and stared angrily, "It's really kind of you to ask me to apologize to your mother."

"Lin Changqing, let me tell you clearly, my mother is not something you can insult."

"I won't go to the dinner party, and I won't have any other relationship with that Pan Yijing, so stop your daydreams."

As soon as Lin Yiran finished speaking, Lin Changqing's distraught voice came through the phone.

"Rebellious girl, do you want to rebel!"

Lin still had a clear voice, "I've made it very clear, I don't like the Pan family."

"I'm not a stepping stone for you to climb up to a famous family, don't think about it."

After Lin Yiran finished speaking, Lin Changqing was furious.

"You have to go to that dinner party for everything you say today, do you hear me? Ah!"

Lin's voice was still flat and outrageous.

"I won't go, you can do whatever you want."

"You have to go no matter what you say today!"

For a while, the father and daughter did not let anyone else, and they were in a stalemate.

Lin still pursed his lips with a cold expression.

But Lin Changqing on the other side of the phone was so angry that his face turned red.

Finally, the secretary next to Lin Changqing couldn't bear it anymore.

"Boss Lin, let me persuade Miss Lin."

Hearing the secretary's coquettish voice, Lin Changqing's face softened a lot, and he handed the phone directly to the secretary.

But Lin Yiran naturally heard what the secretary said, and didn't say anything.

After answering the phone, the secretary said coquettishly, "I'm Mr. Lin's secretary, miss, I didn't mean you, you really don't know what to do."

Lin still sneered: "Secretary? Which one? To tell you the truth, my dad doesn't even know how many secretaries he has changed.

Hearing this, the secretary was immediately annoyed.

Seeing that she couldn't be coaxed no matter how hard she tried, the secretary also got angry and quit.

Handing the phone to Lin Changqing, Lin could still clearly hear the secretary's delicate voice.

"Boss Lin, look at Missy, it's so disrespectful."

"Okay, okay, let's stop making trouble."

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