102 Lu Yan's Mother
Seeing Lu Jin leave quickly, Lin Yin asked Lu Yan, Does Auntie usually like to cook?
Lu Yan shook her head and explained, How is that possible? My mother is very busy with work all day. She only cooks in the kitchen when she's happy. Lu Yan's expression was a little awkward. She thought for a moment and whispered to Lin Yin, She's happy but the servants at home are miserable. They're on tenterhooks and have to clean up the kitchen.
Lin Yin followed Lu Yan to the kitchen near the garden.
I don't believe that cooking is so difficult!
An impatient female voice came from the kitchen.
Let's not do it for now. Yan Yan's friend is already here. Come with me to meet her first. Lu Jin's voice was very gentle and his attitude was very patient.
Mom, Lin Yin is here. Lu Yan shouted into the kitchen.
Lin Yin saw a young woman with shoulder-length hair walk out of the kitchen.
Hello, Auntie. Lin Yin nodded slightly at the woman. She could tell that the woman in front of her had taken good care of herself. She looked like she was in her late twenties, but her aura was a little strong.
She was wearing a fashionable and elegant black tight dress. Her lips were red, and her eyes were a little stern.
You're Lin Yin. You're so beautiful. This was the first time Ren Xue had seen Lin Yin. She felt that there was a magical power about her that made one want to understand her.
Thank you, Auntie. You're also very beautiful. You look like Lu Yan's sister. Lin Yin praised Ren Xue politely.
However, she heard Ren Xue say mysteriously, I'm her stepmother to begin with. It's normal for me to be young.
Lin Yin was a little stunned by the woman's words. She heard Lu Yan say helplessly, Mom, stop fooling around.
Lu Jin also explained to Lin Yin, Little Yin, don't mind her. Lu Yan's mother usually likes to joke.
It's fine. I like Auntie's personality very much. Lin Yin looked at the completely different couple in front of her and was a little curious about the story between them.
That's right. Come, Little Yin. Let's talk. Don't worry about them. Ren Xue warmly held Lin Yin's arm and pulled her towards the hall.
Looking at Ren Xue leave, Lu Jin said helplessly to Lu Yan, I'll go see how the food is prepared. Go and see your mother. Don't scare Lin Yin.
Don't worry, Dad. I can't even scare Lin Yin. She's very accepting. Lu Yan saw her father's troubled expression and pulled him back. Let's go. I'll go with you to take a look. We'll call them for dinner later.
On the other side, Ren Xue led Lin Yin to the sofa. Little Yin, are you interested in being a model? Ren Xue looked at Lin Yin's exquisite facial features with admiration.
Auntie, I'm still in school. Lin Yin was a little curious about Ren Xue's job. She didn't look like a full-time housewife or an elite in the workplace. Are you a model?
No, I'm a fashion designer. Ren Xue picked up a golden business card from the table and handed it to Lin Yin with a smile.
Lin Yin glanced at the business card and read the name on it in surprise. You're the French designer, AVY!
Ren Xue was also a little surprised that Lin Yin had heard of her. How did you know? I haven't been in the limelight since I returned to the country.
Lin Yin knew about AVY because in her previous life, this designer who had returned from France had held a fashion exhibition that shocked both their country and the world. Her designs were exaggerated and bold, and her style was unique, attracting a lot of attention.
I like your design style very much. Lin Yin knew that Ren Xue had yet to hold the fashion show that made her famous, so she could only explain it like this.
Really? Ren Xue was very happy and sat closer to Lin Yin. I liked you the moment I saw you. It seems like we're quite fated.
Lin Yin realized that she was very casual with Ren Xue and she was more like a friend than an elder. She recalled Lu Yan's previous words and asked in confusion, I heard Lu Yan mention that you don't seem to accept her dressing style?
Lin Yin paused and noticed Ren Xue's slight frown. She continued to ask, You don't look like an old-fashioned parent. Why are you so resistant to her dressing?
Ren Xue straightened up slightly and placed her hands with black nails on the coffee table. Her bright red lips parted slightly. She doesn't like to dress like that at all. I don't know what triggered her, but she burned all those beautiful princess dresses overnight. Looking at her current appearance, it doesn't suit her at all.