Quick Wear: The female supporting role saves the luck of the male supporting role and loses himself

Chapter 591: The Hot-tempered Young Wife Captures the Warm-hearted and Handsome Factory Director 39

An appreciation flashed in the old man's eyes for Lin Yi's reaction. Under his sharp gaze, even the most outstanding junior in the Pei family was inevitably nervous. The seemingly weak woman in front of him could be so calm.

"With Jingping's ability and family background, even in our city, I can't find many people who are worthy of him. Since he chose you, I have no objection."

The old man looked at Lin Yi deeply, then continued slowly, his voice low and majestic, "It is because of the conflict with his family that Jingping exiled himself for so long. Now it is time for him to return home. As his wife, you should persuade him to make the right choice. What do you think?"

When he said this, his hawk-like eyes were fixed on Lin Yi, as if Lin Yi would face the most severe judgment if she gave a bad answer.

Lin Yi secretly laughed. He had clearly come to ask her to persuade Pei Jingping to return home, yet he was acting like he was giving her alms. He was also trying to undermine her confidence. It was a shame she wasn't the same uneducated, yet ambitious person she once was.

Lin Yi straightened her back, met the old man's gaze without flinching, and said calmly, "Grandpa, I've already said that I won't interfere in Jingping's affairs. I will unconditionally support any decision he makes!"

As soon as Lin Yi said this, a sense of tension suddenly filled the air. The old man's fingers drummed heavily on the coffee table, causing ripples in the teacup, and he shouted angrily, "Woman's opinion!" His voice was filled with the anger of disappointment.

Then he said earnestly, "Do you know how much more trouble he could have avoided if he had returned home to inherit the family business? The starting point that others have spent their entire lives pursuing is something he was born with. Now he has to start from scratch to reach for something that should have been readily available. It's simply ridiculous!"

Lin Yi raised her eyes, her gaze meeting the sharpness in the old man's eyes. She replied in a neither humble nor arrogant manner, "Jingping knows better than anyone how rich the Pei family is."

Then Lin Yi smiled and said meaningfully, "But he resolutely chose to leave the Pei family. The reason... Grandpa, don't you know it?"

The old man's pupils suddenly contracted, and his fingers gripped the cane so tightly that his knuckles turned white from the force. Lin Yi ignored him and continued.

"Jingping's father... I'm afraid you've already given up hope, otherwise you wouldn't be supporting the family business alone at such an age. As for those of your generation..."

Lin Yi paused, a hint of sarcasm on her lips. "Those second-generation rich kids who rely on their family's protection, who themselves have no ability, still want to point fingers at Jingping. You keep saying you want Jingping's best, but in fact you want him to go back to being a slave, supporting a bunch of idiots who treat him like a stranger - why?"

“How dare you!” The old man slammed the table and stood up. His silver beard on his chest trembled slightly. He was like an enraged lion, emitting an oppressive aura.

However, Lin Yi remained unmoved, his back straight, his eyes clear and fearless.

"Even if the younger generation of the Pei family is not as outstanding as Jingping," the old man gritted his teeth, each word seeming to be squeezed out from between his teeth, "it is still more than enough to maintain the family business. The family needs someone to contribute. If everyone is greedy for pleasure, sooner or later the family business will be squandered!"

"In that case," Lin Yi gently turned the silver bracelet on her wrist. Pei Jingping had picked it for her during this trip to Kyoto, "you could just choose one of those 'more than capable' younger generations who's willing to take on the responsibility. They're passionate about the family business, so they'd surely be happy to take it over. Why bother making things difficult for someone who's already decided to leave?"

The old man's face flushed crimson instantly, as if someone had touched a sore spot. He opened his mouth, but for a long time he couldn't say anything.

Suddenly, the old man's expression changed, and his tone was filled with temptation: "Haven't you always wanted to gain the recognition of the Pei family?"

The old man lowered his posture and looked at Lin Yi with a burning gaze. "As long as you persuade Jingping to return home, the position of mistress of the Pei family will be yours. You will move in and out of the upper-class social circles and associate with the wives of officials and wealthy women - this is an honor that many women dream of."

Lin Yi sighed softly inwardly. "Grandpa," she said with a firm voice, "I will fight for the life I want with Jingping. Only by doing so can we earn the respect that truly matters."

Lin Yi picked up the teacup and sipped the slightly cold tea. "You don't have to worry about it anymore - my attitude has never changed."

This was clearly an order to leave. The old man stared at Lin Yi's calm face and suddenly remembered that when he was young and a powerful figure in the business world, no one had dared to offend him like this.

He felt the blood surging in his chest, his silver beard trembling violently, and after a long while, he squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "I don't know what you mean!"

After saying that, he suddenly stood up and banged his crutch hard on the ground, making a "dong dong" sound.

"Goodbye, Grandpa," Lin Yi stood up to see him off, a proper smile still on her face, "You are welcome to visit us anytime."

After seeing the old man off, Lin Yi felt an indescribable sense of relief. She stretched her stiff shoulders and was about to call her two children to Yunmeng Photo Studio when the phone rang.

After answering the phone, Zhang Cuilan's familiar voice came out.

"Xiao Lin, I finally got through to you!" A warm and enthusiastic voice came from the receiver, with a hint of deliberate intimacy. "I haven't seen you at the photo studio lately. I heard you went to Kyoto? When did you come back?"

Lin Yi pinched her brows. What day is it today? Why are there so many troubles? She was unhappy, but she remained polite. "I just got back yesterday. What's the matter with you?"

"Look at what you said. Can't I talk to you if there's nothing wrong?" Zhang Cuilan's laughter was a bit artificial. "But I really do have something to trouble you with - the last time you did the makeup for our troupe, the effect was simply amazing! Since you left, we've changed several makeup artists, but none of them were up to par. Everyone is looking forward to your return to save the day!"

Zhang Cuilan suddenly lowered her voice, with a hint of inducement, "You must help your aunt this time! Don't worry, I'll take care of the child. Just bring him over to work, and your salary will double than last time!"

Hearing this, a faint sneer curled up at the corner of Lin Yi's mouth. "Let her take the child to work?" I'm afraid the drunkard's intention is not to go to the bar. The Kang family...it seems that they can't wait any longer.

"I appreciate Ms. Zhang's kindness," Lin Yi interrupted her and refused in a distant tone, "It's just that I've been a bit busy at home recently, so I'm afraid I won't be able to spare the time. You should find someone else."