The entire Lin family was in a mess because of the appearance of Jiaang Yingying. Lin Chengzhong was not as conflicted as Lin Chengtian and Jiaang Yingying, but he was busy during this dark night.

"You are the son of my first wife, and, according to the old opera, the son of my first wife! Look at that bastard, Lin Chengtian. Like his mother, he was an idle person who had appeared out of nowhere, and now he had brought back an idle person! I heard that she could make coffee and please the old man to let her stay in the Jingles Room, and if that little demon becomes Second Young Mistress, how will our house... "

" Mom! Although you think too much, you don't think enough! " Lin Chengzhong seemed to be in no hurry at all. "Think about it. Why did my brother say he wanted to marry her, but the old man turned him down?"

"This... Don't call him brother. It's not like I gave birth to him!"

Lin Chengzhong's mother, the first wife, Faang Weishan, was a little smart but not very intelligent. She liked to nag most of the time.

"Don't you want us to be in control of the house? If we're more generous, wouldn't it be a bonus if we call you brother?" Lin Chengzhong pursed his lips and smiled. A few simple words woke Faang Weishan up.

"But son, you made the Jiang family lose face at the engagement banquet, and you were even slapped in front of everyone by that hateful Jiang Yahui. What should we do?" Faang Weishan's heart ached for her son. Ever since he was born, he had become the Prince Charming of all the women in the city. He hadn't even touched a single hair on his body.

"Don't worry, Mom. Sooner or later, that Jiang Yahui will pay the price for slapping me in public today."

Lin Chengzhong said it casually, but it was a miracle medicine to appease Faang Weishan.

In Faang Weishan's opinion, her son, Lin Chengzhong, was the envoy sent by the Bodhisattva to protect her. He was smart, clever, filial, and sensible.

"Alright, then Mom is much more at ease." Faang Weishan was about to leave Lin Chengzhong's room after muttering to herself for a long time when she suddenly thought of something. "Oh, right. In my opinion, you should stay away from that Jiaang Yingying. This woman's demonic aura is too strong."

"Hahahaha."

Lin Chengzhong laughed heartily as he walked his mother out of his suite.

The demonic aura was too strong?!

The more Lin Chengzhong thought about his mother's description, the more he found it interesting. If she really was a monster, then naturally, she would need someone with a high cultivation level to take her in!

Lin Chengzhong leaned back against the carpet next to the bed, thinking about the sequence of events that had taken place. Some of the details were bound to leave clues. Could it be that Lin Chengtian deliberately sabotaged my marriage with the Jiang family, and then acted out a self-directed ruse? !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The moonlight faded, and the morning sun gradually rose.

Jiaang Yingying, who had just woken up, was shocked by Aunt Cui, who was already guarding the door.

"Cui, Aunt Cui, you have a key?"

"No, Miss Jiaang, I don't have a key, but I saw that your door wasn't closed, so I came in to take a look."

Hearing Aunt Cui's words, Jiaang Yingying hurriedly sat up. Could it be that Lin Chengtian didn't close the door properly when he left last night? She hoped that no one had found out, or else she wouldn't be able to explain it clearly again.

"No, I remember closing the door for Miss Jiaang... Could it be..."

" Aunt Cui, you did close the door, but I heard a strange sound outside the door, so I knocked heavily on the door. Do you remember? "

Jiaang Yingying seemed to be reminding Aunt Cui of something, but she was actually blaming her and Mei for whispering outside the door. However, this method was effective. Aunt Cui, who had been cursed with the Tightening Headband Spell, immediately avoided this topic and called Jiaang Yingying to get up and wash up.

Her face was bathed in cotton and water, and the face cloth was of the right size. Jiaang Yingying's face felt as if it had been bathed in the spring breeze. The imperial brushes and toothpaste imported from Europe filled the bathroom with the smell of sunlight.

While Aunt Cui was tying up Jiaang Yingying's hair, Mei walked in dressed in her professional "cook" suit.

"Miss Jiaang, how are you? Let me introduce you to the situation at the Lin family coffee shop and the responsibilities of your coffee butler."

After Jiaang Yingying nodded, Mei started to talk non-stop like a machine gun.

It turned out that in addition to serving all the masters of the Lin family, the Lin family's coffeehouse also served as a conference hall in A City. Many politicians, celebrities, business elites, and entertainment stars in A City would gather here. To put it simply, this was a private coffeehouse opened by the Lin family, facing all the high-end people in A City.

Can I be a coffee steward in a café like this?

When Jiaang Yingying heard this, her heart was in turmoil. If she messed up, wouldn't that be a disgrace to the reputation of my Jiaang family?

"Miss Jiaang, please raise your head slightly." Aunt Cui said as she reached out to touch Jiaang Yingying's ear, "Does Miss Jiaang have an ear hole?"

"Ear holes?" Jiaang Yingying was stunned when she saw Aunt Cui gently pinching two large, dazzling earrings in her hand. "You need earrings to make coffee? Aren't you afraid of falling into a coffee cup?"

"Don't worry, the earrings you're wearing can be found immediately if they fall off. They're not diamonds."

"Ah..."

Aunt Cui's movements were skilled. She found Jiaang Yingying's ear that had not been worn for many years and was about to disappear. With a strong force, she pierced through it. However, even though her movements were skilled, they were very stiff, causing Jiaang Yingying to scream uncontrollably.

"But my ears are sensitive." Wearing such a large earring to make coffee made Jiaang Yingying feel uncomfortable.

"Don't worry. Even if our Lin family uses accessories for servants, full silver is the lowest standard." Aunt Cui said as she glanced at Jiaang Yingying's face in the mirror. "The lowest standard for your accessories is platinum."

It could be heard that Aunt Cui was extremely envious and jealous of this. "You" was naturally replaced by "you."

After putting on the earrings, Aunt Cui took a bracelet from the jewelry rack on the dressing table. She took Jiaang Yingying's left hand and was about to lift it.

"Wait? You still want to wear a bracelet? It's not convenient for me to make flowers with this!"

"Miss Jiaang, making flowers is a basic skill. I usually do it, so there's no need to trouble you." Mei added.

Basic skill? You do it?

Jiaang Yingying looked at Mei, who was full of confidence, and thought, All right, all right, I'll wait and see what kind of show you can do, little girl.

"But, if I accidentally break this bracelet..."

"Hehehe..." Aunt Cui couldn't help but laugh, "Miss Jiaang, do you think this is made of glass?"

" No, of course not! This must be a jade bracelet, I think it must be very precious, right?" Jiaang Yingying's face was flushed. She was afraid that she would not be able to afford it if she broke something." This is an ice-type jade bracelet, right? "

"Ice-type? We are wearing an ice-type bracelet. This is a top-grade ice-type - Glass-type. Manager Ding specially instructed you to wear it."

Ah? Such a treasure?!

In the mirror, Jiaang Yingying, who was completely different from her previous style, appeared in front of him. She was exquisite, noble, and incomparably beautiful.