Lin Xingmian Cried in Heartbreak

Over at the Nan Family residence, everyone was bustling about.

Sheng Xia and Ruan Mingyi were directing the household staff as they arranged the furniture.

Lin Xingmian and Lin Qingdai were arranging flowers.

Nan Yan was busy preparing the dishes for lunch.

Sheng Mo and Nan Zhen sat together, drinking tea.

Nan Zhen remarked, "Sure enough, the house only gets lively when Qingling comes over."

Sheng Mo mercilessly mocked her. "Your house is so gloomy. No wonder no one likes visiting. Look at the furniture I sent you—it has far better taste than what you picked."

Sheng Mo hadn't come to the Nan Family empty-handed. She had bought some beautiful furniture as a gift for Nan Zhen.

Who knew how Nan Zhen had managed to live in the Nan Family all these years? She lived like some old lady from the X dynasty. No wonder she had become psychologically twisted.

Nan Zhen curled her lips. "Yes, President Sheng has excellent taste. But you weren't being that kind-hearted either, were you? On the surface, you brought me gifts, but really, you were waiting for Qingling to come so you could show off your consideration, right?"

Sheng Mo said, "Can't you think better of me?"

Nan Zhen said, "I never said you were bad. Besides, I'm the same kind of person."

Sheng Mo let out a cold laugh. "Who's the same kind of person as you?"

Just then, Sheng Xia rushed over, exhausted, and gulped down some tea.

Panting, Sheng Xia said, "Seriously? Ruan and I have been running ourselves ragged, while you two are just sitting here drinking tea. Is that really appropriate?"

Nan Zhen's eyes curved slightly. "Sheng Xia, if I hadn't invited you, you wouldn't have had the chance to see Qingling. Isn't it only right that you help