On the day of the divorce, I became Qin Shao's darling.

Sheng Ruichen is very sincere.

Lin Xiwei harbored resentment towards her biological parents, but was also moved by Sheng Ruichen's sense of responsibility and filial piety.

After thinking for a moment, she nodded: "Okay, if I go on another business trip, I'll visit them on behalf of their daughter."

"Thank you so much." Sheng Ruichen was very grateful.

"You're welcome."

After exchanging a few more polite words, Lin Xiwei and Zhao Xingfen turned and left.

Unsure if they were watching her, Lin Xiwei clung intimately to Zhao Xingfen's arm.

Zhao Xingfen turned to look at her, and asked in surprise and confusion, "Are the people in the photo your biological parents? You look a lot like them."

Lin Xiwei's expression was indifferent. "I don't know either. Only a DNA test, something written in black and white, will count."

"I have a feeling that they are your biological parents," Zhao Xingfen said to herself.

Lin Xiwei did not respond.

She suddenly asked again, "If they really are your biological parents, and they are so rich, aren't you tempted? They don't have any other children. As long as you acknowledge them as your parents, their entire fortune will definitely be yours after they die."

Zhao Xingfen thought to herself, "There are countless people, even those who aren't her own, who would try every means to forge a certificate to inherit this vast fortune."

And this fool actually refused to take it even though it was free.

"Enough money is enough, why do we need so much?" Lin Xiwei said indifferently.

"You really are..." Zhao Xingfen was so angry she couldn't speak.

Lin Xiwei walked to her car. "Get in, I'll take you home."

"Why are you suddenly being so nice to me?"

"It's just acting to the very end."

Lin Xiwei explained that after she got into the car, they drove away.

But instead of taking Zhao Xingfen home, she drove two blocks and stopped at a bus stop.

"I mean what I say, I'll transfer the 20,000 yuan to you now. But remember, don't cause me any trouble, and don't bother me, otherwise I'll call the police at any time and accuse you of human trafficking."

While issuing the warning, Lin Xiwei promptly transferred the money to her.

Zhao Xingfen became greedy again, smiling ingratiatingly: "Since you don't care about money, then... transfer me more, okay? How about 50,000?"

Lin Xiwei didn't answer, she just stared at her coldly.

She quickly backed down, saying, "Fine, twenty thousand it is..."

"get off."

"Weiwei, I think... since your biological parents have appeared, you should still meet them. They are so seriously ill, they might die at any time. If you don't meet them, you'll regret it later." Zhao Xingfen pushed open the car door and couldn't help but turn back to persuade her again.

Lin Xiwei remained unmoved. "Get out of the car."

Seeing her cold expression, Zhao Xingfen had no choice but to shut up, turn around and get out of the car.

Lin Xiwei immediately stepped on the gas and drove off.

"How stupid! Why throw money away? Even if you hate them, you could have recognized them, taken the money, and left!" Zhao Xingfen cursed angrily as she watched the departing car.

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On her way back to the company, Lin Xiwei called Qin Jiamo.

At this moment, Qin Jiamo had just left the court.

I also had some free time to take out my phone.

Seeing that Lin Xiwei hadn't replied yet, his face showed displeasure, thinking that he had been ignored again.

Feeling a little upset, he suppressed the urge to call her, wanting to see if she would remember to tell him after they finished talking.

The phone rang as soon as it hit the ground.

He looked down, a slight smile playing on his lips, a smile that was both smug and arrogant.

"Feed".

Lin Xiwei: "Hey, you're free? I thought you were busy."

"Just left the courthouse."

"But we haven't eaten yet!"

"Um."

Lin Xiwei said, "I just finished eating with them and am driving back to the company."

"How did the talks go?"

Lin Xiwei's tone was relatively relaxed, "Bringing my mother along was probably the right decision. She cooperated very well today in order to get the money."

Lin Xiwei briefly recounted the entire incident.

"When he left, I could tell from Sheng Ruichen's expression that he had given up his doubts and probably wouldn't come looking for me again."

Qin Jiamo has never met Sheng Ruichen in person, so it's hard to make a judgment.

But based on his years of experience dealing with people, someone who can become the boss of a company is definitely not an ordinary person.

"He might be temporarily intimidated, but once he calms down and thinks it over, he'll definitely be able to find a flaw," Qin Jiamo concluded.

"Really?" Lin Xiwei asked, somewhat puzzled. "How did you know?"

"intuition."

Qin Jiamo replied confidently.

Lin Xiwei inexplicably trusted his intuition, and her heart began to worry again.

"But we'll just have to take it one step at a time. Like I said, you're an adult now. As long as you refuse to acknowledge them, there's nothing they can do to you." Qin Jiamo quickly reassured her when she saw that she was silent.

"Yes, that's what I think too."

"Okay, drive carefully, we'll talk more when we meet tonight."

"Okay, then go eat quickly."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Xiwei was still pondering Qin Jiamo's words.

In fact, Qin Jiamo's judgment was completely correct.

Feng Zheqian drove Sheng Ruichen back to the hotel.

Yesterday, Sheng Ruichen made a last-minute decision to come to Wuhan, which delayed a lot of his work. He has to fly back to Shenzhen this afternoon.

"You've come all this way for nothing; I haven't been able to help much," Feng Zheqian said.

Sheng Ruichen smiled and said, "It's alright. It wasn't a wasted trip. Being able to see her and clear things up is enough. Such an important matter needs to be handled slowly."

"What do you mean? You haven't given up yet?" Feng Zheqian asked curiously.

Sheng Ruichen didn't answer directly, but turned to ask, "Where is Lin Xiwei's father? Why didn't he come at noon? It would have been more appropriate for her to bring her father to this occasion."

After all, there are two grown men on their side, and for the sake of protecting their daughter, it would be more appropriate for the father to step in.

Feng Zheqian also looked curious, "That's right, her mother's leg is still a little lame when she walks, it looks like she's injured. Logically speaking, if she has difficulty moving around, she should be taking care of her father."

"So that's the problem. I always felt that they were acting. Maybe Lin Xiwei already knew that she wasn't her parents' biological daughter, and that their relationship probably wasn't that good. Bringing her mother over would make things easier."

"Hmm," Feng Zheqian nodded, finding his analysis reasonable. "Then why didn't you expose him back then?"

"She's very resistant to me, and if I confront her, it will only make things more awkward. Doesn't she have a fiancé? He didn't come today either."

When Lin Xiwei's fiancé was mentioned, Feng Zheqian quickly said, "Her fiancé is someone important. He is a top-notch lawyer in the country named Qin Jiamo. You can find out about him by searching online."

"Furthermore, Lin Xiwei said that they will be getting their marriage certificate soon."

Sheng Ruichen looked shocked. "She just got divorced, how did she find such a capable fiancé?"

"I don't know either, but you should be careful about this. If you offend Qin Jiamo, it will cause you trouble," Feng Zheqian kindly reminded him.

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Lin Xiwei worked a little overtime that evening.

I ran into Feng Zheqian when I was leaving get off work.

She was quite open and honest, and as usual, she greeted Feng Zheqian and left.

Qin Jiamo came to pick her up.

Once inside the car, Qin Jiamo handed over a brocade box.

"What is it?" Lin Xiwei asked curiously.

The man smiled: "Open it and you'll see."

Lin Xiwei took the brocade box, and before she even opened it, her heart suddenly started racing.