Sweet Mommy, Go!

How could the Linmuyang not know why the Linlaoyezi allowed him to inherit the Lin Family at this time?    

    

He was old now, and many things were inconvenient for him to deal with. There was no one else in the Lin Clan who could help him. Just as he said, if he didn't help, the Lin Clan would be in danger of destruction.    

    

Naturally, he wasn't willing to see the business that he had single-handedly built disappear just like that.    

    

Inviting him to come back and take over the Lin Clan's property was just using him as a pawn.    

    

The Linmuyang didn't have the ability to be someone else's pawn.    

    

"Thank you for your kind intentions, but I do not care about the property of the Lin Family. I will repeat myself and release my men."    

    

"You don't have a choice right now, you know. Even though I am old, I want someone to disappear from this world without a trace. "It's still very easy."    

    

"You dare to touch my men!" Linmuyang's voice was not loud, but it was filled with vigor.    

    

"You can try and see if I dare?" The Linlaoyezi laughed.    

    

Linmuyang snorted, "You're not afraid that I will make the Lin Clan look bad."    

    

"I will give you a month's time to nurture a Jingleeren to manage the company." The Linlaoyezi said, "I will return the person to you after a month."    

    

"Impossible!" If Linmuyang knew that such a thing would happen, even if he knew that it would be rare to see him again in a year, he would not have brought him to the United States. At least they wouldn't separate with the Jiangtong.    

    

"Right now, you don't seem to have the right to choose." "If you are successful in your training in a month's time, bring the Lin Clan's Xinjinglee to see me. If you fail in your training, you will never be able to return back to your people."    

    

"I know your ability, and you know that I always keep my word."    

    

Linmuyang was clear about the old man's methods. At this time, he could only choose to give in, "I can promise you that, but I want to meet Jiangtong first."    

    

Jianglaoyezi also knew that if he did not agree to this condition, he would truly enrage Linmuyang. So he also took a step back, "Sure. But I'll only give you ten minutes. "    

    

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When Jiangtong saw Linmuyang, he laughed loudly, but clearly heaved a sigh of relief, "I never thought that you would have such a fierce grandfather. No wonder you didn't want me to come with you."    

    

Linmuyang thought that if Jiangtong threw himself into his arms and cried, he would feel better. But Jiangtong's indifferent look made his heart hurt even more.    

    

Linmuyang's nose turned sour, and his tears almost fell, "I've caused you to suffer."    

    

"Hey, what's the matter?" Jiangtong laughed as he pushed Linmuyang away, "I'm fine."    

    

"I may not be able to see you for a month. You have to take care of yourself. I'll pick you up in a month. " Linmuyang hugged Jiangtong tightly, not willing to let go.    

    

Jiangtong strongly patted Linmuyang's back, as if he was giving all his strength to him, "Alright, I know everything, I believe in you."    

    

The pressure on the Linmuyang was not small. In order to save the Jiangtong, not only would they have to train the Lin Clan a Xinjinglee, they would also have to keep an eye on the situation on the side of the Chuhaoyang.    

    

The Soongmingyang knew that there was a problem with the Linmuyang and closed the coffee shop to help him without hesitation.    

    

As for the Suqiaoqiao, although there was no one in the United States who could threaten her, he was still determined to keep her in China.    

    

Suqiaoqiao naturally did not agree.    

    

The Soongmingyang then shoved the key to the coffee shop into Suqiaoqiao's hands, "The boss has things to do, so of course the shop has to be under the watch of the boss, furthermore the most important thing for you right now is to rush the draft."    

    

To a writer, there was nothing that could threaten her more than rushing her script. Suqiaoqiao could only accept the key and pinch his lips, "Alright then. But you have to remember to keep in touch with me. Don't peek at other girls while I'm away. "    

    

"Don't worry, I won't even look at a boy." Soongmingyang promised.    

    

For the rest of the day, everyone devoted part of their attention to the bookstore.    

    

The location of the bookstore had already been chosen. The renovation would take about a month, and the purchasing channel had already been selected.    

    

As the owner of the bookstore, Muxiangwan went to negotiate this first deal.    

    

At Xiaoqi's school.    

    

When Xiaoqi saw Muxiangwan, he practically jumped into her embrace, "Evening, it's been a long time since you last came to see Xiaoqi. Xiaoqi has missed you to death."    

    

Muxiangwan rubbed Xiaoqi's hair, "Xiaoqi is obedient, Mom will bring you home later."    

    

In fact, Muxiangwan was already prepared in his heart. He would bring Xiaoqi back after his official wedding ceremony with the Guchenzhe, but he had been delayed by some matters.    

    

Xiaoqi's understanding made Muxiangwan feel guilty. He clearly wanted him, but he didn't dare to say it out loud for fear of disturbing Yue Yang. The main reason why he came to school this time was to not visit Yue Yang.    

    

Of course, Muxiangwan did not say these words to her, she only promised her father that she would bring him home after a while.    

    

The Xiaoqi was already in the third grade, but he had the common sense of an extraordinary child. All the teachers who had taught the Xiaoqi before, all of them liked him.    

    

After coaxing Xiaoqi, Muxiangwan went directly to see the principal of the school.    

    

It was said that it was best to earn money for students. With an outstanding parent like Guchenzhe, the one attending Xiaoqi was obviously not an ordinary school.    

    

Therefore, it was best to earn money from Guizuxuexiaoxuesheng.    

    

"Oh, it's the Muxiaojie. Please take a seat."    

    

Duanziyan created an aristocratic school at such a young age, so of course he wouldn't be an ordinary person. Furthermore, he had a good impression of the Muxiangwan himself.    

    

I have recently opened a new bookstore. It will take about a month for it to officially go on sale, so I need some support. The Muxiangwan was not polite and went straight to the point, "I think that in the future, when the children order books, they can come and take a look at me."    

    

"No problem." Duanziyan agreed happily, "I must support my business."    

    

"Speaking of which, it's quite a coincidence. Recently, I wanted to order a few of the four great books for the first year students. I've already contacted them." Duanziyan took out an order from the drawer that he had prepared beforehand and tore it off right in front of Muxiangwan.    

    

I forgot to mention, Duanziyan's school includes primary, middle and high school students for a whole three stages. Thus, although there weren't many students in each class, the total number of students was not to be underestimated.    

    

"Then, thank you Duanxiaozhang. I'll send the book over to you in three days." Muxiangwan took the order, "Then I'll be leaving first."