After rebirth, I became the white moonlight of Hunjun

Zhang Xiuli's breath was suffocated, and her eyes immediately turned red.

Mrs. Lin actually wants to do something so amazing!

Before she could think of how to answer, what Lin Pengsheng said next stabbed Zhang Xiuli's heart again.

"My mother also said that there is a need for a manager in this mansion after all, and she has the idea of ​​letting me marry again."

"Prime Minister!" Zhang Xiuli grabbed his arm, "You promised that there will be no one else but me."

"Why are you anxious? That's what mother meant." Lin Pengsheng quickly reassured her, "I have thought of a way to postpone this matter for the time being."

"If you push it further, won't it be coming sooner or later?"

Zhang Xiuli sat back on the chair, her resentment towards Mrs. Lin growing in her heart.

After finally sending away Wang Yunjin, a new person is coming. This Mrs. Lin deliberately prevents her from becoming the royal wife!

Back then, he tried every means to make Lin Pengsheng love him to death, but Lin Pengsheng was still forced by the old lady to marry Wang Yunjin.

Now that Mrs. Lin has proposed this idea, she probably won't give up.

Fading in beauty but loving in love, Zhang Xiuli knew that apart from her appearance and similar personality to that person, she had nothing else to offer.

"It was for my cousin that I adopted Lin Wei's child into her name. But in the end, my biological child didn't recognize me, and my mother-in-law didn't like me. In the eyes of the old lady, these more than ten years of hard work , not as good as a newcomer?"

Zhang Xiuli collapsed.

Lin Pengsheng took Zhang Xiuli into his arms: "I know in my heart that you serve my mother. Don't worry, I will do my best to lobby."

"Prime Minister, to tell you the truth, I have had my moments of regret. If Lin Wei had been by my side since he was a child, would everything have been different?"

Zhang Xiuli snuggled into Lin Pengsheng's arms and wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, covering up the trace of calculation that flashed under her eyes.

No matter what, she gave birth to the Lin family's eldest son.

Now that Wang Yunjin has been dead for so long, even children can't remember anything. As long as he can come back and properly recognize himself, the old lady will naturally have nothing to say.

"Speaking of that brat Lin Wei, huh, he has been away from home for more than ten years, and he still doesn't know how to ask someone to bring a letter home."

When Lin Wei was mentioned, Lin Pengsheng's expression immediately changed and his tone was cold.

"I threw him into the military camp out of anger, but who knew he would never look back! In that military camp, everyone recognizes people by fists and kicks. Whatever suffering this kid suffers, he deserves it."

Zhang Xiuli knew in her heart that Lin Wei, as the only son of the Prime Minister's Mansion, was still highly regarded by Lin Pengsheng.

She said with relief: "The Prime Minister said this on his lips, but don't he still remember it in his heart? Children are not stupid, and they will remember the kindness that the Prime Minister has been to him."

"I still remember that when he was a child, he beat the younger brother of the Minister of Dali Temple. The prime minister told him to kneel in the snow, but behind his back, didn't he ask Mother Fang to send a Tang Pozi?"

Lin Pengsheng snorted coldly: "I love it, but I don't remember it."

"That's what I think. The old lady must also miss the child very much. Why don't the Prime Minister persuade him to go home and have a look, and the old lady's anger will disappear."

After laying the groundwork for so long, Zhang Xiuli finally revealed her plans.

She played with the pendant on Lin Pengsheng's waist, vividly portraying the appearance of a mother.

"There is also Zhang Liangsheng, who is about the same age as Lin Wei. Although this kid doesn't like to talk, I think he is very sensible." Zhang Xiuli said tentatively.

"I thought that if I could arrange for him to have a full-time job as an official, then when he has the ability, he could open a mansion of his own and take my mother and younger brother over. This would look good on the outside." "Zhang Liangsheng?" Lin Pengsheng squinted his eyes and recalled for a long time, and finally remembered that there was such a person in the house.

"We are both so young and have no support from our mother's family. I don't want my niece to be unpopular with her mother-in-law in the future."

Zhang Xiuli felt Lin Pengsheng's wavering and moved Zhang Shuangshuang out.

Lin Pengsheng nodded: "Mother has mentioned it to me, it's a pity for such a girl."

"Okay, let him get acquainted with him in the capital during this period. Later, I will see if I can arrange for him to be admitted to the Criminal Department first."

Chu Nianshan was in charge of the Criminal Department. Lin Pengsheng had wanted to arrange for some of his own people to go in early, and now he just gave him such an excuse.

Zhang Xiuli was overjoyed. As long as Zhang Liangsheng could gain some momentum and send Lin Zhiyu to him, her plan would succeed.

……

The next day.

Lin Zhiyu packed up early in the morning and took Lin Xiaolian and Qiaoxiu out of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Wang Restaurant is not very famous. It is considered a private property. It is located at the end of Xizi Street and its business is booming.

As soon as Lin Zhiyu and his party stopped in front of Wang Restaurant, someone came forward to greet them warmly: "Welcome to Wang Restaurant, three girls please come inside. Do you have any reservations before?"

"Reservation?" Lin Xiaolian asked doubtfully, "Do you still have to queue up for a meal now?"

The waiter in the shop was holding a plate and a white towel hanging around his neck. He looked very neat and tidy.

He patiently explained to Lin Xiaolian: "That's it. We hope that the restaurant's business is too booming. For the sake of everyone's dining experience, if you want to come to dine, you must make a reservation in advance."

Lin Zhiyu was a little surprised. Isn't this exactly the same as the modern operating model?

Qiaoxiu took out a rectangular wooden sign from her pocket, with "three" neatly engraved on it.

The waiter took the wooden sign with both hands and turned it over. It was indeed the exclusive mark of Wang Restaurant. He put it into his sleeves and took a step to the side.

"You three from Magnolia Hall—please come inside!" He shouted at the top of his lungs.

Lin Zhiyu followed him into the restaurant. The busy waiter inside heard the shout and responded at the top of his lungs: "Good afternoon, you three! Welcome to Wang Restaurant, I wish you a happy meal!"

The voice was neat and crisp, making people listen to it enthusiastically, as if the world suddenly became beautiful.

Lin Xiaolian had never seen such a scene before, and was so frightened that she said, "This, this is just a meal, the battle is too big."

"Our shopkeeper said that since the food cannot be different from other restaurants, the service must be one-in-a-thousand."

The waiter who led the way had very good ears. Even in such a noisy environment, he still heard Lin Xiaolian's words.

"Our main thing is to respond to everything, everything is settled, and girls don't have to be restrained." The waiter kept talking, and when he walked around the corner, another person came out to greet him.

"Good afternoon. I'm your personal waiter. If you need anything, just call me."

This man seemed to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, and he was also dressed neatly.

Lin Zhiyu stuffed some reward money into his hand: "I would like to ask if you have a helper named Zhu Hong here?"