Sweet Wife in My Arms

Chapter 902: Small

The clothes she wore, the bag she held, the jewelry adorning her, and the refined makeup on her face imbued great self-confidence in her. She unhesitantly opened the door and stepped through it. Then, she flung her designer bag on the table and sat down with her legs crossed.

“Luo Lin, what’s your reply after thinking about it?” She simply asked, with great disdain on her smirking red lips and her eyes.

“Well, what does Miss Sun mean? I don’t quite understand.”

Luo Lin clearly knew what Sun Yuhan was asking, but she pretended to not understand, and would continue to do so.

Sun Yuhan glanced at her nails that were recently manicured. Her sneer was more mocking than ever when she said, “Luo Lin, you don’t want to shoot the series anymore, is that it?”

“No, we’re still working on it.”

Luo Lin deliberately misinterpreted what Sun Yuhan meant.

“How are you going to shoot it without the leading actor and leading actress?” Sun Yuhan peered at Luo Lin from the corner of her eyes. How is she going to film it without us?

“Leading actor and leading actress?” Luo Lin frowned, “Miss Sun, you worry too much. Of course, we have them.”

Sun Yuhan leaned back and replied, “If so, shouldn’t you make some preparations? After all, the shooting is about to start.”

“Yes.” Luo Lin replied, “We should. Yesterday, we finished the photoshoot for the characters.”

“Photoshoot for the characters?” The smile on Sun Yuhan’s face finally disappeared as she growled, “You didn’t even inform me for the photoshoot?”

“Miss Sun, did you misunderstand something?” Luo Lin smiled awkwardly and added, “The photoshoot had nothing to do with you. Why do you need to come over?”

“Luo Lin!” Sun Yuhan slammed her hands on the table and shot up, roaring, “I’m the leading actress, so how can it have nothing to do with me? If you’re so old that your brain can’t function well and your ears have gotten deaf, you can leave the company immediately!”

“Miss Sun, I think you have really misunderstood.” Luo Lin had the same attitude. Her emotions were masked, but she was neither arrogant nor overbearing.

“Miss Sun, you previously mentioned that you would not be taking part in this series, so we have gotten a new leading actress.”

“Who said I won’t do it?” Sun Yuhan blew up the moment she heard this and immediately shouted at Luo Lin, her heavily-powdered face contorting with her rising volume.

“Luo Lin, who gave you that right?” No matter how dull Sun Yunhan was, she knew what Luo Lin meant. Not only was Lu Qin disqualified, but she had also lost her position as the leading actress.

Now, everyone knew that she was in this series. If she was not in it, how was she going to survive in the entertainment industry, or explain to the others that she was kicked off from her position?

At this moment, the door was pulled open with a creak, and the noise of clicking heels could be heard before a woman emerged through it. Donning a black trench coat, she looked formal and mature, while her short hair was neat. She had a pleasant gender-neutral look, without seeming too masculine, despite her being flat-chested.

“It’s you?”

When Sun Yuhan saw the woman who came in, she felt as if something filthy was stuck in her throat, unable to swallow or spit it out.

“It’s me.” The woman grabbed a handful of her short hair and retorted, “Didn’t you just ask who gave her the right?” She lifted her finger, pointed to herself, and continued, “I did.”

“What rights do you have?” Sun Yuhan narrowed her eyes and snarled, “You’re just Yan Huan’s former manager. You think that you matter, but you’re nothing but a dog, Yan Huan’s dog.”

Yi Ling was not angry, as she had nothing to say to this kind of dumb woman, who had nothing but ample bosoms. Naturally, she had no need to be angry, or she would only anger herself.

“Do you need me to show you my business license, to let you know why I have such rights?”

Yan Huan was wise from the start, by not placing Linlang’s final decision-making authorities on herself, the Lu family, or the Ye family, but on Yi Ling. The Lei family was behind Yi Ling and to put it bluntly, it had nothing to do with the Ye family and the Lu family. Thus, no matter Lu Qin or Sun Yuhan, they could not do as they pleased with Linlang.

Naturally, as the decision-maker of Linlang, she could decide what kind of actor she wanted. Previously, she used to care for the Ye family. However, Huanhuan had told her to ignore them now. After all, the Ye family could not do anything to them.

If the Ye family was so capable, they should fight with the Lu family. Ye Jianguo might be foolish but Ye Chuji was not.

Furthermore, Ye Jianguo was an ungrateful person. The Ye family would have been taken over by the Su family, if Huanhuan had not sent money to the Ye family in the first place. Additionally, they would not have any descendants left if Huanhuan had not dug Ye Xinyu out from the ruins. Yet, they stabbed Huanhuan behind her back. Calling them shameless would simply be an understatement.

Sun Yuhan simply took her bag and walked away.

“She’s going to find someone powerful to support her,” Luo Lin leaned to the side and teased Yi Ling. Old Master Ye is coming for you.

“How do you know?” Yi Ling kicked the chair backward, before putting her feet on the table, striking the same posture as how Lei Qingyi would usually do. It seemed that husband and wife would indeed influence each other after being together for some time.

“Her eyes were filled with warning.” Luo Lin gestured her eyes before pointing at the door, before continuing, “It’s so obvious that only fools would miss it.”

Oh... Luo Lin finally understood, it did seem so. However, even if Sun Yuhan really wanted to sue them, Yan Huan could deal with her. Furthermore, Old Master Lu was now very protective of Yan Huan, as she had given birth to three babies for the Lu family.

Yi Ling shook her feet on the table again, like a female thug.

Luo Lin took a stack of documents and smacked her feet, as she berated her, “Put your feet down, look at the mess you’ve made on my table.”

“Alright.” Yi Ling swiftly removed her legs from the table and folded her arms across her chest.

Luo Lin cast a glance at Yi Ling’s chest.

“What are you looking at?” Yi Ling hugged her chest tighter, as if Luo Lin was a big bad wolf.

“Small,” Luo Lin uttered honestly, making Yi Ling completely livid. Yi Ling hated the word ‘small’ all her life, and it was not her fault that her bosom would not grow any larger, even though every part of her body did. Her stomach swelled, her face became chubbier, and everywhere grew, but her chest. They were just like before, flat like that of a man. This was her biggest complex, but could the others stop mentioning the word ‘small’ in front of her.

Would they die if they stop?

Luo Lin placed the documents she was holding down properly, and pulled a chair over to sit down.

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