Lin Shuyue listened and nodded convincingly.
"So it seems, Zhou Rong wanted to leave a way out for Su Zixi, guessing that I wouldn't treat Su Zixi well after marrying into the family…" Lin Shuyue's tone was somewhat self-deprecating and a bit sinister, "Who knew that in the end, this urn would still end up in your hands!"
"Yes, in the end, the urn did end up in my hands." Su Lianxi laughed as she slid the platinum ring onto her middle finger, "Mom, if I wear this ring in front of the President's wife, she will definitely be thrilled, won't she?"
Lin Shuyue hurriedly asked, "What if the President's wife asks about the origin of the ring? What will you say?"
"Just say, this is what my mother left me before she died." Su Lianxi curved her lips.
"Lianxi!" Lin Shuyue gasped!
She had already understood Su Lianxi's plan, but... but it was too risky!
