Reborn and awakened, this time I won't be a love-struck fool.

[University of Washington's Physics Department? Is it really that good?]

[Oh my god, you mean our Xiao Si, who only has a high school diploma, has a brother-in-law who's a top student in the physics department at Tsinghua University?]

If the watch on his wrist is genuine, it's definitely worth eight figures.

It wasn't just the viewers in the live chat who were shocked.

The Lin Group's work group chat also became lively at this time.

After all, they only said the company would sponsor the show, not that both sons would be there.

Over the years, Lin Si and Lin Xun have never been to the company, and only a few senior executives know their names.

Previously, Lin Chuanqiong would always give them time off, and his colleagues would gossip about it for a long time, thinking that the president had taken a fancy to one of the guests on the show.

Although rumors say he loves his wife very much, few people believe it.

After all, how many wealthy men are truly faithful?

Anyone can create a "loving husband" persona, right?

So could you tell them why the CEO suddenly appeared on camera while watching the show?

And the president's wife.

……

Luo Xurou didn't come to her senses until the two newcomers washed their hands and sat down at the dining table.

He stared blankly at the person on the screen.

The production crew probably found it pleasing to the eye, as they frequently focused their cameras on the young couple.

Lin Chuanqiong said smugly, "Wuwu, quickly try the dishes your father made."

These words immediately dispelled the last trace of uncertainty in Luo Xurou's heart.

Lin Wu's hand, holding the chopsticks, visibly froze in mid-air, her gaze turning to surprise and doubt. "Did you make this? Didn't Mom make it?"

"No." Jiang Fanxing smiled.

She used to be able to cook, but since marrying into the Lin family, she has basically never stepped into the kitchen again.

It's okay to skip it for a day or two, but after eight, ten, or even more than ten years, it's no longer viable.

"Is it edible?"

Lin Wu put down her chopsticks and asked again very cautiously.

"Of course it's edible! I didn't put any pesticides in it, and I didn't spit on it." Lin Chuanqiong said angrily, pointing to the camera next to him, "The camera is watching."

Lin Wu: "..."

She then looked at Xu Jingwang beside her and said, "Darling, you eat first."

Xu Jingwang: "..."

His lips twitched almost imperceptibly, and he turned his head to look at Lin Xun again.

"Younger brother, you go first."

Lin Xun: "..."

Lin Chuanqiong was sitting on his other side.

Lin Chuanqiong patted his shoulder, "Xiao Xun, you try it, help Dad slap their faces until they're swollen."

During this time, Lin Si remained silent, sitting on the other side of Lin Wu.

[Xiao Si, are you really a sister-obsessed brother? Do you have to sit so close to your sister? It's like there's a Himalayas between you and Mom, like two strangers sharing a table.]

Don't laugh at Si; he just hasn't seen his sister in a long time.

Yes, during the final interview for the last episode, the staff asked him what he was looking forward to in the next episode's finale, and he said he wanted to go back and see his friends and family.

[On the surface, you only have your sister, right? Hagiwara, you're such a big-time weirdo.]

Lin Xun nodded seriously, "Okay."

He picked up a chicken foot, tasted it, and said, "Mmm...delicious, delicious."

Lin Chuanqiong became even more smug. "I told you, my skills are pretty good. I might have chosen the wrong profession back then. If I had learned to cook and become a chef earlier, I would have been cooking for state banquets long ago."

Lin Wu: "…………"

Jiang Fanxing couldn't stand it anymore either, "Didn't you buy this? There's a pre-prepared sauce, just open it and mix it up."

Lin Chuanqiong argued confidently, "I mixed it myself."

Jiang Fanxing: "..."

"I was wrong, I didn't recognize your worth." Lin Wu apologized, picked up his chopsticks, took a bite of the nearest shredded potato, and put it in his mouth.

Lin Chuanqiong looked over expectantly, "How was it?"

Two seconds later, Lin Wu frowned, "yue..."

Xu Jingwang quickly tore off a card and handed it over.

Lin Wu vomited directly.

He coughed twice, picked up his water glass, and said, "Call 120 for me."

"Hahahaha..." Lin Xun laughed uncontrollably. "Is it really that exaggerated?"

Lin Chuanqiong's face stiffened. "What do you mean?"

"I'm not joking," Lin Wu said, pointing to the shredded potatoes. "Dad, try some yourself."

Lin Chuanqiong: "...If you want to taste it, then taste it yourself."

Seeing this, Luo Xurou couldn't help but laugh again, until the camera focused on Lin Wu again.

A naturally beautiful face.

Her boyfriend also had half of his body exposed.

Luo Xurou had met Xu Jingwang.

He often comes to pick Lin Wu up from get off work, sometimes on rainy days or when it snows in winter.

However, he always comes by taxi or on foot.

Lin Wu's place was very close to the TV station.

There really wasn't much reason to drive.

Her boyfriend usually dresses very simply, in a student style. Some of her colleagues thought he was handsome and asked him what he did for a living and if he was a minor celebrity.

Lin Wu replied that she was still studying.

Generally speaking, studying doesn't cost much money, and her boyfriend doesn't seem to come from a wealthy family.

So no one took it seriously.

He stood there stunned for a long time before picking up his phone.

As he predicted, the group chat with his colleagues had already exploded.

Colleague 1: [Wow, have you guys watched the latest episode of "Home on the Road"?]

Colleague 2: [I saw it, and I was thinking of saying the same thing...]

Colleague 3: [I was just about to say that too...]

Colleague 4: [I even thought there was something wrong with my eyes.]

Colleague 5: [The most outrageous thing is that I bought the magazine featuring the president of the Lin Group, and he really looks exactly like Lin Wu's father.]

Colleague 6: [So you mean Lin Wu is actually a rich heiress.]

Colleague 7: [Lin Wu, say something! We're all colleagues, there's no need to hide it. Nobody's going to ask you for money or help. Aren't you just creating distance between us?]

Colleague 3: [Yeah, come out and say something! If we hadn't seen the show, we'd still be completely in the dark.]

Luo Xurou couldn't help but laugh when she saw this.

They're a bunch of idiots.

How ironic.

Meanwhile, Liu Lerong, who was far away at home, was so stiff that she couldn't speak.

Messages kept popping up in the group chat.

It's all about getting Lin Wu to speak out.

The food on the table had long since gone cold, and despite the air conditioning being on, she was sweating profusely.

Because she had repeatedly held up Lin Chuanqiong's magazine and talked to Yang Yan in front of Lin Wu, saying that she wanted to marry Lin Chuanqiong, but actually she was just letting Lin Wu know that in this society, money is everything.

You may be pretty, but whether you can make a living off your looks is another matter. Don't be so arrogant.

Lin Wu didn't react at all.

She was smug, thinking that Lin Wu was just putting on a brave face and that she was actually on the verge of losing her composure.

So she kept making a fool of herself, like a clown, deluding herself and thinking she knew everything.

Realizing this, she couldn't help but cover her face.