Back to the Past: The Rise of the False Heiress Marrying the True Tycoon

Chapter 201: Controlling Emotions

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The two of them stepped out of the private room only to unexpectedly run into a familiar face head-on—the owner of the bridal shop, Uncle Li.

He wore a Chinese tunic suit and exuded a gentle and courteous demeanor. He often frequented this tea house with friends for tea and light refreshments.

Although the first encounter between Lin Miao and Gong Zhan’s second visit to his shop resulted in Uncle Li speaking harshly to Lin Miao on behalf of Gu Zi, they were acquaintances now. Moreover, he was also acquainted with the Gu family. It wouldn’t do to continually show a cold face to their biological daughter, as it would make him seem petty.

Upon spotting Lin Miao, he naturally greeted her, “Dining with friends?”

Lin Miao felt a bit flustered but couldn’t just leave after being addressed. She smiled, “Yes, Uncle Li. We have some urgent matters to attend to.”

Noticing Mr. Li’s glance lingering on MO Li for a moment, Lin Miao quickly took MO Li’s hand and started heading out.

MO Li felt exasperated internally. They were just standing close; it wasn’t necessary to admit they were friends.

However, it wasn’t a big issue. For MO Li, Lin Miao’s lack of intellect was actually beneficial.

In the tea house, Lin Miao and MO Li parted ways, one leaving through the front door and the other through the rear.

Initially, Lin Miao had intended to give Gong Zhan the cold shoulder for a few days due to their quarrel, but now she had no choice but to put that aside. It was better to mend things with Gong Zhan as soon as possible.

Passing by a dim sum shop, Lin Miao went in and bought a few delicate pastries. Instead of going home, she headed directly to Gong Zhan’s office.

carried the pastries inside as she instructed, but soon returned with them in the same state.

“Miss Lin Miao, you’d better go back. The Young Master is in a bad mood and doesn’t want to see you,” he relayed with regret.

Lin Miao was so angry that she was about to explode. However, when she thought of her current situation, she had no choice but to suppress those petty emotions.

She had known Gong Zhan well enough—he required people to cater to him and flatter him. She had to master controlling her emotions; she couldn’t afford any more mistakes.

In this second chance at life, she needed to become Mrs. Gong, to always keep Gu Zi underfoot.

Moreover, her current situation demanded it—she had to bind herself to the Gong family to avoid being further ostracized by her parents, becoming the discarded daughter of the Gu family.

She wanted to establish a relationship with the Gong Family. If the Public Security Bureau were to find out anything, the Gong Family would definitely protect her for the sake of their reputation. Then, MO Li would no longer be able to threaten her.

“Alright, please take care of him. I’ll come to see him next time,” she said to Uncle Yang.

Her tone carried no trace of dissatisfaction. She took a few steps before turning back.

Uncle Yang was surprised. She didn’t lose her temper this time. If it was before, she would have given him a hard time.

Keeping a calm exterior, he inquired, “Miss Lin Miao, is there anything else you’d like to mention?”

“Keep the pastries,” Lin Miao instructed calmly. “You can have some if you like.

Also, with autumn’s dryness setting in, remind him to drink more warm water.”

Behind the door, Gong Zhan’s face finally revealed a satisfied smile. He, Gong Zhan, was indeed worth every woman’s effort to love deeply.

However, he did not go out immediately. He would only treat this woman nicely the next time she came. This period of time would teach her a lesson.

Daqing Village and Little Lin Village were bustling more than usual in recent days, all for one reason: the upcoming union of the Su and Lin families in marriage.

Both the Su and Lin families were in high spirits, busy with wedding arrangements, resulting in frequent visitors and lively atmospheres in both households.

In the courtyard of the Su family residence, a group of men and women gathered around a table, deeply engrossed in discussing the wedding procedures. Both Su Shen and Gu Zi’s father wore solemn expressions, as if dealing with a matter of great national importance.

Outside the Lin family’s home, Gu Zi’s mother and Li Hua, along with several relatives, were earnestly sewing red silk without their usual chatter, dedicating themselves entirely to the needlework at hand.

Meanwhile, the soon-to-be bride was neither at the Su family nor the Lin family residence. On this fine day, she decided to take her three children out early for a picnic in the grassy field where they used to gather mushrooms.

Su Shen had encouraged her to enjoy herself and not worry about the wedding preparations, and she found herself genuinely not worrying.

Initially, she hadn’t anticipated Su Shen arranging the affair with such grandeur. Now, almost the entire vicinity of the three villages—Daqing, Little Lin, and Chen—knew they would hold the wedding in the long-forgotten Su ancestral hall.

Gu Zi also came to know that these vast areas, once belonged to the Su family, had been divided into the three separate villages over time.

The village history of Daqing Village documented that during the Northern and Southern Dynasties, a branch of the Xianbei ethnic group migrated to Luoyang with Emperor Xiaowen, embracing Han culture and adopting the single surname of Su. The Su family here, including Su Shen, traced their origins back to these early ancestors..