Recognized by My Ex After Being Reborn
Chapter 487 Instinct

Chapter 487: 487 Instinct

Not far from the gate, Lian Yinseng’s family furiously got into the car, and when Lian Qingyi got in, she slammed the door so hard it made a thunderous noise.

"I really didn’t see it coming, I didn’t realize how snobbish grandma was. Now that she has a grandson who’s the richest man in Asia, she looks down on our Lian Family, is hell-bent on splitting the family, and doesn’t care about our reputation at all. She’s simply insane."

Lian’s wife complained bitterly, "This is the Lian Family you’ve devoted half your life to, and in the end, you got nothing, and swallowed a lot of humiliation. I’ve never felt so frustrated!"

"At her age, she still wants to work? That Yunlian Studio, what trash?" Lian Qingyi also cursed angrily.

"Dad, Mom, just you wait and see. That crazy old lady won’t have a good time living with her grandson. At her age, aside from us Lian family members, who would want to take care of her? Just wait, it won’t be long before grandma calls Dad, crying and begging us to take her in."

"That will never happen!" Lian’s wife said, "Lian Yinseng, I’m telling you, I have my pride too. The old hag humiliated our family in front of everyone just now. If you dare to let that crazy woman into my house again, I will not take it lying down!"

"Enough, I know what I’m doing. After we return to Yancheng, you two better behave and wait until I secure my footing. The humiliation we suffered today, I vow to make them pay it back double one day!" Lian Yinseng declared solemnly.

Not long after the Lian Yinseng family had left, Yan Shixiu also led Shi Lan and the Lian matriarch out of the Lian family residence.

The younger members of the Lian family came out to see them off; after all, they truly didn’t want to let go of their grandmother.

"Enough, no need to see us off. Grandma just found a good place to go. I hope you all will live well in the future."

They got into the car, and the old lady pressed her hand against the car window, looking at the house she had lived in for decades as it grew older and farther away, quickly disappearing from her sight.

This time, there really was no turning back.

...

Seeing this, Shi Lan and Yan Shixiu exchanged glances, unsure of what comforting words to say, so they deliberately started another topic to distract the old lady.

"How were you so quick with your hand just now?"

Shi Lan referred to the slap from Yan that stopped Lian Yinseng.

Yan Shixiu looked at her passionately and then replied with two words, "Instinct."

The young lady received the emotions almost spilling out from Yan’s eyes and smiled at him.

When it comes to you, everything is instinct.

"You lovebirds, just take me directly to Yunlian later, I don’t want to be a third wheel," the old matriarch said. "From now on, I am Yunlian’s senior assistant."

Elsewhere, Chen’s matriarch worried all day long at home.

In the evening, when she finally saw Yan Shixiu’s car arrive, Chen’s matriarch didn’t even have time to change her shoes before rushing towards the old Lian matriarch.

"Madam, I thought you might not come back today."

"With Shixiu and Little Anlan here, you should have been at ease," the old Lian matriarch said while waving Yan Shixiu and An Lan off, signaling that they should get busy and that she no longer needed to be looked after.

"I was still worried, though."

Shi Lan and Yan Shixiu stood at the entrance of the villa without following inside.

The couple glanced at each other, and Shi Lan spoke first, "We should have Xun Yinghua look for a housekeeper, as well as household staff and a family doctor."

Yan Shixiu reached out with a long arm and pulled Shi Lan into his embrace, "Do you know what the most worthwhile thing in my life is? It’s having you."

"Uncle Yan’s words aren’t usually this sweet."

After Yan Shixiu heard that, he let go of Shi Lan and instead took her hand, saying, "Let’s go home."

...

The deep night of Yancheng was ravaged by harsh wind and snow.

After returning home, Lian Yinseng couldn’t swallow the disgrace he suffered at the Lian Family residence, so he made a call to his subordinate, "There’s a Yunlian Studio. Do you have any connections there that can help me find an excuse to shut it down?"

"If it’s just an ordinary studio, making them taste some bitterness isn’t a big problem," the person on the other end of the phone answered.

"You find someone to handle it, make sure the matter is dealt with discreetly, and don’t give anyone any handle to catch," Lian Yinseng instructed.

"Don’t worry."

He, Lian Yinseng, had dedicated most of his life to the Lian Family, and in the end, this was what he got, wasn’t it too ridiculous?

As the big brother, he had devoted himself to the Lian Family with all his heart, and in the end, he received nothing but humiliation from the old hag. Thinking of this, Lian Yinseng felt a painful tightness in his chest.

If that was the case, then no one should have it easy.

But he was unaware of the seriousness of the situation and the significance of the newly emerging Yunlian Studio for the transmission of culture.

...

The following day, Shi Lan went to Peak Entertainment again to accompany the bastard kid in dance practice.

In the middle of their practice, Shi Lan received a call from Zhong Yide, "Little girl, come to the studio as soon as you can. The Industry and Commerce authorities are here saying someone reported your studio doesn’t have the right qualifications."

After hearing this, Shi Lan said to old Zhong, "Old stinker, you take care of Mrs. Chen. The operation and maintenance are my responsibility, tell her not to worry."

"As if I needed you to tell me that. But I’ve carefully checked your qualifications and by rights, there shouldn’t be an issue. I have no idea why suddenly they’ve come and want you to cooperate with an investigation."

"I’m on my way now," Shi Lan said.

After a brief chat, Shi Lan, holding her phone, returned to the dance room and said to the choreographer, "Sorry, I have a bit of an emergency today."

"It’s no issue for me, but An Yang still has two or three days before the competition."

"I’ll make it up to him," Shi Lan said.

"Sis, you go ahead," the bastard kid said after finishing his water and gesturing with his hand. "I can practice on my own for now."

Shi Lan didn’t have time for chit-chat, so she patted his shoulder, picked up her clothes from the chair, and left Peak.

Upon arriving at Yunlian Studio, Shi Lan saw Zhong Yide and Mrs. Chen, along with a line of uniformed officials.

"We are licensed businesses, and all our paperwork is complete. How can you say we lack qualifications?" Old Zhong was still arguing with the officials.

"Whether you have a license and complete paperwork or not, we know how to judge, you don’t need to butt in here. The person in charge, bring the original business license and come with us," ordered the leading official fiercely.

After hearing this, Shi Lan promptly took off her mask.

Then she retrieved an invitation to the International Traditional Culture Exchange from the studio.

"What’s the meaning of showing us this?"

"I’m afraid you don’t understand our studio’s background, so I’m reminding you. At the beginning of next month, our studio will represent the country’s folk arts and crafts inheritance overseas at a lecture. Currently, we are the only studio in the country to be invited," Shi Lan explained calmly and confidently.

"Now, I can take my business license original and go with you, but if our studio is in compliance with the legal procedures, then your improper conduct today will be known throughout the country," she said.