Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 516 - 515: The Correct Path to Survival in a Tight Spot

Chapter 516: Chapter 515: The Correct Path to Survival in a Tight Spot

Lin Nianhe knew that she couldn’t hide what she had done, so she outright explained the causes and consequences.

Aunt Lin listened while flipping through her work notes, and after Lin Nianhe finished, she pondered quietly for a moment then nodded, "You have a temporary position with the Foreign Trade Department, so you’ll have more freedom in interacting with foreign guests. However, moderation is key, and you must manage that balance well."

After pausing, Aunt Lin smiled, "Ever since you were young, you’ve been more intelligent and prudent than your brother. Mom believes you can handle it well."

Lin Nianhe listened attentively, smiling gently and obediently nodding her head.

"That’s enough, I need to go to work now. You should go to sleep soon." Aunt Lin checked her watch, saw the time was about right, stood up, holding a packet of beef tongue biscuits.

"Mom, you should be the one getting some more sleep," Lin Nianhe, holding her mother’s arm, walked her to the door, "If you don’t take care of yourself, dad will be distressed. If he doesn’t tell you off, he’ll surely blame me."

"Alright alright, I know." Aunt Lin walked out of the room, took a few steps then turned back, "Don’t tattle to your father, hear me?"

Lin Nianhe: "I hear you." But she dared not agree.

In this day and age, being a child is tough, you can’t offend dad, nor can you offend mom, surviving in between means only —

"Hello, I’m looking for Lin Huaizhou."

Lin Nianhe made seven calls before finally finding Lin Huaizhou’s current office number.

She didn’t think much of it, dialing the number directly that came with difficulty, completely forgetting that it was almost eleven o’clock at night.

Fortunately, Commander Lin was still working at his desk and picked up the phone immediately.

"Hello, this is Lin Huaizhou."

"Brother! It was so hard to find you, I made seven calls just to get your phone number."

The crisp call of "Brother" instantly invigorated Lin Huaizhou, making him feel like he could outlast two eagles.

"Xiao He? Why haven’t you gone to sleep yet?" Lin Huaizhou was pleased for a moment but then began to worry, "Are you not accustomed to living in Sui City? Or are you too tired?"

"Neither, Mom just came over for lunch and has gone back to being busy," Lin Nianhe reported subtly.

Lin Huaizhou frowned, "Mom won’t sleep tonight again."

"Yes, brother, I need a favor," Lin Nianhe said with a suppressed giggle.

"What is it? Just tell me, I’ll handle it for you," Lin Huaizhou instantly agreed without a second thought.

"Dad asked me to monitor mom to ensure she sleeps early, gets up early, and eats on time. Mom forbade me from tattling to dad... so, brother, can you tattle for me?"

Lin Huaizhou couldn’t help but laugh and cry, "Xiao He, you called me seven times just to have me tattle?"

"Of course not, mainly because I missed you."

Lin Huaizhou: "...!"

Knowing his sister as he did, if she said she missed him, it had to be true.

And it must be that she had missed him dearly for days and could not hold it in any longer, using this minor issue as an excuse!

Commander Lin was so moved that he almost dropped his pen and went straight to Sui City to see his sister.

The pencil fell on the paper, and the written words pulled his rationality back.

Lin Huaizhou: "..."

Another day of not being able to pamper his sister in person.

Not strenuous, but heartbreaking.

...

The next morning, Wang Shumei and Wen Lan timed their morning to hit the restaurant for breakfast, having knocked on Lin Nianhe’s door with no response. They thought Lin Nianhe was still too exhausted from the day before and were discussing what breakfast to bring back for her when they saw Lin Nianhe sitting in her usual spot at the restaurant, flipping through today’s newspaper.

She was dressed in a light yellow blouse and wearing a pale white pearl headband. The soft golden morning sun shone on her face, adding a touch of tranquility, very much giving off an air of peaceful times.

Wen Lan was astounded, "How did this silly girl wake up so early?"

Wang Shumei sighed lightly, "I guess she didn’t sleep at all."

Lin Nianhe’s routine was well known to Wang Shumei; she could stay up very late, but waking up early was difficult for her. When they used to go to work before, every time they woke up at four-thirty in the morning, Lin Nianhe’s complaints were so intense that they could break through the skies.

So her look, awake and energetic this early, could only mean she didn’t sleep last night.

"Don’t care about life anymore," Wen Lan frowned as she walked over and sat next to Lin Nianhe, poking her head, "Silly girl, didn’t you sleep last night?"

"Hey hey, Sister Lan, don’t poke me."

Lin Nianhe slowly looked up, a tender smile on her lips, but what she said was—

"I specifically chose this spot and angle, look at this light, in order to match its angle, my neck is almost breaking! So don’t touch my head, it’s really troublesome to adjust!"

Wen Lan was completely at a loss for words.

She didn’t even understand the long ramble that Lin Nianhe just went on about.

At this time, Wang Shumei also came over and sat opposite them.

She looked at Lin Nianhe and nodded after a moment: "Indeed, very beautiful."

"Right?!"

Lin Nianhe’s eyes curved with her smile. She took a sip of coffee and said to both of them, "Let’s hurry up and have breakfast. Today we need to prepare the exhibition, and I’ll find someone I know to borrow a car. We need to wrap things up quickly because we still have to attend the training class in the afternoon."

As the most important public-facing event, the Trade Fair had numerous requirements for participants, not only the training before the event but also nightly trainings after each session.

While the three girls were having breakfast, many "acquaintances" they had just met yesterday greeted them, including a visibly disappointed Shen Hongzun.

"Miss Lin, I can’t buy anything at all."

Shen Hongzun frowned, looking at Lin Nianhe with almost pleading eyes.

Lin Nianhe smiled and said, "Recently, there are many foreign businessmen in Sui City, maybe they’ve bought everything already." She paused, then kindly comforted him, "Don’t worry, you’ll see them at the exhibition in a couple of days."

"Can I buy them at the exhibition?"

"Er... you know, retail is not available at the exhibition." Lin Nianhe returned an apologetic smile.

"Ah..."

Shen Hongzun droopingly sipped his coffee.

He had now forgotten all about doing business; he just wanted to buy what he couldn’t.

Being from the Shen Family, Shen Hongzun had never experienced not being able to buy something with money. For him, this was no longer just about buying a Head Flower; it had become an obsession, the longing for what he couldn’t have, a firm ambition to achieve!

Lin Nianhe pointed out a "bright path" for him, "If you just want to buy some gifts for your family, maybe you could group-order with other businessmen from Hong Kong."

"Can do that?" Shen Hongzun perked up again.

"We are friends, aren’t we? I’ll help you."

Lin Nianhe smiled radiantly, her fox tail wagging.

"Miss Lin, you really are a good person!"

Shen Hongzun’s face was full of gratitude. He suddenly stood up, almost knocking over the coffee cup.

"Miss Lin, I need to make a call to my father. I think our family must take this cooperation seriously!"

After finishing his words, Shen Hongzun walked away, then started to run.

Wang Shumei looked at Shen Hongzun’s retreating figure with a gaze as if looking at the landlord’s house’s silly son, muttering to herself, "The last one who said Lin Nianhe was a good person ended up being fooled by the whole county to sign the first order for the textile factory."

Lin Nianhe: "Sister Shumei, believe it or not, they will still thank me!"

"Right, thank them, thank your ancestors."

"Tsk, then on behalf of my ancestors, I’ll say ’you’re welcome’ to them."