"Although it will have some effects, it won't affect the fundamentals of my business."
Lin Zikang looked at his daughter, who looked very much like his late wife, and sighed softly. He explained, "However, this engagement was settled upon when your mother got pregnant with you. Ouyang Jin's mother and your mother were childhood friends who grew up together. The two of them are bosom friends, so if you don't marry Ouyang Jin..."
Be it the former owner or the current Lin Rui, neither of them had much of an impression of Fang Yuluo, her late mother who had an accident back then, but...
"Father, if my mother was still around, she'd wish for me to be happy, right?"
Lin Rui turned around and smiled faintly at Lin Zikang.
She continued, "I'm still young, and I want to focus on my academics first. We can discuss the matters regarding my marriage in the future. Father, I was too insensible in the past, and I often made you worry. From now on, I want to study hard and strive to get better every day."
Lin Zikang was at a loss for words.
Oh dear, he was about to tear up again!
They were tingling!
However, he was very touched by the fact that his daughter had suddenly become sensible!
Lin Zikang sniffled and tried his best to maintain the last bit of stubbornness as her stern father.
He nodded a little and said, "Yes, it's right to focus on your studies first. I'm looking forward to your progress. We will wait until you get older before we discuss the matters regarding your marriage. I still have things to do. I'll get Uncle Zhong to come over and help you change your things."
After saying those words, Lin Zikang turned around and walked away very calmly.
However, when he reached the study, he quickly opened the door before swiftly closing it again.
Right at the moment that the door closed, Lin Zikang touched the corner of his eyes.
Although his eyes were red, he put on a proud smile.
"Rui Rui is really getting more and more sensible. This is great. She's indeed the daughter of me and Yuluo..."
On the other hand, Lin Rui did not know what was going on with Lin Zikang, but she didn't think much about it.
Soon, someone knocked on the door of Lin Rui's room.
It was Uncle Zhong.
Uncle Zhong was in his sixties, and he was the capable assistant of Old Master Lin. He never got married and hence, had been staying with the Lin Family for a long time.
Uncle Zhong also knew that the eldest daughter Lin Rui was extremely rebellious and would wear eye-catching and bizarre makeup everyday to hang out with sordid people.
Lin Zikang had always been upset about that.
Although Lin Rui had changed her hairstyle and no longer wore such hideous and ghostly makeup, Uncle Zhong was old in his years and dared not raise his expectations of her.
Besides, Lin Rui would change the decor of her room almost once every few months.
"Miss Lin Rui, Sir said that you'd like to have some things replaced."
"Yes, replace all of these things with white furniture. I want the curtains and sheets to be light blue or light yellow in color. Yes, nothing too fancy. Also, remove all these vases and crystals. You may ask my father what to do with them."
Uncle Zhong was stunned.
'She only wants to have simple, white-colored furniture and light-colored curtains and bedsheets?'
'That's so plain.'
Uncle Zhong thought that he had misheard her since he was old in his years.
In order to avoid making her throw a tantrum again, he repeated his question.
However, Uncle Zhong got the same answer.
Uncle Zhong was a little apprehensive, but he did not say anything more. Instead, he immediately turned around and went to arrange for someone to get those tasks done.
At this juncture, Lin Rui walked to the closet, and her eyelids twitched when she saw the colorful clothes inside.
'The former owner has a terrible taste in clothes.'
Among the plethora of fancy and exaggeratedly loud clothes, her school uniform seemed to be the only decent outfit.
However, the former owner had altered the skirt of her school uniform and made it extremely short.
Lin Rui expressionlessly compared the length of the skirt to her hand...