Page 883

In this world, apart from her, no one is lucky enough to receive the CEO’s special gifts.

The next day, Secretary Su bought some delicious local specialties and some local merchandise.

There were gifts for Xiaocong and Xiaotian, and also for Lin Xinlan.

Five days later, Rong Shaoze returned home, and Lin Xinlan was in the living room playing with Xiaotian.

She saw him return, but merely glanced at him before looking away, not saying a word.

Rong Shaoze was a bit stunned for a moment.

In the past, whenever he came home, she would greet him with a smile, ask a bunch of questions. Today, she directly ignored him, seems like she’s still angry about that incident.

He knew that what he said at the time really hurt her.

But what he said was indeed true.

"Young Master, you’re back." Lao Gu greeted warmly, seeing the paper bags in his hands, she instinctively took them.

"Young Master, what did you buy during your trip?"

"Brought back some local specialties," Rong Shaoze said indifferently, his gaze sweeping past Lin Xinlan, heading upstairs without greeting her.

Lao Gu placed the bags on the table and took out the contents one by one.

"Oh, this little horse must be for Young Master Xiaotian," Lao Gu said merrily, then she found a new edition of the game disc, "This one should be for Young Master Xiaocong."

"This white silk scarf is for Miss Lin. Miss Lin, look, this is the gift the young master brought for you, it’s really beautiful."

Lin Xinlan glanced at it without showing much interest.

Who knows whom he bought the gifts for.

Even if it was for her, it might just have been a casual purchase.

Rong Shaoze returned to the bedroom, feeling something was off.

There seemed to be fewer things in the room, he scanned it suspiciously and realized all missing items belonged to Lin Xinlan.

The whole bedroom no longer had traces of a woman living there, it was thoroughly masculine, like a single man’s room.

A hint of unclear emotion flashed in his eyes.

Rong Shaoze opened Lin Xinlan’s closet, it was empty, her clothes were gone.

He went to the bathroom, and the bathroom only had his personal toiletries.

Everything that belonged to Lin Xinlan was gone.

Looking at all this, Rong Shaoze’s eyes darkened, he couldn’t quite understand his feelings.

No need to sleep in the same room with her anymore, seemingly a bit relieved, but his mood couldn’t lift.

After taking a shower, he went downstairs and heard Lao Gu’s voice.

"Miss Lin, the food is ready, it’s time to eat."

He frowned slightly and asked coldly: "What did you call her?"

Lao Gu was startled by his voice, stammering and unsure how to respond.

Lin Xinlan said blandly: "I told her to call me Miss Lin, my surname is Lin, it’s appropriate for her to call me Miss Lin."

Actually, she had asked Lao Gu to call her Xinlan.

Lao Gu was adamant against it, reluctantly deciding to call her Miss Lin.

Lin Xinlan let her be, as long as they stopped calling her Young Madam.

Rong Shaoze was visibly stunned by her words.

He immediately understood her meaning.

That day on the phone, he said she was not his wife, just his ex-wife, she must have taken his words seriously.

However, she could do as she pleased, it didn’t affect him anyway.

Rong Shaoze said no more and tacitly accepted Lao Gu calling her Miss Lin.

Lin Xinlan lowered her eyes, her expression somewhat indifferent.