Su Xiaofei had no words to respond to that. So it turned out that Lu Weisheng was Lu Jinglin's father. Perhaps she could feel a bit of sympathy for Lu Jinglin because this was also what she felt before towards Su Haoran before she knew that she was adopted.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable with my rumblings. I just want to warn you that my father won't give up easily." She heard Lu Jinglin say.
"Well, it wouldn't be fun if he gives up so easily." Su Xiaofei smirked, catching Lu Jinglin off guard.
When she recovered from her shock, she burst into laughter with tears, earning glares from her relatives. This was very unladylike for someone of her status.
"I see now why Qingfeng is head over heels on you. You have the same humor code as him."
Su Xiaofei rested her chin on the back of her hand and regarded Lu Jinglin with amusement.
"How come he never told me he has an interesting cousin like you?" She commented.
"Because I was caged like a bird by my father when I was younger. It was only after he helped me escape and helped me live on my own did I finally learn the reality of life." Lu Jinglin said with a smile, but Su Xiaofei could see a forlorn look on her face.
But what surprised Su Xiaofei was her husband's involvement in Lu Jinglin's escape.
"For my father, I am nothing but a tool. He believed that because I'm a woman, there aren't many choices for me." Lu Jinglin sighed dejectedly. Even if she pretended that she didn't care one bit about her father, Su Xiaofei could see that the old man had inflicted lasting traumatic wounds on his daughter.
"Some people say that a person's abilities and fate are already set in stone from the moment he's born, but I don't believe that." She continued. "I don't give a shit about what kind of god is out there. My future is for me to make, and I won't sit idly and allow another person to decide for me."
"Then take whatever path you think is right for you. If A-Feng willingly helped you to leave your so-called cage, he must have seen some potential in you." Su Xiaofei replied. It was weird for her to have this kind of conversation with someone she just met, but she admired Lu Jinglin's courage nevertheless.
A woman in her station would face hardships living as a commoner, but it seemed that Lu Jinglin was faring well on her own. She was dressed casually in a white long sleeved shirt and beige colored slacks, with her long wavy hair tied in a messy bun.
"So, what do you do for a living?" Su Xiaofei was beaten by her own curiosity.
"Why don't you make a guess, Madam Lu?" Lu Jinglin challenged her.
Su Xiaofei took a minute and gave her a good look. Although Lu Jinglin retained her class and elegance, she didn't bear the same attitude of a businesswoman. Her hands looked soft, as she had never done any menial job in her life.
"Sorry. I couldn't tell. It's hard for me to tell."
"It's fine. Not anyone would think of it anyway." Lu Jinglin easily brushed off her apology. She then turned to look outside the balcony that was just on their right.
"When I was younger, books were my only companion. I couldn't make friends with anyone because I was homeschooled. After Lu Qingfeng sent me up north, I realized that I was good for nothing. I couldn't do anything but read and write. It was depressing to know that I couldn't even do anything."
"That's not true. My mother once told me that each person has a strength only they would be able to utilize. They only need to nurture it and take advantage of their situation."
The laugh that came out from Lu Jinglin sounded like tickling bells to Su Xiaofei's ears.
"I see that you have your way with words too. I'm a screenwriter, but not a popular one." She said with a hint of blush on her cheeks as if she was ashamed of it.
"You are?" Su Xiaofei titled her head on one side in surprise. "Are you signed with any agency?"
Lu Jinglin was taken aback by her question and lowered her gaze.
"No. I'm doing freelance." She admitted.
Most of the agencies she tried to reach out to found her style too mature and complicated for the public audience. Lu Jinglin had already gotten used to receiving one rejection for another, although that only made her feel insecure that she might not be the prolific writer that she thought she was.
She was forced to write stories that followed the trend, but she found it somehow degrading. Lu Jinglin felt that she couldn't find any fulfillment in it because she knew that she could do much better than she did now.
Alas, would the audience willingly accept the story she would weave from her heart?
No. Lu Jinglin thought. It would be too impossible to think that she could go further than where she was now. She could only endure, so she won't trouble Lu Qingfeng anymore. She cannot admit defeat now and come back to her father with her tails between her legs.
Su Xiaofei pulled something from the inside pocket of her coat and handed a business card to Lu Jinglin.
"Here's my card. Why don't you set an appointment with Bluemedia and let us see what you have to offer."
Lu Jinglin took the card with trembling hands. She tried to control her expression, but she knew she was on the verge of tears now.
"It must have been hard on you, Miss Lu. You have chosen a hard path and stepped outside your comfort zone. Not many are as brave as you."
She heard Su Xiaofei say, leaving her in a trance.
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