Wedding Night: I Became the Female Supporting Character and Married the Villain!

This woman was none other than Lin Jin, Lin Ping’s second sister.

Lin Jin did not notice Luo Ying’s bag or the lunch box on the dining table. She was just flipping through the proposal in her hands.

Ever since she spotted Lu Zhao at the hotel last time, she was even more determined to destroy the relationship between Lu Zhao and Luo Ying.

Although this man was decisive and ruthless, he was unambiguously tolerant towards his wife.

Even though Luo Ying had pursued Lin Su in such a disgraceful manner previously, Lu Zhao still doted on her so much.

Lin Jin gritted her teeth in anger at the thought of this.

She had also seen the news this morning. She did not expect Lu Zhao to treat Luo Ying to such an extravagant dinner.

She smiled coldly. She did not believe that Lu Zhao would remain with such an idiot.

Lin Jin was on the phone with her elder sister, Lin Lu. The other party was frantically advising her not to look for Lu Zhao.

Lu Zhao was a very terrifying man. Previously, he had almost caused the Lin Family to go bankrupt. If not for the fact that the Lin Family had once helped him, he would have twisted the knife.

Lin Lu couldn’t understand why her younger sister wouldn’t listen.

“Don’t worry, Sister. I believe in myself. I can definitely take him down,” Lin Jin said with a smile.

Luo Ying squatted under the table and felt Lin Jin walking towards the table.

She scuttled deeper in and remained out of sight.

Lin Jin walked to the desk and placed the documents on it.

She noticed the lunchbox on the table, picked it up, and sized it up.

“How childish. Who made this?” Lin Jin put the food aside in disgust.

Luo Ying made a disdainful gesture under the table. Why was this woman’s taste so horrendous?

At that moment, the office door was pushed open. Lu Zhao stood outside the door and sized up Lin Jin coldly.

“Why are you here?” Lu Zhao shot a cold glare at Lin Jin.

Lin Jin put on a gentle smile, and her voice softened. She looked at Lu Zhao and smiled lightly. “I know you just finished a meeting. I’ve already redone the proposal that I told you about before.”

“Pass it to the Ministry of Commerce. Give it to me after the Ministry of Commerce vets it.” Lu Zhao looked at Lin Jin and spoke coldly.

This woman had been making excuses to work with him on business projects recently, but if anything, the projects she gave him were of little value.

“No, I’m here for something else.” Lin Jin bit her lip. She had specially put on makeup today, curled her hair, and even dolled herself up. Of course, like her narcisstic siblings, she did not seem to notice Lu Zhao’s outright aversion.

“Can you just give this a look? I’ve submitted it many times before, but it never reached you.” Lin Jin softened her voice and looked at Lu Zhao with her gentlest expression.

Lu Zhao walked to his desk expressionlessly and sat down.

The lunchbox on the table caught his attention.

It was a cute lunchbox with a piglet on it. It looked pink and tender, and it was very similar to a certain someone’s style.

He smiled fondly at the lunchbox.

Lin Jin looked at the lunch box and suddenly realized something.

Lu Zhao was interested in this lunchbox. This was a very good opportunity.

“I specially made this for you. You have to take care of yourself,” Lin Jin said.

Lu Zhao’s suspicious gaze stopped on Lin Jin’s face. His intense stare made Lin Jin feel a little uncomfortable.

“Really?” Lu Zhao asked.

” Of course.” Lin Jin was a little guilty. “I made it especially for you. Try it.’

Lu Zhao reached out and was about to throw the lunch box into the trash can beside him when he felt someone tug at the hem of his pants.

He looked down and saw a frowning, pouting face.

He chuckled and placed the lunchbox on the table.

Lin Jin laughed along inexplicably.

“What’s wrong, President Lu?” Lin Jin asked hesitantly.

“Then tell me, what’s in this lunch box?” Lu Zhao crossed his arms and looked at the woman in front of him calmly. He wanted to see how far this woman would go.

Under the table, Luo Ying was poking his calf.

The girl’s teasing unsettled his usual stoic self.

If Lin Jin wasn’t here, he would have lowered his head and kissed her..