Chapter 20

  At the dinner table, several people looked at Lin Wen at the same time.


  Lin Wen crossed his legs and said matter-of-factly, "At the beginning, you only said that Qiao Chuchu would marry into the Lin family, but you didn't say that I must marry her."


  Back then, the Lin family was still in City G. In order to seek help from Qiao Chuchu's grandfather and get promoted smoothly, Lin Jianguo arranged a marriage between Qiao Chuchu and the Lin family. Although it was not stated explicitly at the time, everyone knew that Lin Jianguo only had one son.


  Now, Lin Wen seized the opportunity. Yes, isn’t Lin Zhibai also a member of the Lin family?


  Lin Jianguo looked at the food in front of him, frowning and silent, obviously thinking about the possibility of this matter.


  "Is this okay?" Sun Xuezhen didn't expect things to be like this. She turned her head and looked at everyone, hesitantly asking.


  Lin Wen glared at her sinisterly, "Why? Are you hoping that I'll marry someone I don't like?"


  Sun Xuezhen, who had always doted on him, felt her momentum weakened after hearing his harsh words.


  She opened her mouth to say something euphemistically, but Lin Wen stood up, kicked the chair away, and left back to his room with a cold face, leaving everyone looking at each other with unhappy expressions.


  Sun Xuezhen, realizing she had angered her son, took a few bites of her meal and put it down. "Awen must not be full. I'll go make him some noodles."


  Lin Ya paused for a moment as she picked up her food, then quickly returned to her eating, her lips curled up in a slight, mocking smile. Wasn't this situation perfectly normal? She'd already grown numb.


  After the meal, only Lin Ya ate the best and even picked up a chicken leg. In the past, both chicken legs would be given to her brother.


  Sun Xuezhen spoke softly at the door and tried to persuade him for a long time before Lin Wen brought the noodles in with a cold face.


  When Sun Xuezhen returned to her room, Lin Jianguo was sitting on the sofa, smoking. His back was slightly hunched, and now, in his late fifties, his hair was thinning. Through the smoke, Sun Xuezhen couldn't see his expression, but she only heard him say, "As Ah Wen said, let Lin Zhibai marry the girl from the Qiao family."


  -


  Lin Zhibai, who was working at the cashier, suddenly saw two old men and was stunned on the spot with a complicated look.


  "Xiao Li, please help me get off work." Lin Zhibai shouted.


  Lin Zhibai led the two old men to the side of the store and sat down, pouring two cups of sugar water in front of them.


  He sat down and looked at the two old men in front of him. They were over 70 years old, with gray hair and hunched backs. After not seeing them for a few years, there seemed to be many more wrinkles on their faces.


  The old man habitually had a stern face and said nothing. The old lady looked at Lin Zhibai with cloudy eyes and a dazed look.


  After a while, she spoke, "Zhibai, if it weren't for Yaya telling us, we wouldn't have known you were studying in the capital. Why didn't you come to see your grandparents and your uncle? How did you become a college student? You mustn't do anything wrong."


  Lin Ya said in front of the old lady, how could Lin Zhibai, who had been working in the countryside for several years, suddenly come to the capital to study? Maybe he had done something shameful to deserve this.


  Lin Zhibai remained silent.


  The old lady continued, "You know, your uncle works in a state-owned enterprise, and your aunt is a teacher. Their reputation is very important to them. You must not cause trouble for them."


  Lin Zhibai curled up his fingers, and the ripples in his eyes completely dissipated. He suddenly smiled, with a hint of sadness. He should not have any expectations, right?


        He took a deep breath and looked at the two of them again, his eyes calm. "What could I have done wrong? In your eyes, I'm just an orphan who's been living under someone else's roof, an eyesore wherever I go, a nuisance, and a nuisance to others ."


  With a "bang", the silent old man became angry. The noise made by the table startled the people eating around him. Lin Zhibai's face suddenly darkened.


  "Lin Zhibai, what do you mean by that? Orphans? Do you think we're dead? Or are you blaming us? You're such an ungrateful, unfilial son." The people around him cast strange glances at him, and the old man lowered his voice, but he continued to scold Lin Zhibai. His cloudy eyes narrowed, revealing his dissatisfaction with Lin Zhibai.


  Lin Zhibai has always been soft-hearted and not good at arguing with others. Meng Xiangbei said that he would definitely suffer in the future with this kind of personality, so he taught him a lesson for a long time.


  He sneered coldly: "For some people, there is no difference between being alive and being dead." This statement is extremely unfilial, but when he thought that his parents' death was related to his uncle, and that the two old people knew the truth but covered it up and felt at ease, Lin Zhibai felt very uncomfortable.


  If my parents knew, they would be so sad.


  "You..." The old man pointed at Lin Zhibai with a shaking finger, as if he was angry with him and started coughing violently.


  Lin Zhibai sat quietly without any movement, and the old lady hurriedly stroked his back.


  "Zhibai, how can you talk like that? We care about you. Are you still holding a grudge about going to the countryside that year? But your uncle and aunt are reluctant to part with your cousin, and you don't want to see their family separated." The old lady's attitude and tone were never tough, but her soft words pierced Lin Zhibai's heart like needles, causing him to ache.


  Their family could not be separated, but he had to go to the countryside alone.


  That's ridiculous.


  "Zhibai, we came here this time because of your uncle's idea. Let's not talk about how you got into Capital University, but how can you, a college student, work in this small restaurant.


  Be obedient and go back with your grandparents. Your uncle said you don’t have to work. If you want to earn some pocket money, he can find you a job.


  By the way, your uncle saw that you have been alone for so many years, so he arranged a marriage for you. Grandma helped you find a match, and the girl is good and a good match for you. Nowadays, college students can also get married."


  "That's right, pack up now and go back with us." The old man, who had stopped coughing, responded as if it were an order.


  Lin Zhibai felt as if there was a fire burning in his chest, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.


  He finally knew why they came here.


  marry!?


  Would he be kind to someone who might have killed his parents?


  I'm afraid it's another conspiracy.


  He has grown up, and with Meng Xiangbei, he no longer needs false care that may push him into the abyss.


  "You guys go away. I won't go back with you, and I won't marry that girl. I still have to work, so I won't see you off." Lin Zhibai stood up.


  I don't want to talk to them, nor do I want to get into any trouble with them.


  The old lady, who had been in a good tone at the beginning, also changed her expression. The old man even wanted to curse and drag Lin Zhibai back, but he was worried about the many people in the store.


  After walking out of the store dejectedly, the old lady had a worried look on her face and complained: "Zhibai is too disobedient. How are we going to explain this to Jianguo and the others when we get back?"


  The old man put his hands behind his back and snorted in dissatisfaction, "I should have known I shouldn't have kept him. Such a heartless and unfilial descendant would have been punished according to family rules in the past."


  He sighed and was also worried about how to explain to his eldest son when he returned.


T/n: they are shameless and disgusting..


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