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Lin Tingyue followed closely behind her mother into the cold and spacious Lin family mansion. When the two entered the hall, Lin Tingfeng's mother was there, as was Lin Tingfeng himself. In addition, the Lin family's private doctor and private lawyer were also present.

Lin Tingxuan was also there.

The moment Zhang Yingzi entered, Lin Tingfeng's mother, the First Madam, fixed her gaze on her like a knife. Zhang Yingzi pretended not to see it and walked forward with her head held high.

Lin Tingyue hid behind her mother and mustered her courage to look at Lin Tingfeng. He was dressed in a black suit, as if he had rushed back from the president's office of the Lin Group. He looked very tired and haggard, with a gloomy face, as if he was in a low mood.

Lin Tingyue couldn't help but chuckle to himself, thinking to himself, "Now that his beloved woman is with another man, of course he can't be happy, hehe."

Zhang Yingzi, unaware of her daughter's thoughts, entered the mansion and her bright, sparkling eyes immediately fell upon Lin Tingfeng's mother. The First Madam was as cold as ice, treating her as if she were invisible. Clearly, the First Madam was very unhappy about her return.

Zhang Yingzi smiled dismissively, thinking, "Ten years ago, you were no match for me, and naturally, you won't be now either, but—"

Zhang Yingzi looked thoughtfully at Lin Tingfeng, who was standing next to the First Madam. More than ten years had passed, and he seemed to have grown into someone more cunning, ruthless, and vicious than before. He was so heartless that she couldn't find any weakness in him. This was the enemy she needed to guard against this time.

At this moment, the Lin family's private lawyer and private doctor saw Zhang Yingzi and stepped forward to greet her, "Madam Zi, Madam Zi—"

When the first wife was alive, they called her Madam Zi; when the first wife was not alive, they called her Madam. Madam Zi was actually a synonym for "concubine," but right now, Zhang Yingzi didn't have time to care about such formalities.

Zhang Yingzi glanced at the two of them, smiled and said politely, "Dr. Xu, Attorney Zhang, hello, it's been more than ten years since we last met, you've both grown old."

The tone was not devoid of emotion.

Dr. Xu and Attorney Zhang immediately nodded, feeling a warmth in their hearts. They thought that the Second Madam was truly a good person; after all these years, she still remembered their surnames, which was truly rare. The two of them said in unison, "Yes, time waits for no one, we have grown old, but you, Madam, are still so young and beautiful."

Zhang Yingzi smiled and looked at Lin Tingfeng. Although she hated the man in front of her very much, more than ten years ago, he was still an eighteen-year-old boy. His scheming and wisdom, as well as his cold-bloodedness and ruthlessness, had already chilled her to the bone. Therefore, she had to be even more polite to him.

The more you face your enemies with a smile, the easier it is to achieve your goals.

Therefore, Zhang Yingzi smiled slightly and said to Lin Tingfeng in a seemingly friendly manner, "Xiao Feng, you are really capable. I heard that the Lin Group is getting better and better under your management."

Lin Tingfeng ignored Zhang Yingzi, only nodding slightly as a greeting. He naturally knew that there was a reason why he was suddenly assassinated by thugs while driving on the road a few years ago, but without any evidence, he could only maintain a superficial harmony.

The dark living room of the Lin family mansion was unusually quiet, like the calm before a storm. Lin Tingyue felt extremely oppressed and even had difficulty breathing.

At this moment, accompanied by two hoarse coughs, Old Master Lin came out in a wheelchair, pushed by a servant. He seemed to have something urgent to attend to, and as soon as he entered the house, he looked around as if he was looking for someone.

"Xiao Zi—" When Grandpa Lin saw Zhang Yingzi, his gaze stopped searching and lingered on her. He trembled as he stretched out a hand, his face filled with deep affection, and said to her affectionately in his old and hoarse voice, "You're finally back. You've finally come back to my side!" At the same time, his eyes reddened, and cloudy old tears streamed down his cheeks.

The scene was both shocking and moving.

Zhang Yingzi immediately went to greet him, smiling gently. She reached out and held Grandpa Lin's hand tightly, then knelt down beside him, choking back tears as she said, "Yes, Xiao Zi is back, Xiao Zi is back." Her eyes were also red.

Everyone present was filled with horror upon witnessing this scene.

One was an elderly man with white hair, wrinkles, and a terminal illness; the other was a woman past her prime. Yet, they clung to each other like young lovers, laughing and crying. The man, over eighty years old, called to the woman in her fifties, "Xiao Zi." He was a successful CEO, and in front of so many children and servants, he held her hand tightly, tears streaming down his face, calling her "Xiao Zi—".

Everyone present was shocked, especially Lin Tingfeng's mother, who could no longer bear it. Their loving display was like needles piercing her eyes, making her eyeballs feel like they would explode. Memories flooded back, reminding her of her youth. Her family had been harmonious, her husband and wife devoted to each other, and she had a lovely son. But this vixen seduced her, causing her family's ruin and her to be driven from her home. She wandered for over ten years. If it weren't for her son's exceptional success, she would have died out there, never to return!

Therefore, Lin Tingfeng's mother clenched her fists, took a step forward, and raised her head, about to explode. Lin Tingfeng saw this and his heart sank. Taking advantage of the moment when no one was paying attention, he immediately reached out and pulled his mother back. He lowered his voice and reminded her, "Mom, there's no rush."

Lin Tingfeng's mother, Zhang Xiaohong, finally came to her senses. She realized that it was because she was too impulsive and made a scene back then that she lost her family and caused her son to suffer for more than ten years.

In any case, we must not repeat the mistakes of the past.

Cold sweat broke out on her back. She nodded to her son and fell silent in shame.

Seeing the scene unfolding before him, Lin Tingfeng thought of his mother and felt a pang of sadness. It was clear that his father's favorite woman was the young woman in purple standing before him.

The situation was far from favorable to them. Over the years, he had worked tirelessly and diligently to make the Lin Group a resounding success, but his relationship with his father had never been good. He acknowledged that they were blood relatives and had a father-son relationship, but that was all. No one forced a father to love his child.

Lin Tingfeng then realized that his father hated him, hated him for being too heartless back then, for driving away the woman he loved most.

After the two elderly people were reunited after a long separation and had shown their affection, Zhang Yingzi stood up again. Old Master Lin immediately said, "Don't leave me, just stand by my side. Old Wang, step aside and let Madam push my wheelchair."

The servant who was originally responsible for pushing the wheelchair hesitated for a moment, then had no choice but to give up his position. Zhang Yingzi smiled and nodded, taking the handle of the wheelchair. She even leaned down and said softly to Old Master Lin, "Master, don't worry, I'm not going anywhere." She stretched out her fair and slender hand and gently patted the old man's shoulder to comfort him.

Grandpa Lin nodded, finally regaining his composure.