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Ye Wenyu was stunned, realizing that the people and things he was referring to were Lin Tingyue, Lin Tingxuan, Cai Wenchuan, Jiang Zhiming, her mother, and his stepmother.

She looked around and noticed that the number of servants in the Lin family seemed to have decreased significantly, making the house unusually quiet. The bright roses were in full bloom under the strong sunlight, but the vibrant flowers only made the two of them look listless.

The entire Lin family mansion resembled a giant graveyard, and the flowers looked as if they were blooming in front of a grave.

A gust of wind blew by, sending goosebumps up all over my body. The mountains and green forests in the distance looked like an ocean, with countless white ghosts seemingly inside.

Ye Wenyu couldn't help but shrink back.

Lin Tingfeng looked at Ye Wenyu with pity and said softly to her, "Xiaoyu, you seem to have lost weight. You've suffered a lot these past few days." His voice was full of apology and heartache.

Hearing this, Ye Wenyu raised her head again, filled with hatred. The greatest pain she had ever suffered was losing her mother. When she learned that the old woman had jumped off the building, she felt as if the sky had fallen!

Lin Tingfeng really is the one who killed her mother; she's here today for revenge!

Therefore, Ye Wenyu forced herself to smile in front of Lin Tingfeng. She composed herself, mustered her courage, and looked at the servants standing behind Lin Tingfeng. She thought to herself that if they started fighting, she would not be a match for Lin Tingfeng. If he had two more servants from the Lin family to help him, she would probably fail to get revenge in the end.

So, to ensure the success of her revenge, she had to find a way to get rid of these servants.

Therefore, once her heartbeat had calmed down, she took a step forward and smiled at Lin Tingfeng, saying, "Tingfeng, I have something I want to tell you. So much has happened, and I don't trust anyone anymore. So, could it be just the two of us—" She used a tone of consultation and inquiry, and tried her best to make her eyes appear gentle and affectionate, as if after so many things in life, she finally understood that he was the best person for her in this world.

Lin Tingfeng smiled, his eyes softening. He understood the meaning behind her words, so he waved his hand, and the two servants who had been serving him behind him withdrew.

The surroundings became unusually quiet, but Ye Wenyu knew that this was the calm before the storm. Her hands, hanging by her sides, began to tremble as she thought of her revenge plans. She could only move her feet constantly to ease the tension in her heart.

At this moment, Zhang Ma served black tea and fruit snacks, and said to Ye Wenyu with a smile, "Young Master said you like to eat this kind of shortbread when you drink tea. I heard you were coming, so I went to buy it early this morning."

Was it bought on purpose for her? Because Lin Tingfeng instructed it? Hearing this, Ye Wenyu felt a surge of warmth and surprise, but the image of her mother bleeding from all seven orifices quickly flashed before her eyes, so she closed her eyes. Seeing that she seemed somewhat unhappy, Lin Tingfeng said to Zhang Ma, "Alright, you can leave now. I want to have a quiet talk with Xiaoyu."

Aunt Zhang tactfully withdrew.

Ye Wenyu walked up to Lin Tingfeng and sat down next to him. Only when she sat close did she realize that the current Lin Tingfeng was completely different from the Lin Tingfeng of the past.

At this moment, his hair was gray, his face was haggard, his big eyes were tired and lifeless, and he was so thin that he was skin and bones, as if he were seriously ill.

She was somewhat shocked. Logically speaking, Lin Tingfeng was the only victor in the Lin family's inheritance battle, and he should be riding high. But now he looked ashamed. What had happened?

How did he become like this in just a few days?

Lin Tingfeng looked at Ye Wenyu and said softly to her, "In my life, before I met you, I basically didn't understand what love was. My heart was full of hatred and pain, and I was struggling to hold on, like weeds growing in a crack in a rock."

Ye Wenyu listened quietly.

Lin Tingfeng started coughing, and Ye Wenyu reached out and patted his back until the violent coughing subsided. Only then did Lin Tingfeng continue, "Until I met you, you were so earnest and hardworking, so unlucky yet so positive and optimistic, just like me when I was young. I couldn't help but care for you, and I was filled with love for you without even realizing it—"

As Lin Tingfeng spoke, he looked at Ye Wenyu with infinite tenderness, his voice as soft as velvet.

Ye Wenyu remained silent, but her heart was bleeding. She roared silently, "Is this how you love me? You love me, so you killed my mother?"

You say I have a miserable life, but you're adding insult to injury to my already tragic fate!

A breeze blew by, the sun shone brightly, and the air was filled with the fragrance of flowers, but Ye Wenyu felt neither warmth nor happiness.

Lin Tingfeng gazed at Ye Wenyu with lingering reluctance, as if bidding her farewell. He said softly, "It's just a pity that we met at the wrong time. I was married, you were too proud, and the Lin family was particularly complicated. People and things from the past came to me seeking revenge. Since they couldn't deal with me, they started targeting you."

Lin Tingfeng, still gritting his teeth, remained seething with hatred even after all those despicable people were dead. His face was ashen as he said, "I lost you twice. They knew you were my only weakness, that I couldn't bear to lose you, yet they still did it anyway. Xiaoyu, how can I describe the feeling of losing you? It's like falling into a deep, dark underground cave, not knowing when I'll be able to climb out, not knowing when I'll see the light again, feel the warmth. That feeling is terrifying, utterly indescribable. I never want to experience it again, not for the rest of my life!"

As Lin Tingfeng finished speaking, a wave of fear washed over him. He swiftly reached out and gripped Ye Wenyu's hand tightly. Ye Wenyu felt nauseous; it was as if a toad had suddenly jumped onto the back of her hand. But remembering the purpose of her trip, she forced herself not to struggle or resist.

She was like a docile rabbit, quietly letting Lin Tingfeng hold her hand, but hatred, like flammable resin, began to burn fiercely deep within her heart.

Lin Tingfeng gazed at her tenderly, a smile appearing in his eyes, his eyes brimming with gentle light. He said softly, "Xiaoyu, please forgive me. Everything I did before was only because I loved you and wanted you back by my side. From now on, I will never do anything to hurt you again. I promise you, nothing and no one will ever hurt you again!"

Ye Wenyu thought this was an opportunity. She tried to smile, stood up from her chair, pretended to be extremely moved, and quietly walked to Lin Tingfeng's side, keeping a very close distance from him.