The speed at which this expression changed left the employees who were secretly watching nearby completely stunned.

I had heard that Mr. Lin had a bad relationship with his parents, but I never expected that his biological mother was such an unreasonable shrew.

He's also a gambler who occasionally asks his son for hundreds of millions to pay off his debts!

"This old lady is awful, so disgusting."

Someone muttered a complaint, and someone else chimed in, "Yeah, even the face-changing technique in Sichuan opera isn't as fast as her."

"Don't insult Sichuan opera face-changing, okay? She doesn't deserve it. But, it's the first time I've seen the Palace Master of Tian Ce Palace, he's so handsome."

"I've heard that people from Tian Ce Palace are blessed with good fortune. I really hope to see him more often at the company in the future. I can absorb his good luck and he's also a sight to behold."

"That seems plausible! Look at his relationship with President Lin, they're holding hands! Oh my god! I think I've discovered something incredible. Could this be the reason President Lin let us leave work early yesterday? Ahhh!" (The pretty girl screams)

"My god, a real-life couple! Judging by their height, the boss should be on top, right? So, I love Princess Lin so much! All the bottoms in the world are mine, hehehe..." (The pretty girl blushes)

When the whispered discussions reached Dong Lihua's ears, they were mostly insults directed at her.

But this woman completely ignored these words.

She continued to stand shamelessly in front of Ji Linyuan: "Xiaoyuan, why don't you come home for dinner today? Mom hasn't cooked in a long time, let me cook a good meal for my son-in-law."

As she spoke, she reached out to take Si Jin's hand.

However, before those old hands adorned with jade rings could even touch Si Jin, Ji Yuan rebuked them with disgust: "Keep your filthy hands away from him!"

Dong Lihua paused for a moment, then awkwardly withdrew her hand.

She continued to smile obsequiously, "Yes, it's time to stay away. Mom's luck is bad; she loses every bet. We can't ruin her son-in-law's good fortune."

Ji Yuan felt extremely disgusted and pulled Si Jin back a step: "We won't go home. Tian Ce Palace is a major Xuanmen sect, and I've wanted to marry into it for a long time."

Any normal mother would object immediately upon hearing that her only son wanted to marry into his family.

But Dong Lihua disagreed, saying, "Oh, it's great to marry into the family. You're now a member of the Tian Ce Palace, and so is Mom. I'm so happy."

“Oh right, that…” She tried to recall Si Jin’s name, but when Ji Yuan introduced her, she only heard the words “Palace Master of Tian Ce”.

She could only say, "Son-in-law, I have a gambling game tomorrow night... and some other things to do. For the sake of us being family, could you please ask for a lucky charm?"

“Alright, it’s settled then. Come to Tian Ce Palace to pick it up in three days.” Si Jin agreed readily. Seeing Dong Lihua’s delight, he added, “Two hundred million per sheet, absolutely lucky, no bargaining.”

Through his exploration of Ji Yuan's memories, he discovered that Dong Lihua had sold 100 million yuan in cash back then by exploiting her son's suffering.

Now, we must take it back two times over.

Dong Lihua's face stiffened, and her smile gradually faded: "Son-in-law, we're all family now, why are you still acting like your mother..."

"Who is the mother?" Si Jin pulled Ji Yuan past Dong Lihua and said in a deep voice as they brushed past her, "A person who relies on the pain of selling her son to pay off gambling debts does not deserve to be a mother."

"Just a reminder, what I just said wasn't a deal, it was a fact."

"If you can't come up with 200 million in cash to buy the lucky charm in three days, the evil spirits from those paintings will come down and tear you apart."

After saying that, he and Ji Yuan walked towards the door.

Dong Lihua was addicted to gambling and extremely superstitious. She would even spend a long time studying what fortune tellers said.

Not to mention the power of the Heavenly Strategy Palace Master's words.

Si Jin spoke her last few words very softly, yet they sounded like a call from hell, making her shiver involuntarily.

It's so cold...

Dong Lihua suppressed her shock and looked up at the sky.

It's a bright sunny day, but why do I suddenly have the illusion of falling into an ice cave?

Two hundred million! She still owes seven million, where is she going to get two hundred million?

The most valuable thing in the house is the sports car she drove.

How about we sell it to raise the money?

Just then, I heard Ji Yuan, who had walked to the door, give a calm instruction to the security guard.

“This car is registered in my name. I don’t like it anymore because it’s dirty. Smash it.”