He could actually do such a thing to her, the daughter she had called him for 18 years.

Lin Yao closed her eyes tightly, trying hard to hold back the tears that were about to flow.

She clenched her fists tightly, and drops of blood flowed down her fingertips and fell to the ground.

After a moment, she suddenly opened her eyes, and there was no innocence in her eyes, only hatred.

She tightly gripped the car keys in her hand, which she had earned with all her dignity.

With heavy steps, he walked down the stairs step by step to test drive the white Maserati.

Lin Yao felt that she had grown up today, not only physically but also mentally.

She hated Lin Hong, Feng Pingping, and even more so Lin Jiu.

She wanted to trample these people under her feet forever, make them kneel before her and repent, and then torture them severely.

After testing the car, Lin Yao passed by Lin Jiu's room and walked in.

He also saw the painting in the corner, which Lin Jiu called "A Hundred Ghosts Picture".

Suddenly Lin Yao shuddered.

Feng Pingping had searched for this painting before and didn't find it.

Now, why did it appear so eerie again?

Moreover, there is not only Tang Li but also Lin Yao in the painting.

Curse! Cursed painting!

The characters in the painting, Wu Yiyang, are dead, Gu Xi is crazy, and Tang Li is said to have died in Nanyang. Is she still living like a human being now?

Just then, the sound of a sports car's engine came from the direction of the Lin family's gate.

Lin Yao immediately erased the images of herself and Gu Xi from the painting.

In the study, Lin Hong held his purple clay teapot, stretched, walked to the window, and saw a sports car driving into the Lin family yard.

When he saw the license plate number clearly, the purple clay teapot in his hand fell to the ground with a "crash" and shattered into pieces. Lin Hong felt so distressed.

But now, he didn't even have time to feel sorry for the purple clay teapot, and immediately rushed downstairs to meet the car.

He wanted to see who was in the car because the Medical Saint Ye Sheng was in Bincheng recently.

The car stopped, Ye Xiu pushed the door open and got out to open the door for Lin Jiu.

Lin Hong didn't know Ye Xiu, he only knew Ye Sheng.

When the Qian family held a grand banquet, they hung an enlarged photo of Ye Sheng in the main banquet hall.

Lin Hong was relieved when he saw that the person getting off the car was not Ye Sheng.

"Jiuer is back. Dad was really worried to death so late." Lin Hong walked over.

"Uncle Lin, don't worry, I'm here. I'll always bring Xiaojiu back no matter how late it is."

Lin Hong looked at the man in front of him. He had a face more beautiful than a woman's and his arm was bandaged. Who was this?

Shouldn't Huo Shen be the one who has always been with Lin Jiu?

Could something unexpected have happened again?

"Sir, you look unfamiliar, and your accent doesn't sound like someone from Bincheng. I'm sorry you were injured and still brought Jiu'er back. What should I call you, Sir?"

"I'm definitely not from Bincheng. I'm from Nanyang. My name is Ye Xiu."

Lin Hong suddenly felt hit hard. The Ye family from Nanyang?

It is impossible for the Ye family to find Lin Jiu.