Lin Qinghuan laughed in exasperation at Lin Piaoxue's shameless behavior.

"Lin Piaoxue, do you really think I can't do anything to you? If I wanted to, I could kill you in a minute."

Seeing the anger on Lin Qinghuan's cold and indifferent face, Lin Piaoxue, fearing that she would anger Lin Qinghuan, immediately fell silent.

Seeing that Lin Piaoxue was sensible enough not to argue anymore, Lin Qing curled up a cold smile.

They really are asking for trouble.

Grandpa Lin said sternly, “You’re so vicious, I can’t give you the house. You have to transfer the house to your older brother. The gold and silver jewelry are yours. You have to give the rest of the money to your parents. Otherwise, I’ll send you to the police station. Even if your parents come, it won’t make a difference. You can try me if you don’t believe me.”

"Grandpa, you have so much money, why do you have to haggle with me over such a small amount of money?" Lin Piaoxue asked angrily.

Grandpa Lin said, "Because you are too cold and heartless, you don't deserve to spend my money."

“You abandoned your wife and children and left for decades, leaving Grandma heartbroken until her death. I inherited your cold-bloodedness,” Lin Piaoxue said, her neck stiff.

Lin Qing, Lin Feng, and Lin Qinghuan exchanged glances, their faces showing surprise. They hadn't expected Lin Piaoxue to dare to talk back at a time like this.

Grandma was a hidden pain in Grandpa's heart, and also his Achilles' heel. They were simply speechless that Lin Piaoxue dared to bring up Grandma Lin as a topic of conversation!

Enraged, Grandpa Lin picked up a teacup and threw it at Lin Piaoxue. Lin Piaoxue looked at the teacup hitting her and hurriedly covered her face. The teacup hit Lin Piaoxue's hand, causing her to groan in pain and gasp for breath.

That old tyrant is so domineering and dictatorial; he only allows officials to set fires while forbidding ordinary people to light lamps.

Seeing that Grandpa Lin's face was ashen with anger and his chest heaving, Lin Qinghuan worried that he might have a stroke from anger, so she got up and went into the kitchen to make a cup of ginseng tea.

"Grandpa, getting angry is bad for your health. Don't be angry. I made you a cup of ginseng tea. Drink a couple of sips to refresh yourself." Lin Qinghuan said, placing the cup on the coffee table.

Grandpa Lin's irritable mood calmed down a bit. He picked up the cup, blew on it, and took a sip of ginseng tea, which relieved the tightness in his chest.

Lin Feng looked at Lin Piaoxue with disgust. "Lin Piaoxue, you never think about others, yet you expect others to give to you unconditionally. You are still as selfish as before."

"Every man for himself, and heaven and earth will punish him. Don't try to make yourself sound so noble. You tolerated me before because you wanted to benefit from me. Now that you see I have nothing to gain, you immediately turn your back on me," Lin Piaoxue retorted without any politeness.

Lin Feng said frankly, "I do hope that you can marry into a good family, so that when your family is in trouble or being bullied, you can stand up and lend a hand. As for benefiting from your misfortune, I really have never expected that."

Lin Piaoxue said dismissively, "Whether you have any extravagant hopes or not, only you know."

Lin Qing frowned as she looked at Lin Piaoxue. "Even if your second brother has those kinds of thoughts, it depends on whether you're willing to help him. And even if you are, it depends on his own abilities. He's currently with Grandpa, receiving his personal guidance, and he'll become more and more outstanding. You don't need to worry about him benefiting from your success in the future."

“If Grandpa gives me a chance, I will definitely do better than any of you,” Lin Piaoxue said defiantly.

Lin Qinghuan sneered, "You must have done a great job. In the end, Grandpa's company will change hands and become yours."

"Stop trying to sow discord here," Lin Piaoxue said indignantly. "Grandpa gave you a villa and hired a nanny to take care of you. You live like a rich girl. If I were like you, I guarantee I would be ten thousand times more filial than you."

Looking at Lin Piaoxue's face, twisted with jealousy, Lin Qinghuan said with disdain, "Your father and mother used to treat you with all their hearts. They always gave you the best food and used any spare money to buy you clothes. How did you repay them? You stole the family's money, leaving the family destitute, and even almost killed your mother. Is this what you call filial piety?"

Grandpa Lin took a sip of ginseng tea, looked at Lin Piaoxue and said, "I can't accept your so-called filial piety. You should go and be filial to your father and mother!"

Lin Piaoxue's face turned pale and then red, and she felt extremely humiliated.

"Lin Piaoxue, I'll ask you one more time: are you going to jail, or are you going to have to spit out what you've been fed?" Grandpa Lin asked coldly.

Lin Piaoxue lowered her head, concealing the resentment in her eyes. She clenched and unclenched her fists, and finally said with a heavy heart, "I will transfer the house to my elder brother, and I will also take out the remaining money."

There's plenty of time; she'll get her hands on these things sooner or later.