What Should I Do If I Transformed into a Scorned Person?

Lin Qinghuan transmigrated into the body of a pitiable girl who was not doted on by her father, disliked by her mother, detested by her brother, and schemed against by her sister. Facing unfair tre...

Chapter 283 Children's Words Are Innocent

Lin Qinghuan smiled as she recalled Er Laizi's dumbfounded expression, humming a cheerful tune as she walked lightly toward home.

Lin Qinghuan stopped in her tracks, slipped behind a large tree by the roadside, and cautiously peeked out to look at Li Jian and Lin Yu chatting by the roadside. Seeing that they seemed to have a good relationship, a hint of surprise appeared on her face.

Lin Yu and Li Jian are from different generations and are also quite different in age. When did their relationship become so good?

Something's not right, something's very wrong.

Lin Qinghuan suddenly thought of Li Jian's anger and resentment when he learned that Lin Piaoxue was going to marry Li Qiang, and Lin Yu and Lin Piaoxue were separated by a life, so they should be considered enemies!

Lin Qinghuan had a sudden flash of inspiration, and a bold guess came to mind: Could it be that Li Jian and Lin Yu were plotting some conspiracy to deal with Lin Piaoxue?

After watching Li Jian and Lin Yu walk away, Lin Qinghuan emerged from behind the big tree, a mischievous smile playing on her lips as she looked at their retreating figures.

Li Jian, this sycophant, turned to hatred out of love and wanted to take revenge on Lin Piaoxue. The loyal dog turned on her in an instant. I wonder if the shrewd and worldly-wise Lin Piaoxue can withstand it.

I'm so excited!

Lin Qinghuan touched her face. Although the scars on her face had healed, the excruciating pain she felt when she was injured still haunted her and she couldn't forget it.

Lin Qinghuan scoffed. The wicked always find their benefactors. She wouldn't be so saintly as to remind Lin Piaoxue; she would just watch the show from the sidelines and see Lin Piaoxue and Li Jian fight like dogs.

Lin Qinghuan returned home in a cheerful mood. As she passed Lin Piaoxue's convenience store, she turned her head to look at Lin Piaoxue, who was selling things. A mischievous smile appeared on her lips, but it vanished in an instant.

Lin Piaoxue looked up and her eyes met Lin Qinghuan's. Her expression darkened slightly, and she looked at Lin Qinghuan with wariness. She wondered to herself, "Could it be that Lin Qinghuan can't stand seeing me marry Li Qiang and wants to do something about it?"

Lin Qinghuan saw Lin Piaoxue's expression and gave her a disdainful smile. She wouldn't take action against Lin Piaoxue out of hatred and dirty her own hands.

When Lin Qinghuan returned home, she saw her uncle, grandfather, and father chatting happily under the eaves, while Lin Qinghui was playing alone in the yard.

"Uncle!" Lin Qinghuan greeted her uncle with a smile.

Uncle Lin looked Lin Qinghuan up and down. Her skin was as white as snow, her features were delicate, and she had an ethereal air about her. Standing gracefully in the courtyard, she looked like a young lady from a respectable family. He said with deep emotion, "Qinghuan, you've become even more beautiful. In just a few months, you've gone from a dark and thin little girl to a fair and tender young lady. It's like night and day. What a transformation!"

Lin Qinghuan chuckled and said, "I live well, eat well, sleep well, and am protected from wind and rain. I don't have to work every day, and Grandpa even hired a nanny to take care of me. I have no worries at all. It would be a shame if I didn't become beautiful, given Grandpa's meticulous care."

Lin Qinghui exclaimed enviously, "Wow! Lin Qinghuan, you've finally turned the tables and are singing your praises! You've finally finally been able to hold your head high!"

Lin Qinghuan raised her chin slightly and asked arrogantly, "Envious, aren't you?"

Lin Qinghui nodded repeatedly. Living in a big house, wearing beautiful clothes, having delicious food, and being waited on hand and foot—everyone would envy that.

“Grandpa dotes on me, you can’t be envious of that,” Lin Qinghuan said with a smile.

"It's true that I can't be envious. Who told my grandfather to be less wealthy than your grandfather?" Lin Qinghui said with a sigh.

Uncle Lin's face darkened. The brat was looking down on him for being useless and not living a life of luxury with him!

Looking at Uncle Lin's dark face, Lin Qinghuan burst out laughing. Lin Qinghui, that rascal, is so funny!

“My dear nephew, your grandfather may not be very successful, but your great-grandfather is! When you grow up and get married, your great-grandfather will give you a big house and tens of thousands of yuan, so you can have a grand wedding and be very proud of yourself,” Lin Qinghuan said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Lin Qinghui's eyes lit up. A big house and tens of thousands of yuan—such a good deal!

But he is still young and will be many years away from getting married. If only he could get married now!

Lin Qinghui ran up to his uncle Lin and said excitedly, "Grandpa, I want a big house and lots of money. Please find me a wife to take home quickly."

Grandpa Lin, Father Lin, and Lin Qinghuan all looked at Lin Qinghui with unanimous agreement, thinking that the little kid who still smelled like a baby actually wanted to get married!

Uncle Lin's forehead was covered in black lines, his mouth twitched a few times, and he looked at Lin Qinghui speechlessly. This kid wanted a big house and money, he was crazy. Besides, what young lady would be willing to marry a callow child?

"Qinghui, you're still too young. It's too early for you to get married. Let's talk about it when you're older!"

"Grandpa, when will I be considered grown up?" Lin Qinghui asked.

Uncle Lin replied, "You are seven years old this year. You will be an adult at eighteen, and you can get married in eleven years."

Lin Qinghui hung his head dejectedly and said, "It will take that long. My great-grandfather is so old, can he live that long?"

When Uncle Lin heard Lin Qinghui's words, it was too late to cover Lin Qinghui's mouth. He subconsciously looked at Grandpa Lin and saw Grandpa Lin's gloomy face. He knew something was wrong and gave Grandpa Lin a dry smile. "Dad, Qinghui is young and doesn't know any better. Don't take it to heart."

Lin Qinghui scratched his head, wondering if he had said something wrong.