The rooms of other members of the Lin family are all on the second floor, and Lin Can occupies all the rooms on the third floor by himself.
Lin Feng did what he said and opened Lin Can's room for An Hongling to move in.
An Hongling only glanced at the bedroom with its own large curved terrace, and immediately retracted her gaze to the large bed that was piled with all kinds of clothes.
Lin Can looks so bright and fashionable, but his room is so shabby. It's really beyond imagination.
Seeing him standing at the door without moving, Lin Feng asked hurriedly:
"Why don't you go in?"
"I don't deserve to live in such a nice room! I'd better go to another empty room! Otherwise, when you kick me out tomorrow, you'll blame me for dirtying the boudoir of the daughter of the Lin family."
Lin Feng was hurt by the aggrieved stubbornness in her eyes, and the guilt in his heart surged wildly:
"Hong Ling, you are the daughter of our Lin family. You can live in any room you want. No one has the right to kick you out."
An Hongling was pushed in by him, but when he saw the messy room, his face was suddenly filled with embarrassment.
"I'd better arrange the room opposite for you! The room opposite also has a large balcony. You can stay there for tonight, and tomorrow I'll take you out to buy some furniture and clothes that you like."
An Hongling nodded and followed Lin Feng to the opposite side...
As soon as An Hongling entered the room, Lin Can slapped her in the face and forced her to give up her room. This made He Yinshuang even more dissatisfied with the daughter she had found.
At dinner time, An Hongling discovered that the bowls and chopsticks used by everyone in the family were all made of the same high-end white porcelain, except for hers which was an earthenware bowl with a small chip on it, which was the kind used by the beggars.
He Yinshuang intended to isolate her and draw a clear line between her and the Lin family through this behavior.
Lin Zhiyuan saw through her behavior at a glance. He did not blame his wife in front of the younger generation. He calmly asked He Yinshuang to bring another set of bowls and plates.
He Yinshuang sat down without even raising her eyelids, and said coldly:
"I forgot that there was going to be one more person at home and I didn't prepare any extra dishes, so she just had to make do with it! Anyway, you get the same food no matter which bowl you eat from."
An Hongling sensibly comforted Lin Zhiyuan: "Uncle, Auntie is right! It doesn't matter what bowl you eat from. When I was in my foster parents' house, I ate from this kind of bowl and couldn't even eat these good things! I'm already satisfied if you can let me sit at the table to eat."
When Lin Zhiyuan heard An Hongling talk about the suffering she had endured, he was tormented by guilt and could not calm down.
He lost his daughter twenty years ago and now he has finally found her, but he still lets her eat with a broken bowl. Isn't this a slap in his face?
What if word got out that his Lin family couldn't afford to buy dishes and chopsticks, or that he was deliberately mistreating his own daughter?
Thinking of this, he suddenly slammed the table at He Yinshuang and said, "I reminded you half a month ago to prepare things for our daughter's return. Today you are trying these unpresentable tricks with me, so you can eat this broken bowl by yourself."
After Lin Zhiyuan finished speaking, he directly swapped An Hongling and He Yinshuang's bowls.
He Yinshuang looked at the rough earthen bowl thrown in front of her and felt extremely humiliated. Anger and grievance surged up from her chest.
"Lin Zhiyuan, how could you humiliate me for this outsider who is not close to us?"
Lin Zhiyuan, contrary to his usual behavior, not only did he not try to appease his angry wife, but he spoke sharply:
"You also know that this is a humiliation, don't you? Hong Ling is your biological daughter, born after ten months of pregnancy. What you did is too chilling. I think you should reflect on it with Lin Can."
He Yinshuang was humiliated in public and was so angry that her facial expression changed several times. Finally, she smashed the bowl in anger.
“Pah—”
Lin Zhiyuan was about to reprimand her for going too far, but when he looked up and saw her face full of tears, his rock-hard heart softened instantly.
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