Lin Jingyu leaned back comfortably and let out a long sigh of relief.
Look, she doesn't have to do anything; just a few words are enough to make people work for her. That's her weapon as a woman, and that's her skill.
Lin Jingyu was happily waiting for the news she had been longing for.
People she hates must die; Wen Shu and Li Duo are the people she hates.
She hated them, she hated everyone in the Lin family!
She wants revenge!
She wanted to take revenge on them all. Hadn't they just reunited with their daughter? Then she would make the Lin family's daughter die.
She hated Li Duo's betrayal and Wen Shu for taking everything from her. She hoped that everyone she hated would suffer a terrible death.
So when Lin Jingyu learned that Ma Jun had gone to attend the funeral, he was very excited.
If she remembered correctly, Ma Jun and Wen Shu seemed to have a very good relationship.
Although Lin Jingyu didn't know how Ma Jun and Wen Shu met or became familiar with each other, she knew that Ma Jun took good care of Wen Shu, like they were very good friends.
Lin Jingyu suspected that the funeral Ma Jun attended was actually Wen Shu's funeral.
Thinking of this, Lin Jingyu burst out laughing, "Hahaha..."
The auntie who was taking care of Lin Jingyu's meals couldn't help but ask with a smile, "Miss Lin seems to be in a very good mood today."
Lin Jingyu nodded lightly, "Yes, I am in a really good mood today because someone I absolutely hate died, and I am so happy."
The aunt froze. Was she happy that the person she hated so much was dead?
How much do you have to hate someone to wish they were dead?
The aunt didn't dare to say anything, she just kept her head down and set out the food.
Lin Jingyu's smile just wouldn't stop. As soon as Ma Biao entered the room, he saw Lin Jingyu's strange smile and couldn't help but frown: "Why are you smiling like that? Don't you have any self-awareness about your own appearance? Don't scare me, okay?"
Lin Jingyu's face darkened as soon as she saw Ma Biao. She said coldly, "Is there a problem with me smiling? I couldn't help but smile when something happy happened."
Lin Jingyu's belly is now big, and Ma Biao has lost interest in her. Lin Jingyu also takes advantage of her pregnancy and Ma Jun's attention to her, so she is not afraid of Ma Biao much.
Ma Biao plopped down, and Lin Jingyu, with her sensitive nose, instantly smelled the perfume of a strange woman. She couldn't help but feel nauseous and asked through gritted teeth, "Ma Biao, can't you stand not having a woman for a day?"
Ma Jun slumped back in his chair and said lazily, "Yeah, you're only just realizing this? I feel uncomfortable all over if I don't have a woman. Besides, I'm a man. If I don't sleep more while I'm young, I won't be able to sleep when I'm old."
As he spoke, he looked Lin Jingyu up and down, and said in a nonchalant tone, "Why are you so ugly and fat now? What's with all this oil on your face? At least dress yourself up a bit. I don't even feel like sleeping with you right now."
Lin Jingyu had no desire for any physical contact with him, but for him to say such things in front of her aunt was clearly giving others an opportunity to laugh at her.
Lin Jingyu wasn't afraid that Ma Biao wouldn't touch her, but she minded that outsiders would think she was pitiful, that she lived a shameful life, and that a woman like her had to please Ma Biao. That was what made Lin Jingyu furious!
If she could, she would rather never have met Ma Biao in her entire life. She must have been out of her mind to choose Ma Biao as her marriage partner.
Lin Jingyu now realizes that she has dug her own grave.
The auntie, naturally, didn't dare to say anything and quickly withdrew after all the food was served.
Lin Jingyu held her chopsticks and ate slowly.
Ma Biao truly lived up to his reputation as a scumbag; every word he uttered at the dinner table made Lin Jingyu want to vomit. Lin Jingyu was trembling with anger, gritting her teeth as she said, "Ma Biao, I'm pregnant right now, can't you stop saying these disgusting things?"
Ma Biao glanced at her, his expression not changing at all. "What kind of infuriating thing is that? Aren't I just telling the truth? You're already heavily pregnant, what are you being so dramatic about?"
"Looking at you now, even kneeling on the bed with your butt sticking out wouldn't interest me. A woman should have big breasts, a slim waist, and a perky butt. Right now, you're just a barrel; you disgust me. You can't expect me to stop being disgusted by saying a few nice words, can you?"
Lin Jingyu was so angry that she threw down her chopsticks, turned around and left, refusing to eat!
What's the point of eating? My good mood for the whole day has been ruined by Ma Biao.
She eats alone every day, and Ma Biao just had to come today to annoy her; she's had enough.
When Ma Jun returned home in the evening, Lin Jingyu made a rare appearance in the living room. She hummed a song softly while tidying up the baby's clothes.
These were all gifts brought by relatives and friends from both sides when they came to visit, including the little clothes that Shen Jingyao brought.
Since everyone knew it was a boy, everyone prepared boys' clothes.
Lin Jingyu had previously ignored the clothes, but today, in a good mood, she picked them up and tidied them up. Looking at the small clothes, Lin Jingyu finally thought they were somewhat cute.
After Ma Jun returned, Lin Jingyu casually asked, "Sister, I heard you went to a funeral today. Whose funeral was it?"
Then Lin Jingyu saw Ma Jun's face darken and his brows furrow. She sighed and said, "Forget it, let's not talk about it. It's too upsetting."
Ma Jun was really heartbroken. She didn't know Wen Shu's maternal grandmother, but seeing Wen Shu crying like that at the scene made her feel terrible.
She cried just as much when her mother passed away; she knew all too well the unbearable pain Wen Shu felt.
She knew that Wen Shu was raised by her maternal grandmother since childhood and had a deep bond with her. However, Wen Shu had no chance to show her filial piety before her grandmother passed away.
How could Wen Shu not be heartbroken?
Thinking of Wen Shu embracing the coffin and wailing, refusing to let go, Ma Jun was truly reminded of his own feelings when his mother passed away, and his eyes welled up with tears.
Now that Lin Jingyu has asked, Ma Jun really doesn't want to talk about it anymore, because she can empathize with him too much.
Ma Jun lowered his head, hiding his reddened eyes, but Lin Jingyu, who was always observing the micro-expressions on Ma Jun's face, saw it immediately.
She was almost certain that the funeral Ma Jun was attending today was for Wen Shu.
So, her fan succeeded?
After finishing their meal, Lin Jingyu said to Ma Jun, "By the way, sis, I want to go online for a bit. I don't mean anything by it, I just want to see if my mom has sent any messages."
Ma Jun glanced at her, then nodded and replied, "Just watch for half an hour. You're about to give birth, so take care of yourself. After you give birth, you can watch as much as you want."
Lin Jingyu agreed, took her phone and ran to her room, where she began searching for news related to the car accident.
She actually found it in the local news, but the article was ambiguous and unclear, though the killer's name gave her a clue.
Lin Jingyu immediately recognized the username as matching that of her fan.
The news report stated that a woman died at the scene of the car accident.
As expected, this person succeeded!
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