A gentle breeze stirred the stray hairs on Leng Lin's forehead.
She wore a light blue dress, revealing a small section of her fair and smooth calves. On her pert nose, a pair of bright eyes gazed at Lin An, her eyelashes fluttering slightly.
The girl had grown increasingly beautiful. Just thinking about her rosy lips and her sweet voice calling him "brother" made Lin An's heart flutter. He smiled and said:
"Call me whatever you want, I think my brother is great."
Leng Lin pouted and snorted, clearly dissatisfied with the arrangement of being siblings:
"But I don't want to be your sister."
After saying that, she waved her little fist and gently punched Lin An in the chest.
If another girl did this, she would look very charming and cute, giving off a feeling of "spare the rod and spoil the child."
But it was different when the puncher was Leng Lin. With just one small punch, Lin An's mouth formed an "o" shape in pain, his chest was in excruciating pain, and the pain instantly spread throughout his body.
Lin An snapped out of his reverie and stopped daydreaming. He began to think about a practical problem: when Leng Lin grew up and became more cunning, like many girls, she would learn to manage others. Would he dare disobey her then? In the face of absolute power, any sweet talk would be futile. It was terrifying!
"Lin An, why aren't you saying anything?" Leng Lin tilted her head and looked up at Lin An, her face full of innocence.
Thank goodness, she's still young and doesn't understand much, Lin An thought to himself, forcing a smile.
“That’s just a form of address. We’re not related by blood, we’re not real siblings. If you don’t like it, you don’t have to call me brother. We can each address each other separately. Aunt Tong is my godmother, we’re mother and son, I call her Mom. I’m your friend Lin An, you can still call me by my name like before.”
"Alright, I'll still call you Lin An."
The girl smiled with satisfaction. She was determined to nip this damned sibling relationship in the bud.
Looking at the sweet smile on her face, Lin An gently shook his head, perhaps he was overthinking it.
Uncle Wu, accompanied by several bodyguards, stood a few meters away from them, watching the two flirting on the bench with a loving expression.
Because the bodyguards looked fierce and menacing, no one else in the park dared to approach them. Seeing everyone going around them, Leng Lin felt a little uncomfortable.
"Why is this Uncle Wu following me around? I don't like him bringing people with him."
“You have to get used to it; you’re the daughter of the Tong family,” Lin An replied.
"All right."
Leng Lin didn't understand what had happened and was still a little confused. She had only gone to take the college entrance examination, and after finishing the math exam, she became a rich heiress. Did she have some kind of math reward system attached to her? The more questions she got wrong, the bigger the reward. Because she knew too few questions on a test, the system directly rewarded her with becoming a rich heiress.
However, she wasn't surprised at all that her mother was a wealthy heiress.
From a young age, the persona she had created for her mother was that of a wealthy heiress who had been separated from her family and was finally found and reunited with them.
Even if she was dull-witted, she could tell that Tong Jiaojiao's extraordinary temperament was not something that could be cultivated in an ordinary family.
When her mother was found by the family, she and her father went back to the family with her mother and enjoyed a life of luxury.
Now, her dream had become a reality. With this thought in mind, Leng Lin was secretly delighted. Hehehe, even if she didn't get into university, she didn't have to worry about finding a job. Suddenly, she felt that tomorrow's exam would be a piece of cake.
She raised her rosy little face, looked at the moon in the sky, and enjoyed the bright future of a carefree, leisurely life.
Lin An stared blankly at her pretty face, recalling what Xu Mo had told him about the Lin family before dinner: the Lin Corporation was now defunct and bankrupt.
Everything unfolded as expected, except for the private detective agency demanding more money.
After all, they needed to go to Beijing with Yang Li, which was considered a business trip. Adding 600 yuan a day for travel allowance wasn't excessive, as accommodation in Beijing was too expensive.
He took out his phone and sent Xu Mo a WeChat message.
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The next morning, Lin Xia got up early in her rented room.
Yesterday, Lin Wan led her to rent a two-bedroom, one-living-room apartment of 80 square meters from an agency.
To save on living costs in the long run, I rented a place near the suburbs, but fortunately it's close to the subway, so getting around is relatively convenient.
Being further away has its advantages; these are all new residential areas.
The house was built a few years ago, the decoration is cozy, and the community environment is nice. Overall, Lin Xia is quite satisfied.
She got up early in the morning and went straight into the kitchen.
Last night, she bought a serving of mixed chicken frames at the night market. The auntie selling the chicken frames gave her an extra portion of seasoning, telling her that adding this seasoning to fried rice would make it incredibly delicious.
Lin Xia craved delicious food all night long, and her dreams were filled with it.
She frantically worked in the kitchen, clattering and clanging, and came out with a pot of dark, murky rice.
As she carried two bowls of fried rice out of the kitchen, her older sister, Lin Wan, also got up.
"Come and eat, try my cooking." Lin Xia gestured for Lin Wan to sit down and pushed a bowl of fried rice in front of her.
Lin Wan looked at the dark object in front of her, her face showing reluctance, and said awkwardly, "I'm not hungry, you eat first."
Lin Xia eagerly took a bite, his handsome face contorting into a mask of pain as he stuck out his tongue and whimpered, "Why is it so awful? Auntie lied to me."
Smelling the burnt smell, Lin Wan laughed and said, "Is it possible that Auntie wasn't lying, and that you just can't cook?"
"Tch, I've never cooked before, no one taught me, I'm lucky if I can even cook it properly," Lin Xia said, pouting.
She got up, opened the refrigerator, took out a bottle of cold milk, and started drinking it.
Lin Wan suddenly felt a pang of sadness. Old swallows teach baby swallows how to build nests, and big cats teach kittens how to catch mice. What did Lin Haoran and Zhang Wanru teach the sisters?
Marrying into a wealthy family, relying on a wealthy family, hooking up with rich men to make money and become a rich lady—these are the only survival skills they teach.
Their parents never taught them how to be independent and self-reliant, nor did they tell them what a good relationship is like or how to choose a good person to entrust their lives to.
She was smarter and grew through her studies and work, seeing through some things. Lin Xia was less intelligent; at home, she set her sights on Zhang Wanru and Lin Rou as her role models, and then she was deceived by Huang Mao and sold by her father.
Although Lin Wan was unwilling to admit it, she now understood in her heart that her parents not only did not love Lin An, but also did not love them.
Some people treat their children as private property, expecting something in return from the moment they are born.
Once they see no return, they discard it like worn-out shoes.
Perhaps only Lin Zhe has ever received Lin Haoran's selfless love.
Children who are not loved by their parents have a hard time; they need to raise themselves all over again before they can truly grow up.
Thinking of this, Lin Wan's eyes reddened slightly.
"Sis, what's wrong?" Lin Xia asked, holding a glass of cold milk and a piece of bread in her mouth. "Do you want some bread? I bought a lot."
"I'll eat it."
Lin Wan reached out and took the bread that Lin Xia handed her. It wasn't necessarily delicious, but at least it was edible.
She had just finished eating a piece of bread when Lin Haoran called.
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