The boyfriend was beaten up by Lin Zhentian and fled in fear, while Lin Zhaodi was tied up and taken back to the hotel like a prisoner.
Now, she was under Lin Zhentian's close surveillance every day. Wanting to escape? It was simply a fantasy.
Lin Zhentian knew that he couldn't afford to offend the crazy woman Song Jiao, but he could still easily control his second sister Lin Zhaodi.
He made up his mind that he would not let this woman cause any more trouble no matter what.
Days passed one by one, and Lin's mother couldn't bear it anymore when she saw her clothes were torn and tattered.
She decided to go out for a walk and buy some new clothes.
Arriving at the bustling downtown, Lin's mother saw a newly opened sewing shop at a glance. The business was extremely booming and there was a constant stream of people.
She squeezed in curiously, wanting to see what the store was all about.
As soon as she entered the store, Lin's mother saw a familiar figure - Song Jiao!
Her eyes widened instantly, filled with shock.
She angrily pushed her way to the front, pointed at Song Jiao's nose and cursed, "Great! Lin Zhaodi, you demolished our house and left us with nowhere to live, and now you're here wearing good clothes and eating good food? Do you still have a conscience?"
Song Jiao has been waiting for this day, waiting for the Lin family to find out that she is making money and then come to beg her.
But a month has passed, and the family is clearly in the town, but it's like playing hide-and-seek with her, and she still can't see them.
Today, Lin's mother actually came to the door herself, and Song Jiao certainly would not miss this opportunity.
She immediately picked up the scissors and pointed them directly at Lin's mother, her eyes cold: "What are you still doing here? I told you that I won't marry that man, and you won't let me go? Do you just want to force me to death? I'm telling you, I, Song Jiao, am not that easy to bully!"
The customers in the store had heard Song Jiao mention her original family before, intentionally or unintentionally, especially that her parents planned to marry her to an old man in the village for 300,000 yuan.
When they heard this, they all stood up for Song Jiao.
"A person like this has already forced his own daughter to death once, and now he has the nerve to come here?" a customer said angrily.
"That's right! How shameless!" another customer echoed.
"Get out! Get out!" The customers were talking at once and pushing Lin's mother out.
Lin's mother was so embarrassed by the pressure that her face turned blue with anger. She loudly defended herself: "What do you mean by forcing me? She even demolished my house!"
However, her voice was quickly drowned out by the noise of the crowd.
Song Jiao watched Lin's mother being kicked out of the store, a hint of satisfaction flashing in her eyes. "Don't you like to spread rumors? Then try to see what will happen to you if these rumors happen to you."
After being pushed out of the sewing shop by the crowd, Lin's mother's face turned pale and her heart was filled with resentment and anger.
She took a deep breath, tried to calm herself down, and hurried back to the hotel.
As soon as she returned to the hotel, Lin's mother couldn't wait to call her husband and son into the room.
She said seriously, "Do you know what I saw in town today? I saw Lin Zhaodi. She opened a sewing shop in town, and her business is booming!"
When Lin's father and Lin Zhentian heard this, their eyes widened.
They didn't expect that Song Jiao had such ability that she could open a shop in the town.
"Is the shop really hers?" Father Lin asked in disbelief.
"It's absolutely true!" Lin's mother said with certainty. "I saw it with my own eyes. She's wearing fashionable clothes and living a very comfortable life!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Zhentian gritted his teeth and said, "This Lin Zhaodi is really going too far! She demolished our house, and now she's enjoying herself here? I won't let her go!"
So the three of them began to plot.
They decided to first investigate whether the shop belonged to Song Jiao. If it did, they would ask Song Jiao to pay for them to buy a new house; if not, they would make trouble until Song Jiao could no longer do so, so that she would know the consequences of offending the Lin family.
Song Jiao knew everything in her mind, and had long expected that the three people from the Lin family would not give up, so she specially prepared a big hammer and placed it in the most conspicuous place in the store.
When the last customer left satisfied, she picked up the hammer without saying a word and stood at the door in a heroic manner. Her posture was even more majestic than that of a door god.
The three members of the Lin family were hiding stealthily in a corner not far away. When they saw the hammer, they were so frightened that their faces turned pale and their legs were shaking.
"This... this bitch, she even brought a hammer to open a shop? Who does she want to hit?" Father Lin muttered in a trembling voice.
The three people who were so aggressive before and were planning to "settle accounts" with Song Jiao are now like deflated balls, wilted.
Father Lin rolled his eyes, wanting to throw this hot potato to his son: "Zhentian, you are her biological brother, go and have a good talk with her, and bring up the matter of the pension money."
When Lin Zhentian heard this, he shook his head like a rattle: "If you want to go, go ahead. You are her father after all!" He was calculating in his mind, but he didn't want to be cannon fodder at this time.
When Father Lin saw his son's behavior, he was filled with hatred, but he still pretended to be relaxed and tried to comfort him: "Well, just go ahead. Look at her shop, she makes a lot of money every day. If we let her spend a little more, wouldn't we have enough money to buy a house?"
When Lin Zhentian heard this, he felt that what his father said made sense, so he dusted off his hands and bravely walked towards Song Jiao's shop.
As soon as he reached the door, he shouted at the top of his voice: "Lin Zhaodi, oh no, Song Jiao! We know that this store is yours. Now, as long as you pay thirty... no, five hundred thousand, we will guarantee that you can run your business peacefully, otherwise..."
Hearing the sound, Song Jiao came out with a hammer in her hand, smiling. There was a hint of teasing in her smile: "What else can I do? My hammer doesn't recognize anyone."
When Lin Zhentian saw the hammer in Song Jiao's hand, his legs trembled with fear and his voice shook: "Otherwise...otherwise I will make sure your store can't continue to operate!"
Hearing this, Song Jiao curled her lips into a playful smile. She turned her head and winked at the dark place where several policemen were standing on high alert.
"Comrade police, you all saw this gentleman is suspected of extortion."
As soon as he finished speaking, the police suddenly appeared in the shadows like a ghost. Without saying a word, they directly pinned Lin Zhentian to the ground. "You are so young and you are already learning to blackmail people? Take him away!"
Lin's father and mother immediately rushed out anxiously. Lin's father spoke first, "Comrade police, this is all a misunderstanding! We are all family, how could we be blackmailing you?"
"Besides, he's still so young and doesn't know anything."
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