Chapter 7 Lin Wanqing has a way of insulting people
Lin Wanqing stood up with her coffee, walked over, and when she looked down at those things, it was as if she was looking at a pile of junk, as if to say, I don't know why some people would value junk so much.
He was stung by Lin Wanqing's eyes, and at this moment he felt unprecedented humiliation.
Zhang Guodong clenched his hands tightly and hung them at his sides.
Everything was spread out on the ground. Lin Wanqing strolled around slowly, as if inspecting something. A cup of fragrant coffee was in her hand. She used her foot to rub the jewelry box that others treasured like a treasure. She looked up and said, "I lent this pair of jade earrings to my sister-in-law. She never returned them."
"And this gold bracelet."
“So is this watch.”
Lin Wanqing raised her eyebrows slightly, "My sister-in-law probably has a bad memory. She never remembers to return the things she borrows."
"You don't need these things, so what's wrong with lending them to your sister-in-law? It's not like you really won't return them, it's just a few days late. Why are you so sarcastic?"
Zhang Guodong felt distressed. He felt distressed that the woman he loved was being treated so badly. She was kicked and kicked by someone who didn't care about her at all. She was carefully held by another woman a while ago, and now she was being insulted like this. How could Zhang Guodong not feel distressed?
"You're being too picky! You'd rather leave it there to gather dust than let your own sister-in-law wear it!"
"She's your sister-in-law, not someone else! How can you be so heartless!"
Listen, this man is used to putting labels on her.
Lin Wanqing laughed instead of getting angry, "Zhang Guoliang, don't you want your noble reputation anymore?"
Zhang Guodong's lips trembled and he couldn't refute a single word.
When someone pokes fun at you, you feel guilty.
Lin Wanqing chuckled softly and turned to walk towards the sofa. Her voice was neither loud nor soft, just enough for him to hear clearly.
Zhang Guodong's face turned pale and he suddenly felt embarrassed.
Lin Wanqing sat down on the sofa and said, "Uncle, I've looked at all the things. I'll keep the ones that belong to me and I want. The rest are just gifts for you."
"No!" Zhang Guodong immediately waved his hand, stiffening his neck and saying with considerable nerve, "We don't want it, or you'll accuse us of taking advantage of you."
"It's not a good thing anyway. If you like it, keep it. If you don't want it, you can dispose of it yourself." Lin Wanqing curled her lips and said nonchalantly, "Why don't you throw it away? It's too troublesome for me to dispose of it."
What does that mean? Does it mean they're rag pickers? He can't bear to throw things away, but he feels insulted if he doesn't.
Zhang Guodong was really furious! But he didn't know how to refute it, and his breath was stuck in his chest and he almost couldn't breathe.
When did Lin Wanqing become so aggressive and sarcastic? Where did the gentle, innocent Lin Wanqing from before, who didn't know anything and believed everything others said? How could she have changed so drastically in less than half a day?
Zhang Guodong didn't understand and felt angry and depressed. He tried hard to suppress his anger, hoping to appear as if he didn't care at all.
Lin Wanqing was very happy to see how aggrieved he was, and immediately wanted to make him feel even worse.
"Brother, where's your family's deposit slip? I want to take a look too. By comparing your income with the household bills, I'll know that you really didn't embezzle money from the Lin family."
She had the Lin family's account book next to her and pointed with her finger.
In her previous life, her sister-in-law Lin Wanqing had taken a lot of money from her.
Her sister-in-law, Yang Aihua, has lived with her father in the Lin family since she was a child, occasionally doing odd jobs in the kitchen. The Lin family was kind enough to support her studies, thinking that they were looking for a companion for Lin Wanqing because she was lonely.
When they grew up, Yang Aihua married Zhang Guoliang, and Lin Wanqing married Zhang Guodong. Although Yang Aihua still worked in the kitchen, she became Lin Wanqing's sister-in-law in name, moved upstairs from the servants' room, and it was natural for her to ask for money.
I don’t know how much he embezzled from purchasing.
Even though he knew that Lin Wanqing was going to check the accounts, Zhang Guodong was not panicked. Lin Wanqing was a delicate young lady who had never gone out to buy food in her life. Everything she ate and used was served to her. How could she know the price of anything?
To put it bluntly, he is an idiot in life and is very easy to fool.
Zhang Guodong said calmly, "I don't know where my family's deposit slip is. You should ask your sister-in-law. She's gone back to her parents' home to pick up your son. Why don't we wait for her to come back and go together?"
Lin Wanqing nodded, "Okay."
Anyway, none of them can escape.
Mother Lin was reluctant to go downstairs. She knew that as long as she moved downstairs, her status would change again.
She was no longer the master of the house, but a servant, and that was her nightmare.
Lin Wanqing lost her patience, picked up her tattered clothes and threw them directly down from the second floor.
The rain was flying all over the sky, and Mother Lin screamed and ran downstairs quickly.
These are all good things! She has worked hard to save them in the Lin family for so many years.
"Lin Wanqing, I'm your mother-in-law! Do you still care about me?" Aunt Zhang packed her things with tears in her eyes. "Since Guodong is gone, you've been treating your mother-in-law harshly. There's no one in the world as heartless as you!"
"It was your good son who said that he didn't want to take advantage of our Lin family, so I made such a clear distinction. Why are you questioning me?" Lin Wanqing stood on the second floor and looked down at them.
Her attitude was still that of a superior young lady, and she no longer looked like the daughter-in-law of the Zhang family who could be manipulated by them.
"Okay, pack up your things." Lin Wanqing curled her lips in disgust, turned around and went upstairs.
Zhang Guodong gritted his teeth.
Although Lin Wanqing took back a lot of things, compared with what he had transferred out of the Lin family over the years, it was just a drop in the bucket.
The keys and credentials were in his and Lin Wanqing's bedroom, but he hid them carefully so they would not be easily discovered.
As long as he finds a chance to take it out.
Zhang Guodong was packing his things and thinking about what happened today.
He just thought about it for a while and figured it out.
Lin Wanqing probably loved him too much and couldn't accept the fact that he left, so she was shocked and became a different person.
Lin Wanqing relied on her so much and trusted him so much before. Suddenly losing him made her heartbroken and unable to accept it, so she was so aggressive. It must be like this.
He never doubted his own charm.
If one day he told Lin Wanqing the truth that he had just impersonated his elder brother, Lin Wanqing would accept him without hesitation, and might even feel a sense of relief as if she had regained what she had lost.
So it’s all temporary at the moment, and he has a way out.
Thinking of this, Zhang Guodong hummed softly, tidied his hair, and packed his things into the guest room on the first floor while singing confidently.
When Yang Aihua came back from her parents' home, Lin Wanqing happened to be in the hall, reading a newspaper in her hand, looking like she was doing nothing. Yang Aihua looked at her suspiciously, wondering if she was waiting for her.
She walked upstairs as usual. Lin Wanqing quickly flipped a page of the newspaper and said, "From now on, you will live on the first floor."
"What?" Yang Aihua thought she had misheard and repeated herself, "You want us to move to the first floor?"
Lin Wanqing nodded. "Yes, you are not the owner of the Lin family. Isn't it natural for you to move down?"
"Mom and Guoliang also agree?" Yang Aihua looked embarrassed, standing on the steps, her legs stuck there awkwardly.
"What do you mean by agree or disagree?" Lin Wanqing glanced at him and said, "What qualifications do they have? I am the master of this house."
Yang Aihua stood there in a daze, the scene of being treated like a servant by Lin Wanqing was still vivid in her mind. Lin Wanqing used to look at her with the same eyes.
The feeling of contempt that she was not taken seriously at all was her nightmare.
She was angry and furious, but every time Lin Wanqing showed this expression, she subconsciously felt inferior, so inferior that she was helpless.
But she immediately understood in her heart that Zhang Ma and Guodong did not gain any benefits from her during the first seven days ceremony, but were instead given a beating by Lin Wanqing.
Then it depends on her next.
Yang Aihua coughed pretentiously and said, "Sister-in-law, you haven't seen Zhijie for a few days. My mother has made the child fat."
"Where is the child?" Lin Wanqing finally remembered to ask.
It is said that Yang Aihua, who went back to her parents' home to pick up her child, now came back empty-handed, with no sign of Zhang Zhijie.
Yang Aihua walked down a few steps and said with her head tilted up, "My nephew said he doesn't want to go home."
"It would be a lot easier for you if someone could look after the child for you." Yang Aihua said with a half-smile, "It's just the childcare fee, shouldn't you pay for it?"
"Otherwise, if your son doesn't come home, I can't do anything about it."
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