At the funeral.
The black and white photos of Lin Yaohua and Ning Wanru were placed above, and both of them had slightly raised corners of their mouths. Everyone who came to the funeral sighed that the world is unpredictable.
Lin Jinshu was wearing a black ankle-length skirt, and her brown, slightly curly hair was gently tied up. Her red and swollen eyes and dark circles could not hide the girl's delicate features. Tears were hidden in her obsidian eyes, and sadness always enveloped her. At this moment, Lin Jinshu looked more like Algea, a god of sorrow.
Suddenly, a noise at the door broke the silence of the mourning hall.
Lin Yaoguo rushed in with his wife and daughter in a rage.
"Second uncle, second aunt." Lin Jinshu said in a hoarse voice, slightly bowed to Lin Yaoguo and Xu Wenhui, but there was a tenacity in his eyes.
"Bah! Who is your second uncle?" Lin Yaoguo's face was full of disgust and aversion, and his loud voice made everyone in the mourning hall look at him sideways.
Lin Jinshu was stunned, not knowing what Lin Yaoguo meant.
"Twenty years ago, you were thrown in the snow, and your elder brother and sister-in-law took you back home just because they felt sorry for you." Xu Wenhui wished everyone could hear her words, and the sarcastic voice lingered in Lin Jinshu's ears.
Lin Jinshu sneered: "Second Aunt, there will be a price to pay for spreading rumors."
"Still don't believe it? Take a look for yourself!" Xu Wenhui threw a brown paper bag in front of Lin Jinshu.
Lin Jinshu's expression changed, he straightened his back and picked up the paper bag, then reached in with his bony hands and took out the things inside.
Two paternity tests and several photos of swaddled children lying in the snow.
Every word on the paternity test stung Lin Jinshu. This incident was like a bolt from the blue, hitting Lin Jinshu on the head, making her feel like the whole world was spinning.
The onlookers nearby knew that something was wrong when they saw Lin Jinshu's pale face, and they all sighed and pointed.
"Do you believe it now?" Xu Wenhui's harsh voice sounded in front of Lin Jinshu. When Lin Jinshu looked up, he saw her triumphant smile.
"Uncle and aunt, you really think highly of me. You forged something like this just for a few shares." Lin Jinshu yelled at them with almost all her strength. She tightly grasped the information in her hand, but the military hospital shown on it was convincing.
Lin Yaoguo sneered: "Fake? Lin Jinshu, you think too highly of yourself!"
"What? Could it be that this Miss Lin is really not the daughter of Mr. Lin and Mrs. Lin?"
"How could that be? They both treat their daughter like a treasure!"
"Look at that Lin Lao Er's aura. He must have evidence to say that!"
Some guests who came to pay their respects couldn't help but start discussing in low voices.
"What are you still standing there for? Why don't you drag this bastard out? Are you insulting my Lin family here?" Lin Yaoguo turned around and said to the black-clad bodyguards behind him, looking at Lin Jinshu coldly, with his face completely devoid of the previous kindness.
Before Lin Jinshu could react, several bodyguards walked over, lifted her up, and pinched her arms, making her feel like her bones were about to break.
"I wonder who dares to touch me!" Lin Jinshu's voice resounded in the mourning hall, and the bodyguard who had just pinched her arm subconsciously let go.
Lin Jinshu looked at the black and white photos of her second uncle, second aunt and her parents who were standing in the mourning hall. She narrowed her eyes and didn't know what she was thinking.
Last night, the calm river surface in City A suddenly reflected a flash of fire.
Flames shot up from the Lin family villa, burying the night and illuminating half the sky red. The billowing black smoke swayed like a demon, rising wantonly in the air.
Two figures, one far and one near, were struggling in the sea of fire, their cries for help almost inaudible.
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