When Shao Xuelian was mentioned, Han Junche's dark eyes darkened.
Yin Xiangdong stood up: "I won't keep you any longer. Don't worry, after the Nine Lives Base is destroyed, I won't let her talk nonsense anymore. I didn't restrain her before, firstly because the world is vast and we might not be able to find you, so it's okay for her to have something to look forward to. Secondly, I didn't know you had someone you liked, and I was hoping to kill two birds with one stone. Now that I know, I won't let her talk nonsense."
Han Junche stood up: "Then I'll leave it to Uncle Yin."
"I should thank you," Yin Xiangdong said with a smile. "Otherwise, with my old bones, I wouldn't have to go through all that trouble."
Han Junche and Yin Xiangdong left after reaching an agreement, and apart from that one glance when they entered, they never looked at Yin Wanrou again.
After seeing Han Junche off and closing the door, Yin Xiangdong turned to Yin Wanrou and said, "Aren't you giving up yet?"
Yin Wanrou slumped onto the sofa, sobbing uncontrollably, and didn't answer him at all.
Yin Xiangdong sighed, sat down beside her, gently stroked her head from behind, and said softly, "I didn't stop you before because I thought it would be great if you could win him over. But you see, he will never like you. If you keep making trouble, he will only hate you more and more."
Yin Wanrou remained silent. How could she forget the long-held expectations and obsessions of so many years?
Yin Xiangdong didn't press her, but instead advised, "Xiao Han is meticulous. There's no rush to form an alliance with the Nine Lives Base. We can discuss it after the winter when the Nine Lives Base is short of supplies. That would make things much simpler."
"But in order to get rid of us, father and daughter, he went before winter. Although I don't know how he negotiated, he must have paid a higher price than if he had gone after winter."
“He is a kind and righteous person, and we cannot repay kindness with enmity. In the apocalypse, we are lucky to have met him. He gave us a safe place and arranged a way out. Otherwise, just because you caused him and Chi Xia to have a cold war, he could have easily kicked us out of the base.”
Upon hearing this, Yin Wanrou finally spoke up: "No...it's impossible, there's still Aunt Qiu!"
"You're too naive."
Yin Xiangdong sighed: "To put it bluntly, your Aunt Qiu is just managing the base for him. Besides, although you call her Aunt Qiu, you have nothing to do with Qiu Qin. Your father and I are no longer the same people we were before the apocalypse. No one will flatter or fawn over us anymore. Everything depends on strength."
At this point, he added, "Even before the apocalypse, Qiu Qin and I were just ordinary colleagues, not close friends. When Xiao Han posted the announcement, Qiu Qin came to me, subtly hinting that if I didn't accept Xiao Han's last act of kindness, I would be kicked out of the base, and she had no choice but to accept it."
Yin Wanrou had never thought about these things. Having been out of touch with society for many years and never having had a proper relationship with anyone, her mentality was still that of a ten-year-old. In addition, her long-term confinement in the hospital inevitably led to her narrow-mindedness, selfishness, and self-pity, believing that the whole world should give in to her.
Now that Yin Xiangdong has so bluntly explained the seriousness of the situation, she realizes that she is nothing at all.
If it weren't for Yin Xiangdong's pre-apocalyptic influence, she wouldn't even have been qualified to stay in the base, let alone force Chi Xia to give up Han Junche and get him to be with her.
Seeing that she had finally come to some understanding, Yin Xiangdong breathed a sigh of relief: "Think it over carefully, and once you've figured it out, pack your things. We'll leave first thing tomorrow morning."
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