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Meanwhile, on the other side...
"What's going on?" A voice belonging to an elderly man came through, filled with urgency and concern.
"I won't die!" Ling Xin replied lazily, barely lifting her eyelids, resembling a languid cat curled up in a chair. The weather seemed to grow colder, and she instinctively huddled into a ball, unwilling to acknowledge the visitor.
The old man, infuriated, puffed out his cheeks and scolded loudly, "What kind of attitude is that! Don't forget I'm your father!"
"My father died long ago. As a little orphan, how could I dare to associate with your Zhao Family?" Ling Xin's words dripped with bitterness, each syllable seeming to be squeezed out through clenched teeth. "You shouldn't have brought me back in the first place."
Hearing her assurance, Village Master Zhao finally felt relieved.
The Zhao Family Village had some reputation in the Jiangnan region, but they had always focused on business and struggled to make their way into officialdom.
This time, with the elder statesman Master Zhang gravely ill and beyond cure, he thought of Ling Xin, who had been away from home for many years. He hoped to use her healing skills as an opportunity to curry favor with high-ranking officials for greater convenience in business dealings in the future.
Village Master Zhao's eyes darted around as he forced a smile and said, "Xian'er, I heard from Han'er that you’ve been reluctant to see him? I remember you used to cling to him quite a bit!"
Ling Xin shot back with sharp words, showing no mercy. "Back then I was blind; now I've come to my senses."
Father Zhao's patience wore thin under her relentless remarks, and he finally couldn't help but shout, "Zhao Lingxin!"
"Father-in-law, Xian'er is still young; please don't be angry." Lin Han finally pushed the door open after listening for a long time outside.
As soon as Ling Xin saw him, she immediately stood up to leave.
Lin Han hurriedly blocked her path, looking at her with deep affection. " Xian'er, do you really not want to see me? It was I who was bewitched!"
Pei Xiuping looked up and regained his domineering demeanor. "I allow you to be bewitched by me for a while."
Ling Xin felt frustrated with herself for saying anything that led to this topic.
Pei Xiuping pretended to cough, desperately trying to hide the blush creeping onto his face. "By the way, when we go back, we will get married. You cannot oppose it."
Ling Xin didn’t object; she was simply stunned, her mind blank. After a long pause, she finally reacted and asked, "What about Qin Xiaolian?"
"Her? She poisoned me back then, causing my body to rot. I’ve already let that go, but I didn’t expect her to try to harm you as well by burning down Yiming Pavilion. This time, I will not let her off!" A fierce glint flashed in Pei Xiuping's eyes.
"Huh?" Poisoned him? Wasn’t it love? Ling Xin was completely confused. She paused for a moment before suddenly coming back to her senses. "You said Yiming Pavilion was burned down?"
"Yes, so you can only follow me now." Pei Xiuping's lips curled into a slight smirk, filled with a sense of triumph.
Follow him? Use his money from 'selling spiritual flesh' to support herself? Ling Xin felt conflicted inside.
"What are you here for? To deliver a coffin?" Ling Xin said irritably to Lin Han.
Lin Han forced himself to suppress his anger and feigned a smile as he said, “I heard you opened a coffin shop; what a waste of talent.”
Ling Xin, too lazy to respond, merely looked at him coldly. Lin Han continued on his own, “ Xian'er, it’s been five years since you left. I think about you every day…”
“Lin Han, can you please put away your false sympathy? I may not be smart, but I’m not foolish either,” Ling Xin interrupted him, her tone dripping with disdain.
At the very least, she was no longer as naïve as before.
Five years ago, she had been innocent and infatuated with Lin Han's elegance, even willing to betray her sister to be with him.
And what was the result? When their father announced that he would groom her sister to take over the family business, he kicked her aside without hesitation, claiming that she had seduced him. She left home heartbroken amidst her father’s and sister’s scorn… From that moment on, she stopped believing in any of them.
Lin Han excitedly grasped her hand and said urgently, “But I mean it. Ever since you left, I’ve been thinking about you. Now that Yan'er is dead, I can finally stop hiding my feelings for Yuan'er …”
Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his hand. “ Xian'er? What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. Just know that for the next seven days, you can’t move your hand. If you dare come near me again, I’ll make sure you die without even knowing how,” Ling Xin said coldly, her eyes filled with warning.
Lin Han quickly stepped back in fear; he understood that the current Ling Xin was no longer someone he could control.
Ling Xin felt a chill in her heart. Her father had called her back only to use her. She couldn’t help but miss Pei Xiuping; although their time together had been brief, she could genuinely feel his sincere care for her.
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