CHAPTER 152: CHAPTER 152: HUO YANTING AND I ARE TRUE LOVE

Lin Banxia resignedly stepped into the private box, only to find it crowded with several people — among them were Luo Mei and also Huo Anya.

What was going on?

A Huo Family women’s gathering?

The moment Luo Mei and her daughter saw Lin Banxia, their hateful gazes pierced straight through her, as though wishing to tear her in half.

Lin Banxia could feel the murderous intent from the mother-daughter duo; she trembled slightly, a chill running down her spine.

It’s over. She had walked into a den of wolves.

"Miss Lin, you’ve certainly got some nerve." Old Mrs. Feng’s voice cut through the tension. The room fell silent, and the disdain in her tone became all the more evident.

Lin Banxia couldn’t even muster a forced smile. She could only stand there in silence, like a defendant awaiting trial.

"Both of my grandsons have been completely played by you." The old lady’s tone was imposing, carrying an air of the Old Buddha’s authority.

Lin Banxia dropped her head even lower, unable to refute, because it was true.

First, she had dated Huo Qinglin. And now, she was Huo Yanting’s wife. This tangled relationship was beyond messy — it ventured into taboo territory.

"Grandma, why are you wasting time talking to her? She despises my brother because his status isn’t as good as my cousin’s, so she shamelessly tried to climb her way up to my cousin instead." Huo Anya, recalling how her mother had been bullied and how her two aunts had also suffered, angrily sought the chance to fan the flames in front of Old Mrs. Huo.

Sure enough, Huo Anya’s words had the desired effect. Old Mrs. Huo’s face darkened, and she let out a heavy harrumph.

"With your background and looks, you dare to dream of stepping through the Huo Family’s doors? You’re just daydreaming. Do you really see yourself as a princess?" Old Mrs. Feng was full of disdain for Lin Banxia, and her words grew increasingly vicious.

Lin Banxia silently retorted in her heart — Don’t let me in? Well, I’m already in.

Still, she wondered if Old Mrs. Feng would faint from rage if she knew.

"Lin Banxia, name a price. How much money will it take for you to leave my grandson?" Mrs. Huo cut to the chase, unwilling to waste words with her.

Lin Banxia’s heart jolted in shock. So, the entire purpose of calling her here was to play the classic rich family’s dirty game?

If they wanted to play, then she’d gladly oblige.

"Grandma, I’m not that kind of person. Huo Yanting and I are truly in love!" Lin Banxia replied immediately, her tone calculated and sweet.

Her voice was so soft and gentle that no one could find fault with what she said.

Lin Banxia’s words instantly stifled everyone in the room, their expressions turning grim and sullen.

Luo Mei was the first to rise to her feet, angrily rebuking, "You shameless little wench! You claim you truly love Yanting, but back then you repeatedly swore you loved my son! Is your so-called ’true love’ this cheap?!"

Lin Banxia knew Luo Mei was furious about how she had "toyed" with her son. But if Luo Mei had endured the three years she had spent with Huo Qinglin after marrying him, perhaps she wouldn’t be saying such things.

Unwilling to stoop to their level, Lin Banxia remained resolute in her decision. No matter how good Huo Qinglin was, she wanted nothing more to do with him.

"Mrs. Huo, you should understand—it wasn’t me who toyed with your son’s feelings. He deceived me first. While claiming to love me, he was entangled with my cousin in secret, keeping me completely in the dark. What do you have to say about that?" Lin Banxia wasn’t about to take this lying down. Since Luo Mei had insisted on tearing into her, she wasn’t going to hold back either.

The expressions of everyone present shifted again. They all knew very well what kind of person Huo Qinglin was.

Compared to the strictly disciplined Huo Yanting, Huo Qinglin was the very definition of a playboy. Forget just one cousin; it wouldn’t be surprising if the number of women he’d messed around with wasn’t a hundred but at least fifty.

Lin Banxia hadn’t exaggerated in the slightest.