CHAPTER 635: CHAPTER 635: MISSING MOM

Lin Xintu’s hollow and desperate gaze was truly frightening.

For her... the truth signified the collapse of her worldview.

Perhaps life held no more allure for her...

I had only really come into contact with her, just for this brief moment.

To the Yu brothers, her existence was more of an embarrassment.

Yet, for some reason, deep down I felt a scorching concern for her as a relative, "I can’t answer you right now, but can you promise to give me a little time?"

"Su Wan, are you afraid I’ll do something rash?"

"Yes."

"But we’ve only just met... and there’s been so much unresolved and complicated entanglement before..."

"Xintu, you also tried to help me once, even though we didn’t know each other."

Lin Xintu’s fists clenched tighter and tighter, she hesitated several times and finally summoned the courage to ask me seriously, "Can... can I call you cousin? If you feel... I’m not worthy, it’s okay to..." refuse.

"Of course, you can. I am indeed your cousin. The unworthy one is Lin Gang; none of this has anything to do with you. Even if it’s a messy account or a debt of sin, I won’t let anyone hold you responsible for it, understand?" I answered gently, recalling the past events, including the inadequacies in my and Yu Longting’s actions.

We had actually seen through Lin Xinmei’s schemes at the time, but amidst the chaos of events, we had neglected Lin Xintu, the victim, and failed to give her any attention.

Lin Xintu could no longer hold back, and tears fell in large drops from her eyes.

She cried uncontrollably, her whole body trembling and convulsing.

I embraced her frail body into my arms, "Give me time, and I’ll prove the value of your existence. In the meantime, don’t... do anything foolish."

With her emotions collapsing, Lin Xintu also opened her heart and cried aloud in front of me for the first time, clinging tightly to me, "Cousin... cousin... I have a cousin... I’m not alone."

"Right, you’re not alone."

When Lin Xintu’s emotions had stabilized, and we came downstairs together.

Yu Rongling had already been brought back by Yu Longting.

The discontent voice of Yu Er came through, "Sister-in-law, why did you immediately assume that woman was Lin Xintu without any malicious intentions? If she’s pretending, that’d be a huge loss."

"Calling you a dumbass really fits," Yu Longting, both ruffian and roguish, said, "Although Lin Huan is from the Taoist Sect, he firmly believes in legalist punishment; the person he sent to deliver clothes couldn’t possibly be problematic."

"I see, no wonder you caught up with Sister-in-law. This shamelessness, this technique of currying favor with the future grandfather-in-law... ow... bro, I was wrong... don’t hit me... ouch... it hurts so much..."

When Lin Xintu and I reached the downstairs, Yu Rongling was being beaten up by his brother, howling in pain.

I shook my head repeatedly, "In terms of courting death, nobody can beat Xiao Yuer."

"Sister-in-law, have you finished talking?" Yu Rongling, half-beaten to death, had a bruised and swollen face.

Somewhat unbelievably, he sprang back to life in a second, jogging up to me with his hands clasped in a prayer pose.

Seeing his bruised head, I couldn’t help but feel embarrassed for him, "We’re done talking, and you are not to bully Xintu, or else your brother and I will join forces! Mixed doubles! We’ll thrash you!"

"Why would I bully her? Who does she think she is? She’s not even worthy of a second glance from Second Master."

Although Yu Rongling clearly wanted to know what we had talked about, he held his head high with an air of pride and disdain.

I couldn’t stand it anymore and gave Yu Rongling a smack on the head, "Watch your language! Calm down!"