Chapter 52

"It's all in the past; whether it's good or not isn't that important." Shu Xia didn't say much, afraid they would worry.

If they knew everything she experienced in her past life, they might go and fight the Lin Family to the death.

Shu Xuan and Shu Chen both had the answer in their hearts.

The Lin Family really was not good to Xia Xia!

"The Lin Family's public relations team is very formidable. Xia Xia, we must prepare for the worst," Shu Xuan said in a deep voice.

Shu Xia nodded: "When I posted on social media, I knew the matter could potentially blow up."

Besides the video, she also had chat logs in her possession, as well as records of blood draws at the hospital over the past six months.

She didn't care whether she would have a falling out with Lin Guanda, Chen Xiuyue, and the others; they didn't care, so she had even less need to care.

Shu Xuan thought for a moment, then handed his phone to Shu Xia, "Xia Xia, take a look at the chat logs between me and my friends; their worries have some merit."

"Okay."

Shu Xia read the chat logs from beginning to end.

After reading them, her delicate face turned cold and grim.

Since being reborn, many things had happened; she seemed to have acted a bit too hastily on this matter...

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The Lin Family.

Chen Xiuyue glanced at the clock on the wall; it was eleven o'clock at night.

"Your father called your second brother to the company a few hours ago. It's eleven o'clock now, why haven't they returned yet?"

She was asking Lin Xu.

Lin Xu was on vacation these past few days and had plenty of time. He was still scrolling through online comments. The public relations team the Lin Family kept was quite efficient; they had now completely seized the initiative. Perhaps early tomorrow morning, Shu Xia would come back to apologize to them.

"There must be a lot going on at the company lately. I just called Second Brother, but he didn't answer. Mom, go upstairs and sleep. Maybe Dad and Second Brother went out for business; it's not certain they'll be back tonight," Lin Xu said, not paying much mind.

"Hmm, the company has been collaborating with Qiao Group for the past two months, so it's normal to be busy. You should sleep at home tonight. Miaomiao has locked herself in her room; she must be very scared and sad. You go upstairs later and have a chat with your sister," Chen Xiuyue stood up, instructing Lin Xu as she headed upstairs.

Upon hearing the words "Qiao Group," Lin Xu's eyes lit up, "Our family is actually able to collaborate with Qiao Group?"

Chen Xiuyue nodded with some pride, "It's probably because Qiao Group saw the potential in our Lin Family. Ever since your second brother joined the company, there have indeed been many changes that make people's eyes light up. Our Lin Family's path in Jing City will be even longer in the future. Your father is still thinking about having Miaomiao marry Qiao Muting, so an incident like today's must be handled cleanly; we cannot give others a chance to hold anything against Miaomiao. As for Xia Xia, once she obediently admits her mistakes later, we'll just spend some money to send her abroad."

"Qiao Muting has taken a fancy to Miaomiao?" Lin Xu was surprised.

At the same time, he couldn't stop his excitement. If... if they really became connected to the Qiao Family in the future, wouldn't he be able to walk sideways in the entertainment industry?

Chen Xiuyue thought of the cold attitude Qiao Muting had shown toward Miaomiao that day. She was just about to say "not yet," but then thought that Qiao Muting came from a high background and naturally looked down on everything, so she nodded and said, "Miaomiao is excellent in every way; he will like Miaomiao."

"I'm going upstairs to check on Miaomiao!" Lin Xu ran upstairs quickly.

When Chen Xiuyue was also about to go upstairs, she suddenly thought of Shu Xia and unconsciously looked toward an inconspicuous spot in the living room.

A painting had originally hung there.

Why was the painting gone?

She frowned, thinking of asking the servants, but swallowed the words as they reached her lips. It was just a street-stall painting bought online; if it was gone, so be it.

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Xinghai Villa.

By the time Shu Xia returned, it was already eleven-thirty at night.

The lights were on on the first floor.

She went upstairs on tiptoe and then gently pushed open the bedroom door.

After taking a shower, she lay on the bed, scrolling through her phone.