Chapter 13: Jin Family

Jin Family.

Knives and forks were arranged neatly on the marble dining table, and the crystal chandelier illuminated the entire hall as if it were broad daylight; the atmosphere was as heavy as ink, Jin Liangjin sat in the main seat, and Jin Shaoyu's movements as he swiped on his phone were very impatient, clearly displeased.

He clicked on the two threads with the highest discussion volume on the forum.

In the first picture, Jin Shaoyu was also present; Qi Yu stood in the corridor with his arms wrapped around Ling Wu, whispering intimately into his ear, while the other was a photo of Ling Wu with his back pressed against Yu Shixue's chest by the fountain pool.

The comments below were arguing for thousands of floors:

【Who is the boy in the pictures? He's the one who was exposed standing in the corridor with the Young Masters Jin earlier, and now he's the one with Young Master Yu by the fountain pool.】

【God-tier looks.】

【Young Master Yin is so handsome, whoever he is, stay away from Young Master Yin, otherwise, if you provoke our fan support club, you won't have a good ending!】

【I don't know about the rest, but Ling Wu is just a piece of trash who skips classes and misses exams...】

【He only has that face to look at; during the last equestrian class assessment, he was trembling on the horse, it killed me, there's a video as proof.】

The fingertips holding his phone turned white.

How could Ling Wu be such a magnet for trouble?

Jin Shaoyu usually wouldn't care about forum posts, but looking at these two photos now, sparks of fire rose in the depths of his heart, and there was a trend of the wind fanning the flames, growing increasingly intense.

He used his administrator account to delete both threads.

Jin Shaoyu's expression was gloomy: "What are we still waiting for?"

"If he doesn't come back, are we just not going to eat this meal?"

Ling Wu was just as disgusted with this family as he was; it was impossible for him to return, even if his own younger brother was here.

Jin Liangjin was somewhat furious: "He is your brother!"

Jin Shaoyu threw down his chopsticks: "I don't recognize this brother, damn it!"

Sitting nearby, Madam Jin hurriedly coaxed Jin Shaoyu, saying: "Shao Yu, don't be angry with your father, let's wait a little longer; your brother didn't come back the last few times, maybe he'll come back this time."

Madam Jin, whose original name was Xiao Yu, was Jin Liangjin's mistress; she was slick and sophisticated, possessed remarkable means, and not only gave birth to a pair of fraternal twins but also successfully entered the Jin Family genealogy.

"Xiao Yu, do you think you're some kind of good person? You even dare to come out and act as a peacemaker." Jin Shaoyu's eyes were mocking: "Just a lowly mistress, who entered my Jin Family genealogy overnight."

"Do you really think you're something special?"

Xiao Yu's son, Jin Bei, frowned: "Second Brother, don't go too far!"

Jin Shaoyu brushed a glance at him: "Is it your place to speak, you base-born brat?"

"You!" Jin Bei stood up abruptly, but was pulled back by his younger sister, Jin Yunchu, who said in a calm tone: "Third Brother, sit down!"

Jin Bei was surprised by Jin Yunchu's attitude, but this younger sister of his had been clever since childhood and was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, so he subconsciously obeyed her words.

Xiao Yu feigned generosity, but retreated only to advance: "Shao Yu, I know you have resentment toward me in your heart, but A-Bei is a proper member of the Jin Family who has entered the genealogy, and he is also your own younger brother."

"It doesn't matter what you say about me, but you can't chill the heart of your own brother."

These heartfelt words of hers appeared to be spoken for Jin Shaoyu to hear, but in reality, they were meant to warn Jin Liangjin, gambling on the suspicious nature of this old fox.

In wealthy families, nothing is more taboo than discord between brothers.

Jin Shaoyu gave a cold laugh: "Stepmother, you're right, how could there be a rift between brothers? Doesn't Second Brother like racing?"

This address of 'stepmother' was filled with extreme mockery.

"It just so happens I have a newly acquired Devel Sixteen in my garage, you can take it to drive, it's just that I hear the mountain racing tracks are dangerous, and a moment of carelessness could lead to the car being destroyed and the person dead."

"Second Brother must be careful."

Jin Bei raised his eyes in astonishment, cold sweat breaking out on his back.

Jin Shaoyu snapped his fingers: "Boom!"

Xiao Yu was trembling with anger; no matter what, Jin Shaoyu was the heir to the Jin Family, his status unshakable, and since she and Jin Bei held no real power, they couldn't do anything to him.

Jin Liangjin finally gave Jin Shaoyu a direct look, but the expression made one break out in a cold sweat: "You dare to threaten your own brother in front of me; in the future, are you going to hold a gun to me too?"

The air was thick and silent.

No one dared to make a sound.

Ginger is still spicier when it's old; facing his father, Jin Shaoyu quickly backed down: "I wouldn't dare."

Jin Liangjin signaled to Butler He with his eyes: "Go to the entrance and welcome the Eldest Young Master."

"Yes."

After the farce, Jin Shaoyu opened his phone and saw that Yu Shixue had sent him a picture.

In the picture, Ling Wu was sleeping with his head leaning against the car window, the light shining in from outside the window, leaving patches of shadows on his face, the collar of his white shirt slightly open.

-Yu Shixue: Shao Yu, your brother is very cute, we are almost at the Jin Family.

"Fuck!" Jin Shaoyu threw his phone directly.

The people at the dining table were confused.

After a long while, Jin Liangjin spoke up and asked: "What madness are you acting out again?"

"A bunch of fakes." Jin Shaoyu pushed his chair away, his gaze cold and vicious: "This house has been turned into a foul-smelling place like a brothel, and you're still acting out this play of brotherly love and filial piety?!"

Ling Wu looked up at this European-style castle that symbolized power and money; from the moment he was born, to taking his first steps and learning to speak in this castle... later, he left his home, until the past was all white, leaving only seeds of melancholy and hatred in the depths of his heart.

Seeing him arrive, Butler He at the entrance came up to greet him; after all, he was someone who had served the previous head of the family, and he said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "Eldest Young Master, the Head of the Family has been waiting for you for a long time."

Ling Wu: "Thank you for your trouble."

Just as he entered, he heard the sound of Jin Shaoyu flying into a rage.

Subsequently, the barrage began to scroll:

【Our Young Master Jin's mouth is truly invincible, debating against a crowd of scholars!】

【Young Master Jin: Damn, a bunch of fakes, a bunch of low-lifes, strangers stay away, acquaintances get lost, one slap for Jin Bei, two slaps for Xiao Yu, and Jin Liangjin gets the Xianglong Shiba Zhang!】

【It's simply indiscriminate attacks.】

【Even a dog passing by would get kicked twice.】

【The wealthy family is truly terrifying!】

【The male supporting character has finally arrived】

From the barrage comments, Ling Wu could gather that a quarrel had just finished inside the ancient manor, and Jin Shaoyu had scolded several people all by himself without even coming out at a disadvantage...

Butler He: "Family Head, the Eldest Young Master has arrived."

Jin Shaoyu glanced at him expressionlessly, turned around, and went upstairs, not saying a single word to him the entire time.

Jin Yunchu called out to him: "Big Brother."

Jin Bei said reluctantly: "Big Brother."

Xiao Yu put on the airs of the lady of the house and said affectionately: "Wu is back. Why do you look much thinner than last time? Sit, sit quickly."

Ling Wu merely nodded: "Mm."

"Shao Yu has a spoiled temperament and was spoiled rotten by me, but deep down he actually misses you, his older brother," Jin Liangjin consoled: "Wu, don't take it to heart."

He then looked at the servant to the side: "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and pull out a chair for the Eldest Young Master."

Ling Wu: "No need, Father."

The word "Father" sounded much more distant when spoken by him than "Dad."