Chapter 108: Your dad is so rich, let him buy you one too!

After purchasing the villa, Lin Lin Mengye spent three days in Jing Shi, taking Sun Yao to several large home furnishing stores and picking out furniture she liked.

The luxurious furniture originally left in the villa wasn't to Lin Lin Mengye's taste, so she had Sun Yao sell it all.

She never expected that selling the secondhand furniture would earn her over a million.

Hearing Sun Yao say this, she learned that every piece of furniture, even the shoe horn in the shoe cabinet, had been personally designed and crafted by world‑top designers, needless to say valuable.

The extravagant lifestyle of wealthy scions, Lin Lin Mengye still didn't understand it.

As for furniture and such, she wasn't picky; as long as it looked good and felt safe to use, that was enough.

All she needed was for her secret training room to be built a little better.

After settling the villa's furnishing issues, she just waited a few days for the renovation to be completed.

While there were still a few days left to wait, Lin Lin Mengye drove herself back to Lin Jia Cun.

The old house left by her grandfather couldn't be moved even in the village; the last time her grandfather appeared in a dream, Lin Lin Mengye had brought up the old house.

The old man was open‑minded and let her handle it.

He said: "Things you can't bring when you're born or take when you die—I wouldn't mind if they all burned in a fire. The old house was merely a token of the friendship between the Lin and Ye families' children; it isn't worth much itself, so you can handle it however you like."

"Those unfilial children treat me insincerely—it's truly chilling. You must never give the old house to them; that would be too cheap for them."

As elders, they lack the dignity of elders; not a single decent person in the whole family.

Even if grandfather hadn't said so, Lin Lin Mengye could never give the old house to her uncle and his family.

Lin Jia Cun's location is poor; it may not be demolished even within a century, but its natural environment is excellent, so it might become her retirement spot in the future.

Wait until she feels like it, then renovate it later.

The grandfather left the house to his father, who then left it to himself; in their eyes it's their roots and cannot be sold.

Selling it wouldn't be worth anything.

As the car reached the village entrance, Lin Lin Mengye happened to meet Xiao Wangba returning home from school.

Uncle Lin Jianyang is nothing but a clueless landlord—rich but brainless, firmly believing the saying "book learning is useless," and he has consistently applied this belief to his three children.

From Lin Haocheng to Lin Qianqian and down to his most spoiled son, he has always thought schooling is useless and that money can pave a smooth road.

Thus Xiao Wangba has continued to attend the village school not far from town, never being sent to the town or even the city.

The village kids ran back playing, while Lin Haoxuan, already sporting a beer belly at a young age, waddled along at the rear, panting from exhaustion.

Lin Lin Mengye feared the kids would chase each other without watching the road, so she dared not drive forward and simply pulled over to the side.

At that moment, a group of children recognized Lin Lin Mengye's car and excitedly ran up to it.

"Look quick, that's Cousin Pangpang's fancy car!"

"This car is so cool! My dad says it could buy at least thirty more of our family's car; Pangpang's older female cousin is really rich—richer than my dad."

"Pangpang, you're not just bragging at school every day, saying your dad will soon buy you a big Mercedes—look, your sister's already driving one, where's your car?"

"Hahaha…"

Lin Haoxuan finally caught up with the crowd; seeing Lin Lin Mengye's car parked by the road and hearing everyone mock him, he flung his schoolbag down and rolled around on the ground in anger.

"Ahhh I want to buy a car, I want to buy a car! I want to buy a better, more expensive car than that bitch Lin Lin Mengye's!"

His voice was shrill yet loud, quickly drawing a crowd of idle villagers.

The crowd saw it was Lin Jianyang's youngest son throwing a tantrum and gladly watched the spectacle.

By the time Wang Fang arrived, Lin Haoxuan had rolled himself into a little mud figure, making her grit her teeth in anger.

"Come back with me! Who let you embarrass me outside?!"

Wang Fang couldn't stand the villagers' mocking glances; they could laugh at Lin Lin Mengye, look down on her, but they shouldn't treat her that way.

Her natal family wasn't poor; back then she was considered to have married down into the Lin Jianyang household, but after moving into Lin Jia Cun she felt she was superior to everyone.

For over a decade she had unvaryingly accepted everyone's envy; people said she was blessed, married a money‑making husband, and bore three children who would all have promising futures.

But this sense of superiority, of being praised and envied, had disappeared at some point.

At that moment Wang Fang caught sight of Lin Lin Mengye's car out of the corner of her eye; Lin Lin Mengye also happened to roll down her window, resting her hand on the sill, leisurely watching the farce unfold.

"Lin Haoxuan, my car is pretty cool, right? And it's not expensive—your dad is the richest in our village, he dotes on you, so he'll surely buy you one, right?"

Having said that, Lin Lin Mengye raised her window, gently pressed the accelerator, and drove into the village, keeping her talents hidden.

Lin Haoxuan's competitive spirit will surely keep Uncle's household lively for a few days.

Although this method is a bit childish, as long as it works it's fine.

Sure enough, once Lin Lin Mengye left, Lin Haoxuan kicked up an even bigger fuss.

"Ahhh, Mom, hurry back and get Dad to buy me a car! I won't allow that bitch's car to be better than ours!"

Wang Fang snapped back to reality, feeling as if her head had been struck by a hammer.

She realized it was Lin Lin Mengye!

Ever since Lin Lin Mengye's some unknown wire got crossed after returning from the ancestral grave, her aura seemed to have vanished, and everywhere at home she was being outshone by Lin Lin Mengye.

Lin Lin Mengye not only paid off the old geezer's debt but also bought a car worth over three million—where did she get this windfall?

Lin Haoxuan saw his mother ignoring him and rolled on the ground two more times.

Only then did Wang Fang snap out of her daze; seeing her son in that state, she flew into a rage, grabbed his pants and gave his butt two hard slaps.

"Howl howl howl, all you know is how to howl! Shut up! How old are you now, what car do you want? If you're buying one, it should be for your brother! You little wimp, settle down—what's so great about that bitch's car? Maybe some man bought it for her!"

After saying that, Wang Fang ignored the onlookers' pointing, hoisted the heavy Lin Haoxuan and hurried home, too ashamed to lift her head.

After they left, the onlooking villagers clucked in amazement.

"What kind of mother gives birth to what kind of child—look at Lin Haoxuan, he doesn't even look like a kid!"

"Their whole family, top to bottom, calls Lin Lin Mengye a bitch in unison; the kids just copy the adults, learning nothing good, only these nasty things."

At this moment the villagers probably forgot that many of them had also once hurled abuse at Lin Lin Mengye.

But now they have a fresher target for their spittle—the Wang Fang household—and the malice has shifted.

Lin Lin Mengye returned to the old residence, parked the car, and then summoned Wang Da Ma and Zhang Yu Fan.

They hadn't seen each other in a few days, and the moment they saw Lin Lin Mengye, both were stunned.

Wang Da Ma was the first to recover, her eyes gleaming as she stared at Lin Lin Mengye.

"My goodness, Xiao Meng, you're getting prettier and prettier—let the old lady have a look."

Wang Da Ma circled Lin Lin Mengye, looking her up and down without hiding her admiration and delight.

"Oh my, it's true, Xiao Meng—the better you look, the happier the old lady gets, which annoys those who can't stand to see you well."

Lin Lin Mengye chuckled and said:

"Maybe I've been staying in the city too long and have become fashionable—hahaha."

Wang Da Ma was made to laugh by Lin Lin Mengye, while Zhang Yu Fan beside her blushed and dared not meet Lin Lin Mengye's gaze.

He couldn't put his finger on what was off—clearly Lin Lin Mengye's appearance hadn't changed, yet her whole presence felt like she'd become a different person.

Looking at his own lack of accomplishment, while Lin Lin Mengye had already driven off in a luxury car, improving all the time, Zhang Yu Fan felt an indescribable melancholy, burying his face deep in his chest…