Chapter 434

Lin Yu was encountering the greatest emotional black hole she had ever met in her life.

Her mind was in a chaotic mess, and she wanted to sort out her thoughts, but she found that nothing could be connected.

Her breathing began to quicken.

Cen Yan hurriedly reached out to open the window and said to his fiancée, "Yu-Yu, breathe!"

Lin Yu looked at him in a daze, unable to give a reaction.

Cen Yan increased his volume, "Lin Yu, wake up! Dad wouldn't want to see you like this!"

Dad?

Her father's appearance and smile flashed in her mind. Tears welled up in Lin Yu's eyes, blurring the makeup on her face. She wept quietly, leaving dark water stains on her dress.

Cen Yan had known her for so many years and had never seen Lin Yu in such a disheveled state.

His heart suddenly ached, and he hugged her.

Lin Yu buried her face in her fiancé's arms.

Her shoulders heaved, and she had bitten her lips until they bled.

A scalding dampness came from her chest. Cen Yan's heart contracted in waves, and he moved his mouth, not knowing how to comfort her.

Lin De met his eyes and shook his head at him.

In this situation, it was better not to speak.

The young lady had had a strong sense of self-esteem and a strong personality since she was a child; she wouldn't show fear even if someone held a gun to her head, but today was special... don't disturb her for now.

Cen Yan pursed his lips, tightened his arms around his fiancée, and patted her shoulder with a steady, warm hand, his expression full of heartache.

He wanted to ask Lin De what exactly had happened and how his father-in-law had passed away, but seeing Lin Yu by his side, he swallowed the question on the tip of his tongue.

The atmosphere in the car was eerily quiet.

The driver sensed the strangeness and didn't dare to breathe loudly.

The strange atmosphere didn't end until they reached the Lin family cemetery.

Lin Yu and the others got out of the car, and the driver finally breathed a sigh of relief, wiping his forehead, which was wet.

The young lady from Hong Kong was really hard to serve. Just not smiling gave people such great pressure; if she were really angry... wouldn't he have to kneel down and apologize directly?!

Seeing the crisp suit on his body and then looking at the car he was driving, the driver felt that people from Hong Kong were really rich and really generous.

They paid him a high salary, gave him clothes, and the work wasn't tiring... this kind of boss was simply a god, and he wanted to work for them for a lifetime!

No one knew the driver's mood.

Lin Yu forced herself to enter the cemetery.

Her legs were soft, and she relied entirely on Cen Yan's support to keep from collapsing to the ground.

After walking only a few steps, among the many graves, Lin Yu saw her father's.

"Dad!" she shouted in great sorrow, shaking off Cen Yan's arm and stumbling toward it. Her knees hit the stone corner of the grave with a "bang," which sounded painful.

Lin Yu seemed unable to feel the pain, looking at the black-and-white photo on the tombstone, tears streaming down her face.

"Dad, I'm back..." After saying this, she choked up and couldn't speak.

Dad, you said you would give me away, you also said you would hire someone to make my wedding dress, you didn't keep your word!

Dad, you said you would go to Hong Kong to meet us, you broke your promise... I don't blame you for breaking your promise, I came back to find you, why didn't you wait for me...

Lin Yu's throat felt as if it were blocked by a stone; her whole throat was painful, her lips were trembling, and she couldn't say a word.

Dad...

She leaned against the tombstone, her lips moving, calling for her father.

Lin De's eyes were also red. He half-knelt in front of the old master's tombstone, took off his black gloves, opened the things he had brought with him, and placed them in front of the tombstone.

He took off his gloves, and Lin Yu caught a glimpse of his missing fingers. She was stunned and said, "Brother A-De, your fingers...?"

Lin De said in a light tone, "Old injuries, it's nothing."

"How were they injured?" Lin Yu asked relentlessly.

She was a member of the Lin family and naturally had the unique protective nature of the Lin family. Lin De was a relative she recognized, and she couldn't turn a blind eye to his injuries.

"Injured while carrying out a retaliatory action." Lin De knew Lin Yu's stubbornness and chose to tell the truth.

"Retaliatory action?" Lin Yu wiped her eyes, her eyes fixed on him, "Retaliating against whom, why retaliate? I want to know, Brother A-De, please tell me everything."

Deep down, she knew the truth had an inextricable connection to her father's departure, and she wanted to know what exactly had happened.

Lin De was silent, and after setting up the offerings he had brought, he slowly recounted the past.

What he said was something Cen Yan and Lin Yu could hardly understand.

Is being rich a sin?

If it is a sin, let God punish them. Those people, under the banner of justice, did things worse than pigs and dogs; they were the ones who deserved to die.

Lin Yu clenched her hands into fists, her long nails digging into her palms, her face full of anger.

"The Lin family is rich, I can't deny that, but that was earned by the hard work of generations of the Lin family!"

"The Lin family is also a big capitalist, but we helped the poor every year, ran schools, distributed porridge, and provided jobs for countless people. Father also provided... food, weapons, and medicine for free. Where was he wrong? Those people pick up the bowl to call him 'Dad' and put down the bowl to curse his mother. I really feel it wasn't worth it for Father!" Lin Yu said through gritted teeth. With hatred supporting her, the pain in her heart had a channel to be vented.

That was Lin De's purpose.

A sharp light flashed in his eyes, and he said, "The person who forced the old master in every way is still alive and now holds a high position. That person is very careful. I am old and have no way to avenge the old master. Young Lady..."

Lin Yu knew what he meant and was willing to jump down.

She said hatefully, "I'll do it! I'll send word to my brother tomorrow and have him find some powerful mercenaries."

The hatred in Lin Yu's eyes was deep, "I want to bring that person's head to pay respects to my dad."

Calling out "Dad" once more, her eyes turned red again, and she changed from a ruthless person wanting to hire a killer into a big crybaby.

Cen Yan thought inappropriately that his fiancée was really cute.

When he looked up and met the photo on the tombstone, his father-in-law seemed to be looking at him and smiling, a smile that made his heart crawl.

Cen Yan put his hands together, bowed again and again, and said honestly, "Uncle Lin, I am Yu-Yu's fiancé, my name is Cen Yan. I am serious about Yu-Yu, and I sincerely want to be your son-in-law. For the rest of my life, I will treat Yu-Yu well. If I break my word, you can take me away."

A breeze blew by, as if someone who had passed away was high-fiving the person who had come to visit him.

The two had reached some kind of agreement.

I heard it.

Lin De's mouth twitched slightly.

When he first met him, he thought Young Master Cen was a steady person; who knew he had such a jumpy personality.

That kind of talk wasn't something that could be said casually.

After seeing her father, Lin Yu left the cemetery reluctantly and asked to see her little nephew.

Lin De looked at her, "Young Lady, are you sure your emotions have stabilized, right?"

"Of course." Lin Yu was a bit confused.

Thinking about it, she knew what Brother A-De was worried about, and helplessness flashed in her eyes, "Brother A-De, in your heart, am I the kind of person who can't distinguish right from wrong? That is my own nephew, the person Eldest Brother and Lin Duan and the others are looking forward to meeting. Can I take my anger out on him?"

"Dad's accident has nothing to do with He Ling; I know that very well in my heart and won't blame people indiscriminately."

Lin De smiled apologetically and said, "Mm, it was my small-mindedness, but this can't be blamed on me either. The young master suffered a lot, and the old master is gone; he is very painful."

Lin Yu could imagine it. He Ling was her youngest nephew, smart since childhood, and followed her father's side after he learned to walk. Her father liked this grandson very much, took him everywhere he went, and told everyone he met that this was the grandson most like him, the Qilin child bestowed upon the Lin family by heaven...

Having been unconditionally favored by someone, the blow after this person was gone was huge and deep.

"Brother A-De, tell me about He Ling's past, I want to hear it." Lin Yu said.

"Let's talk in the car."

The three of them got into the car.

Cen Yan reminded his beauty-loving fiancée, "Yu-Yu, your makeup is smudged, do you want to touch it up?"

After all, she was going to see relatives she hadn't seen in a long time, and Yu-Yu took it very seriously. If she messed it up, the first person to suffer would definitely be him.

Cen Yan could already imagine... "Why didn't you remind me? It's all your fault, you made me lose all face, ah ah ah ah, how will I see those juniors in the future..."

Lin Yu was reminded and immediately realized that her image at the moment must be poor.

She took a small mirror out of her bag and looked at it. Mm, makeup smudged, eyes red, corners of her eyes black... like a clown.

"Brother A-De, you speak, I'm listening. I'll take a moment to touch up my makeup, otherwise, my image is too terrible."

Lin De was very used to the young lady like this, feeling that she hadn't changed at all. He smiled and then began to speak.

Learning that Lin Heling had lost his memory in the past.

Lin Yu widened her eyes and exclaimed, "What's played in the movies is true, there really is such a thing as amnesia. I hadn't seen it before and thought it was fictional, but it turns out it's not."

"No wonder, no wonder he didn't come back, it turns out he didn't remember us. I thought Little Nine was gone, I didn't expect it was that he couldn't come back..."

At the time, they had spent so much manpower, material resources, and money to find him, but they hadn't found him.

But if Little Nine had lost his memory and was hiding everywhere, it was normal that they couldn't find him.

That kid was as smart as a monkey; if he used a smoke screen, there were few people capable of clearing the fog.

Moreover, given the situation at the time, there was fighting everywhere; once separated, the possibility of finding each other again was almost zero.

"Poor little guy." Lin Yu sighed.

Lin De: "..."

The young master's grandson was already that big.

"Brother A-De, tell me about Little Nine's wife, what kind of person is his wife? I'm a bit curious what kind of person could tame that guy Little Nine." Lin Yu's eyes were curious.

Lin De looked at the young lady helplessly.

"A very capable person, you'll know when you see her." He didn't say too much, afraid the young lady would be too willful, and added, "If it weren't for her, the young master might have been gone long ago. She is the young master's savior, the young master respects her very much, and the two of them lived a lifetime without ever turning red-faced once."

Lin Yu said in surprise, "That's a bit hard to imagine."

"Who says it isn't." Lin De thought of the scene when he first saw the young master carrying a hoe; that feeling couldn't be described as just complicated.

At the same time, Lin Zhao was also at the Lin family home. She had come to Haicheng to deliver drawings and was staying at her maiden home for a few days.

At this moment, Lin Zhao and her parents were sunbathing in the courtyard, with the Samoyed from Lin Shisheng's family nearby.

They were talking about their eyelids twitching.

Song Xiwei was reading a health book when she had nothing to do. Hearing her daughter's words, she said, "You're lacking some element in your body, eat some pig liver to supplement it, and it won't twitch in two days."

Hearing this, Lin Zhao replied with silence.

After a while, she said, "I don't like eating pig liver!"

"Then should I have your little brother prescribe some medicine for you?" Song Xiwei said.

Lin Zhao turned over, refusing to communicate further, touching the dog's head and looking at the bright dog eyes, her mood immediately improved.

She leaned over and kissed the big white dog's head, her tone light, "The world cannot be without puppies, dogs are so cute, so well-behaved and adorable."

Song Xiwei smiled and shook her head. Her son was almost married and still so childish, spoiled by her son-in-law and children into being so childlike; she really was in a nest of blessings!

Suddenly, Lin Heling sneezed twice in a row.

He rubbed his itchy nose and frowned slightly.

"Caught a cold?" Song Xiwei said with concern, "Should I brew some granules for you?"

"No need, it's just an itchy nose, it's fine, don't bother." Lin Heling declined. The granules at home were left by Meng Jiusi during the New Year and were very useful, but they were extremely bitter, as if a whole meal of coptis had been put in; they were terribly hard to drink.

"If you feel uncomfortable, just say so, don't drag it out, it'll be hard to eat or sleep if it gets serious." Song Xiwei was still worried, poured her husband a cup of hot water, and let Lin Heling drink it to sweat it out.

Helplessness appeared in Lin Heling's eyes, but he didn't refuse, drinking the hot water unhurriedly.

When he had drunk half of it, a guest arrived at the house.

The nanny went to open the door.

The family of three sunbathing in the garden, along with a dog, looked toward the entrance in unison.

The moment he saw Lin De, Lin Heling guessed something and stood up.

Then he saw two people following behind Lin De.

One of the faces was so unfamiliar yet familiar.

"Little Aunt?" Lin Heling stepped forward a few steps.

Lin Yu walked quickly, clasping his arms with both hands, looking her nephew up and down.

"So tall, Little Nine really looks like your grandfather."

Speaking of her father, she realized that her father hadn't seen his beloved little grandson before he left, and a wave of pain surged in Lin Yu's heart.

Not wanting to affect her nephew's mood, she didn't mention her deceased father much, a smile appeared on her face, and she greeted Lin Zhao.

"You're Zhao Zhao, right?"

Lin Zhao stepped forward, her eyes smiling, "Yes, I'm Lin Zhao, you're my Aunt Grandma, right? Hello, Aunt Grandma."

Lin Yu saw that she was beautiful and smart, thought Lin Zhao was like her, and her fondness for her increased by another layer.

"Yes, I'm your dad's little aunt, which makes me your Aunt Grandma."

She turned around and reached out to her fiancé. Cen Yan understood in a second and handed the beautifully packaged gift box to Lin Yu.

Lin Yu gave the gift to Lin Zhao and asked expectantly, "A gift I prepared for you, take a look and see if you like it?"

Lin Zhao looked at her father.

Lin Heling said, "Let's go inside first, we'll talk when we're inside."

The group walked into the living room.

Lin Yu looked around, seeing the same scene as in her memory, and couldn't help but curl her lips.

"Little Nine, you found a way to restore this Western-style building?" she asked, knowing the answer.

Lin Heling placed a cup of tea in front of his little aunt, his speaking pace unhurried, "Mm, it's a bit difficult to restore everything; I don't know where the previous vases and calligraphy went, so this is the best I could do."

"It's already very good, coming in here reminded me of many things from the past..." Lin Yu's gaze was a bit dazed, "Time passes so quickly."

Things are the same but people have changed, which is also true.

People leave and tea cools, which is even more true.

In Haicheng today, how many people still know of the Lin family's glory?

Lin Yu quickly recovered and gave her nephew's wife a gift, "It's our first time meeting, I don't know what you like, so I got a set of jewelry for you and Zhao Zhao each."

Song Xiwei didn't lack jewelry, but she rarely wore it, feeling it was restrictive.

Lin Heling thanked his little aunt on behalf of his wife and daughter, "Little Aunt, you've spent too much."

He looked at Lin Zhao, a faint smile appearing on his face, which became more flavorful as he aged, "Zhao Zhao is like Little Aunt, she likes beautiful clothes and jewelry. Little Aunt's gift really hit the spot!"