Chapter 783: Hitting a Dog with a Meat Bun

Bei Shuying and Bei Qingqian, at Zhao Yuwan's home, saw a beautiful woman.

Who is this pretty auntie?

Bei Shuying asked curiously.

Bei Qingqian said, "What auntie? She should be called a pretty older sister!"

The guest at Zhao Yuwan's place was none other than Feng Xuelan.

However, she is no longer called Feng Xuelan.

Zhao Yuwan smiled and introduced, "You two have such sweet mouths; she is my good friend, named Muling."

Feng Xuelan, using the alias Muling, laughed and said, "You two want me to call you Zhao auntie, or just auntie?"

Zhao Yuwan then introduced Feng Xuelan, saying, "They are twins; the elder is called Bei Shuying, the younger Bei Qingqian, and they are my friend's daughters."

Zhao Yuwan did not say that these two little rascals were Lin Feng's children.

It was unnecessary; Zhao Yuwan would absolutely never mention Lin Feng, although many in the circle know that her backing is Lin Feng.

Feng Xuelan's acquaintance with Zhao Yuwan was, of course, arranged by Feng Xuelan herself.

All it took was sacrificing a little playboy rich second-generation, and she successfully got to know Zhao Yuwan.

The process was not complicated.

It was merely swapping the "hero saves the beauty" trope for a woman.

Feng Xuelan made Zhao Yuwan understand that she was not an ordinary person, and also made her see that she was a straightforward, righteous woman.

Such a personality suited Zhao Yuwan very well.

Some friends, after meeting a few times, become friends for life.

Some people, even after spending a lifetime together, cannot become true confidants.

Zhao Yuwan considered Muling (Feng Xuelan) to be the former.

She used to have many friends, but after following Lin Feng, although her affairs broadened,

she no longer needed to wrong herself by lowering her status to please others, yet the friends around her grew fewer and fewer.

It wasn't that others didn't want to befriend her, but that they dared not!

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After leaving Zhao Yuwan's home, Bei Shuying and Bei Qingqian spoke in strange language.

Bei Shuying: "Have you ever been touched by that woman?"

Bei Qingqian: "Not like you, have you been hugged by her?"

Bei Shuying: "Then check yourself, see if you have any listening devices planted by her."

Bei Qingqian: "You too."

……

After checking, the two found nothing unusual on their persons.

Only then did they resume normal conversation.

As they chatted, a car drove up.

The two got into the car.

This was the car sent by Yang Caiwei to pick them up and take them home.

Half an hour later, the two returned to the Sihe Courtyard.

Then a group of children gathered in the 'secret room' to hold a meeting.

By then it was the evening of January 2nd.

"Lin Shiyi, you're amazing! Indeed, there's a strange woman beside Auntie Zhao!"

Bei Shuying said, frowning.

Bei Qingqian said, "This woman is very strange; she always tries to get close to us and asks us all kinds of questions."

Bei Shuying said, "Is she the bad woman you were talking about?"

Bei Qingqian: "Right, her name is Muling; she only met Auntie Zhao yesterday. Auntie Zhao said, a scoundrel wanted to flirt with her, and this Muling stepped forward and beat him up."

That scoundrel ended up in the hospital, and then Muling chatted with Auntie Zhao, they got along well, and became friends.

……

The two recounted, in back-and-forth fashion, the process of going to Zhao Yuwan's place.

After that, Lin Shiyi frowned and said, "Wow, she's surnamed Wood! Muling, this fake name is quite interesting!"

"What does that mean?"

Lin Chang'e scratched her head, looking puzzled.

She didn't understand what strange meaning a name could have.

Lin Shiyi explained, "Our surname is Lin, hers is Mu; that's splitting the character Lin. And Ling has a fire radical, implying they want to split our Lin family into firewood and roast it over a flame!"

Song Jiaren gave a wry smile: "Lin Shiyi, you should have been born a few hundred years earlier; you'd be a great helper for the queue-keepers!"

She was referring to literary inquisition.

Lin Shiyi shook his head: "Whether that's the meaning, you'll understand later. Women like Feng Xuelan don't just pick a random alias."

Just like each of our names contains a lot of information.

For example, my name, Lin Shiyi, is because I was born on November 11 of the year before last.

Lin Jingru said, "So you were born on Singles' Day! No wonder!"

Lin Shiyi rubbed his forehead, somewhat troubled.

I have to say, this matter is quite mysterious.

Yesterday he was unable to speak, and he ended up offending his future wife, Ji Youwei.

Ji Youwei is still angry with him now!

Also blame him for being too blunt, saying Ji Youwei has gained weight recently…

Can the word 'fat' be said in front of girls?

Would using a two-word term work instead?

Lin Shiyi then said: "Lin Donghu is named so because he was born in winter and has a tiger-headed, tiger-brained appearance."

So, don't underestimate a person's name; if you analyze it carefully, according to psychology, you can even infer what this person will do in their lifetime!

Lin Baobao said: "So a person's name is really important! But my name is somewhat not good!"

Lin Shiyi said: "Your name is very good! As a girl, when others hear your name, they will develop a good impression of you."

We've gone off topic; let's not talk about this.

It can be certain that this wood spirit definitely has a problem.

As I guessed correctly, this Feng Xuelan will surely try to find a way to get close to Dad through the concubine!

"How do you know that?"

Lin Chang'e asked curiously.

Not only Lin Chang'e, but the other children also couldn't keep up with Lin Shiyi's train of thought.

Lin Shiyi explained: "Even the most fortified city can be breached from within! Dad has a weakness, which, at least to outsiders, is quite obvious."

"What weakness?"

Lin Chang'e couldn't help but ask again.

Lin Jingru said: "I know this; Mom has said it before, Dad is a philandering big radish."

"Lin Jingru, saying that about Dad behind his back is wrong!"

Song Jiaren frowned and said: "Others can say that about Dad, but we cannot."

Got it, big sister!

Lin Jingru lowered her head, feeling a bit embarrassed.

Lin Chang'e said: "So, someone wants to become our concubine and then cause trouble in our household?"

Lin Shiyi shook his head: "Of course not! Doing that would be like using a meat-filled bun to hit a dog—oh wait, that's not right!"

This analogy is clearly inappropriate!

Who is the meat bun? Who is the dog?

When Song Jiaren had her hands on her hips, about to scold him, Lin Shiyi hurriedly said: "Steal a chicken and lose the rice... uh!"

"Lin Shiyi, your thoughts are wrong..."

Song Jiaren frowned and gave Lin Shiyi a lecture.

Lin Shiyi could only listen.