Chapter 259: Now I Call Her Sister-in-Law!

Lu Linglong smiled and nodded, after chatting a few sentences, she left.

Before leaving, she asked Lin Yang.

"What dishes do you like to eat? I'll cook tonight."

Upon hearing that, Lin Yang smiled and named a few dishes.

After Lu Linglong left, Lin Yang returned to the sofa and began to ponder what exactly would be on that sheepskin scroll.

His blood jade could be for cultivation, alchemy, and medical arts—what exactly would that sheepskin scroll be?

"Brother, what are you thinking about?"

Lin Ying'er's words pulled him back to reality.

He gave a helpless smile and said, "Just thinking about some trivial matters."

"Wow, is now the time to be thinking about trivial matters?"

"Linglong sister already brought you home to meet the parents, and you're still so calm?"

"What you should be doing now isn't going out to buy gifts, is it?"

Upon hearing that, Lin Yang pinched Lin Ying'er's cheek.

"You little head, I don't know what you're thinking."

"I've been to Linglong sister's house countless times; do I still need to buy a gift?"

"As for meeting the parents, that's outright impossible."

"I don't even know how many times I've seen Lu's old man and his dad."

Lin Ying'er put her hands on her hips, snorted, and said.

"Was there ever a time when Linglong sister invited you herself?"

"No, I should start calling her sister-in-law."

After saying that, seeing Lin Yang still sitting unmoving, she grabbed his hand and stood up.

"Why are you still sitting? Hurry up and go buy gifts."

"Yiyi, what do you say!"

Huang Yiyi also nodded and said.

"In our place, doing this basically counts as meeting the parents."

Listening to the two of them chatting back and forth, Lin Yang helplessly rubbed his temples.

"You guys studied matchmaking in college, right?"

"Tch, if it weren't because you're my real brother, I wouldn't bother calling you."

Finally, Lin Yang could only helplessly follow them out.

On the way, Lin Ying'er kept muttering.

"Sister-in-law's family has an elder; we should buy some ginseng or something. Anyway, my brother isn't short on money, so we can't neglect etiquette."

Hearing Lin Ying'er's muttering, Lin Yang's mouth twitched.

"Do we need to buy ginseng? I know a shop that specializes in this."

Huang Yiyi's sudden remark made Lin Ying'er and Lin Yang both look at her.

"Yiyi, do you also know where to buy ginseng?"

After Lin Ying'er said that, fearing Huang Yiyi might misunderstand, she immediately explained.

"What I mean is, you just came to study in the southwest; we've basically been together all along—how do you even know where to buy ginseng?"

Huang Yiyi said with a flushed face.

"Sometimes my dad digs up ginseng on the mountain and brings it here to sell, then uses the money to buy me treats."

Lin Ying'er looked enlightened.

Lin Yang, who had originally intended to say they should go check out Sun Jiacheng's shop, also didn't say it.

So they followed Huang Yiyi to a street.

"Hey, isn't this near the Antiques Street?"

Huang Yiyi nodded and led the two to a shop.

The shop's size is decent, about a hundred square meters.

The decoration is also nice; besides ginseng, the shop has various infused liquors.

Lin Yang glanced around and saw several ginseng roots about fifty years old.

Lin Yang also gave a helpless smile.

He realized he had been overlooking the obvious—there was ginseng right here.

He had even asked the Wei Family to help him find it.

After Huang Yiyi entered, she glanced at Lin Ying'er with a hint of pride.

"Ying'er, how about that—I didn't lie to you, right?"

Lin Ying'er nodded.

"Indeed it is."

At that moment, Lin Yang walked to the counter and pointed to a snow lotus of unknown age.

"Boss, how much for that snow lotus?"

An old man wearing a Tang-style jacket, with his hands clasped at the sleeves, pushed up his reading glasses.

"Two million."

"Tsk tsk, the snow lotus is surprisingly expensive—it feels even more costly than ginseng."

"The ginseng my dad sells is at most a few ten-thousands."

Huang Yiyi had just finished speaking when a voice tinged with surprise rang out.

"Eh, isn't that Yiyi? How did you come here?"

Huang Yiyi heard this and turned to look.

She saw a man and a woman, both middle‑aged and dressed richly, enter from the doorway.

The woman was still wearing a cheongsam even though the autumn had turned cool.

On her hand hung a bag printed with a huge LV.

The man standing beside her wore a green Submariner on his wrist.

After entering, he from time to time raised his hand to check the time.

Seeing the two enter, Huang Yiyi appeared somewhat nervous.

She tugged at the corner of her clothes and shouted nervously.

"Second Aunt, Second Uncle‑in‑law."

Nannan blinked her big, innocent eyes, looked at Ye Fei, and leaned her small frame close.

"Then I'll tell you just you, and you mustn't tell anyone else."

"Okay, I promise not to tell anyone else."

Nannan whispered, "Actually, I see Mom crying alone every night, taking medicine alone; I hope her illness gets better soon."

After saying that, she hesitated a moment then continued.

"Actually, I also wish my dad would come back; I envy other kids who have a dad, so I wouldn't be bullied."

Hearing Nannan's words, Ye Fei felt a pang of pity; such a young child being so sensible.

Her mother should be taking antidepressants, while her father's whereabouts are unknown.

He rubbed Nannan's head.

"It's still raining; I'll take Nannan home."

"My mom will be here soon; I need to wait for her."

Just as she finished speaking, a tall woman in a white shirt and white canvas shoes, head down, hands shielding her face, came running over with small quick steps.

Seeing the woman, Nannan broke into a smile and walked under the eaves.

"'Nannan's here waiting for Mom again; let's go home.'"

Hearing that familiar voice, Ye Fei startled and turned his head.

"'It's raining; I have an umbrella you can take back.'"

Luo Xin had wanted to refuse, but seeing the rain grow heavier, she turned and took the umbrella.

"'Thanks.'"

With that turn, both Ye Fei and Luo Xin froze.

After a brief moment of shock, Luo Xin's pupils constricted; filled with three parts fear and seven parts hatred, she gritted her teeth and said.

"'It's you!'"

In this familiar place, she encountered the person she most feared and also hated the most.

It was he who shattered her life, turning her from a heaven‑gifted beauty into an ordinary person.

The Luo family felt she had brought shame upon them; the school expelled her, destroying her future and dreams.

And the architect of all this, she thought she would never see him again in this lifetime—yet today they met once more.

Seeing Luo Xin's gaze, Ye Fei didn't know how to speak for a moment.

He lowered his head, glanced at himself hiding behind Luo Xin, looked at his own Nannan, and recalled what she had said earlier.

Ye Fei spoke in a low voice: "Sorry, it was I who hurt you back then; please give me a chance to make amends, and give Nannan a home."

Nannan, hiding behind Luo Xin, blinked her eyes, looked at Ye Fei, and asked in a childish voice.

"'Mom, is he my dad?'"

The usually gentle Luo Xin raised her voice at Nannan for the first time.

Luo Xin furrowed her brows slightly, looking at the middle‑aged man, and said.

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