Chapter 24: A Face Thicker Than City Walls
Brother Lin Xuan typed out two hundred thousand words in his space, wrote an outline, then submitted the book to the Leap Station, which was the largest novel subscription platform.
After finishing all of that, he left his space.
When he woke up, he noticed the blanket covering him and paused. Did Su Hua cover him with it?
Lin Xuan looked towards Su Hua’s direction, and there she was, staring intently at the computer screen.
He couldn’t help but get lost in her gaze.
They say men look their best when they’re working, but women are no different. Su Hua had this unique charm when she was fully absorbed in her work.
Lin Xuan cursed himself again for being blind.
Why hadn’t he noticed Su Hua’s beauty in the previous life?
Su Hua had a great figure, came from a good family, was incredibly beautiful, and treated him exceptionally well—aside from being a little obsessive. Wasn’t she the perfect girlfriend?
“Ding ding ding.” Lin Xuan’s QQ received a message.
Upon checking his phone, he realized it was from Li Siyu, Qin Ruoyao’s lackey.
[Li Siyu: Lin Xuan, what’s wrong with you? It’s been days since we’ve seen you come around Ruoyao. Are you even serious about pursuing her?]
Li Siyu didn’t know about Qin Ruoyao and Lin Xuan’s marriage.
She continued messaging.
[Li Siyu: You’re not exactly handsome, nor rich. If you want Ruoyao to like you, you need persistence, got it?]
[Li Siyu: These past few days, Ruoyao has been in a bad mood. This is your chance to cheer her up. Oh, by the way, Ruoyao likes this thousand-yuan bracelet. I’ll send you the location and picture. Buy it first, then I’ll help you pass it on to Ruoyao. She’ll be thrilled.]
Lin Xuan snorted coldly.
This bracelet was something she had her eyes on, wasn’t it? Li Siyu often took advantage of his feelings for Qin Ruoyao, making him treat her to meals, buy her bubble tea, or give her gifts. Ridiculously, he actually fell for it.
All the money he earned from his part-time jobs and scholarships were spent on Li Siyu and Qin Ruoyao.
Before, he was stupid enough to let them use him as an ATM. Not this time around! They wouldn’t get a single cent from him this life!
Lin Xuan replied: [No money!]
Li Siyu frowned: [Lin Xuan, aren’t you going to work this summer vacation? Or have you already spent all your money? How can you pursue Ruoyao without money? Aren’t you the big young master of the Lin family? Go ask for some if you don’t have any!]
[Let me tell you, you won’t be able to win Ruoyao over like this!]
Lin Xuan felt nauseated and responded: [Is someone like Qin Ruoyao worth my pursuit?]
Li Siyu widened her eyes. How dare Lin Xuan talk about Ruoyao like that!
Li Siyu: [Lin Xuan, I’ve already taken a screenshot of what you just said. If you don’t want me to tell Ruoyao, bribe me. Here’s the deal—my food expenses for next month are on you.]
Lin Xuan: [I envy your face so much—it’s thicker than city walls, bulletproof! Safe!]
After sending this, Lin Xuan immediately blocked Li Siyu. He didn’t want to see such trash anymore.
Li Siyu went berserk.
How dare she call him thick-skinned!
Li Siyu wanted to message Lin Xuan to confront him, only to realize she had been blocked!
“Ahhh—”
“Lin Xuan, who do you think you are? You useless waste of space, how dare you question me?”
Fuming, Li Siyu quickly took the screenshot of Lin Xuan calling Qin Ruoyao trash and sent it to Qin Ruoyao.
[Li Siyu: Ruoyao, Lin Xuan is completely out of line, calling you trash! When school starts, make sure to show him what’s coming.]
Qin Ruoyao’s expression turned sour, and a wave of worry rose within her.
Why did she feel Lin Xuan had changed ever since the wedding?
Qin Ruoyao looked down on Lin Xuan, thinking he wasn’t worthy of her, yet she enjoyed having him fawn over her. It gave her immense satisfaction.
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The Lin Family.
Lin Qingwan, feeling dizzy, didn’t go to work. After taking her medicine and returning to her room, she saw many servants entering Brother Lin Xuan’s room.
“What are you doing?” Lin Qingwan frowned and asked.
“Miss, the mistress instructed us to clear out everything related to the Young Master from this room,” the housekeeper replied.
Thinking about Lin Xuan leaving the Lin family made Lin Qingwan’s heart ache unbearably.
“Don’t move anything yet. Let me take a look inside,” Lin Qingwan croaked.
“Yes, Miss.”
Lin Qingwan walked into Lin Xuan’s room, her first time ever stepping inside. The moment she entered, she froze.
The size of Lin Xuan’s room was less than one-seventh of hers, looking to be only six or seven square meters.
And the furnishings were extremely simple—a single chair, a 1.2-meter bed, a desk, and a tiny wardrobe.
“Has Lin Xuan always lived here?” Lin Qingwan asked incredulously.
“Yes, when the Young Master returned at thirteen, the mistress arranged for him to stay here. It never changed. She said she worried that sudden wealth might corrupt the Young Master, so she insisted on raising him in poverty.”
Aunt Wang sighed.
Alas, all these years, she’d witnessed every hardship the Young Master endured in the Lin family. No one cared about him; one small mistake would result in beatings or scoldings. The young misses often mocked him behind his back.
To the Young Master, the Lin family wasn’t home—it was hell.
