When Lin Ruize was alive, because he was the only male heir of the Lin family, even though he was just Lin Xingchao's nephew, he dominated the Lin family because of the old lady.
She, the eldest daughter of the Lin family and Lin Xingchao's only daughter, was half a head shorter in front of him.
Lin Weiyan has always been proud and arrogant, but because of her gender, she can only coax Lin Ruize.
Now that he is finally dead, he is still affecting their family.
Lin Weiyan thought so, but didn't dare to show it.
Although her father, Lin Xingchao, loved her as a daughter, he also truly loved his nephew.
Lin Ruize is dead now. If she acts too indifferent, I'm afraid her father will be dissatisfied with her.
"Oh, by the way, miss, when the husband and the wife were arguing just now, I heard the wife talk about a woman named Qing Ge."
"I understand, you go down first."
Lin Weiyan took a deep breath and walked into the living room with a sad posture.
"Why are you parents arguing? Is it because of Ruize? If so, please stop. Ruize has always been sensible and filial. If he knew that you had such a fierce argument because of him, he would be uneasy..."
As Lin Weiyan said this, she took Mrs. Lin's arm and winked at her.
Mrs. Lin, however, was no longer as submissive as before, but snorted coldly and turned around to leave.
Lin Xingchao also flicked his sleeves and went to the piano room.
He was irritated and couldn't help but take out the ring again.
Since the last time his wife discovered him carving a ring in the piano room, in order not to cause conflicts between the couple, he has not taken it out for a long time.
Now I can't bear it anymore.
Lin Xingchao stroked the diamond on the ring.
His eyes were full of longing, and he murmured: "Qingge, if you are still here, you will definitely be able to handle the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law and give me a stable and harmonious family, right?"
"Qing Ge, have I ever said that I miss you..."
"I miss you more and more."
"How wonderful it would be if you had not left. We would have two sons and a daughter now and live a happy life."
"Qing Ge, do you miss me?"
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door of the piano room, and Lin Weiyan's voice sounded outside: "Dad, I brought you some white fungus soup."
As he spoke, he had already pushed the door of the piano room open.
Lin Xingchao heard the sound of the door being pushed open and immediately put the ring away.
But he was in a hurry and the ring slipped from his hand.
After falling to the ground, it rolled to Lin Weiyan's feet.
Lin Weiyan stepped on it without noticing.
"Quickly give in!" Lin Xingchao pushed Lin Weiyan.
Caught off guard, Lin Weiyan shook her body and spilled the white fungus soup in her hand.
The hot white fungus soup burned the back of her hand red.
Lin Weiyan cried out in pain.
Lin Xingchao ignored her.
He picked up the ring, held it in his palm, and observed it carefully.
The ring was deformed due to being stepped on, and Lin Xingchao's face was filled with distress.
"I'm sorry, Dad, I didn't mean to step on your ring." Lin Weiyan endured the pain and apologized.
When she saw the ring in Lin Xingchao's hand, she was stunned.
Isn't this ring Song Mingyi's? Why is it in daddy's hands now?
No, this is not Song Mingyi’s ring!
She had noticed before that the paint on Song Mingyi's ring had peeled off and the diamond was not that bright.
This ring is brand new.
But apart from the difference between the old and the new, the two rings are exactly the same.
"Why weren't you careful? How did you step on the ring?" Lin Xingchao knew he shouldn't get angry, but he couldn't control his temper.
There is nothing between him and Qing Ge...
Only this ring could represent their memories, but now it was trampled like this by Lin Weiyan.
"I'm sorry, Dad! I really didn't mean it. I promise to be more careful next time when I bring something in, and I won't break your ring again."
When Lin Xingchao heard Lin Weiyan's words, he saw that the back of her hand was burned red by the white fungus soup. Now she was holding back the pain while talking to herself.
He also truly loved Lin Weiyan, and when he saw her look, he felt somewhat apologetic.
"Weiyan, I'm sorry. Dad's attitude was not good just now. Dad was too anxious. Please don't be angry, okay?"
Lin Weiyan looked sensible: "What are you talking about, dad! If dad doesn't blame me, I'm already satisfied. How could I be angry! But if dad drinks the white fungus soup quickly, I'll be even happier!"
"You girl, I really can't do anything to you."
Lin Xingchao carefully put the ring into his pocket, sat on a chair, took the white fungus soup from Lin Weiyan's hand, and drank it one mouthful at a time.
"The white fungus soup is delicious, Weiyan, thank you."
Lin Weiyan said: "If dad really wants to thank me, why don't you give mom a bowl in person. I think the white fungus soup you gave to mom in person should taste better."
Lin Weiyan wanted to resolve this dispute between her parents.
Although the Lin family has such a large property now, it is all because of the dowry that Mrs. Lin brought when she married Lin Xingchao.
But Mrs. Lin loves Lin Xingchao.
Over the years, I have never felt superior to others just because my mother's family is strong. Instead, I have great respect for my husband.
Although there were two people arguing just now, Lin Weiyan knew that it was Mrs. Lin who was more sad.
Lin Xingchao did not agree, but said: "Weiyan, your father watched today's game. Although you did not win in the end, you are still the champion in my father's heart. You have worked hard today, so go and rest early."
"Then dad..."
"I know everything about your mother and I, so you don't have to worry." After saying that, he patted Lin Weiyan on the shoulder: "Go ahead." "
Lin Weiyan had no choice but to leave first.
She asked the servant to bring a bowl of white fungus soup and carried it upstairs.
When she opened the door of the master bedroom and entered, Mrs. Lin was sitting on the bed wiping tears.
Hearing the footsteps, his face lit up.
However, when he saw that the person walking in was Lin Weiyan, his expression darkened again.
"You've worked hard today, why don't you go back to your room to rest?"
Lin Weiyan said with a smile: "People say that there is a clear connection between the two minds. I always thought that this was nonsense made by poets, but now I believe it. When I went to deliver white fungus soup to my father just now, he said the same thing."
When Lin Weiyan mentioned her husband, Mrs. Lin did not speak.
"Mom, please drink some. Dad served this himself. If he hadn't been in a hurry, it wouldn't have been my turn to bring it to you."
Mrs. Lin snorted coldly and said: "I poked your father's lung tube today, and he still asks you to bring me soup? This is impossible!"
Lin Weiyan thought of the servant's words and suddenly asked: "Mom, did dad do something to apologize to you outside? Was it because of a woman named Qing Ge?
