C6

After a long while, Yun Yu, who had nothing to do with what she had imagined, heard the light ridicule from a man, "Do you know why I didn't touch you? Because you're disgusting. "

His body suddenly felt lighter, and his manly aura quickly disappeared. The room was also as quiet as usual.

However, Lin Xiahua was not calm at all. Her shoulders trembled and her upper body felt very cold.

The word disgusting kept on lingering in her mind, causing Lin Xiahua to almost collapse.

After that night, Xu Yimo did not appear for a few days.

Lin Xiahua returned to her usual self. These two days, the phone kept reminding her that her birthday was coming up.

She laughed self-deprecatingly. This time, it was probably the same as the past years. No one wanted to celebrate and no one cared.

Just then, the table shook, Lin Xiahua picked up the phone and saw the note she gave to her stepmother.

His expression changed, and he switched off the button. Soon, his stepmother's voice came from the other side of the phone.

"Xia Hua, come home tomorrow and have a meal together."

Lin Xiahua was startled, she did not expect her stepmother to let him go home to eat dinner.

In these past few years, the two of them didn't have much contact with each other. They were as calm as water, making it impossible for others to tell that they were family.

It seemed that after her father had passed away, her connection with her so-called "family" had been severed.

Now that she heard that familiar female voice on the other end of the phone, she felt a little absent-minded. For a moment, she felt as if she had been separated from the world.

"Alright." She suddenly agreed.

After hanging up, Ye Zichen's phone vibrated once again. This time, it was still his birthday reminder.

She canceled the birthday reminder, turned off the annoying alarm clock, and went back to bed.

The next day at 6: 40 PM.

Lin Xiahua carried a few bags of belongings and entered the Lin Family household. The corners of his eyes were filled with smiles, as he was in a very good mood.

The Lin Clan's door was just opened, and before she could step in, she saw the person sitting at the dining table in the guest hall.

Lin Xiahua was startled, and the bright smile on his face quickly faded.

She saw Lin Doukou and the cold-hearted man beside her.

It was unknown what they were talking about, but both of them had smiles on their faces, and the gaze Xu Yimo used to look at Lin Doukou was even more so undisguised as he doted on him.

When her stepmother heard the sound, she came out of the kitchen, saw her, smiled, and took the bag from her.

The stepmother saw the quick change in her expression and said unhappily, "You can't be unhappy because you saw Nutmeg come back." The tone was positive, and the stepmother's face grew cold.

Lin Doukou, who was on the table, mischievously stood up. He lowered his head and avoided looking at them, as if he was feeling very uneasy.

She looked at Lin Xiahua apologetically and explained slowly, "Xia Hua, when I came back, I told mom not to tell you. I wanted to give you a nice surprise.

"Nope."

It was not a surprise at all, not to say a shock.

Just as Lin Xiahua finished speaking, he saw Xu Yimo pull Lin Doukou back onto his seat with his big hand and said indifferently, "Weren't you hungry just now? "Why do you have the effort to explain it to the others?"

"How can Xia Hua be a random person? I think it's time for you to restrain your temper a little." Lin Doukou shook his head and said helplessly.

The man patted her head lovingly, but didn't refute her.

Xu Yimo's words did not carry any emotion, but it was precisely because of this that Lin Xiahua felt that there was such a huge difference between him and Lin Doukou.

She didn't reveal anything on the surface, but only smiled and said, "It's alright, big sister. I won't blame you."

As the mood eased, her stepmother took out a pair of chopsticks and sat down.

Xu Yimo did not appear for the past few days, was he at the Lin Family? Lin Xiahua laughed faintly, and suddenly remembered that on that rainy night, Xu Yimo suddenly picked up a phone and left in a hurry.

Now that she thought about it, the phone call must be from Lin Doukou.

She bitterly thought, her face showing a hint of sadness and desolation.

Lin Xiahua quietly ate the rice in the bowl, and suddenly heard the man ask with concern, "Have you been doing well abroad these past few years? He looks a lot thinner. "

Lin Xiahua's chopsticks slipped, and she almost fell to the ground, she anxiously tried to hide her emotions.

It turned out that it wasn't that he didn't know how to care about people. Rather, he wanted to see who that person was.

Lin Doukou spoke in a dignified and gentle voice, "It's pretty good, but I'm not used to it."

"Since you're not used to it, why don't you come back? Or perhaps, why did you leave that year? " Xu Yimo asked somewhat excitedly, and the gaze she looked at Lin Doukou with was filled with excitement.

Lin Doukou suddenly became silent, looked at Lin Xiahua and sighed.

The atmosphere turned cold and Lin Xiahua became dejected, he did not speak a single word.

Xu Yimo's gaze was also somewhat serene as he looked deeply at the woman he loved.

Why had she left all those years ago?

After dinner, Lin Xiahua snatched the bowl and chopsticks from his stepmother's hands and volunteered to wash the dishes.

At least this way she wouldn't see anything that would make her heart ache.

She quickly kept the tableware and brought it into the kitchen. Just as she left, Lin Doukou came in.

"Let me help." The smile on her face was so beautiful that it was hard to refuse.

Lin Xiahua was startled, then smiled lightly, "Sis, I can quickly wash up, there's no need for you to help. Just help me accompany Yimo."

She secretly revealed her identity as Xu Yimo's wife.

Lin Doukou's body stiffened, his face was a bit twisted, but everything happened in a short amount of time, so Lin Xiahua did not realise it.

Lin Doukou smiled gently, "It's alright, let me help. If I don't help you, I would feel bad, what's more, I also want to chat with you for a while."

Since the words were already said, Lin Xiahua could not reject anymore.

Lin Xiahua was in charge of washing the dishes, while Lin Doukou was in charge of putting the dishes on the table.

After passing over a clean bowl, Lin Xiahua felt that someone had let go after receiving it.

"Crackle." The bowl fell to the sink, a piece of porcelain scraping across the soft skin.

Sharp cracking sounds could be heard, Lin Doukou was so frightened that his face turned pale, and the others quickly followed.

Xu Yimo saw the woman who had curled up into a ball in an instant. He immediately pulled Lin Doukou into his embrace to comfort him.

Lin Xiahua's eyes landed on the hand that was patting Lin Doukou's shoulder.

Her stepmother scolded her and demanded, "Did you do it on purpose? He showed us his face as soon as he entered the room, and now he's throwing a bowl and scaring the nutmeg. "

"Lin Xiahua, your sister came in to help you out with good intentions, but you clearly know that Nutmeg isn't good at kitchen stuff, is that how you treat your sister?" Xu Yimo was furious, he did not seem to see her dripping finger in his gaze.

A cut was made on the finger that was dripping with blood. The blood that was seeping out fell drop by drop onto the floor, forming a strong color difference with the white porcelain floor.

Suddenly, he felt his clothes move. The woman behind him gently pulled at the corner of his clothes, and gently said. "Yimo, you scared Xia Hua."

Lin Xiahua looked at this scene indifferently. The light in his eyes dimmed little by little, and finally, fell into silence.

After this incident, she didn't say a word.

In the car, she silently accepted the man's calm gaze.

Xu Yimo suddenly braked, stopped, turned his head, and looked at the woman who was still calm, and the anger in his heart grew.

He was expressionless as he used his strength in his hands, "Lin Xiahua, you better not do anything bad to her. Otherwise, you won't have an easy time either!"

"Nutmeg is not someone you can touch. You better be the best Mrs. Xu for me."

"Back then, you had better hope that it had nothing to do with you. Once I find out, you can forget about becoming a Mrs. Xu."

Each word was colder than the last, and each sentence was even more piercing to Lin Xiahua's heart.

Her heart sank inch by inch.

She suddenly thought of something. That day, Xu Yimo had furiously chased An Qi away.

So it was also because of Lin Doukou?

Because of her return, everyone should abdicate and give way to her? Including her?

"So? Do you think I was the one who forced her out of the country? "