Chapter 430: Revised: Chapter 432 The Fox Spirit
Mother Leng’s slap was indeed ruthless. Lin Yixun was not surprised to taste blood at the corner of her mouth. She didn’t even need to look in the mirror to guess that there were probably five red fingerprints on her face.
This former mother-in-law of hers had always been direct with her. In the past, she would disdainfully ignore her flattery, throwing away her gifts without hesitation. Now, after not seeing her for five years, she greeted her with a slap to the face as their reunion gift.
Lin Yixun looked at Mother Leng with immense irony. It seemed she used to be a university professor, but all her manners flew out of the window the moment they met, turning into a shrew. Lin Yixun just couldn’t understand, why did she hate her so much?
Lin Yixun licked the broken skin on the corner of her lips, curled her lips up into a smile, and said leisurely, "Oh, it’s Auntie. Long time no see."
In contrast to Lin Yixun’s calm and composed demeanor, Mother Leng’s face looked terrible. She didn’t seem to have the patience to exchange words with Lin Yixun, pointing towards the door and saying bluntly, "Lin Yixun, this is Shengde Hospital, part of Leng’s. You are not welcome here, so get out right now!"
Lin Yixun smiled knowingly. So Mother Leng had come all the way from A City to kick her out. She silently sneered, thinking Mother Leng must think highly of her to come all this way personally.
She lazily tidied the loose strands of hair on her forehead, speaking slowly, "Actually, I want to leave too. But your son won’t let me. What should I do?"
"You’re talking nonsense!"
"Whether I’m talking nonsense or not, ask those bodyguards outside. Look how closely they’re watching me. Even if I wanted to leave, I probably couldn’t. So, it’s not that I’m clinging here and refusing to leave; it’s your precious son who won’t let me go."
"That’s because you, vixen, seduced Yixiu. Otherwise, how could he be so bewitched?"
"Heh heh..." Lin Yixun suddenly laughed lightly. "Auntie, you do think highly of me. Yes, I’m the vixen; I bewitched him. But so what? What can you do about it?"
"You... you little bitch!" Mother Leng’s blood surged, and she raised her hand high.
But Lin Yixun intercepted it in mid-air, raised her chin, and sneered, "Auntie, it’s not a good habit to resort to violence. You were a university professor once; don’t lose your dignity because of me, the vixen."
As she said this, Lin Yixun abruptly released her hand, pointing to the door. "Auntie, I’m tired. If there’s nothing else, please leave. You are not welcome here. Besides, your son will be off work soon. If he sees you here and sees these five fingerprints on my face, it might affect your relationship with him."
"You... you..."
"What’s with all the ’you you’? Auntie, are you feeling unwell? Oh, right, I remember you have high blood pressure. Is it flaring up? Shall I call a doctor to check on you?"
"My health is none of your business, vixen!" With that, Mother Leng stomped out of the ward in a huff.
Lin Yixun watched Mother Leng’s hasty retreat, letting a cold smile play on her lips and called out lightly, "Safe trip, no need to see you off!"
After Mother Leng left, Lin Yixun had just lain down when she heard a heated argument coming from the hallway.
"Why are you here instead of at the company? Are you worried I’ll tear that vixen’s skin off or break her bones?"
"Mom, she’s not a vixen."
"Not a vixen? Would she have you wrapped around her finger, making you even forget your own mother? Have you forgotten how your father died? If it weren’t for her father..."
Lin Yixun initially intended to lie in bed and enjoy the drama, but she didn’t expect Mother Leng to not only bring up Leng Yixiu’s father but also mention her own father with such gritted teeth. Could Leng Yixiu’s father’s death be related to her father?
She perked up her ears, trying to hear more, but was abruptly cut off by Leng Yixiu’s cold interruption, "Mom, enough! Stop talking!"
"Can I not even speak? What’s so good about that woman that you must have her? Son, what spell did she cast on you?! What makes you so obsessed with her?"
"She didn’t cast any spell. It’s all my own choice. I like her!"
Leng Yixiu’s declaration of "I like her" struck deep into Lin Yixun’s heart. If it were in the past, she might have scoffed at these words. But hearing him admit this to his mother word by word, she couldn’t help but start to believe that perhaps this man really did like her.
If not, he wouldn’t have forcibly kept her by his side, nor would he be so indulgent and tolerant of her.
But so what? Six years ago, when she loved him to death, he treated her with disdain. Now, when she has completely given up on him and hates him with every fiber of her being, he suddenly falls in love with her.
What is this? After all that’s happened, does he still expect her to forgive and fall for him again? Ha! Lin Yixun was not that cheap!
However, Leng Yixiu’s affection for her did give Lin Yixun a bargaining chip. She thought she should make good use of it, not letting her years of suffering go to waste.
After an unknown period, the argument in the corridor suddenly quieted down. Not long after, Lin Yixun saw a man walking in with a defeated look. He seemed dejected and exhausted, clearly having spent considerable energy in the argument with Mother Leng.
The man walked to the bedside, his gaze falling on the five glaring red fingerprints on her face, and said softly, "I’m sorry."
A flicker of surprise crossed Lin Yixun’s eyes. In her impression, this man rarely apologized to anyone.
She gave an ironic smile, "Your apology, I can’t accept. If you really feel guilty, let me go. Maybe then I’ll hate you a bit less."
"I’ll agree to anything but that."
Lin Yixun’s fingers tightened under the blanket, and she sneered, "What if I want you to die?"
Seeing the man remain silent, the sarcasm on Lin Yixun’s face deepened, "See? You were just saying you’d agree to anything. It turns out you were lying. But don’t worry, what I just said was a joke. I hate you too much to let you die so easily."
"Lin Yixun, hatred won’t make you feel any better."
"Yes, it doesn’t feel good." Lin Yixun couldn’t deny that. "But all I have left now is hatred."