Master Quan, come on, my little wife is excited!

Lin Langyin raised her eyes to look at him, clearly seeing the worry in his eyes. After a moment, she said: "I know, I am the best."

Xie Jiuan finally dared to breathe out the breath he was holding, and he nodded affirmatively: "Yes, you are."

Lin Langyin grabbed his hand and said slowly: "I have been stuck in the same place for many years, and now I want to move forward."

Xie Jiuan hugged her back tightly: "Then go, I'll always be there."

Lin Langyin's eyes were moist, filled with joy and grievance. She nodded: "Okay."

She let go of his hand, walked to Lin Ciqing, squatted down and looked at her: "In more than twenty years, this is the first time I heard you admit that you gave birth to me."

"It's not that I regret trying to make up for it after I wake up, but it's for the curse, to make me hate myself for the rest of my life."

He smiled self-deprecatingly and glanced at Lin Yuying again: "You are so disgusted, why are you alive?"

"Born to be tortured? Why is your heart so twisted?"

He slowly stood up on his knees and sighed with relief.

How could she be trapped with such an unbearable person for so long?

Why did she torture herself for so long because of other people's mistakes.

The words were calm: "I was born to you."

"But I'm glad that I wasn't raised by you."

"I can't even imagine how disgusting it would be if I became like you."

She took a deep breath and said, "I was lucky enough to meet my dad and receive the best fatherly love and the best upbringing."

Picking up the contract that had just fallen to the ground, she patted Lin Yuying on the chest and said, "Move out within three days."

"I heard you are going abroad."

"The sooner the better, before I regret it."

"Don't come back after you go abroad."

"You know you can't play with me now."

Looking at Lin Ciqing: "As for you, don't appear in front of me again."

"I said I would make your life worse than that of a dog, and it can come true at any time."

After saying this, she took two steps back: "Don't think that I owe the Lin family, and don't think that I owe you."

"My dad lost his lover, lost his freedom, and died in depression. He has finished repaying the Lin family's kindness in raising him."

"And I, the entire Lin family, I only owe my father."

"From beginning to end, you owe me, not I owe you."

He looked at Lin Yuying calmly: "I'll be here in three days. I don't want you to still be here."

After saying this, Lin Langyin turned to look at Uncle Lin: "Uncle Lin, please stay here."

"Look at the arrangements. The servants will be dispersed as they should be. Just leave a few to take care of the house."

"You said you want to stay in Suzhou for retirement, then help me take care of the house."

Lin Bo nodded happily: "Don't worry, I guarantee that when you come over in three days, you will look the way you like."

Lin Langyin said nothing more, just looked at Xie Jiu'an and said, "Let's go."

The two left the old house side by side without returning to the hotel. Lin Langyin took him to the ancestral temple.

When the door was pushed open from the outside, the person in charge of cleaning inside looked surprised: "Miss?"

Lin Langyin didn't look at him, but just said: "Go back, there is no need to clean today."

The man hesitated for a few seconds, then finally nodded and put down the things in his hands and left the ancestral hall.

Lin Langyin raised her feet and walked inside. Xie Jiuan didn't know why she brought him here, so she just followed silently.

Passing through doorways one after another, walking through the wind and rain corridor, and entering the deepest and rear part of the ancestral hall.

It was also a place he hadn't seen the last time he came.

It turns out that there is such a large courtyard behind the stacked tablets.

Walking in, Lin Langyin walked to a small door in the innermost part of the courtyard.

She just stood there watching the door motionless.

After a moment, Xie Jiuan heard her say: "I lived here before I was five years old."

Xie Jiuan looked at the rusty little door, his clear eyes turned bottomless at this moment, leaving only disbelief and heartache.

Lin Langyin raised his hand to put on the iron door and said slowly: "I have never dared to open it for more than twenty years."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a squeak, and the rusty and harsh sound resounded in the empty courtyard.

Xie Jiuan saw inside.

It was narrow and cramped, surrounded by airtight walls. Except for the iron door that had just been opened, there was no place where light could penetrate.

The musty smell that has accumulated for many years is coming.

He froze in place, his eyes were red, and he couldn't imagine how he would live like this since he was a child.

How can such a young child survive?

The veins in the hand hanging by his side bulged due to the exertion, and even the teeth hidden in the cheeks were biting and trembling due to the force.

Lin Langyin looked inside. She had no intention of going in. When she walked out of here, she swore she would never go in again.

She turned to look at the person next to her, with a forced smile in her eyes: "Xie Jiu'an, this is where I come from."

"A person like you must have never seen such a place."

So unsightly, twisted and dark.

Xie Jiuan didn't answer, just looked down at her without saying a word.

She was smiling, but he was crying. The tears were not drop by drop, but flowed directly and continuously from the corners of his eyes.

From being silent to taking shaky breaths, Xie Jiuan turned his head away under her gaze. He could not look at her now.

"What's wrong?" Lin Langyin felt panicked when she saw him crying.

One sentence made him unable to bear it anymore: "I'm sorry."

"Ayin, I'm sorry."

Lin Langyin looked up at him and raised her hand to wipe the tears on his face: "Why are you saying sorry?"

Xie Jiu'an held the hand that fell on his face and looked at her, her words full of regret and self-blame: "I'm sorry for not appearing in your world earlier."

Lin Langyin's eyes were glazed over, tears fell from his eyes, and he cried in a voice: "Are you stupid? What does this have to do with you?"

The person who owed her has never said sorry to her, but the person in front of her who cherishes her always feels that he owes her.

He is obviously the one who least needs to say sorry.

Xie Jiuan looked into her eyes, tears falling and hitting the bridge of her nose, splashing away.

He looked at her with red eyes and choked with sobs: "It does matter."

Not appearing by her side earlier, not protecting her well, and letting her walk such a long, dark, and difficult road alone was his biggest debt.

He slowly hugged the person into his arms, and a hoarse voice sounded in his ears: "Ayin, no one can decide where they come from."

"You didn't choose this."

"But your place is not here."

"No one can decide how high, how far, and where to go except yourself."

"Don't worry and move forward. I will work very hard and be your support."

He said so, and he did so.

With the fourth brother's contract, he proved to his father that he was not accomplishing anything and that he could already be on his own.