Lin Qingwan gripped the steering wheel tightly.
She really wanted to make up for Xuan, to provide him with all the material comforts and emotional love he deserved.
The Lin Family had all had their phone numbers blocked by Lin Xuan.
Lin Qingwan had no idea where Lin Xuan lived, so she had no choice but to wait for him at his school.
As soon as she parked the car, she saw Lin Xuan walking out of the school. Lin Qingwan's eyes lit up, and she quickly opened the car door and stepped out.
"Xuan," she said, her voice a mix of excitement and hesitation.
The last time they met in the mall, Lin Xuan had been full of hostility toward her, and she wasn't sure if things had changed...
Lin Xuan's face twisted in disgust, and his good mood was instantly ruined by Lin Qingwan's presence.
"What are you doing here?" Lin Xuan asked coldly.
"Xuan, I visited the orphanage you grew up in and learned a lot about your past. I'm sorry, big sister didn't know you went through so much suffering when you were young," Lin Qingwan's eyes welled up with tears.
The life he had led was far worse than she had imagined.
The orphanage director told her that Lin Xuan had started taking care of himself at the age of three, washing his own clothes and feeding himself.
There had been little money, and the children rarely ate meat. Lin Xuan had survived on watery green vegetables and plain rice.
He had often gone out to collect bottles or helped at restaurants to earn the little money needed for his education.
Because he was dark, skinny, and an orphan with no parents, other kids bullied him, often leaving him battered and bloody.
He would frequently sit by the gate of the orphanage, staring longingly, hoping someone would come to take him away.
In the orphanage, he had been so mature it broke people's hearts.
He had longed so desperately for family, and now that he finally had one, the Lin Family had all but ignored him.
"Yes, my past was hard, so what?" Lin Xuan sneered.
"Xuan, my elder sister promised to make things right, and I really want to make amends. I know you harbor grudges against the family..." Lin Qingwan tried to continue.
But Lin Xuan cut her off, "If you know I don't like you all, then stay out of my way and stop making me sick."
"Late-blooming sentiment is as worthless as dog shit."
Lin Xuan sometimes felt that the butterfly effect of his rebirth wasn't very pleasant. Until his death, the Lin Family had never regretted the things they did to him.
This Lin Qingwan had no idea what had gotten into her to suddenly develop a sense of guilt.
"Xuan, do you have to talk to me so coldly?" Lin Qingwan's expression was pained.
"Otherwise?" Lin Xuan smiled. "I'll say it again: if you want to compensate me, first kick Lin Li out of the Lin Family."
"If you can't do that, then stay the hell away from me!"
Even if Lin Li one day left the Lin Family, he would never return.
The Lin Family was utterly repulsive to him.
"From start to finish, I've just been a lonely orphan with no parents or siblings. I've severed all ties with the Lin Family. I don't need your compensation, nor do I need that so-called familial love."
"Lin Qingwan, stop putting on that fake act of caring for me. It's truly disgusting."
Lin Qingwan's eyes were red. "Xuan, you and Lin Li could get along if you give it a chance. He truly considers you his elder brother, and there's no need to hold such animosity toward him."
"By the way, Xuan,"
Lin Qingwan wiped away her tears and placed a bank card in Lin Xuan's hand.
"There's a million dollars in here, and the PIN is your birthday. Xuan, use this money for now, and I'll give you more later."
"A million dollars?"
Lin Xuan scoffed. "Lin Xuanheavn, do you think giving me a million dollars is some huge favor?"
"Want me to introduce you to my current ensemble?"
Lin Xuan pointed to his watch. "This is a Love Watch designed by Creighton, worth seven and a half million. This outfit? Othello brand, costing one and a half million in total."
"And this ring? You were there when I bought it. It costs fourty-five million yuan."
"And these shoes? A cool twelve million."
Su Hua had arranged everything for him, and all his belongings were top-tier and costly.
Lin Qingwan was dumbfounded.
She had never imagined that Lin Xuan's belongings were this expensive.
Even she couldn't afford such luxurious items...
“So, Lin Leaen, do you think a million dollars is pocket change for a beggar?” Lin Xuan said sarcastically.
Lin Qingwan frowned. "Xuan, who exactly is your benefactor?"
Lin Xuan didn't feel like answering her.
Lin Qingwan grew even more suspicious. Was it true, as her younger sister had suggested, that Xuan's benefactor was a married, middle-aged woman in her forties or fifties?
Otherwise, why would Lin Xuan keep his benefactor a secret?
And was it possible that Lin Xuan was so charmed by the luxurious life provided by his benefactor that he refused to come back?
"Xuan, big sister knows that after living a hard life, you've become dependent on the money given to you by others. But that person will eventually grow tired of you." Lin Qingwan expressed her concerns.
"That's none of Lin Xhuz business. My benefactor won't," Lin Xuan said with certainty.
Lin Qingwan's brows furrowed deeply.
Was Lin Xuan completely obsessed with such superficiality?
How could she save him from this path of destruction?
This was her own brother, and she didn't want to see him waste away in vanity.
Xuan, listen to the elder sister. You can't let greed control you. Even if that woman continues to like you, she has a family. What happens if her husband and children find out? How will you handle it? Lin Qingwan advised.
Lin Xuan leaned against the wall lazily. "Sorry, my benefactor is both beautiful and young, without a husband or children. Can't fulfill your wishes."
Lin Qingwan frowned.
No husband or children... How could that be?
How would any young, beautiful, and rich single woman take interest in Lin Xuan?
As thunder rumbled, the heavens opened up, pouring down a torrential rain.
Lin Xuan stood under a pavilion, waiting for Su Hua, while Lin Qingwan did not leave.
"Xuan, where do you live? Let me take you home. With such heavy rain, it won't be easy for you to get back," Lin Qingwan offered.
Lin Xuan didn’t even spare her a glance.
Lin Qingwan didn't get angry.
She had previously ignored Lin Xuan so much, so of course, he had a poor attitude toward her. She needed to be more patient with him.
Soon, a red Maserati appeared and stopped in front of the pavilion.
The driver held an umbrella himself and another opened one at the back seat, then opened the door.
He respectfully called out, "Ms. Su, please."
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