NFBE Chapter 2038 Every Time I Want to Understand You More
Chapter 2038 Every Time I Want to Understand You More
She finally understood why her father had lost his composure and why he was in such a hurry to take her away.
What was happening over there in the back room was such an earth-shattering spectacle, worthy of being recorded in the social history of Yanjing!
It turns out that Li Xiangnan and his daughter were receiving such profound and priceless blessings from the top circles of this country.
A tremendous emotion, a mixture of shock, astonishment, realization, and a sense of relief that she herself had not anticipated, instantly swept over her at that moment.
Suddenly, her feet swayed slightly, and she instinctively grabbed the wall next to her for support.
"Xiao Qiao!"
Upon seeing this, Lin Jianzhou's heart clenched. He hurriedly stepped forward to support his daughter, his voice filled with heartache and panic, "Let's go, let's go right now! Don't look or listen! Those people... and those things have nothing to do with our Lin family, nothing to do with you or me!"
He almost forced his daughter to turn around and leave this embarrassing place!
"dad!"
But Lin Chuqiao gently pulled away from her father's warm hand.
She raised her head, her face somewhat pale, but her eyes were unexpectedly calm, even... carrying a hint of relieved composure. "I'm fine!"
Looking at the deep guilt and pain in her father's eyes, she knew that she had guessed what he was thinking!
He was indeed protecting himself from the gossip, knowing that he didn't want to see Li Xiangnan and his daughter receive such a generous gift and have any other uneasy thoughts.
Father, I already knew something when my second brother Lin Weimin went to the main house three times before. He was eager to verify something, but after actually seeing those things, he stood there stunned!
He felt sorry for his daughter.
Thinking of her father's sacrifices over the years and the bitterness he felt in this complicated situation, Lin Chuqiao suddenly felt a lump in her throat, but she held it back with all her might.
She even tried to curve the corners of her mouth into a very light, faint, yet incredibly sincere smile.
"Dad, I'm fine, really!" she repeated, her voice soft but clear enough to reach Lin Jianzhou's ears. "When I heard that Xiao Xitang received so many wonderful gifts, and that so many people sincerely wished her well and paved the way for her... I'm actually... really happy!"
She paused, her gaze seemingly drifting towards the direction of the rear room, or perhaps just staring at some point in the void, her voice carrying a clarity that came from years of experience.
“Xiang Nan…he deserves all of this! happy Tang is his daughter, she should have all of this too! It’s all good, really!”
Lin Jianzhou stared blankly at his daughter, at the tears welling up in her eyes that she was trying so hard to hold back, at the forced yet earnest smile on her lips. His heart felt like it was being soaked in acid, aching and almost melting away.
He opened his mouth, but his throat felt blocked by something, and he couldn't utter a single word.
He hadn't expected his daughter to react this way.
There was none of the collapse, resentment, or hysteria he had anticipated under the enormous shock; none of the emotional reactions he had expected occurred. Instead, there was only an almost cruel calm and...blessing.
At that moment, Lin Jianzhou suddenly realized that he may never have truly understood this seemingly stubborn and aloof daughter, whose heart was more affectionate and tender than anyone else's.
Just as the father and daughter faced each other, a thousand words stuck in their chests, the atmosphere heavy and sorrowful, Lin Weimin rushed over from the back room.
The excitement from earlier still lingered on his face, and when he saw his father and sister standing there, he immediately stopped.
“Dad, Xiao Qiao, why are you standing here? I just went to the front to take a look,” Lin Weimin glanced at his father’s pale face and then at his sister’s slightly red eyes, his heart skipped a beat, but he didn’t stop speaking, “The front… it’s almost ready, the old gentlemen are about to come in, shouldn’t we…”
Before he could finish speaking, his gaze swept over his sister's face. Suddenly remembering something, he quickly lowered his voice and said to his father, "Dad, by the way, there's something I didn't have time to say earlier because there were so many people! Xiao Qiao... she just gave a gift, and another one, 958 yuan! That's all the money she's saved up over the years. I tried to persuade her, but Xiang Nan absolutely refused to accept it. I was just thinking about how to tell you, but you know my sister's temper... In the end, I insisted on keeping it for him, saying it was for happy Tang's dowry!"
boom!
Lin Weimin's words were like a final, heavy blow, striking Lin Jianzhou's already crumbling heart.
He stood frozen in place, his gaze fixed on Lin Chuqiao's slightly turned profile!
Morning light filtered through the eaves, casting a soft shadow on her thin face. Her long eyelashes drooped, and her lips were pressed into a stubborn yet fragile curve.
She didn't look at him, or at anyone else; she just stood there quietly, like a slender bamboo covered in frost in the early winter wind!
Nine hundred and fifty-eight yuan!
This number was echoing wildly in Lin Jianzhou's mind!
All of his family's wealth?
What was Xitang's dowry?
Lin Chuqiao had already turned her head slightly to avoid her father's extremely shocked gaze, her long eyelashes drooping down to conceal all the emotions surging in her eyes.
But Lin Jianzhou understood everything from his daughter's slightly trembling shoulders and her lips that turned white instantly.
original……
While he, as a father, was still filled with regret for his decision after weighing the pros and cons, and was suffering from the huge gap between his current situation and reality, his daughter had already, in her own way, silently and resolutely, staked everything on the person she had wronged, and perhaps never truly let go of, and that person's child.
This affection, this weight, this almost resolute sincerity that remains despite the changing times and family pressures.
He is a thousand times more pure and precious than his father, who thought he was shrewd but was actually short-sighted!
Lin Jianzhou, who had spent half his life striving and considered himself shrewd, was ultimately far less pure and courageous than his daughter when faced with the weight of emotions and morality!
“Xiao Qiao, you…” Lin Jianzhou’s voice choked up completely. He looked at his daughter, his eyes filled with unprecedented shock, heartache, and a deep sense of shame and embarrassment!
"Why are you so stupid?"
All those words can be summed up in this powerless sentence.
He really wanted to say sorry, to say that his father was wrong, that he was wrong from the beginning, terribly wrong.
But these words stuck in his throat, heavy and unyielding, and he couldn't utter another word.
Faced with her daughter's calm yet resolute actions, any words seem pale and hypocritical.
Lin Chuqiao simply shook her head gently and said nothing.
Her eyes were bright, like glass covered with a layer of watery luster, but no tears fell.
Just then, clear and lively voices and chatter came from the moon gate leading from the back room to the front courtyard. It was clear that the important guests, accompanied by Li Xiangnan, Song Cijiu and others, were heading towards the inner courtyard.
Lin Jianzhou stood frozen in place, looking at the approaching crowd, then at his silent daughter beside him, and then at his son ahead with a worried and complicated expression. For a moment, he didn't know what to do...