Quick, female general, I traveled through time to save my father

Chapter 327 Xiao 5's revenge on Muchen

Lin Mu looked at the group of people in front of her. There was a calculating glint in her grandmother's cloudy eyes, her aunt Zhou Yun had a look of hypocritical concern on her face, her stepfather was picking his teeth expressionlessly, and her biological mother Zhou Li was actually smiling.

"Have you agreed to sell me off?" Lin Mu's voice was cold. "Aren't you going to find a few backup buyers?"

"What nonsense!" Zhou Li's face suddenly changed, and her lips, painted with cheap lipstick, twisted. "We are doing this for your own good!"

She suddenly stood up, the chair legs scraping against the floor. "You know what our family situation is like. Your father and I have to support two college students. Do you understand how much pressure that is?"

Lin Mu's fingertips dug deep into his palm. Two college students? His biological mother, Zhou Li, was unemployed and a full-time housewife. His stepfather's salary was barely enough to support himself, so how could he support two college students?

All they had spent over the years was Lin Mu's father's pension and the compensation for the car accident. This was a very shrewd calculation.

"Besides," Zhou Li's voice suddenly dropped, as if to demonstrate her understanding, "I'm not stopping you from studying. I'm just saying that if you can't get into a good university, then you won't go. Am I wrong?"

Aunt Zhou Yun immediately seized the opportunity and pulled Lin Mu to her side. The scent of her perfume mixed with the odor of hot pot base made Lin Mu want to vomit.

"Your mother is doing this for your own good," Zhou Yun said hypocritically, patting the back of Lin Mu's hand. "Isn't this also leaving you another way out? Girls have to get married sooner or later."

Lin Mu pulled his hand back with such force that Zhou Yun staggered.

"Path?" She sneered. "What path? A path like my cousin who changed three boyfriends before graduating from high school? Or a path like you, Auntie, who brags about how much money your daughter has received from men every day?"

Wang Lili's hand, which was applying lipstick, trembled, and the bright red lipstick smeared on her face: "Lin Mu! You..."

"Am I wrong?" Lin Mu looked around. "Isn't my cousin's 'good marriage' the result of you, aunt, 'leaving an extra way out' back then?"

Grandma was so angry that her dentures clattered: "You have no respect for your elders! If your father were alive..."

"Don't mention my dad!" Lin Mu's voice suddenly rose, his eyes red. "If my dad were still alive, he would never say such words as selling his daughter out! His wish is that I get into a good university when I grow up."

Grandma Lin Mu was so angry that she was shaking all over. She pointed at her like a dry branch in the wind and said, "With someone like you, I think you don't need to go to high school. All you learn is the mentality of disobeying your elders." Then she turned to Zhou Li and said in a sharp voice, "If it were me, I would just give her a leave of absence. She would be a better behaved girl if she stayed home honestly!"

Zhou Li's lips moved, but before she could speak, her stepfather, who was sitting next to her, rolled his eyes, obviously moved by what the old lady said.

At this moment, Lin Yaozu, who had been concentrating on eating, suddenly slammed down his chopsticks and yelled in annoyance, "Can you please eat properly instead of making so much noise?"

Muchen looked at her younger brother, the so-called "only child of the Lin family," who had bullied her since childhood. His mouth was now greasy, and his face was piled high with shrimp shells and crab legs. In her bowl, there were only a few cold vegetables.

"You're going to sell me out, so what else can I eat?" Muchen sneered, and slowly pressed the glass turntable on the dining table with his right hand.

"What do you want to do?" The stepfather stood up alertly.

Muchen didn't answer. She slowly ran her fingers across the cool surface of the glass turntable, feeling the subtle vibrations from her fingertips.

This hotel is indeed of high quality. The large solid wood round table is so heavy that it does not move at all, but the glass turntable turns lightly in her hands, like the wheel of fortune.

The leftovers on the turntable swayed slightly as it spun, reflecting her shattered face.

"When I was ten years old," she said softly, but it silenced everyone, "Lin Yaozu deliberately broke the pen my father left me."

The glass turntable spun around, and the steamed sea bass stared at her.

"Everyone in the family said, 'My brother is still young and naive.'"

The turntable turned another circle, and the red shells of the braised prawns looked very much like the pen fragments scattered on the ground that day.

"When I was thirteen, Lin Yaozu locked me in a dark storage room all night." Her fingertips suddenly exerted force, and the turntable made a harsh grinding sound. "My mother just said, 'It's normal for boys to be naughty.'"

The fat from the braised pork created ripples at the bottom of the plate.

"Last month," Lin Mu suddenly smiled, and that smile made Lin Yaozu shrink back subconsciously. "Lin Yaozu peeked at my diary and spread it everywhere." Her eyes swept over her stepfather's hypocritical face, "Uncle Lin smiled and said, is this my brother caring about me?"

That diary contained Lin Mu's thoughts about her deceased father, and Lin Yaozu spread it around the classroom like a joke.

The turntable spun faster and faster, and the spoon in the soup bowl clinked.

"It's true that if you have a stepfather, you also have a stepmother, huh?" Lin Mu's voice suddenly rose. "When I was little, you told me to be sensible and to love my mother."

She dug her nails into the cracks of the turntable. "But isn't my dad's compensation money used to pay for our household expenses?!"

At this point, Muchen's eyes were fixed on his stepfather. "Uncle Lin, is your monthly salary enough to support this family, besides buying cigarettes for yourself?!"

This sentence exploded like a bomb on the dining table. Zhou Li's face turned pale in an instant: "Mu Mu! How could you..."

"This table is full of delicious food," Mu Chen stood up suddenly, holding the edge of the turntable with both hands, "Since his daughter can't eat a few bites."

Her knuckles turned white from the exertion, and pale blue veins appeared on her arms.

“Then don’t eat anything!!!”

With a roar, Lin Mu used all his strength to lift the turntable. The sixty-pound tempered glass drew a glaring arc in the air, and then...

"Bang!!!"

With a deafening shattering sound, the glass turntable exploded on the solid wood table.

Hot soup splashed, porcelain plates shattered, and the steamed sea bass slammed directly into Lin Yaozu's horrified face. Wang Lili's screams were drowned out by the symphony of falling dishes, and her grandmother's dentures flew directly onto her stepfather's sparse head.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment. Mu Chen stood amidst the swirling soup and shards of glass, watching the fish soup slowly slide down Zhou Li's face, the sudden wetness on Lin Yaozu's crotch, and the half-sliced ​​sea cucumber dangling from his stepfather's shirt.

"Lin Mu! Are you crazy?!" Zhou Zhigang roared with a trembling voice.

"Crazy?" Lin Mu bent down to pick up his schoolbag and gently brushed off a piece of chopped green onion from it. "We've only just started now."

She stepped on the messy ground, the broken glass making a mournful sound underfoot. As she passed Zhou Li, the woman who gave birth to her, she was trying in vain to wipe the oil stain off her cheongsam.

"You haven't seen how good it is if you don't go crazy, so why not try it!" Muchen whispered in Zhou Li's ear, "I will get it back one by one."

The loud noise in the box quickly attracted the service staff. After the double door of the box was opened, the guests dining next door also came over to see what was happening here.