Huo Qinglin's heart sank—since when did Lin Banxia start using her brain?
Just a few days ago, she was buzzing around him like an annoying fly that refused to leave.
Now, she not only disagreed about handing over the property deed but was also carefully reconsidering their marriage.
Could this woman have sensed something? Or maybe this was just a temporary plan—if he worked harder to please her, she would eventually hand over the deed?
"Banxia, what are you saying? Qinglin is not that kind of person, is he? Qinglin comes from a noble family, has been well-bred since childhood—he absolutely wouldn't do anything reckless like what you're saying. You just need to relax and marry him. I promise, Qinglin will be an excellent husband," Lin Kunhuai stammered, nearly dying of fright from his daughter's bold words that almost offended Huo Qinglin.
Lin Banxia sneered coldly inside—her father's eyes must have serious problems to make such guarantees about something like this.
Weren't this pair of despicable adulterers already making their feelings obvious?
Even she, as an insider, had seen through them—and yet her father, an outsider, remained utterly clueless. Clearly, he was blinded by profit.
"Uncle, don't get upset. I trust Banxia would never go back on her word. It's just that I haven't made her feel my love yet. Banxia being cautious about our marriage is a good thing—it shows she's not a frivolous girl," Huo Qinglin stepped in at just the right moment to smooth things over, then gazed at Lin Banxia with an expression of indulgence.
Lin Banxia felt so disgusted she wanted to vomit. Oh, really!
"Dad, look at how much Qinglin cares for me! No matter what I say, he'll indulge me," Lin Banxia deliberately laughed sweetly.
Beside her, Lu Huan Ning's expression turned as sour as if she had eaten feces.
"Banxia, tomorrow is my grandma's birthday. Didn't you say you've prepared a gift? Don't forget to bring it—I'll take you to the banquet. My grandma really likes you," Huo Qinglin, knowing he needed to placate this woman for now before broaching the subject of the property deed, spoke smoothly.
Lin Banxia, fully aware that tomorrow was indeed the Huo Family matriarch's birthday, had prepared a gift—a qipao that wasn't cheap. It had cost her sixty thousand yuan, completely emptying her wallet.
But unfortunately, despite all the compliments and praise the matriarch had showered on her gift, claiming she loved it to pieces, she never wore it even once—if Lin Banxia's memory was correct. It likely ended up relegated to some dark corner, and she speculated the old woman might even have handed it off to a servant, deeming it too low-class.
Thinking about the shallow and materialistic attitudes of these wealthy families, Lin Banxia would rather die than marry into them.
Ha, that insufferable matriarch—she'd make sure there was an even bigger surprise for her tomorrow.
Let them perform whatever absurd drama they had planned.
Didn't appreciate her qipao gift? Tomorrow, she'd give her a piece of junk worth a few bucks and see if the old hag could keep spouting admiration and satisfaction.
"Sure, Qinglin, I'll definitely go tomorrow. Your grandma's birthday is such a joyous event," Lin Banxia immediately replied with a bright smile that radiated eagerness.
Standing to the side, Lu Huan Ning watched, her eyes brimming with hatred that nearly seeped out.
Lin Banxia pretended to be blind to it, maintaining her blooming smile as she acted out the part of a brainless, lovestruck fool to perfection.
Meanwhile, a shadow darkened Huo Qinglin's face—he couldn't suppress his rage at Lin Banxia's sudden change of heart.
If it weren't for the property deed still being in her hands, he wouldn't even spare her a glance.