The banquet tonight in Jiangzhou was attended by almost all the dignitaries; Lin Sili’s adult ceremony as the Lin Family’s youngest daughter, certainly couldn’t be lacking.
Looking at the brilliantly lit, luxurious and elegant banquet hall, Lin Sili couldn’t help but sneer.
If it weren’t for the tens of millions in dowry from her mother’s family, how could Lin’s have weathered the crisis? It would have gone bankrupt long ago. This was also part of the contract that Old Master Lin had signed with the Song Family, stipulating that everything of the Lin Family would be inherited by Song Qiulan’s children. Of course, Old Master Lin had agreed without hesitation.
But what happened later? Lin Peng, heartless and fickle, got involved with his secretary, even had an illegitimate child. It wasn’t that the mother died of illness, but that she was killed by those two, and now they were trying to harm her, Sili. All of this should have been hers.
Clenching her fists tightly, Lin Sili took a deep breath and thought, one day, she would reclaim everything that belonged to her.
Just then, Lin Qianqian, dressed in a gorgeous evening gown, descended the stairs with Pan Yu and Lin Peng by her side, followed by a languid Lin Tao. What a warm and blissful family of four, basking in the envious and congratulatory gazes of everyone present.
Her fingernails dug fiercely into her palms; Lin Sili bit her teeth secretly and put on a perfect smile, pushing through the crowd to approach.
"Sister, happy 18th birthday."
The girl, dressed in an aqua tube top gown, was gentle and elegant, tender and moving, like water, soaking into one’s heart and lungs.
Recognizing the arrival, Lin Qianqian’s eyes widened, seemingly incredulous. How could she appear here?
Pan Yu stealthily pinched her, signaling her to not lose composure. Follow current novels on novel⟡fire.net
Lin Qianqian suddenly reacted, scoffed and said, "Sister? If I remember correctly, you’ve been kicked out of the house by father. I, Lin Qianqian, do not have a sister so shameless as you."
The vehemence in her words suggested she was oh-so-pure.
Lin Sili looked toward Lin Peng, who was pressing his lips in a cold expression, and with a "thump" knelt down, startling everyone.
"Dad, I really know I was wrong. I beg you to give me another chance to come back home. I miss you, miss mom, miss my brother, and miss my sister. I’ve dreamed of coming back. Please, give me one more chance."
The girl’s appearance, frail and dependent, so pitiful. Indeed, a young girl who had been tarnished was already unlucky enough, and Lin Peng had added insult to injury by kicking her out of the home, essentially driving her to a dead end, hadn’t he?
"Mom, please persuade dad. He always listens to you most. Please intercede for me; I really want to go back home..."
Pan Yu’s face stiffened; what did she mean by ’he always listens to you’? If I don’t persuade him, wouldn’t that make me look like I don’t want you to come back?
Pan Yu gritted her teeth secretly, realizing this girl had become much more articulate than before.
With so many people watching, she had to say a few words of persuasion and therefore turned to Lin Peng, "Look, Sili has realized her mistakes. Why not let her come back home?"
Having finally managed to get rid of her, to have her back would be nauseating. But in front of so many guests, she couldn’t speak harshly. This girl was doing this on purpose, creating a scene in front of all these guests, playing the victim to gain sympathy.
Lin Peng, always concerned with appearances, otherwise he wouldn’t have kicked Lin Sili out of the house feeling humiliated in the first place—aided, of course, by Pan Yu’s whispers and Lin Qianqian’s manipulations. Now, with so many guests around, if he ignored her, it would seem unkind.
"Really know you were wrong?"
Lin Sili knelt in front of him, voice choked with sobs. Those listening felt their hearts soften. Lin Sili was naturally beautiful, and when she cried, she was even more pitiful, making even some of the women present struggle to hold back their tears.
Miss Lin was indeed a pitiful young lady. Her mother died early, and amidst the events of the Lin Family, which socialite or lady of high society here was not well aware? Clearly, she was a victim of the stepmother’s schemes. Having a stepmother meant having a stepfather, poor girl, all alone without support.
"I really know I was wrong, dad. Please, give me one more chance." Although she didn’t understand what exactly she had done wrong.
"Alright, get up then. I hope you remember the words you spoke today." Lin Peng wasn’t so heartless toward his own daughter after all.
"No way," Lin Qianqian was the first to object, "Dad, you’re the decision-maker of a big company. The words you speak can’t just be taken back. This woman was the one you personally ordered to be thrown out of the house, never to step foot in it again. How can you just let her come back? A gentleman’s word is his bond."