Chapter 6: Painting a tiger cannot turn against a dog

Lin Anbang was so angry with Yu Ning that he started cursing and wanted to kick her out.

Yu Ning looked at him for a few seconds, shook his head and sighed.

"Let's find a way to wake President Lin up quickly."

"Do you think that my son can be your backer once he wakes up?" Lin Anbang sneered.

Yu Ning spoke heart-wrenching words in a calm tone and with a calm look.

"If he doesn't wake up, the Lin family will be destroyed by you. With your ability, you can't support such a big business."

She had seen the Lin family develop for several generations, especially in recent years, and guessed that it was all thanks to President Lin. The person in front of her was obviously unworthy of the position.

Lin Anbang's face turned red.

"If my husband didn't have real talent, how could he have been so successful in the business world for so many years?" Mrs. Lin stood up to protect her husband.

"His marriage palace is very good, so he must have a virtuous wife to help him. Don't get me wrong, it's not you, it's his original wife who is very good."

Lin Anbang was furious. This girl implied that he was a gigolo!
The housekeeper, Aunt Wu, was so excited that she couldn't help but interrupt.

"Madam, you can even see that our wife is a good fortune for her husband?"

"Not only does she bring prosperity to her husband, she also brings good fortune to her sons. Just look at the children's palace on her lower eyelid and you'll know that all the children his wife gave birth to are excellent. It's a pity that such a beautiful flower was stuck on a cow—that thing."

Auntie Wu wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. She had worked in the Lin family for more than 20 years and watched five young masters grow up. No one knew the goodness of the lady better than her.

Just based on Yu Ning's words, Wu Ma was certain that this was her young master!

"Bodyguard! Get her out!" Lin Anbang was humiliated and continued to be furious.

Several bodyguards rushed in and surrounded Yu Ning, and a loud noise came from the door.

"What is this doing?"

An elderly man with snow-white hair walked in.

"Grandma, why did you come alone?" Lin Anbang was panicked when he saw the old lady coming early.

"I heard you yelling at the door." Grandma Lin looked to be in her early sixties, but in fact she was nearly a hundred years old.

With nimble legs and bright eyes, his sharp gaze skipped over the bodyguards and fell on Yu Ning.

"I hired the girl! How dare you attack her?" As soon as Grandma Lin opened her mouth, the bodyguards filed out.

Lin Anbang was restless because the old lady humiliated him as soon as she arrived.

"Girl, sit down." Grandma Lin ignored Lin Anbang and pulled Yu Ning's hand to sit on the sofa.

"Grandma, she just hit me, and she also..." Jia Qingqing tried to act coquettishly.

"Did I talk to you?" Grandma Lin didn't even look at her, her eyes were always on Yu Ning.

Jia Qianqian gritted her teeth, her eyes filled with jealousy.

This old witch! If she didn't hate me, Brother Lin would have married her!
Mrs. Lin tried to smooth things over.

"Grandma, why did you come early?"

"If I hadn't come earlier, how could I have seen you bullying the girl?"

Mrs. Lin smiled awkwardly.

“We didn’t bully her.”

"Girl, are you used to it? Has anyone bullied you?" Grandma Lin glanced at Lin Anbang with a warning tone.

"No one can bully me." Yu Ning replied politely.

Seeing that she was introverted and knew when to move forward and backward, Grandma Lin's satisfaction became more and more obvious. She was worthy of being Brother Wu's favorite disciple. This child was really well educated.

After a few pleasantries, Grandma Lin got to the point:
"Brother Wu, I mean, did your master ask you to tell me something?"

"Do you know my master?"

"When we were young, we were neighbors, but later we separated during the war. We haven't seen each other for nearly 70 years. He called me half a year ago and we were able to get in touch again."

"Master ascended to heaven two months ago." Upon hearing that it was Master's old friend, Yu Ning stood up, clasped her hands together, and performed the first and only greeting since she entered the Lin family.

"Master left a message before he left: fate comes and goes, and everything has its own destiny."

Grandma Lin was briefly surprised, her eyes turned red and she muttered something.

"It's a destiny. What a destiny."

"Madam, the eldest young lady's family has arrived and is just outside." Auntie Wu reported.

"No." Grandma Lin was immersed in the sadness of the passing of her old friend and didn't want to see these strangers.

"Since my in-laws are here, why not meet them?" Mrs. Lin stood up and smiled at Aunt Wu.

"Bring the people in quickly."

Jia Qingqing on the side showed a gloating expression.

The informer is here!
The country bumpkin master has an immoral lifestyle, and she is not much better!

What grandma can't stand most is people with problematic lifestyles. Let's see how that bumpkin ends up!

Wu Yan was sitting in a wheelchair, and Yu Zihan pushed the wheelchair in with one arm hanging.

Yu Ning was secretly surprised when she saw the faces of the mother and daughter.

Why are these two girls' faces getting worse and worse?
Meeting them before was already bad luck.

The black air around their foreheads was even more terrifying than what they saw yesterday. It felt like they were about to offend some big shot.
Yu Ning looked at the faces of everyone in the room. Except for Mrs. Lin, whose face she couldn't tell, there was nothing unusual about the others.

In other words, the mother and daughter did not offend anyone in this house, so what other important people are there nearby?
Yu Ning silently moved to the corner of the sofa. She didn't want to be involved with this unlucky mother and daughter.

Her action made Jia Qingqing look frightened.

Jia Qingqing's mouth curled up happily, waiting to see the bumpkin make a fool of himself!

When Yu Zihan saw a room full of important people, her face turned red with excitement.

She tried her best to show her best side, and when she came to Grandma Lin, she imitated the way a dancer took her bow and bowed gracefully.

"I'm Yu Zihan, my sister is causing you trouble."

Yu Zihan grew up in the countryside, and in order to make herself look more like a daughter of a wealthy family, she put a lot of effort into etiquette.

Little did she know that in the eyes of Grandma Lin, her action was undoubtedly an ugly imitation.

"As good Chinese people, why don't you learn the etiquette of your own nation instead of learning these foreign things?" Grandma Lin looked at Yu Ning who had already hidden at the edge.

Lemon is still the best.

When they first met, Ning'er didn't know that she was an old acquaintance of her master, and she only maintained basic courtesy. Even though she knew that Ning'er was of great status, she remained calm and did not try to curry favor with her.

Knowing that she was an old friend of his master, he immediately bowed respectfully in the Taoist way, which was very polite.

Her every move and gesture reflects the charm of her young master.

Looking at this so-called real daughter in front of her, Grandma Lin's face was full of disgust. What a crap!
Seeing that her daughter was about to cry because of what Grandma Lin said, Wu Yan quickly told her the purpose of her visit.

"Madam, Yu Ning has caused you a lot of trouble, right? This child is not my biological child. He is stubborn and stubborn, and he has learned a lot of bad habits from that dishonest Taoist priest."

"An indecent Taoist priest?" The corners of Grandma Lin's mouth twitched slightly, but a cold light flashed in her eyes.

On the windowsill, the black cat, who had watched such a good show, gave a faint smile that was not typical of an animal.

This mother and daughter, who were so reckless, made grandma unhappy as soon as they entered the door.

Black Cat waited to see Grandma lose her temper, but before the old lady could move, a figure leaped up.

It was Yu Ning.

"Take back what you just said." Yu Ning's face was full of murderous intent, and he grabbed Wu Yan's collar with one hand.

She would never allow anyone to speak ill of her master.

Yes! Any!
(End of this chapter)