Quick Wear: Cousin, Come to the Bowl Quickly

Lin Xi felt pain and subconsciously wanted to turn around to argue, "Who asked him to give in..." As a result, she moved so much that she forgot that her hair was still in Mrs. Lin's hand. Her scalp suddenly tightened and she gasped in pain. She could only sit up straight with a grimace, but continued to complain indignantly.

"This is my home! I can smash it up however I want! Uncle Quan and the maids all knew to stay away, but he insisted on coming close and showing off. He deserved it if he got hit..."

"Snapped!"

Before she could finish her words, Mrs. Lin had already patted her mouth gently. The force was not strong, but it was majestic.

In the mirror, Mrs. Lin's expression became very serious, and her eyes carried a warning, "Don't you dare say that again!"

Lin Xi was stunned by her photo, her expression turned into a smile, and she opened her mouth but forgot the words.

"How many times have I told you this?" Mrs. Lin's voice became more serious. She continued to comb the tangled hair ends while speaking to Lin Xi word by word.

"Shen Jingyuan was adopted by your father himself. His public identity is your father's distant nephew. This is a fact known to the entire Shanghai! Even if we put this relationship aside."

At this point, she paused, her tone becoming more serious. "He's now the Chief of Staff of the entire Shanghai Military Zone! He earned his position through his own abilities! He's the person your father values most, so what right do you have to disrespect him? Calling him 'him,' 'disgraceful,' and 'asking for it' all the time? Where have you learned the Lin family's family teachings?"

Lin Xi was a little depressed by her mother's rare harsh scolding. She pouted in front of the mirror and muttered softly, trying to save face. "What adjutant, staff officer... they are just... just soldiers under Dad..."

Her voice gradually dropped, the last syllable almost stuck in her throat. She clearly felt her statement lacked conviction, and with a childish, specious argument, she finally trailed off completely, leaving only a grumble of dissatisfaction, "If only my brother were still here..."

Her last sentence was spoken in a very low voice, but it still fell clearly into the ears of Mrs. Lin behind her.

Mrs. Lin was combing Lin Xi's long hair when her hand suddenly stopped. The teeth of the comb were stuck in a tangled strand of hair, unable to move up or down.

The serious expression on her face, which originally contained a reprimand, froze in an instant, and then a deep, almost overwhelming sadness quickly filled her eyes.

It was a pain that had accumulated over the years. Her eyes dimmed and she turned her head to the side almost abruptly, avoiding Lin Xi's gaze in the dressing mirror.

Lin Xi saw her mother's series of reactions clearly in the mirror.

Lin Xi regretted it the moment she blurted out those thoughtless words. At this moment, seeing her mother's expression suddenly darken and her deliberate avoidance, her heart sank and her face turned pale.

She hurriedly raised her hand, and with a bit of helplessness, her cold fingers pressed down the back of Mrs. Lin's hand, which was still stuck in her hair.

"mom……"

Her throat tightened and her lips moved, wanting to apologize, to take back what she had said, or to say something else to dispel the heavy atmosphere.

But looking at the stiff silhouette of his mother that was deliberately turned sideways, all the words were stuck in his throat and he closed his mouth awkwardly.

The room fell into a suffocating silence, with only the occasional sound of wind and rain hitting branches outside the window.