Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

Soon, the maid came quickly carrying a brown tray with gold trim.

A tray was set with bowls, chopsticks, and several side dishes. Her steps were light but not hurried, as if she was afraid of spilling the food on the plate.

She walked straight to the coffee table in the lobby on the first floor and gently placed three dishes and a soup in front of Chen Nianlin.

Each dish exuded a subtle aroma, instantly dispelling the somewhat stagnant air in the living room.

A plate of evenly sliced ​​braised beef, a plate of stir-fried mutton with scallions, a plate of stir-fried lettuce with garlic, and a bowl of black chicken soup with ginseng and wolfberry.

These dishes were actually part of the Lin family's servants' work meals, but the food was quite good.

After setting out the bowls and chopsticks, the maid handed a pair of bamboo chopsticks to Chen Nianlin and said softly, "Eat while it's hot."

"Thank you!"

Chen Nianlin took the chopsticks with both hands, but did not start eating immediately. Instead, she looked up timidly at Lin Lang standing to the side.

Her eyelashes were still wet with tears, and her eyes were still red. Her cautious and uneasy appearance made Lin Lang's heart clench, and he felt an indescribable sadness.

Lin Lang avoided Chen Nianlin's overly timid gaze and said gently, "Eat quickly, there's more in the kitchen if you're not full."

"Mmm," Chen Nianlin responded, picking up a small piece of braised beef with her chopsticks and putting it in her mouth.

The rich aroma of beef spread across her tongue, with just the right amount of saltiness and savory flavor. After chewing a few times, the long-lost warmth and taste brought tears to her eyes, which were already brimming with emotion.

Tears nearly rolled down her cheeks again, but she quickly blinked and forced them back.

At first, Chen Nianlin deliberately maintained her composure, shoveling rice into small bites and picking up food gently and slowly, as if afraid of disturbing someone, or as if afraid that her disheveled state would be seen too clearly.

But the hunger in my stomach was already churning like a raging storm.

From morning till now, she hasn't eaten a single grain of rice. The restraint she had been deliberately maintaining quickly crumbled in the face of the aroma of food and the emptiness in her stomach.

Gradually, she started eating faster, shoveling rice into her mouth more quickly and picking up food more frequently.

What started as small sips turned into wolfing down the food.

Her cheeks were slightly bulging from the food, but her eyes remained red. It was hard to tell whether it was the grievance of her hunger being relieved or the long-lost warmth that made her unable to control her emotions.

Lin Lang stood aside, looking at Chen Nianlin's pitiful appearance, feeling as if something was blocking his heart, making him feel suffocated and heavy, and he really couldn't bear to watch.

This sixteen-year-old girl, who should have been pampered and spoiled, was forced to fill her hunger in such a wretched state in a stranger's home.

That barely concealed embarrassment and forbearance, like a fine thorn, repeatedly pricked Lin Lang's nerves.

The scene brought back painful memories for him. Years ago, his parents died in a car accident, and he lived as a dependent in his uncle's house, where he was just as humble and cautious.

But instead of receiving kindness from her uncle's family, she was not treated well.

At least Lin Lang was already eighteen years old and had been admitted to university. He could work part-time to earn his living expenses and try his best to complete his studies.

But Chen Nianlin was only sixteen years old and still a girl.

Whether you leave her with her stepfather, uncle, or in the community, it's hard not to worry.

Lin Lang's Adam's apple bobbed, but he ultimately said nothing more. He simply sighed softly, turned around, and walked towards the stairs.

He walked very quietly, not wanting to disturb Chen Nianlin who was having a meal.

Lin Lang also wanted to use leaving as an opportunity to calm down the complex and indescribable emotions in his heart.

At this moment, Lang Ge was thinking, if I really heartlessly disown this half-sister, would my father's spirit in heaven blame me if he saw his daughter, whom he had failed to raise, now reduced to such a pitiful state?

Chen Nianlin is innocent in the love and hate entanglements of the previous generation.

But if I were to accept my father’s illegitimate daughter as my sister, how would my mother feel?

On one side is her mother, who loves her selflessly.

On one hand, Lin Lang had to choose between saving either his mother or his father, and he felt deeply guilty towards his father.

Lin Lang's stance leaned more towards his father, because the thought of abandoning his father's life to choose to travel through time and save his mother made him feel guilty towards his father.

Although he cheated on his mother and even had an illegitimate daughter with his lover, his father's love for Lin Lang from childhood to adulthood was genuine and unwavering.

Many men are like this; they aren't necessarily truly good to their wives.

But he treats his own son with utmost care and devotion, willing to work himself to death to help him get married and buy a house.

Recalling the kindness his father had shown him from childhood to adulthood, Lin Lang felt increasingly distressed.

Perhaps the inability to save his father was a lifelong regret for Lin Lang.

Lin Lang is a man of great vision. Now that his deceased father's illegitimate daughter has come to his door homeless, how can he be so heartless as to refuse to acknowledge her?

What about the overall picture?

The pattern is open!

Before his mother was resurrected, Lin Lang had full authority to make decisions regarding the Lin family.

Now that Shen Cuiping is the matriarch of the Lin family, and given the emotional entanglements of the older generation, it seems that only Shen Cuiping can decide whether Chen Nianlin stays or leaves today.

So even though Lin Lang's emotions were churning, he remained solemn and did not express his opinion.

Lin Lang had just taken heavy steps and walked into the corridor at the corner of the villa's dining room on the first floor when he saw Chu Yiren supporting her mother Shen Cuiping as she walked out.

Shen Cuiping's face was very pale, and her steps were unsteady.

Seeing that Lin Lang also looked serious, she frowned slightly and asked, "Son, did your father really have a child with that other woman?"

Lin Lang replied truthfully, "Yes, the girl's name is Chen Nianlin, and she is sixteen years old now."

Shen Cuiping pressed urgently, "Are you 100% sure that this girl is your father's illegitimate daughter?"

Lin Lang nodded and replied with a single word: "Yes."

Shen Cuiping felt a buzzing in her head, as if she had been hit on the head with a club, and her vision went black.

If Chu Yiren hadn't been supporting her, Shen Cuiping's legs would have given way and she would have been unable to stand.

"Sixteen years old?" Shen Cuiping murmured to herself.

"That means that at least seventeen years ago, your father was having an affair with that wild woman, and I was kept in the dark for so many years."

Shen Cuiping felt as if she had been stabbed in the heart, the pain making it almost impossible for her to breathe.

Chu Yiren quickly steadied her arm and said softly, "Mom, don't panic, calm down."

Shen Cuiping closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths before she could barely steady herself.

She looked up at Lin Lang's furrowed brows, her voice trembling slightly: "What's that wild woman's name?"

Lin Lang replied, "Liu Xiaomei has now passed away from cancer."

Upon hearing Liu Xiaomei's name, Shen Cuiping tried hard to recall, and vaguely remembered the name.

As she thought about it, Shen Cuiping suddenly realized, "There was a woman named Liu Xiaomei who once sent a banner to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital for your father. I never expected that the two of them would end up together."

Lin Lang comforted her, "Mom, it's pointless for you to dwell on these things now, after all, Dad is gone."

Shen Cuiping took several deep breaths, as if trying her best to digest this astonishing fact.

Her fingers gripped the hem of her clothes tightly, her knuckles turning white.

After a long while, she slowly spoke, her tone complicated: "Then...where is that bastard now?"

"She's in the living room. I just told the maid to get her some food," Lin Lang said in a low voice.

Shen Cuiping looked surprised and said, "What? You still feed that bastard?"

Lin Lang, looking troubled, told his mother in detail how Liu Hongmei's husband, Chen Bin, had deliberately caused a car accident to retaliate against his parents after discovering that Lin's father had cheated on him and that his daughter was not his biological child.

When Shen Cuiping learned the whole story and discovered that the innocent Chen Nianlin had become an orphan just like Lin Lang had back then, she fell silent.

The amount of information was too much for her to process all at once.

With Chu Yiren supporting her arm, Shen Cuiping walked out of the corner of the restaurant corridor and looked at the girl sitting by the coffee table in the distance.

The girl, dressed in a blue and white striped high school uniform, was thin and sat on the sofa with her head down, eating her meal in large mouthfuls.

Her wolfing down her food revealed an undisguised hunger and embarrassment; her eyes were red, as if she had just cried, or as if she might cry again at any moment.

Shen Cuiping turned to Lin Lang, her anger still simmering, and asked, "Son, what do you mean? Do you want to acknowledge this half-sister?"

Lin Lang showed no emotion and replied, "Mom, this is your generation's emotional entanglement. I will listen to you."

Lin Lang wasn't stupid; not wanting to offend either side, he directly handed the problem over to Shen Cuiping.

“Daughter-in-law, you’ve seen it all and experienced many big events. Tell me, what do you want to do about this? I’ll listen to you.”

Chu Yiren wasn't stupid, and quickly said, "Mom, although I am the legal wife and daughter-in-law of the Lin family, you are the matriarch of the Lin family, and your daughter-in-law will listen to you."

After hearing this, Shen Cuiping took a deep breath and then, forcing herself to remain calm, said:

"Then I'll go see this bastard of your father and see if this little girl is as wicked as her mother."

Lin Lang turned around and led the way, while Chu Yiren helped her mother-in-law Shen Cuiping. The three of them walked towards the sofa in the living room.

The distance wasn't particularly far, but Shen Cuiping felt that this stretch of road was exceptionally long.

She didn't know how to face her deceased father's illegitimate daughter.

That was evidence of her husband's betrayal, a thorn stuck in her heart.

But at the same time, it was also an innocent child, a child who also had the blood of the Lin family flowing through his veins.

Seeing Chen Nianlin's weak, helpless, and pitiful appearance, and how she was eating in a messy, heart-wrenching manner as if she were starving, Shen Cuiping's heart softened again.

The questions, anger, and grievances she had prepared, she found herself unable to utter when she saw Chen Nianlin's pitiful appearance.

Chen Nianlin, who was engrossed in eating, looked up when she heard footsteps approaching. She quickly put down her chopsticks, pulled out a tissue from the tissue box, and wiped her mouth.

Chu Yiren said gently, "If you're not full, keep eating."

"I'm full." Chen Nianlin stood up in a fluster, looking at Shen Cuiping with an awkward expression, not knowing who she was.

Lin Lang introduced, "Nianlin, the lady next to me is my father's legal wife, Shen Cuiping."

Chen Nianlin seemed to have heard something unbelievable, and said weakly, unable to hide her astonishment, "I heard from my mother that my biological father and his wife both died in that car accident, didn't they?"

Lin Lang lied and said, "Actually, it was a fake death. My mother is still alive."

Upon hearing this, Chen Nianlin knelt down in front of Shen Cuiping with a thud, crying and saying, "Your Majesty, I kowtow to you on behalf of my mother to apologize!"

"It's all my mother's fault. She ruined the relationship between you and my biological father. I apologize to you on behalf of my mother, Liu Xiaomei!"

"Interfering in someone else's marriage is a very shameful act."

"I don't expect you to forgive my mother, but I hope I can do something to atone for the mistakes she made!"

"Your Majesty, I beg you to remember that I have the blood of the Lin family flowing through my veins. Please forgive my foolishness and allow me to return to my ancestral home!"

Shen Cuiping was stunned upon hearing this, her eyes filled with emotion and shock.

She never expected that a sixteen-year-old girl could say such things, and was immediately pushed to the moral high ground.

This situation is like being checkmated by your opponent while playing chess.

Before Shen Cuiping could say a word, she was suddenly put on the defensive, feeling caught off guard.

(Note: Lin Lang traveled to another dimension and rescued his mother, Shen Cuiping. In this dimension, Shen Cuiping had already died in a car accident with her husband years ago.)

"Therefore, the people and events in this plane will not have a time travel effect because Shen Cuiping survived the car accident and thus affect Lin Lang's life trajectory."