She was buried alive at the start, but she's determined to smash her ex-husband's head in

The more Lin Zhengwen looked, the less it resembled her. He was certain that the person in front of him could not be Lin Qingwei. According to Lin Qingwei's personality, she would have already exploded by now and would not have repeated herself. She would have simply turned around and left without offering any explanation.

"How did this lady determine that she was Lin Qingwei?"

A woman with a lingering charm walked out from the crowd; this was none other than Madam Ye, the wife of Lin, who had rushed over upon hearing the news.

Upon hearing her voice, Madam Shen couldn't help but roll her eyes, then gave Lin Zhengwen a look of extreme disgust. Lin Zhengwen awkwardly turned his head away, pretending not to have seen anything.

How did these two people still end up together...?

Madam Lin smiled warmly: "This lady claims to be the eldest daughter of the Lin family, but what proof do you have?"

"How could such an absurd thing happen in the world? Shouldn't a mother be able to tell at a glance whether someone is her child or not?"

Madam Shen really couldn't be bothered to talk to the Lin family!

From beginning to end, Madam Lin didn't glance at Lin Qingwei once, because she didn't care whether this person was really Lin Qingwei or not. It was better if she wasn't! Even if she was, she had ways to make sure she wasn't.

Wouldn't it be better for someone who shouldn't come back to stay far away?

Madam Lin did not refute, maintaining a polite smile throughout. She looked at her husband gently and said, "Husband, I already sent a carriage to fetch Qingwei back to the manor today, but you know her temperament..."

If anything displeased her, she would fly into a rage, not only verbally abusing the coachman but also driving him away, declaring that she would not leave unless she was carried back in a sedan chair by eight men.

Lin Zhengwen naturally trusted his wife more and patted her hand reassuringly. Madam Shen was furious and pulled Lin Qingwei, who had been keeping her head down, over and pushed her in front of the two of them.

"You're blind, aren't you? Open your eyes and look! This is your daughter! Does your Lin family think you're so important that everyone's risking their lives to get in?"

The words may be crude, but the principle is sound. Although the Lin family is indeed one of the most prominent families in the capital, it is far inferior to the princes and nobles. Wouldn't it be easier to make people believe that the Lin family is just pretending to be the illegitimate daughter of a playboy prince?

Why go to the trouble of impersonating an unfavored and disgraced eldest daughter of the Lin family?

Lin Qingwei was gently pushed by Madam Shen and met Madam Shen's gaze, but she was not flustered at all. Instead, she curled the corners of her mouth and revealed a faint smile.

The moment Madam Lin saw Lin Qingwei's face clearly, her breath caught in her throat. She turned pale with fright and immediately pushed him away.

"mother?"

"Don't call me mother! I'm not your mother!"

Is it really her? It really is her? That's definitely her face! It's getting more and more like her! Why is it getting more and more like her!

No, we absolutely cannot leave her in the capital, we absolutely cannot!

Realizing she had lost her composure, Ye paused, clenching her fists to force herself to calm down.

Anyway, no one here can prove her identity. As long as I insist that she is not Lin Qingwei, and then drive her out of the capital, that's fine! Lin Zhengwen listens to me and won't have any objections.

Madam Shen caught Lin Qingwei in time, her face extremely grim: "I never expected that Madam Lin, who is always praised, would be such a rude woman!"

The surrounding people were all puzzled. So, is it true or not? If not, why did Madam Lin react so strongly? If it is true, why is Madam Lin so averse to seeing this girl?

In fact, Lin Qingwei herself did not expect Madam Lin to have such a strong reaction.

Does she look a lot like the original Lin Qingwei?

"Since Madam Shen claims she is my daughter, what evidence do you have? Can you make a judgment based solely on her word? How could I, as her mother, not recognize my own daughter?"

Madam Lin glanced coldly at Lin Qingwei, her eyes filled with undisguised disgust: "This person is definitely not the eldest daughter of the Lin family! My eldest daughter was mischievous when she was young and once fell off a rockery, so she has a scar on her arm. If you say you are Qingwei, do you dare to show us the scar on your right arm?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Zhengwen looked at her with some doubt, but Ye pretended not to see anything and avoided Lin Zhengwen's gaze.

Lin Qingwei said frankly, "There are no scars on my arms."

"See! You're not my daughter! You're not!" As if proving something to someone, Madam Ye repeated it twice, her voice filled with cold ruthlessness.

Xia An in the teahouse was almost in tears! She'd given away a golden opportunity for nothing! And it'd been wasted! Why wasn't the Grand Secretary reacting at all?

Pei Zhaoan rested his chin on one hand, his gaze fixed on Lin Qingwei in the crowd, like a wolf locking onto its prey, ready to pounce at any moment.

Lin Qingwei sensed the gaze and turned around to see Pei Zhaoan in the teahouse. She immediately got goosebumps and quickly looked away, moving into the crowd.

Immediately, Ye spread her hands innocently and looked at everyone. This wasn't her statement; it was Lin Qingwei herself who said she didn't have any scars to prove her identity.

You can't blame her for that...

A soft laugh, tinged with sarcasm and mockery, escaped Lin Qingwei's lips. She remained silent, finding it utterly absurd, and said with a bitter undertone, "Fine, fine, fine..."

After saying that, he turned and walked out of the city without looking back. Madam Shen chased after him and asked him worriedly.

Ye looked at Lin Qingwei's back without any emotion, then quickly looked away, apologized to everyone with an apologetic expression, and then grabbed Lin Zhengwen's arm and pulled him towards the carriage.

The two walked forward in opposite directions without stopping, as if they would never cross paths again.

"Qingwei has always preferred quiet since childhood, and he never fell off the artificial hill when he was young. Why are you lying?" Lin Zhengwen was very puzzled.

Ye's smiling face fell, and she let go of her hand: "Are you blaming me? The problem is solved, why bother about the solution?"

Seeing his wife's displeasure, Lin Zhengwen panicked and quickly explained, "I'm not blaming you, but can you confirm that she really isn't Qingwei?"

“It really isn’t. How could a mother not recognize her own daughter?” Ye’s smile didn’t reach her eyes.

"That's good, just make sure there are no mistakes..."

Lin Zhengwen thought of Lin Qingwei, who had been neglected for many years, and suddenly felt a pang of self-reproach and heartache. If it weren't for the fact that he hadn't visited his daughter at the manor all these years, he wouldn't have failed to recognize his own child on the street.

Chunqi, supporting Lin Qingwei's arm, walked towards the city gate. In truth, she was already nearly frantic with worry. What kind of mess was this? They failed? That's it?

"Don't worry, the real show is just beginning."

Before the crowd had dispersed, a man driving a bullock cart stormed in from outside the city gate, looking around as if searching for someone.