Gently bite the jasmine

Lin Xi met his eyes, which were filled with a gentle light, like the shimmering lake water under the moonlight.

If no one cares, she'll just cry and move on.

But some people care, and tears seem worthless to them.

Chen Baiwei and Duan Mingxuan both thought she could swallow all her grievances, but in reality, it was just her helplessness as a dependent.

"If you raise a puppy for many years, you'll have a lot of feelings for it, right?" Lin Xi asked Duan Yiheng, her voice trembling slightly as she looked up at him.

Duan Yiheng felt sorry for her because of the sadness and grievance on her face.

He wiped away her tears and said, "If you don't expect anything, you won't be sad. You've been by Chen Baiwei's side for so many years, haven't you learned that yet?"

“I thought growing up by her side would be different. She protected me when I was little.” Lin Xi’s voice trailed off.

"What did she say to you that made you so sad?"

She'll suffocate if she doesn't talk to someone about it.

Lin Xi sniffed and said, "She said she wanted to make Zhang Mo and Duan Mingxuan's relationship a reality."

Duan Yiheng sighed: "You still can't let him go?"

“It’s not that I can’t let him go.” Lin Xi’s tears fell in a downpour. “I just don’t understand why she can accept Zhang Mo but not me. I’ve lived in this family for at least seventeen years, and in the end, I’m nothing.”

“I can accept Duan Mingxuan getting married and having children, and I can give up any of my grandfather’s inheritance. Even so, she is always wary of me.”

Duan Yiheng's brow furrowed. An inheritance?

Did she tell you not to fight for the inheritance?

Lin Xi, fearing misunderstanding, hurriedly explained, "I never intended to."

Duan Yiheng sneered inwardly, understanding Chen Baiwei's plan.

Only Lin Xi was a fool, manipulated by her one trick after another.

Does she really think the Duan family is her backyard where she can use her tricks?

"Stop crying," Duan Yiheng said. "If you keep crying, you won't be able to go to work tomorrow."

Lin Xi quickly wiped away her tears, looked up at him and said, "Yes, I can."

Duan Yiheng was utterly exasperated. He ruffled her hair and said, "I told you last time, and you forgot right away. I'll say it again: you don't owe anyone in your family anything."

Lin Xi nodded.

It's easier said than done.

"Did you believe me when I said I'd back you up?"

Lin Xi stared at him blankly: "Why? You seem to be treating me very well all of a sudden, ever since I came back."

Duan Yiheng looked at her with a deep and distant gaze: "You'll know in the future."

"..." Lin Xi didn't understand.

"Okay, I have something to do. Go back to sleep and don't overthink it. Call me if you need anything."

After some comforting words, Lin Xi put the matter behind her and said goodbye to Duan Yiheng.

Only after her figure disappeared behind the artificial hill in the pond did Duan Yiheng avert his gaze and dial the driver's number: "Drive the car to the North Gate for me."

The driver responded and sped off as fast as he could.

Duan Yiheng stubbed out half a cigarette and said, "Go find Chen Baiwei's driver and ask her about her recent activities."

"Yes."

"I need to find out before I get to Jinglin and call me back."

The driver was taken aback. Hadn't they just come back from there? Why were they going there again?

However, he didn't dare to ask and simply went to do it.

When we arrived at Jinglin, the old man was still awake.

Upon seeing Duan Yiheng, she was momentarily surprised: "Why are you here?"

Duan Yiheng had just received a call from the driver when he gestured for the caregiver to leave. After a moment of silence, he said, "Chen Baiwei plans to have Duan Mingxuan have a child to fight for the inheritance."

The old man was taken aback, then became serious: "Where did you get this information?"

"Please don't get agitated, I'll tell you slowly." Duan Yiheng helped the old man sit up against the headboard and told him everything the driver had said, word for word.

"I also guessed from Lin Xi's few words, and had the driver check it. She did a background check."

The old man sneered, "She's always been restless, and she actually came up with such a despicable scheme. She even has the nerve to tell Xiaoxi not to fight for the family fortune? No wonder she changed the subject when we brought up Xiaoxi and Mingxuan's marriage."

Duan Yiheng remained silent for a long time before suddenly asking, "Grandpa, looking back now, was it the right or wrong decision to have Lin Xi raised by Chen Baiwei back then?"

The old man sighed: "Whether it's right or wrong, Xiao Xi has grown up. Back then, your father and I were busy with company matters. Ming Xuan was about the same age as her, and she was a girl, so we could only leave her to Chen Baiwei."

Duan Yiheng naturally understood this principle.

"It's getting late, you should go back first."

Duan Yiheng got up and left.

At the same time, Duan Zheng received a call from the old man.

Seeing him hang up the phone in a daze, Chen Baiwei asked suspiciously, "Whose call was that?"

Duan Zheng: "Dad wants us to go to the hospital tomorrow to talk about the will."

Chen Baiwei was taken aback: "Just the two of us?"

Duan Zheng nodded.

Chen Baiwei, quick-witted, nudged Duan Zheng and asked, "What do you think the old man meant by looking for the two of us?"

Duan Zheng: "How would I know? We'll find out tomorrow."

Chen Baiwei snorted and tossed and turned all night.

The next morning, he pushed Duan Zheng out the door.

When they arrived at Jinglin, the old man had just finished eating. Upon seeing the two of them, he said coldly, "Duan Zheng, come here."

Duan Zheng walked over and asked, "Dad, how have you been feeling these days?"

"Thanks to you, I won't die for now." The old man gestured for him to sit down.

Duan Zheng sat down on the sofa opposite the old man, and exchanged a glance with Chen Baiwei, not understanding what was going on.

“I’m not dead yet. You need to keep your wife in check. My inheritance is none of her business. Don’t forget, when she entered the family, she signed a series of agreements and won’t get a single penny.”

Duan Zheng didn't understand how the fire had spread to him, so he hurriedly asked the old man what had happened.

The old man didn't give Chen Baiwei any face and said everything he needed to say.

"If it weren't for the fact that you were pregnant with Mingxuan, I would never have let you into the family." The old man looked at Chen Baiwei. "Now you're resorting to such despicable means to seize my inheritance. Do you really think that with Duan Zheng protecting you, I can't touch you? Be careful, or I'll kick your whole family out in the end."

Chen Baiwei was utterly terrified. The old man was ruthless and always kept his word. She quickly knelt down, repenting for her momentary lapse in judgment.

Duan Zheng wasn't a great husband or father, but he was a dutiful son.

When the old man lost his temper, he turned around and slapped Chen Baiwei across the face: "If you try to be clever again, I'll beat you to death."

This was the first time Duan Zheng had hit her, and Chen Baiwei was terrified.

The old man kicked Duan Zheng: "Don't embarrass me by hitting a woman, get out of here."

Chen Baiwei lowered her head, tears streaming down her face, and she felt an intense hatred for Lin Xi.

Lin Xi sneezed.

Duan Yiheng turned his head from a pile of documents: "Have you caught a cold?"

"No, I don't think so." Lin Xi took the signed documents from him.

Duan Yiheng: "The temperature was low last night, and you sat by the pool crying for a long time. It's not surprising that you caught a cold."

Lin Xi: Maybe, it's okay. When I get back, could you please ask Sister Mei to make me a cup of ginger and brown sugar tea?

Duan Yiheng capped his pen and said, "Once these documents are distributed, you can go home."

"Okay, Mr. Duan."

Lin Xi realized that she might really be getting a cold, and her throat was also a little uncomfortable.

After getting off work, she climbed into the car, slumped in the back seat, and called Sister Mei.

When I got home, I expected to smell the aroma of ginger tea, but I was suddenly stopped by a vibrant floral fragrance.

"Aunt Wei?" Lin Xi looked at Chen Baiwei, who was blocking the doorway, in surprise. "What are you doing here—"

"Snapped--"

Lin Xi didn't know what was happening; she only felt a ringing in her ears and a burning pain in her cheeks.