Chapter 235: Chapter 235: The Young Girl Who Rose to the Top by Her Looks Despises Him?
“In the future, don’t bother cooking specially for them; just order so takeout,” Lin Weichen no longer felt any goodwill toward his uncle, who wasn’t exactly a good man.
“It’s alright, it’s alright. It just so happens you all ca, which ans it’s fate that I cooked so you could have a good al,” Grandma Lin said with a face full of gentle smiles.
“Fine,” Lin Weichen didn’t bring it up again, knowing that Grandma Lin tended to have a soft spot for his uncle’s family.
Sang Qiao also stayed quiet, not ddling in other people’s family affairs; she had eaten her fill during the al.
Lin Weichen voluntarily took all the bowls and chopsticks to the kitchen to wash them up, while Sang Qiao, who had intended to help, was stopped by Grandma Lin from going.
So, Sang Qiao started to help Grandma Lin download so of the TV dramas featuring Lin Weichen on her phone.
The bullet comnts were initially turned on, with many bad-mouthing Lin Weichen. She quickly turned them off with adroit hands, “Grandma, just wait, Weichen will appear soon.”
“Ah, alright,” Grandma Lin took the phone, turned up the volu, and squinted at the screen.
To the elderly lady, these ancient fantasy dramas were completely baffling; she was simply watching for her grandson’s brilliant performance. However, when the plot reached a point where her grandson was to be whipped for stealing the Divine Pill,
Grandma Lin’s smile instantly vanished, “But my Chenchen didn’t steal it, oh! It was that big-nostriled bull with a nose ring who stole it. Why are they whipping Chenchen?”
Sang Qiao stifled a laugh and explained, “Grandma, this is filming, it’s required by the script. The whipping is fake; look how much pain Weichen appears to be in now, but he wasn’t actually hit, and that’s not blood on his body, it’s just paint.”
“Oh, I see. That bullhead really is a baddie!” Grandma Lin finally relaxed and started watching with relish before pointing at a line of text below.
“Are these white words what they’re saying? Or is it so kind of description?”
“It’s what they’re saying.” Sang Qiao suddenly had a hunch; could it be that Grandma Lin couldn’t read?
“Ah, I see. I can only listen to the voices; I can’t understand the words. We were poor when I was young and I never went to school,” Grandma Lin said with an embarrassed smile on her face.
“It’s okay, listening works just as well,” Sang Qiao assured her.
“Yes, my Chenchen is truly remarkable,” Grandma Lin praised, feeling pure pride for her grandson.
While the two were engrossed in watching, the door was suddenly kicked open. Grandma Lin looked up to see a familiar face and put down her phone to look toward the door.
“Gou Dan, what are you doing here? Didn’t you say you weren’t coming back today?”
“Mind your own business. Why didn’t you send the money I asked for? Now that Lin Weichen is such a big star, that little bit of money is just the cost of a al to him, isn’t it?”
Lin Gou Dan asked angrily; today, in front of his friends, he had been utterly humiliated because he couldn’t pay!
“What al are you talking about? Chenchen’s career has just started, and he can’t just fork out such a large sum all at once. If you’re not doing well outside, then just stop. I can ask soone to find you a job; you can just co ho to eat every day,”
Grandma Lin’s tone carried a hint of helplessness. This son of hers had never been up to much, still a bachelor at his age, constantly harping on about money from ho.
Before, a few hundred or a thousand yuan she could manage to scrape together for him, but now he was asking for tens of thousands, and she didn’t have that kind of money.
Now Chenchen was acting and while he was earning money, it didn’t just grow on trees; thus, she’d never broached this topic with him.
“I’m not going to work, what good job can you find for ? Just give the money. My friend and I are doing really well, but we just need to borrow so cash to get started.”
Lin Gou Dan reached out impatiently to the old lady, unaware that mingling with those high society guys was not sothing this old hag could understand.
All she talks about is going to work. Can the ager salary from a job ever compare to the rewards from one contract with the rich kids?
“You’ve asked this house for money so many tis…” Grandma Lin looked troubled, not daring to say outright they couldn’t earn much back, afraid of hurting her son’s pride.
“This is just the final phase of the project, right? Hurry up and give it to .” Lin Gou Dan was extrely impatient.
His eyes then shifted, only just noticing there was a beautiful woman standing beside them. His face changed instantly, and he smiled in a greasy manner, “Oh, Mom, who’s this behind you?”
“That’s Chenchen’s boss. Greet the lady,” Grandma Lin reluctantly introduced them.
Lin Gou Dan’s smile beca even sleazier, intrigued that his nephew’s boss was such a young and pretty girl. Everyone knows what a young woman has to do to rise to such a position.
“Chenchen’s boss, hello, my na is Lin Gou Dan. Let’s get to know each other. Who knows, we might even work with your company in the future. By then, I’ll have your boss arrange for you to liaise with .”
Lin Gou Dan raised his eyebrows at her, flaunting a smile he thought was unbeatably charming.
What was ant to be a smile barely appeared as one; instead, his yellowish teeth, stained from years of smoking, looked filthy.
Sang Qiao’s delicate brows furrowed slightly, she acknowledged him with a distant and indifferent nod.
His arrogant, contemptuous deanor irked Lin Gou Dan. What right did a woman who climbed up the ladder with her looks have to look down on him?
“Aren’t you even going to introduce yourself, Miss? Isn’t that rather rude? Did you get to your current position because your direct superior is a man?”
“Gou Dan! What nonsense are you spouting? If you ever want money again, you better apologize to her this instant.” Grandma Lin quickly tugged at her son’s sleeve, visibly upset.
Hearing money ntioned, Lin Gou Dan reluctantly conceded, “I’m sorry. My bad.”
“It’s okay.” I don’t accept your apology. Sang Qiao didn’t voice the latter part, solely out of consideration for Grandma Lin, not wanting her to worry Sang Qiao would hold a grudge against Lin Weichen because of Lin Gou Dan’s behavior.
At that mont, Lin Weichen erged from the kitchen and couldn’t help frowning at the scene in the living room.
Seeing Lin Weichen, Lin Gou Dan pounced like a dog spotting a bone, “Weichen, you’re at ho too? Hey, can you lend twenty thousand yuan? I’m in the middle of a business deal; I urgently need it and will pay you back once I’ve made the money.”
“I don’t have money.” Lin Weichen did have so, but lending to his uncle often ant never seeing the money again.
Grandma Lin was getting older by the day, and they didn’t have much in terms of property to sell; he needed to save for ergencies.
He didn’t want to relive the experience of having to sell himself to a forr company over a ten thousand yuan dical bill.
“Stop lying, with all those TV shows you shoot, how could you not have any money? We’re family; you’re being too standoffish!”
Lin Gou Dan imdiately felt disgruntled, sensing that Lin Weichen, now successful, didn’t recognize him as an uncle anymore.
“I really don’t have it. If you don’t believe , so be it,” Lin Weichen said, unfazed.
Lin Gou Dan then turned his attention to Sang Qiao, “Fine, if you don’t have it, your boss must have so, right? She’s right here. Weichen, since your artist has made so much money for you, surely lending twenty thousand yuan in a pinch shouldn’t be a problem, right?”
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