After reading the message that woman had sent, Lin Xiaoqian could not stop trembling. The pain she had felt as a child came flooding back, and it took several taps before she managed to forward the message to Lin Jingchen.
"Xiaoqian, what's wrong?" the young man in front of her asked anxiously.
He was extremely handsome, too. With his mask hanging beneath his chin, he looked like the sort of idol countless girls adored.
Lin Xiaoqian shook her head and gave a bleak smile. "Nothing. But I have to go back to the ancestral home now. That woman is back."
The moment he heard that woman was back, the young man stood up as well, his expression turning grave. "I'm going with you."
He knew all about Lin Xiaoqian's past and what she and her younger brother had suffered as children. It had always been a thorn lodged in her heart.
It had to be pulled out.
Lin Xiaoqian shook her head dismissively. "Forget it. I can go myself. It's a long drive, and you're tired after getting back from your work engagements. You have a flight tomorrow, too. Go home first. Besides, that woman isn't worth both of us showing up. I'm just going to deal with something trivial. It's fine."
In truth, she did not want him to see what a vile person her mother was. It would only upset him, too.
"It's fine. I'm not tired. Let's go." The young man gave her no chance to refuse. He headed out first, taking Lin Xiaoqian by the hand, pulling up his mask and putting on sunglasses. He put a mask on her to cover her face as well.
Yet the moment they stepped outside, a pack of paparazzi came after them, snapping pictures nonstop.
The young man had