We returned to our hotel room.
I said nothing for a long time, still unable to come to terms with the enormous change in Lin Yin.
I had always thought that what I said at the Lin Family home had changed Lin Yin, helping her distinguish right from wrong and keeping her conscience intact despite Lin Jinhua's orders. That was why Lin Jinhua hadn't managed to get us killed.
But once we learned the truth, what we had believed was nothing more than what we had believed.
Lin Yin had her own plans from beginning to end. That tall, skinny man had actually told us one more thing.
It was something Du Yunting had also asked him to pass on to us.
When Lin Jinhua had asked Du Yunting to extend his son's life, he had said that most of the Lin Family's businesses would be left to Lin Xiaohua in the future.
Why?
Because of the deeply ingrained belief in carrying on the family line.
Even ordinary people were like this, believing they had to have a son and that their property had to be inherited by that son.
That went without saying for wealthy families. Lin Jinhua had only one son and one daughter, and Lin Yin was a girl. So even if he had to abandon his conscience and sacrifice other people's lives, he would keep Lin Xiaohua alive and well so that he could inherit the Lin Family's fortune someday.
But from Lin Yin's perspective, she was already an adult, already capable of managing the family businesses, while her younger brother was still a child. Yet their father, Lin Jinhua, was determined to leave the family fortune to Lin Xiaohua.
As for his daughter, Lin Yin, her father gave her no preferential treatment at all, not