Chapter 881: 883, the door of home is always open for you (first update)

Lin Hong watched Situ Ya in silence, his eyes brimming with myriad emotions, a thick paternal love and helplessness nearly impossible to conceal.

Situ Ya, looking at the couple, suddenly didn’t know how to refuse and found herself nodding as if compelled by some Ghost Envoy.

The couple was overjoyed and in tears, at a loss about what to say next.

"Come on, Ya Ya, your dad and I will take you back right now."

Situ Ya took out a tissue from her bag and handed it to the couple, "First, wipe away your tears." Under the current circumstances, Situ Ya also didn’t know what to call the couple in front of her...

Call them uncle and auntie? That didn’t seem quite right.

Call them mom and dad? That felt a bit awkward, as if in doing so she’d be betraying her own mother.

Lin Lan took the tissue, wiping the tears from her face, their gaze constantly on Situ Ya, making her feel rather uncomfortable.

"Shall I drive?" Situ Ya looked at the couple.

"Let’s take our car, the driver’s just waiting outside." Lin Lan tightly held Situ Ya’s hand.

"Alright." Situ Ya nodded.

The Lin family’s car was a military vehicle, looking quite imposing.

The three of them got into the car, with Lin Lan accompanying Situ Ya in the back seat, perhaps to spare Situ Ya any awkwardness, while Lin Hong sat in the passenger seat.

The car sped along the road and soon stopped in the military compound.

"Ya Ya, let’s go in from here so you can get to know the surroundings," Lin Lan said seekingly, with a cautious glint in her eyes.

"Sure," Situ Ya nodded.

The family of three got out of the car.

This was the first time Situ Ya was so close to a military compound; as expected of a place where soldiers lived, both the outside and the inside exuded an honorable aura that felt very solemn.

The family roamed through the military compound as Lin Lan introduced it, "If you follow this road straight ahead, you’ll come to an artificial lake. Walk along the lake’s embankment, take a turn, and you’ll be at our home."

The scenery inside the compound was very beautiful, and as they reached the artificial lake, they could see people out exercising.

A middle-aged man approached them with a smile, saying to Lin Hong, "Old Lin, is this your younger daughter? Congratulations, after more than twenty years of hoping! She looks like you!"

"Thank you," Lin Hong said with a full smile, then turned to Situ Ya, "Ya Ya, this is Uncle Wang, he also lives in this compound."

"Hello, Uncle Wang," Situ Ya greeted with a polite smile.

Lin Hong looked at Situ Ya somewhat stunned, his eyes reddening. He thought Situ Ya would remain silent, not expecting that she would take the initiative to greet someone.

"Good girl, it’s great you are back," Uncle Wang, too, looked at Situ Ya with a relieved expression, then continued, "You have no idea how heartbroken your parents were when you first went missing."

Situ Ya just smiled faintly, not speaking further.

Along the way, they met many comrades of Lin Hong and Lin Lan.

Those who knew the situation would say, "Your second daughter has come back?"

Those who didn’t would ask, "Old Lin, who’s this young lady? Why haven’t we seen her before?"

Lin Hong would answer with a smile, "This is my younger daughter, look, does she resemble me?"

"Look, that’s our house," Lin Lan pointed to one of the villas, "The person standing at the door is your grandfather. He stands there every day waiting for you to return."

Situ Ya looked up and indeed saw an old man with white hair at the door of one of the villas. He was leaning on a cane, stooped, eyes gazing into the distance. The sight felt inexplicably heartrending.

Ten minutes later, the three of them arrived at the front of the villa, and Grandfather Lin came to greet them.

"Xiao Lan, Hong’er, you’re back," Grandfather Lin approached them, eyes turning to Situ Ya as tears suddenly overflowed, "Ya Ya, you are Ya Ya, right?"

Grandfather Lin tightly grasped Situ Ya’s hand, sobbing uncontrollably.

"Dad, don’t frighten the child," Lin Hong supported Grandfather Lin’s shoulder, his eyes careful, fearing the old man’s behavior might scare Situ Ya away.

"It’s okay," Situ Ya glanced at Lin Hong, then held onto Grandfather Lin, "Grandpa, take it easy, watch your step."

Seeing this, a wave of relief swept through Lin Lan and Lin Hong’s eyes.

"It’s alright, I’m not that old yet. My dear granddaughter, it’s good you’re back. I thought I’d never see you again in this lifetime. You have no idea how happy I was when your parents told me about you," Grandfather Lin said.

Grandfather Lin had almost become bedridden from illness during the long absence of Lin Xiyuan, until he heard that his little granddaughter was still alive.

The family entered the house, and all along the way, Grandfather Lin never let go of Situ Ya’s hand.

Lin Lan took Situ Ya through every corner of the Lin family home.

Upon reaching the second floor, Lin Lan opened the door to a room, "This is your sister’s room, and next door is yours. Although you weren’t with us, we never forgot about you. Over the years, whatever your sister had, we prepared the same for you."

As she spoke, Lin Lan opened a wardrobe door which was full of children’s clothing and toys, all neatly arranged.

The clothes and toys were identical, the only difference being that one side was old and the other new.

These were clothes and toys from over twenty years ago, with styles that have since become outdated and can no longer be found on the market.

Situ Ya, seeing all this, was overwhelmed with emotion and suddenly felt a tinge of tears welling up, a lump in her throat making it very uncomfortable.

After looking for a while, Lin Lan led Situ Ya to another room, "This is your room, it’s been empty all these years. I thought you might never have the chance to live here, but fortunately, we mother and daughter met in this life..."

The rest of her words stuck in Lin Lan’s throat, unsaid.

The room was decorated very warmly, with an all-pink theme that felt very girly, clearly arranged with care and intention.

Situ Ya looked at all of this, her gaze slightly glazed.

From her childhood till now, no one had ever prepared a room just for her.

When Qin Ling was still alive, she always shared a room with Qin Ling. After Qin Ling passed away, she began a life without a fixed abode.

A fire had burned everything away.

It had been a long time since anyone had given her this kind of warmth.

"Ya Ya, do you like this room? If you think the pink color is not nice, I’ll have someone change it right away." Lin Lan turned her gaze to Situ Ya, her eyes filled with nervousness.

"No need," Situ Ya said with a slight smile, "I really like it."

"Really?" Lin Lan smiled happily, and then said, "That’s good. Oh, Ya Ya, don’t live outside anymore, come back home, it’s not convenient for a girl to live outside alone."

Situ Ya slightly lowered her gaze, "I’ll think about it."

Lin Lan wasn’t disappointed but smiled and said, "Alright, alright, take your time to consider. You’re welcome to move in anytime, the door of this home is always open for you."

"Okay." Situ Ya nodded. She suddenly found that feeling at home was actually very nice.

Not yet very familiar with Mr. and Mrs. Lin, Situ Ya didn’t talk much.

However, Mr. and Mrs. Lin and Grandfather Lin were already very satisfied with Situ Ya’s behavior. After all, her presence meant she had started to accept everything here from the bottom of her heart.

That night, Situ Ya did not go back but stayed at the Lin family’s home to rest.

Lin Lan spent the whole night chatting with Situ Ya, only returning to her room as dawn approached.

Through that night’s interaction, Situ Ya had untied many of the knots in her heart.

She had started to accept the Lin family members, just that she hadn’t yet started addressing Mr. and Mrs. Lin as Dad and Mom.

Imperial Palace.

At night, silver moonlight spread across the entire land.

Tong Qiaoqiao was wearing a pure white dress, walking towards the fifth floor of the main hall.

Her destination was the bedroom of Mo Zhixuan and Chu Jin.

Right before she was about to reach the bedroom, Tong Qiaoqiao stopped in her tracks, took out a mirror and lipstick from her space, carefully touched up her makeup, and then continued forward.

At this time, Chu Jin should have gone to tell stories to Bao Bao and Bei Bei, not in the bedroom.

Tong Qiaoqiao timed her visit well. A gentle smile appeared on her face, and then she raised her hand and knocked on the door.

The door was quickly opened.

"Cousin, I..." The smile on Tong Qiaoqiao’s face became stiff in that instant.

Why was Chu Jin the one opening the door?

Wasn’t she not in the bedroom?

The servants had clearly told her that Chu Jin should be in the children’s room at this time!

How could such a situation occur?

"What? Surprised to see me?" Chu Jin raised an eyebrow with a smile, her dimples shallow, and the emotion in her eyes somewhat inscrutable.

Tong Qiaoqiao quickly regained her composure, "Good evening Sister-in-law, I came to bring you something." Tong Qiaoqiao instantly reverted to a sweet younger sister persona, not revealing the slightest flaw.

"Come in," Chu Jin said, slightly raising her eyebrows.

"Okay." Tong Qiaoqiao nodded and followed Chu Jin inside.

She then realized that this bedroom was more than ten times bigger than the east wing room they were currently staying in, and the decorations inside were incredibly luxurious.

Tong Qiaoqiao had thought her own place was luxurious enough, but compared to this bedroom, her own dwelling seemed no better than a thatched hut...

If only she could oust Chu Jin and take her place here.

Envy was unmistakable in Tong Qiaoqiao’s eyes.

Indeed, some are born with silver spoons, others with none.

"Who’s there?" Mo Zhixuan, wearing a black robe, walked out of the bathroom. He had clearly just washed his hair, as the tips were still dripping wet.

Tong Qiaoqiao saw Mo Zhixuan like this for the first time.

He was always impeccably stern, and she hadn’t expected him to wear pajamas and wash his own hair...

This more relaxed version of him was even more charming!

Tong Qiaoqiao’s breathing became slightly erratic, her heart thumping wildly, her cheeks blushing as she looked up at Mo Zhixuan, "Cousin, it’s me!"

Mo Zhixuan’s gaze was cool as he glanced at her, then his eyes moved past her, warmly looking at Chu Jin, "Jin, I’m going to tell stories to Bao Bao and Bei Bei."

"Go ahead," Chu Jin nodded slightly.

As Mo Zhixuan left the bedroom, Tong Qiaoqiao felt a bit anxious but couldn’t stop him; she could only watch helplessly as he walked away.

Chu Jin sat down at the dressing table to apply skincare. Her skin was naturally good, only requiring some hydrating lotion.

Despite not wearing makeup often, Chu Jin’s dressing table was still filled with various cosmetics, from foundation to lipstick, everything top-of-the-line.

Just one item was worth more than six figures.

Looking at all these made Tong Qiaoqiao envious once more. Which girl doesn’t love makeup? When could she, like Chu Jin, afford these luxuries? Indeed, it’s a life above all, at the pinnacle of solitude.

Chu Jin’s fate was too good!

Tong Qiaoqiao clenched her fists in discontent, but her face still maintained a faint smile, without revealing any of her dissatisfaction.

Of course, Chu Jin knew what Tong Qiaoqiao was after.

Yet, even though Mo Zhixuan was her cousin, she dared to harbor such thoughts towards someone related by blood. It was quite disgusting...

Chu Jin originally had a good impression of this cousin, but after learning the truth, her favorable impression turned into negative numbers, and she even began to have a prejudice against Li Xiangzhi as well, Tong Qiaoqiao must have been encouraged by Li Xiangzhi to have such thoughts.

If she didn’t have someone behind her, Tong Qiaoqiao wouldn’t dare to be so brazen.

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