Ling Wanli rang the bell, and bodyguards quickly rushed over.
Seeing him fall to the ground, they were all shocked.
Ling Qianhe's eyes were as deep and frozen as a misty fog for ten miles.
He grabbed Lin Muci and turned to leave, while Ling Wanli watched him with a hearty laugh, triumph shining in his eyes.
"Are you angered because I struck a nerve? Do I need to remind you how cold-blooded and cruel you are, Ling Qianhe? We Ling family members are never sentimental. Anyone who approaches you will be unfortunate. No one can warm you; you'll be trapped in the depths of hell for eternity!"
The bodyguards hired by Madam Ling stared coldly at Ling Qianhe, maintaining a strict guard.
Ling Qianhe didn't even glance at his elder brother and quickly walked out.
Lin Muci was pulled by him out of the hospital building.
The sky was heavy, as if it were about to snow at any moment.
She lowered her head, brushing against his shoulder. Ling Qianhe was pulling her so hard she almost stumbled.
The cold and sharp look in Ling Qianhe's eyes had not yet faded.
Dark clouds gathered in the distance, and his expression was even more somber than the sky before a blizzard.
The delicate and handsome youth's eyes held a shattered pain. Lin Muci stood on tiptoe to meet his gaze. He took a deep breath, and his emotions gradually stabilized.
"When is your driver coming? Let him take you home."
Lin Muci asked him.
"Mentor, did you enter the entertainment industry for your sister?"
Ling Qianhe had once said that he entered the entertainment industry so that she would know his name. No matter where she was in the world, she could hear his name. But what he hadn't expected was that for those five years, she simply wasn't in this world anymore.
Ling Qianhe was too lazy to respond, but Lin Muci did not give up. She continued to ask patiently.
"But since you've already succeeded, become famous, and are so well-known, why do you continue to work so hard in this circle? Wouldn't it be better to return and inherit the Ling family's assets?"
Ling Qianhe finally showed a slight reaction. He said, "Guess."
Lin Muci had no way of guessing his thoughts. If she had known what Ling Qianhe was thinking, she wouldn't have gotten herself into such a state before, almost being driven to the brink of destruction by him.
Uncle Li's car stopped outside the door. As Lin Muci was about to get in, she heard Ling Qianhe's voice from behind her.
"She wants me to be happy. She gave me a guitar, wanting me to be liked by many people. So, I'll try my best to achieve that. In this way, perhaps she will feel a little heartache for me and return to see me in my dreams?"
When Lin Muci returned to the Lin family villa, the lights were bright inside.
The entire city began to snow. Snowflakes landed on Lin Muci's shoulders, and her nose turned slightly red from the cold. Uncle Li draped a thick coat over her, his heart aching.
"It's cold outside, hurry inside."
Lin Muci bid Uncle Li farewell obediently. She walked into the villa. A thin layer of snow had already fallen on the windowsill. Her mind was filled with Ling Qianhe's last words. She sniffled, her heart feeling a pang of sorrow.
"He only dares to pray for a meeting in his dreams?"
The system also sighed.
"What a pitiful little thing. His entire family are abnormal lunatics. He never learned to love properly from the start; he only knew how to possess, confine, and lock away. Only after losing them did he realize how to cherish them, but it was too late. He prays for heaven to send his loved one back. Boohoo, so touching!"
Lin Muci complained to the system.
"Don't just talk, hurry up and give me the points. If you really pity him, then upgrade my medical skills so I can treat him!"
The system retorted.
"That still depends on the host's efforts. I cannot operate outside the rules. Host, you must work hard to defy fate and change everyone's destiny!"
Mentioning this, Lin Muci's spirits lifted.
She walked out of her room and saw Madam Lin Cuiping curled up on the sofa, talking on the phone with someone, her eyes twinkling with a smile. She looked ten years younger, her face radiant!
Seeing Lin Muci emerge from her room, she immediately waved frantically at her.
"Xiao Ci, come here quickly! This is my daughter, Xiao Ci. She's obedient, smart, and well-behaved!"
Lin Muci walked over. Lin Cuiping took out her phone, and a handsome and elegant face appeared on the screen, nodding and smiling at her. He was a very refined middle-aged man, looking at her with warm, doting eyes. He seemed like a good person!
Lin Muci was instantly puzzled and couldn't figure it out. In her mind, she asked the system.
"Is this the man your mother, Lin Cuiping, was childhood sweethearts with, the one in finance?"
"How does your system arrange the plot? This man looks handsome, refined, and upright, eighteen streets better than Lu Yuanhang, that 'phoenix man.' And Lin Cuiping actually made such a fuss over Lu Yuanhang back then, wanting to marry him and not choosing this uncle?"
"Can't your system be more thoughtful and professional when designing characters? Is this reasonable?"
The system seemed to have choked on water, coughing repeatedly.
"Cough, cough... The plot wasn't designed by me. Perhaps back then it was just to highlight that Mother Lin was a love-struck fool, and this man was actually just an unremarkable poor boy, not so refined and handsome. Aren't we fixing the loopholes in the world line? Stop complaining. Lin Cuiping's good days are still ahead!"
Lin Muci grudgingly believed the system's explanation. She greeted the uncle on the other side. He spoke a few words with her and then said, "Your mommy said she transferred her shares to your daddy, but I looked at that contract and found several critical loopholes. So, I can transfer the shares back."
Lin Cuiping was overjoyed.
"Ah? You can? Then just give them directly to Xiao Ci!"
The uncle on the other side smiled.
"That can also work. Xiao Ci, take some time to come to the company to sign. This way, Uncle will be working for Xiao Ci."
However, his smile was so radiant that it didn't give any negative impression. Lin Muci wanted to check his attributes, but knowing it would cost more points, she cautiously inquired through the system.
"He can't be a bad person, right?"
"Your system wouldn't be so unreliable, would it?"
The system wanted to roll its eyes at her.
"Of course not! How could we do something like that? As I said, to compensate the host, we will make the world line lean in your favor!"
Lin Muci didn't believe him that easily. If that were true, how could Ling Qianhe's vegetative older brother wake up? The system painstakingly explained.
"That's because the world power has been resisting all along. The world also has its own will, which cannot be manipulated by our system. We also have our limitations. Host, you need to work hard to earn points. Once you have enough points, we can slowly repair this broken world."
Lin Muci hummed.
"I'd better believe it."
She didn't want any more unexpected trouble!