Lin Hang met my furious gaze, embarrassedly scratching his head, "It's not that I couldn't beat Lin Qianshan; Lin Qianshan is just too cunning. While I was playing 'Fight the Landlord' on my phone, he hit me on the back of the head... knocked me out..."
The more he talked, the angrier I became.
All because of a game, he let a felon escape!
"Waste of space," Lin Huan, utterly disappointed, slapped Lin Hang and left the ancestral hall coldly.
Dazed by the slap, Lin Hang covered his swollen cheek, "Cousin, Second Master hit me."
"You deserved it. Why were you playing 'Fight the Landlord' of all things? Now that Xintang has been kidnapped by Lin Qianshan, we don't know what might happen to her." A huge weight seemed to press on my heart as I walked out of the ancestral hall, feeling powerless.
That damned Lin Qianshan, he deserves a thousand cuts.
Not only did he escape, but he also took Xintang with him.
Suddenly, a strong arm slipped under my knees and the next second, I was lifted into an embrace, "The person is already gone; no point in dwelling on it. Su Wan, you need to rest. It's already dawn."
"Put me down first, I have something to say to Lin Hang." I struggled weakly but feebly in Yu Longting's arms.
I was indeed too tired now, and then there was his comforting embrace.
I really did want to rest well in his arms.
Yu Longting leaned down and gently set me back on my feet, "If you want to give him a harsh lesson, your husband can do it for you. You've had a hard night, there's no need to waste your emotions on a hopeless case."
"No need, I'm not going to scold him."
I turned back to Lin Hang who had followed and patted his shoulder, "I'm sorry about earlier, I was too worried about Xintang, and that made me sound rushed. You don't need to feel guilty or sad."
Lin Hang, who had been hanging his head like a frostbitten eggplant, suddenly looked up with somewhat bewildered eyes, "Cousin..."
"Get some rest. Although it's unfortunate that Lin Qianshan ran away and didn't get the punishment he deserved, he probably won't really harm Xintang." I knew deep down it wasn't all Lin Hang's fault and couldn't bear to see him consumed by self-blame.
Lin Hang clenched his fist, the light flickering in his eyes, "Cousin, thank you for comforting me, but I know it's my negligence that led to Xintang being taken away."
"Xintang will be found. We'll all work together to figure it out." I gave Lin Hang one last word of comfort, glanced at Yu Longting, and left the ancestral hall with him.
Walking out of the ancestral hall, I said with a lowered head, "I'm sorry for dragging you into this all night... Eh..."
I was unexpectedly lifted into his arms again, and this time I didn't struggle.
Instead, I leaned tiredly against his chest, my arms hooking around his neck. Sometimes reality is so unpredictable; it took me so much effort to persuade Lin Huan to let Xinmei stay with the Lin Family.
Lin Qianshan, like a cooked crab, had no chance of escape.
Yet, it was Lin Qianshan who knocked Lin Hang out and took her away.
"Wanwan, there are traces of Mist Smoke having been burnt in the ancestral hall, and some ash on the floor," Yu Longting's deep voice reached my ears.
I immediately tried to lift my head, only for him to press it firmly down, and I said, "Lin Qianshan used colorless and odorless Mist Smoke to knock out Lin Hang? But why didn't you mention it earlier?"
"I thought Lin Hang would realize it, so why call him out on it?" Yu Longting chuckled softly.
Once outside the Lin Family home, he placed me in the passenger seat of Lin Xinmei's pink SUV.
I stared, bewildered, at Yu Longting who was fastening my seatbelt, "He... he... could it be... he's just as afraid as I am that Old Man Lin will hurt Xinmei? So he deliberately..."
"My guess is, it was half-hearted cooperation," Yu Longting said with a warm smile.
Sitting in the passenger seat, I covered my face and pondered for a long time.
The words I had used to comfort Lin Hang were just that, comforting.
With Qing Li and Lin Qianshan capable of heartlessly sacrificing Tangtang, her falling into their hands boded nothing good.
As for Lin Hang, he surely realized this.
But anything was better than Tangtang dying at Old Man Lin's hands.
It seems Lin Hang is not as simple as he appears on the surface.
"Wanwan, you and Lin Hang simply don't have the same information. He didn't expect you to be able to persuade Old Man Lin to give Lin Xintang a chance to live."
When we arrived at the hotel entrance, Yu Longting carried me out of the car.
Angrily, I pinched his cheeks with both hands, "If you dare call my grandfather 'Old Man Lin' or 'dead old man' again..."
"Do I have to start calling him 'Grandfather'? Are you sure? I'm afraid that Lin Huan will flay my 'snake skin'..." Yu Longting said, his eyes lowered in amusement.