Good luck of rebirth

Chapter 493 The hatred gradually accumulates, and it will be hard to get over it (1)
"Is the oiran's relationship with her settled?" Jin Hanlin asked.

Immediately, admiration rose in Ah Bao's eyes: his son is so powerful, he can even imagine that Xu Nuo's family would hide in the crowd.

"The two of them had already left the capital that night, and they will never set foot in the capital again in this lifetime."

Jin Hanlin nodded: "It's fine if you don't come back."

"Then what shall we do next?" Abao asked Jin Hanlin for advice.

"Wait." Jin Hanlin said lightly: "If I guessed correctly, my good father is probably on his way to my yard by now."

With so many people whispering in his ears, with his temperament, he will definitely ask clearly.

Jin Hanlin tilted his head and smiled happily: If he admitted that he did it, what would his father look like?
Thinking about it, I find it very interesting.

Jin Hanlin looked out of the window, the weather was a bit weird, the sky was covered with a layer of gloom, his face was like drooping eyebrows, the clouds were low, it seemed that he could press on the top of a person's head inadvertently, with a hint of spring cold The gentle breeze suddenly picked up, rolling up countless pieces of fallen flowers, and the pink petals fluttered in the air with the wind, adding a bleakness to the spring day.

Standing in front of Jin Hanlin's courtyard gate, Marquis Weiyuan took a deep breath before stepping in, and Xiao Si busy flying to guard the gate also seemed to report inside.

Hearing the hurried footsteps outside the door, Jin Hanlin smiled slightly, with a trace of coldness in his eyes, and gave A Bao a non-smiling smile: "Look, if you say Cao Cao, Cao Cao will be here."

As soon as the words fell, I heard outside said: "Second Young Master, the master is here."

Jin Hanlin frowned, a little impatient, but he got up and went out to meet him.

Marquis Weiyuan was sitting in the north room, looking at the colorful vase in the corner with his hands behind his back, he seemed to be fascinated by it, until Jin Hanlin came to his side, and then he hurriedly came back to his senses.

When Jin Hanlin and Marquis Weiyuan met, there was no fatherly kindness, let alone filial piety, but each found a place to sit down. Jin Hanlin waved his hand, and a servant came up with a teacup, and did not greet Weiyuan. Hou, he lowered his head and picked up the cup of tea, took a sip, then raised his head, anticipating indifferently: "What do you want from me?"

There is no respectful title, no intimacy, only politeness, indifference, and formulaic questions, as if the person in front of him is not his father, but a stranger.

Weiyuanhou didn't like his attitude, he didn't like his tone, and he didn't like the deep meaning in his words. It seemed that there was nothing wrong with him, so he shouldn't appear in front of him, even though this was Weiyuanhou's mansion, but He is the owner of this mansion.

That's right, in Jin Hanlin's courtyard, he, the Marquis, is useless, and no one obeys him at all. Although Jin Hanlin lives in the Weiyuan Marquis Mansion, the servants here are arranged by Jin Hanlin himself. The monthly money was paid out of his own pocket, and even their food and clothing expenses were settled by Jin Hanlin himself. The Marquis of Weiyuan had paid for everything except the house.

Jin Hanlin didn't seem to want to have anything to do with the Weiyuanhou Mansion from the beginning to the end, and he never seemed to care who the heir apparent of the Weiyuanhou Mansion would be.

No desire is tough, so even though Marquis Weiyuan dislikes Jin Hanlin very much, he has nothing to do. After a moment of silence, he said slowly, "Do you know about your eldest brother?"

The teacup in Jin Hanlin's hand gave a heavy meal, his face darkened: "I don't have a big brother, Xu Nuo's family is just the adopted son of the Marquis of Weiyuan, how can they be worthy of my big brother, my father is old and confused, let me Calling an adopted son a big brother, and spreading the word, wouldn't it make people laugh out loud?"

After finishing speaking, Jin Hanlin picked up the hot tea again, and took a sip: "Fortunately, let's say this in front of me, otherwise I really don't know what people are talking about Weiyuanhou Mansion behind their backs."

He raised his eyes and glanced at Marquis Weiyuan, with a somewhat cautious expression on his face: "You can't just forget these rules just because Marquis Weiyuan's mansion is not as good as before. I always feel that the more this is the case, the more we must abide by these rules, so as to save money. It makes people look down."

Marquis Weiyuan listened to the words that cut people's hearts and lungs like a knife, and he clenched his fingers tightly in his sleeves. There is no family member who does not want the family to prosper under his leadership, and no family that is willing to fall under his own hands.

This is even more so for Marquis Weiyuan. What Jin Hanlin said hit him seven inches. It hurt so badly, but he didn’t have a word to refute, because what Jin Hanlin said was very reasonable, no matter what Xu’s family’s true identity was What, but in name, he is his adoptive son, a child adopted by the Weiyuan Houfu, who can't afford to be Jin Hanlin's "big brother".

Marquis Weiyuan's throat felt as if he had eaten a sharp Shandong pepper. He was so hot that it hurt like a fire, and he couldn't say anything. He just opened his eyes and stared at the handsome young man in front of him. : He is always so sharp, if he is not careful, he will be stabbed.

Jin Hanlin didn't look at Marquis Weiyuan's expression, but looked at the camellia blooming in the teacup: "I'm afraid his story has already spread throughout the capital."

Marquis Weiyuan trembled in his heart: "Have you heard that?"

Jin Hanlin didn't practice Tai Chi with him, so he nodded and admitted readily: "I heard."

In addition, he didn't say a word, and there was no expression on his face except for an ethereal look. There was no so-called gloating, and there was no sarcasm. He completely ignored it, as if this matter had nothing to do with him, and started from scratch. In the end, he didn't seem to accept Xu Nuo's brother.

Difficulty flashed across Marquis Weiyuan's face, and he hesitated: "What do you think about this matter? How do you think it's best to deal with it now?"

Jin Hanlin's eyelashes drooped slightly. He picked up the teacup and took a sip. The twig lotus teacup just covered the sneer at the corner of his mouth. After a moment of silence, he put down the teacup suddenly and laughed. Anyone who listened to it could tell that it was a smile from the bottom of their hearts, but it fell into the ears of Marquis Weiyuan, and it was a bit unpleasant. There was a trace of provocation, and his face turned dark immediately. Shen Sheng said: "What are you laughing at?"

On weekdays, Marquis Weiyuan lost his temper at Ye's children at home, and he would kneel down, but Jin Hanlin was never afraid of him, he just smiled coldly and said slowly.

"You ask me what I think? I will not hide from my father. I think he has to blame himself and can't blame others. If you ask me how to deal with it, it would be easier to say. Throwing such a shameful thing into the pigsty to feed the pigs , dirty the place, just beat him to death, and it can be regarded as saving the face of Weiyuanhou Mansion." Jin Hanlin raised his head slowly, the curve of the corner of his mouth was still there, but a cold color appeared in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)