Chapter 9 It's Cold and Yet You Don't Make a Move

Not only Su Fanxing's words, but even her sudden smile, made Lin Tianyu furrow his brow.

Being part of the Lin family and the eldest son, even though everyone outside knew of his disability, there were still many women throwing themselves at him.

Their purpose was self-explanatory.

Lin Tianyu had seen just about enough of these women's faces and true colors, but this one in front of him...

Watching Su Fanxing clasp her hands together as if nervous, he found it somewhat comical.

Obviously not such a character, yet pretending to be meek and fragile.

Lin Tianyu's hands clasped the armrests of his wheelchair, his brows etched with a stroke of unfamiliar scrutiny.

Colliding with such a gaze, for a moment, Su Fanxing felt something.

This kind of look did not seem like it could be cast by a human. The being in front of her was more like a beast, ready to pounce.

Even though injured, it still possessed a fatal attacking power.

Swallowing her saliva subconsciously, at this moment, Su Fanxing had cursed this husband in name and the rest of the Lin family members inside her head countless times.

But now, the arrow was notched and had to be shot.

She had already married into the Lin family, how bad could the worst outcome be?

With this thought, she coughed softly. Even though there were no people in the backyard, she still kept her voice lowered.

"Mr. Lin, I know you still have doubts about me, but now that I'm standing right here in front of you, what do I need to say for you to believe me? Or, do you want to try that movie trick, become small and drill into my heart?"

The corners of her mouth still bore a thick smile, but when she looked at the person in front of her, he was like a block of wood.

Su Fanxing secretly gritted her teeth, feeling she was running out of tricks.

This Mr. Lin was so impervious, imperviable to both soft and hard tactics.

Feeling somewhat disheartened, she directly squatted in front of the wheelchair, resting her chin in her hands, and looked at the man before her.

From this angle, Lin Tianyu's jawline was a firm curve, leading up to his lofty nose bridge, followed by those thick eyelashes.

Su Fanxing's heart couldn't help but skip a beat twice, her emotions of infatuation and sighs intertwined, indeed quite complex.

"Eldest Young Master, a criminal still has one chance to appeal, right? Besides, I'm now your wife. I'm laying my cards on the table. Even if I back down, I'm right by your side; could any of my moves escape your eyes?"

In fact, while Su Fanxing was sizing up Lin Tianyu, he was also scrutinizing her.

No one had ever dared to stand so close in front of him, much less in such a posture.

Her sharp chin propped up by her palms looked round, like that of a child.

She seemed like the weaker party, but in reality, she was advancing by retreating.

Lin Tianyu's eyes flickered twice, his body leaned forward slightly, and he directly grabbed Su Fanxing's wrist.

This sudden strength made Su Fanxing let out a yelp subconsciously. Already squatting, such an instability in her center of gravity almost made her crash onto his legs.

"What are you doing!"

"Woman, about your question, I had just finished speaking. If you're smart, you would not do anything that harms others without benefiting yourself. I think you should understand what I'm saying, right?"

Backlit, from her current angle, Su Fanxing couldn't see Lin Tianyu's expression clearly, as most of it was engulfed in shadows.

Only the light in his eyes still shone frighteningly bright, yet she couldn't figure it out.

In fact, over the past few years drifting alone, she had encountered too many bizarre people. Having dealt with them, she could generally guess what was on their minds.

And yet, Lin Tianyu was the first person whose thoughts she could not penetrate, and whom she didn't quite dare to speculate about.

She pursed her lips, her expression indicating that she had no intention of continuing the conversation, and only then did the grip on her wrist gently slacken.

To be honest, she wasn't sure whether Lin Tianyu believed her or not.

If he believed her, good, if not, so be it. Although she hoped that the eldest son of the Lin family would use his power to help her, in the end, she couldn't rely on others.

Moreover, this person was naturally skeptical.

A stepmother kidnapping her husband's parents sounded so fantastical, it seemed suspiciously like an act the more she talked about it.

After thinking it over, Su Fanxing got up and took a deep breath toward the coast across the street, then walked around the wheelchair to the back of it.

Feeling the wheelchair move, Lin Tianyu subconsciously grabbed the handles, his mood somewhat displeased.

"This is the Lin family's old house, I really don't think Mr. Lin needs to be so guarded against me."

Luckily, Lin Tianyu couldn't see her face; Su Fanxing, standing behind him, rolled her eyes repeatedly.

"The weather is getting cold, your leg... your body can't take it."

No sooner had the words fallen than, regardless of whether Lin Tianyu agreed or not, they headed back to the villa.

Interestingly, the Lin family's evening banquet had already ended, some had left due to personal reasons, and the remaining guests were all sitting in the old house's living room.

Some chatting, others watching the news, occasionally intermixed with laughter, the atmosphere seeming quite convivial.

But appearances can be deceiving, family included.

Liu Yaqin, the Old Madam, naturally sat in the main seat on the sofa, while Lin Tianze sat by her side, constantly making small talk and showing concern.

"Grandma, when it gets colder towards year-end, if it's inconvenient for the family, shall I accompany you on a vacation to escape the winter? After all, I wouldn't feel at ease if you went alone."

Whether Lin Tianze's words were sincere or not, nobody could really tell, and perhaps it didn't even matter.

Their purpose was simply to make the Old Madam happy, and seeing her smile gently, it became a situation where everyone was pleased.

"You can't match others when it comes to being suave and glib, that I can say for sure," Fanxing muttered to herself in a volume meant for just the two of them.

And watching the scene before her, she naturally overlooked the fleeting smile that tugged at the corners of Lin Tianyu's mouth.

Perhaps feeling a draft from the door opening, Lin Tianze was the first to look up instinctively.

When he saw Su Fanxing pushing Lin Tianyu through the door, and then glanced at the Old Madam beside him, he couldn't help but sneer inwardly.

The timing, setting, and sentiment were all highlighted perfectly.

He hesitated for a few seconds, then his hands left the Old Madam's shoulders.

Rising to his feet, he moved to Su Fanxing's side and took over pushing Lin Tianyu's wheelchair, while not forgetting to speak.

"Xinuo, when you married into the Lin family, it was to enjoy comfort, not to attend to others. If I hadn't seen it, it would be one thing, but this happened right before my eyes, how can I stand by and watch?"

Hearing Lin Tianze's words, Su Fanxing scoffed.

This trick was truly old-fashioned.

Her gaze swept over everyone in the room, each displaying a variety of expressions. As for her husband, he was probably still as emotionless as a robot.