"Take this money back, we don't want it," Lin Xiaolu said.
He felt uneasy. If he had known this day would come, he might not have agreed to sell his sister; his son could have dropped out of school for a year or two, and it wouldn't have been a big problem.
But now... there was no medicine for regret in this world.
Lin Xiaokang and Lin Xiaoshou also nodded, "We can't take this money."
Lin Xiaofu kept his head down and didn't speak, but he tacitly agreed with his brothers' decision.
Seeing them like this, Lin Xiaoxi felt no relief at all. Logically, Lin Xiaoguai had suffered, but she had managed without any irreversible harm. However, as Lin Xiaoxi, who had grown up with Lin Xiaoguai since childhood, always felt his sister had been greatly wronged—a wrong so great that no matter what his cousins did, he couldn't forgive them.
The feeling was inexplicable, but he had no intention of going against it.