Miss Lin's Eyes Are Really Captivating

"Lin Wan, I'll ask you one last time. How are you going to hand over what Grandpa left you?" Lin Weiwei's voice was sharp and impatient.

Lin Wan sneered. "Lin Weiwei, I haven't even settled the score with you for going to the dean's grandmother, and you still dare to ask me for things? Do you think I'm someone you can bully so easily?"

Lin Weiwei's heart skipped a beat. She had handled everything carefully, how could Lin Wan have found out? She forced herself to stay calm and denied it.

"Lin Wan, what nonsense are you talking about? What dean’s grandmother? I have no idea what you mean. Don’t accuse me without proof!"

Lin Wan didn't believe a word she said. She smirked. "Lin Weiwei, we've known each other for years. I know exactly what kind of person you are. Stay away from the dean’s grandmother, or you'll regret it!"

Normally, Lin Weiwei wouldn't take her threats seriously, but the thought of that cold and dangerous man made her uneasy. Even so, she didn't believe Lin Wan had anyone powerful backing her.

Her mind was a mess, and she didn't want to fall for Lin Wan’s tricks. Gritting her teeth, she snapped, "I don’t know what you’re talking about! I don’t associate with poor people. I don’t want them clinging to me! If you accuse me again, I'll tell my dad to never give you another cent!"

After saying that, she quickly hung up. But even after ending the call, her heart was still racing. She was furious. She, the young lady of the Lin family, had been threatened by someone—and she didn’t even know who it was.

Lin Wan stared at the disconnected call, deep in thought.

Lin Weiwei had always been arrogant. No matter what trouble she caused, as long as she acted spoiled in front of Lin Jiaming, he would clean up her mess.

But today, she panicked. Lin Wan had never heard her sound so flustered before.

Something was definitely wrong.

Still, there was nothing she could do right now. She had to suppress her doubts for the time being.

Not far away, Huo Tingxiao was watching her, his gaze thoughtful.

It seemed she had a bad relationship with Lin Jiaming’s legitimate eldest daughter.

The only public photos of her showed her and Lin Weiwei holding hands like close sisters.

But now, it seemed that was just an illusion.

This woman had too many secrets. No one could truly understand what kind of person she was.

Suddenly, Lin Wan turned and looked at him. Their eyes met.

For a few short seconds, both of them were lost in thought.

In the end, Huo Tingxiao was the first to look away.

Lin Wan’s eyes were so similar to someone else's. Every time he looked at her, he felt as if he were looking at that person.

But he couldn’t afford to have any illusions. He kept reminding himself over and over—she was not her.

"Miss Lin, your eyes are really captivating. I wonder how many men have willingly become your loyal followers?"

Lin Wan thought she had become numb to everything. But at this moment, she realized—as long as it was a knife thrown by him, she would still feel pain.

But she had long learned how to hide her wounds.

"Mr. Huo, I need to think about this question carefully," she said lightly.

With a few gentle flicks of her delicate fingers, she sighed regretfully. "There are too many to count all at once."

Huo Tingxiao's face darkened at her casual response. His expression changed from pale to flushed.

Lin Wan tilted her head and blinked innocently. "Husband, are you jealous?"

Before he could respond, she giggled, her cheeks turning pink. "Don't worry, now that I’ve married you, I will only love you. I will cherish you."

Huo Tingxiao's gaze fell on her small belly. His lips curled into a mocking smile.

"Miss Lin, I will remember what you said. Please control yourself in the future and always remember your identity. After all, if something like this happens again, who knows if your child will be lucky next time?"

He was smiling, but his words were ice-cold.

Lin Wan’s smile froze. A chill ran down her spine. He was using their child to threaten her.

She told herself he wouldn’t dare to do anything while Grandpa was still around.

Even so, she didn’t let her guard down. She turned her back to him, ignoring him completely.

Seeing her surrender, Huo Tingxiao felt a strange sense of relief. The frustration in his chest eased a little.

But while the storm was brewing in the mansion, the Huo Group was also in turmoil.

After Huo Tingxiao’s accident, his former subordinates were demoted or fired, as if someone was secretly rearranging everything.

And their goal was clear—to kick him out of the game.

Huo Tingxiao had a rough idea of who was behind it all, but he remained calm, waiting for the right moment to strike.

But Lin Wan was the only unexpected piece in this silent game of chess.

And the one thing he still couldn’t figure out—was the old man’s attitude toward her.

He looked at the woman standing with her back to him, his eyes dark and unreadable.

Lin Wan had felt someone watching her all along. She didn’t know what he was thinking, but she was afraid that his curiosity would lead him to dig up the past.

The thought unsettled her. But exhaustion soon took over, and she fell asleep under the covers.

That evening, Qin Man came in person.

The servants placed dinner and a bowl of Chinese medicine on the table. Qin Man brought a pile of supplements and urged her to eat well and take care of herself.

She looked very different from before. But Lin Wan wasn’t foolish—she could tell it had something to do with the old man.

After all, the Huo family was still under the old man’s control. Qin Man’s actions were probably an attempt to please him.

Lin Wan wanted to get up to greet her, but Qin Man held her hand.

"Your health isn’t good. Just lie down and rest. You don’t need to do anything from now on. Just take care of yourself and give birth to this child."

Qin Man smiled for the first time in a long while.

But when no one was paying attention, she leaned closer and whispered something in Lin Wan’s ear.