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After releasing his anger, Mr. Lin sat on the sofa. He had quit smoking, and there was no alcohol in sight, so nothing was there to cool his rage; he could only gulp down a cup of tea with a stern face.

What could he do? The registration was complete, nothing else to consider, and it wasn’t like they could get a divorce, could they?

Wen Yanqing was cured of his illness and everything about him was satisfactory. Now, while the guy was ill, if you told him, “I think you’re crazy I don’t want you as a son-in-law,” wouldn’t that make you inhuman?

“Where’s Yanqing? Why didn’t I see him come back with you?” Mr. Lin grunted at Lin Gantang.

“I told him to go home and take his medicine, to make sure his treatment wasn’t delayed,” Lin Gantang explained.

Mr. Lin found this excuse satisfactory, “Come over tomorrow. Now that you’ve registered, let’s have a proper family meal.”

Lin Gantang knew she had gotten over this hurdle and breathed a sigh of relief, saying, “Okay.”

Lin Zhaonan felt that their dad was playing favorites. It was the same act first, report later, yet when it had been his turn, he was lectured for an extended period. Lin Gantang got off with just a few words and even dragged him in for a joint reprimand.

So tiring.

Had to seek some interest, otherwise, it was like getting scolded for nothing.

After his anger subsided, Mr. Lin remembered he had unfinished business in his study and went upstairs first. Seeing Lin Gantang about to leave, Lin Zhaonan immediately called out, “Stop right there.”

Lin Gantang stopped and turned around, “What’s up?”

“Because of you, I’ve suffered unnecessary mental distress, getting an earful from dad over old issues. Isn’t it reasonable for me to ask you for compensation for emotional damages?” said Lin Zhaonan, crossing his arms.

“You’re asking me for money with all you have?” Lin Gantang was shocked.

“Aren’t you the richest in the family?”

“The richest in our family is your sister-in-law; I have no money. Give me the compensation.”

Lin Gantang wouldn’t give in, even thinking of fishing out more from his pocket: “It’s clearly your fault I got scolded by dad, how can you have the nerve to ask me for emotional damages?”

“? How is it my doing?”

“It was you who taught me to move quickly, decisively, and cut off Wen Yanqing’s escape routes so he couldn’t hesitate to give an answer,” Lin Gantang argued. “I originally planned to wait for Yanqing to think it over and wasn’t in a hurry, but you persuaded me to register behind dad’s back.”

Lin Gantang frowned, “Give me hush money, otherwise I’ll tell dad it was all your bad idea, that you led me astray.”

Lin Zhaonan stared at his shameless sister, dumbfounded by her turning the tables on him.

Seeing no response, Lin Gantang yelled, “Dad! I have something to tell you!”

Lin Zhaonan’s scalp tingled, not wanting to endure his dad’s nagging any longer; he reluctantly transferred the money via his phone, grinding his teeth: “You win, I’ll pay you. But don’t come crying to me later.”

Lin Gantang leaned in, “Didn’t you say you were out of money?”

“Secret stash. Don’t tell your sister-in-law, or I won’t have money to buy you presents in the future.”

Lin Zhaonan thought to himself that he needed to get some money back from Wen Yanqing. His sister was too disobedient, and his brother-in-law had a part to bear of the responsibility.

This month, Lin Gantang’s allowance had to be cut off. She was married now; it was Wen Yanqing’s job to take over.

However, unexpectedly, Lin Gantang actually took his side, “Don’t worry, I won’t tell Tongtong. A man out in the world without money doesn’t look good.”

Lin Zhaonan was surprised by her sudden sensibility and thought, well, maybe he wouldn’t ask Yanqing this time. After all, his sister had pressured Yanqing into marriage, which was quite pitiful.

However, he didn’t know that Lin Gantang had already quietly opened Jiang Tongtong’s WeChat, took a screenshot, and sent it, tattling: [Sister-in-law, my brother has a secret stash, a really big one, look..]