"Ah?"
Lin Baiwei raised her head in confusion; she was already prepared to be scolded.
But now it seems... the situation has flipped?
Since it's not a scolding, Lin Baiwei's courage came up. She sat next to Lin Yanke, hugged her cousin's arm, and said coquettishly:
"Sister, you scared me to death. I thought you were going to lecture me like the old man."
"Lecture?"
"Yes, you don't know. When you weren't around, the old man couldn't stand the sight of me, always lecturing me with clichés about unity, mutual help, and love for peace, saying that at the very least, I should be a normal person and not a wastrel."
"Normal person?"
Lin Yanke shook her head: "That's a bit too much to ask. For a family like ours, it's too hard to be a normal person."
