"A bunch of frogs at the bottom of a well, still picking and choosing here—how ridiculous!"
Everyone turned their heads in unison, looking toward the source of the voice.
Liu Yutong leaned against the armrest of the sofa, still holding the unfinished milk tea in her hand, her eyes dripping with undisguised sarcasm and disdain.
"What does the Lin family have left now? Just an empty shell, right?"
"A bunch of losers who can't even live off their inheritance, and you're still nitpicking here."
"Sister Min agreeing to this marriage is already giving you face—you should be thankful! Don't be ungrateful!"
Her words were harsh, and the Lin family members immediately erupted in anger.
"Who do you think you are! This is the Lin family, the Lin family of the imperial capital, not some backwater village of yours—who gave you the right to speak!"
"That's right! When the host is talking, what business do you have butting in? No manners at all!"
"Get out now!"
"Yes! Throw her out!"
"Where's the butler? Butler! Throw her out!"
"......"
Yet facing this chorus of condemnation, Liu Yutong showed no sign of fear. She swept her sharp gaze across every Lin family member present.
Anyone she fixed her eyes on—whether it was elders like Zhang Yu and Wang Jiangyao, or younger ones like Lin Shen and Lin Feng—involuntarily shuddered and averted their gaze.
"Throw me out?"
"Is the Lin family really so impressive?" Liu Yutong said as she walked toward Lin Liang.
"What do you think you're doing?"
Lin Liang watched her approach step by step, instinctively narrowing his eyes.
The dignified Second Master of the Lin family, a notable figure in the imperial capital, felt uneasy—and even a faint fear—before a twenty-year-old girl.
Liu Yutong walked up to the coffee table, casually picked up a blue-and-white porcelain teacup, and toyed with it absentmindedly.
It was Lin Liang's favorite teacup, a Ming Dynasty Chenghua doucai piece, worth at least a million on the market—he usually wouldn't even let anyone touch it.
"This tea isn't bad, Mingqian Longjing, right?"
Liu Yutong examined the teacup, her tone light and indifferent. "Too bad the person who brewed it has no skill, completely wasting the tea's essence."
No sooner had she spoken.
She let go.
Crack!
That priceless blue-and-white porcelain teacup shattered on the floor, splitting into pieces and startling everyone.
"Ah! What have you done!"
"Are you crazy! That was an antique!"
"......"
"It's just a broken cup—don't make such a fuss."
Liu Yutong dusted off her hands and said bluntly, "And in my eyes, you're no different from clowns putting on a show. You still feel so smug—what a joke!"
"What did you say!"
Lin Liang, too pained to mourn his teacup, pointed at Liu Yutong and cursed, "Arrogant! Too arrogant! Guards! Now! Seize her!"
"Who dares!"
Liu Yutong sneered coldly. "I've been too generous with you."
"From the moment I walked into your Lin family, I saw you all putting on airs, looking down your noses. Not only do you lack any hospitality, but you keep calling me a wild girl, a country bumpkin, uncultured. So what, do you think you're superior? A bunch of frogs sitting in a well, thinking you're something special!"
Liu Yutong's onslaught of curses nearly blew the top off the whole group.
"You... you worthless thing! A wild girl from God knows what gutter, daring to make a scene in the Lin family!"
"Exactly! A piece of trash like you trying to marry into the Lin family? Why don't you take a good look at yourself first—do you even deserve it!"
"You low-class country bastard, don't ever set foot in our Lin family again!"
"Country folk will always be country folk—don't paint yourself gold!"
"Arrest her! Throw her out!"
"......"
Hearing their self-righteous insults, Liu Yutong didn't get angry—she laughed instead.
"Fine, since you look down on me as a country girl so much, let me open your eyes! Let me show you who I really am!"
As her words faded.
The redwood door of the living room was violently pushed open from outside.
Bang!
The deafening noise made every Lin family member present jolt.
Everyone instinctively turned their heads, and then they saw a sight they would never forget.
A crowd of men in black suits, looking like tough guys, poured in like a flood, instantly surrounding the courtyard and corridors outside the living room.
A dense sea of people—at least a hundred of them.
The butler scrambled in, sobbing, "Second Master, Third Master, it's terrible—there are people everywhere outside! I couldn't stop them!"
The Lin family members stood frozen, dumbstruck.
When they came to their senses, they retreated in terror, terrified.
"You... who are you people?"
"What do you want! This is trespassing!"
"Call the police! Call the police now!"
"......."
The leader, Yun Cheng, stepped forward and sneered, "Stop shouting, you country hicks! If you want to know who we are, just ask your family head."
At that, the Lin family all turned to stare at Lin Dong.
Lin Dong smiled bitterly and sighed in his heart: That girl is still so domineering... Ah, can't she just stay low-key? She always has to make a scene.
Then he said to his son, Lin Feng, "Son, explain it to your uncles and aunts."
Lin Feng nodded and stepped forward.
"Second Uncle, Second Aunt, Fourth Uncle, Fourth Aunt... the truth is, you've really made clowns of yourselves."
"These men in black are all Miss Liu's subordinates."
The whole room exploded in shock.
"What do you mean? These... these gangsters are all her underlings?"
Lin Feng quickly waved his hands. "Don't say that! They're from the legitimate company Wanlong Group—they're not gangsters!"
"Wanlong Group?"
"What's Wanlong Group?" someone asked.
Lin Feng: "It's the Wanlong Group Corporation from Pearl City. I saw it with my own eyes in Pearl City—they have... thousands of men like this."
"Thousands!"
The Lin family gasped again.
Lin Feng nodded and drove the point home, "And Miss Liu is their heiress—or rather, their boss."
"With one word from her, she could have you meeting your ancestors... well, that's beside the point."
"And the assets of the Wanlong Group are conservatively estimated at over thirty billion—that's richer than our Lin family."
The living room fell into utter silence.
Thirty billion?
This girl, who looked no older than twenty, was worth thirty billion?
What kind of freak was she?
And the worst part was—they had been calling her a wild girl, uncultured, telling her to get out, and saying she was beneath the Lin family.
They now truly wished they could find a rat hole to crawl into. Who on earth was the one reaching above their station here?
They finally understood why this girl had been so calm and so arrogant from the moment she entered the Lin family home.
She really did have the capital to be cocky.
The crowd looked again at the dense crowd of black-clad men outside and couldn’t help swallowing hard.
Lin Yue, in particular, had witnessed firsthand how ruthless these thugs were, but she never imagined that these underworld figures were just the tip of the iceberg under Liu Yutong’s command.
This was too terrifying!
Lin Liang took a deep breath, suppressing the shock in his heart, and spoke with difficulty, “Miss Liu, we were wrong just now. We were blind and failed to see the truth. On behalf of the Lin family, I apologize to you.”
Liu Yutong looked at him with a faint, knowing smile. “Second Master Lin, you don’t need to apologize.”
“I didn’t come here to cause trouble. I just wanted to tell you one thing: if Sister Min is willing to acknowledge this family connection, it’s because she’s giving the Lin family face. If she doesn’t want to, then what is the Lin family? You’re not even worthy of polishing her shoes!”
“Also, let’s let today’s matter slide. But from now on, anyone who dares to cause trouble behind the scenes or look down on others with their eyes on top of their heads will face the consequences!”
As soon as she said this, the black-clad men outside suddenly shouted in unison.
“Anyone who dares disrespect the eldest young lady will be executed on the spot!” A hundred voices roared.
The shout was so sudden and so shocking that it nearly scared the souls out of the Lin family members.
Only then did the Lin family truly face reality: Liu Yutong was not someone they could afford to mess with. Even the entire Lin family combined wasn’t enough to play with her.
Lin Yue, covering her face swollen like a pig’s head, trembled. She finally understood just what kind of person she had provoked today.
And Lin Mian, the youngest of the Lin family’s younger generation, stood in the corner watching Liu Yutong, his eyes growing brighter and brighter.
He suddenly felt that this older sister was really cool.
