The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 543

Chapter 543: 488 Torturing the scum, directly rendered useless [1 update]

An Roujin’s brows furrowed with worry, as she let out a gentle sigh.

It was a situation beyond her control, for if Wen Fengmian had simply stayed put in Qingshui County, she would definitely not have done anything.

Even if Wen Fengmian were in the imperial city, it would still have nothing to do with her.

But the strange thing was that Wen Fengmian had to come to the Ancient Martial World, and she had seen him.

Lin Jinyun naturally knew of her past marriage, just not that the man in question was Wen Fengmian.

Although Lin Qingjia was not of the Lin family by blood—a fact well-known in the Ancient Martial World—

nobody doubted her lineage anymore because, over the years, Lin Qingjia’s strength had increased rapidly, surpassing the direct lineage descendants of the Lin family of her generation.

There were many who envied Lin Qingjia, including members from the Lin, Xie, and Yue families.

An Roujin could imagine the look they would give Lin Qingjia if they knew her father was just an ordinary man.

An Roujin would absolutely not allow such a thing to happen.

The father of Lin Qingjia could only be Lin Jinyun.

Which was why she had tried to gauge Lin Qingjia’s attitude at the start of the auction.

Just as she had thought.

Lin Qingjia naturally leaned more towards Lin Jinyun.

The Lin Family Head of the Martial Arts World and a modern researcher plagued with illness—only a fool wouldn’t know which to choose.

An Roujin coughed twice, "Right, I forgot to tell Qingjia. Go and tell her I’m heading back first. If she needs anything, she can come straight to my room and ask."

She was clear as a mother.

The appearance of Wen Fengmian also dealt a significant blow to Lin Qingjia.

One of the guards fist-bumped his chest, performed the ceremony, and then went upstairs to report to Lin Qingjia.

**

Half past midnight.

The imperial city, the Ji Family, villa district.

On the living room coffee table, an assortment of barbecue, fried chicken, and beer was arranged.

Ling Mianxi patted her stomach, very content, "The outside world is better after all. There’s so much food you can’t get in the Ancient Martial World."

Ying Zijin didn’t drink because she wasn’t good with alcohol. _{ƒreewebɳovel.com}

She was accustomed to drinking juice, sipping it while watching a movie broadcast on TV.