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Chapter 889 What are you doing here?
That's why some people are born to be protagonists; the Demon Orb Descending to Earth refers to Miss Yuan.

Lin Mo now strongly suspects that Miss Yuan must have been born with an unusual appearance, otherwise how could a person be so abstract!

There's a saying across China that getting a haircut in the first month of the lunar calendar is bad luck because it's believed to cause the death of one's maternal uncle.

However, some people say that cutting one's hair in the first month of the lunar calendar is a way of remembering one's maternal uncle. Originally, it was a good intention, but due to the homophony, it ended up being interpreted as "the maternal uncle is dying." In Chinese culture, people believe in the idea that it's better to believe something than nothing, so the latter interpretation has become the mainstream.

Of course, the authentic explanation goes back to the Qing Dynasty's entry into the Central Plains. In order to strengthen its rule, the Qing Dynasty issued the shaving order, requiring all Han Chinese to keep their hair in queues. Many people expressed their nostalgia for the Ming Dynasty by not cutting their hair in the first month of the lunar calendar as a way of "remembering the past." However, as time went by and due to differences in accents, it turned into "remembering one's maternal uncle" and then into "death of one's maternal uncle."

But no matter what, Lin Mo doesn't get a haircut during the first month of the lunar year. There's no way around it; she was raised with strict discipline by her mother since she was little.

Now that he's older, when he was a child, his mother would force him to get a haircut before the Lunar New Year.

Of course, things didn't get any better after he grew up. Before he could even get the freedom to cut his own hair for two years, he got a girlfriend, and now he has to ask Emperor Ruyan for permission to cut his hair.

Because of the failed haircut last time, Liu Ruyan is now extremely worried about him going out to get a haircut by himself, fearing that his hair will be chewed up by a dog again when he comes back.

Many girls have a problem: their boyfriends always get haircuts when they are at their most handsome, turning them into ugly messes, even the most handsome men are no exception. So they start to be strict with them.

"Yanyan, are you really not going to stay a couple more days? We're not busy anyway."

After dinner, Lin Mo and Liu Ruyan were packing their things in the bedroom when their mother, Zhou Min, spoke up.

That's right, the two of them are going back today. After all, they've been staying at home for so many days. Even though schools haven't reopened yet, Liu Ruyan's company has already been back to work for a week.

This annual leave was the longest vacation she had taken since graduation, and she was quite satisfied with it.

“Auntie, Jiangning isn’t far from Nancheng. My brother and I can come back to see you anytime we have time, so don’t worry,” Liu Ruyan said with a smile.

She's been quite comfortable here these past few days, and feels much more relaxed.

Without having to think about work or business difficulties, and with someone cooking delicious meals for me every day, how could I not be happy?

"That's right, it's not far. Besides, if we don't leave today, we'll have to wait until the seventeenth of the first lunar month."

"There will definitely be a lot of traffic on the highway tomorrow, after all, the Lantern Festival is just around the corner, and I also need to go there in advance to make some arrangements," Lin Mo said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, his mother, Zhou Min, glared at him, but after hearing his last words, she sighed.

Indeed, we can't let the children's work be delayed, right? There will definitely be a lot of traffic on the highways in the next two days because of the holiday.

Another thing is that Lin Mo needs to go back and visit some people. One reason is that he needs to go to Liu Ruyan's house to see her, since her daughter has come to their house, and his son should also go and express his gratitude.

Secondly, Lin Mo also has two teachers with him. His mother hasn't forgotten all the good things her son brought back, many of which were found with the help of his teachers, so naturally she wants to go and take a look.

Thinking of this, Zhou Min, the mother, couldn't help but sigh: "Alright, then Yan Yan, come over whenever you have time off on Saturday and Sunday. It's only a little over an hour's drive there anyway, and Auntie will cook you something delicious!"

Soon, the two had almost finished tidying up, and just as they came out of the bedroom, they heard Miss Yuan making a phone call on the balcony.

"See me? Sorry, I'm back in Jiangning. Why don't you come to Jiangning to find me?"
What? His family wants to see me to mediate? What kind of person is he? Does he even deserve to see me? Let him die. Also, if you want to see me, go to the Jiangning Public Security Bureau. Forget about everything else. Besides, I don't want irrelevant people to know my contact information, OK?

Okay, I'll hang up if there's nothing else!

After saying that, Miss Yuan hung up the phone. Seeing this, Lin Mo couldn't help but ask, "What's going on, Sister Yuan?"

"What else could it be? Uncle Hat from here called and said he wanted to mediate. Mediate my ass! Drunk driving, dangerous driving. Even I, who don't study law, know this is a criminal case, not a civil dispute. What kind of mediation is this? I haven't even made him pay for my car."

He said the other party could apologize to me in person, but yeah, I don't need his insincere apology.

"What's the point of having the police if an apology is enough? He just needs to pay the price he deserves, and the rest is none of my business," Miss Yuan said dismissively.

From a young age, Miss Yuan knew that so-called apologies were the most useless thing. If you should pay compensation, you should pay compensation; if you should go to jail, you should go to jail. That's the price you should pay for doing wrong.

As for compensation? To be honest, she hadn't paid attention to it. Of course, unless the amount was exceptionally large, she had only encountered one instance of particularly generous compensation in her life with Lin Mo.

Lin Mo was genuinely tempted by the compensation offered by the Qin and Huang families, but the reason she was tempted was because she had powerful backers. Even if she accepted the compensation, the other party could only swallow their bitterness and accept their loss.

But Lin Mo was different. He had no powerful backers, so since he had offended them, he had no choice but to break off relations. Of course, the main reason was that he had access to a shopping website and felt that he would never be short of money in the future.

Otherwise, let alone 50 million per family, even 1 million per family would be considered extremely lucky for him.

"Oh? I thought you were going to go and give him a good beating, Sister Yuan. You're letting him go so easily?" Lin Mo laughed.

Lin Mo knew without a doubt that the other party had tried to pull strings, only to find it useless, and was now hoping to plead with Miss Yuan to see if there was any chance of a turnaround. But their plan was clearly doomed. Who was Miss Yuan? Forgive? Why should she forgive? The concept of forgiveness didn't exist in her dictionary. She always believed in the whims of fate, and she wanted things to turn around as fast as they came.

To Lin Mo's surprise, Miss Yuan refused to communicate; he had thought he would have to go and mock her in person.

Upon hearing this, Miss Yuan rolled her eyes at him and said, "Please, what kind of person is he that I would go out of my way to mock him? Wouldn't that be giving him face?"

"I can't go to prison and watch him get beaten up. What's the difference between seeing him in person and not seeing him in person? My time is precious too, okay? If I go there, I might not be able to leave tonight. Let them wash up and go to sleep! He doesn't even deserve to die by my hand." Miss Yuan said arrogantly with the expression of the Fiery Cloud Evil God angrily attacking Dragon Tiger Gate.

Lin Mo:
It has to be said that Wang Jianyang is far inferior to Li Dafu's family and the scumbag who deceived He Xiaoyue's feelings; he truly doesn't deserve that title.

After all, Miss Yuan was quite excited when facing the latter two, but she didn't take this kind of nobody seriously at all, and found it too much trouble to go over and mock him.

Meanwhile, inside the Six Doors, an uncle wearing a hat shook his head at a couple and said, "They refuse to meet and said they've already returned to Jiangning. You know, there's nothing I can do about Jiangning."

"Old Ding, is there really no other way? I'll spend any amount of money," Wang Bin said.

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man named Lao Ding shook his head: "Lao Wang, it's not that I don't want to help you, but there's really no way. There's definitely no room for maneuver in this case. The higher-ups called and specifically instructed that no one dares to lend a hand."

As for spending money, do you think someone with that kind of relationship would be short of money? Even if you sold your house, they wouldn't even glance at it.

"That's settled then. You two go back first, prepare some bedding and clothes to send to your son. I won't keep you any longer!" Old Ding gave them the order to leave.

Seeing this, the woman wanted to say something, but her man pulled her away.

In some situations, you can help, but in others, asking others to help you is actually harming them. Old Ding has already done more than enough, and his family has to do him a huge favor.

You can't use up goodwill like this, and even if you do, there's nothing you can do about it. It might even make people resent you.

As for Wang Jianyang at this moment, he was in the detention center looking bewildered and helpless, waiting for his parents to pull some strings to get him out. Little did he know that in a little while, his bedding would be coming in to keep him company.

Meanwhile, at 2:30 pm, everyone went downstairs and started loading things into the car: coarse grains, processed free-range chickens from the countryside, mountain products, dried jujubes, steamed bean buns made by relatives from their rural hometown, homemade coarse grain noodles, and sweet potato starch. They weren't expensive, but they weren't easy to buy in the city.

Take sweet potato starch, for example. Most of the ones you buy in the city contain additives, but the ones his parents prepared for him are 100% pure, natural, and organic. These kinds of things generally don't leave the countryside these days.

If any family were to make it, it would be consumed within the village. Moreover, no one uses it to make money anymore; most people make some for their own families to eat, or at most give some to relatives. It can be said that his parents put in a lot of effort to be able to find these.

As for those expensive gifts, their son will buy them himself, so the two elders don't need to worry about that.

Currently, three cars are quietly parked downstairs in his residential complex: one belonging to Lin Mo, one to Liu Ruyan, and one to Miss Yuan and her group. Adding his two cars, his house is practically a car show.

"Alright, Mom, stop holding on. We're leaving. You should get in too, it's so cold!" Lin Mo closed the trunk, turned around and smiled at his mother who was holding Liu Ruyan's hand.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Min, the mother, glared at him, then looked at her future daughter-in-law and said, "Yanyan, drive carefully. Send Auntie a message when you get home, understand?"

"Don't worry, Auntie, I understand. You and Uncle, please go upstairs quickly, we're leaving now!" Liu Ruyan said with a smile.

Seeing this, the mother let go of Liu Ruyan's hand before preparing to let the child go out.

Just as everyone was about to get into the car, a Cadillac drove straight in from the entrance of the residential area.

At first, Lin Mo didn't pay attention, until he saw the familiar license plate.

The next second, Lin Mo's phone rang. He picked it up and saw that it was Chuan Mei.

Upon seeing this, he hung up the phone immediately, then took two steps forward and shouted, "What are you doing here!"

Upon hearing this, everyone looked over. Soon, the car was turned off, and the Sichuan girl got out. Seeing that everyone was there, she couldn't help but laugh loudly: "Haha! Brothers, I'm here!"

He then ran towards them, bowing and shouting to his parents as he ran, "Uncle and Auntie, Happy New Year! Wow!"

As they were shouting, Chuanmei suddenly stepped on a patch of ice. Someone must have spilled water, which froze instantly, causing her to slip and fall to her knees in front of everyone.

He was kneeling upright, his hands clasped in a fist, looking somewhat comical.

Upon seeing this, Comrade Lin quickly stepped forward: "No, no, get up! Everyone's fine, you're fine too!"

There was no way around it; although he slipped, he really did kneel down. Kneeling down to offer New Year's greetings during the Lunar New Year made the elderly couple feel embarrassed.

Immediately, Zhou Min, the mother, rummaged through her pockets, pulled out 200 yuan, stuffed it into Chuanmei's hand, and said with a smile, "Well, Auntie didn't take a red envelope, so take this and buy some food!"

Sichuan girl:.
(End of this chapter)