On the day of the divorce, I became Qin Shao's darling.

The next day was Saturday. Although Lin Xiwei's back injury had not yet recovered, she still got up early.

Qin Jiamo said yesterday that we should move out as soon as possible and put the house up for sale.

She was ready to get started.

Unexpectedly, Qin Jiamo's chief secretary, Fangfang, called her early in the morning.

"Ms. Lin, Attorney Qin said you don't need to go there. I've brought people to coordinate with the moving company. You can just go directly to the Greenland Villas."

Fangfang was very polite on the phone, treating Lin Xiwei as if she were the hostess.

Lin Xiwei was very embarrassed.

Her relationship with Qin Jiamo was rather awkward; they were half relatives.

Now they're even more closely related, and have become god-siblings.

"I'd better go over there. There are kids in the house, and things are a bit messy." Lin Xiwei felt embarrassed to ask someone to help her tidy up her clothes and other personal belongings.

Fangfang remained polite, "It's alright, we have professional organizers. Qin Lu said your back injury hasn't healed, so you can't bend over to do these things."

Lin Xiwei was astonished, not expecting Qin Jiamo to be so meticulous in his work.

Moreover, isn't he afraid that people will misunderstand their relationship by giving his secretary such instructions?

Realizing that she really couldn't do anything due to her back, Lin Xiwei disregarded her embarrassment and said, "Alright, then I'll trouble you."

"Miss Lin, you're too kind."

The lock at home is a fingerprint lock, but it also has a password.

Lin Xiwei told Fangfang the password and stayed at the hospital with her child, planning to go directly to the Greenland Villa later.

I thought the move would go smoothly, but unexpectedly, Fangfang called again after more than half an hour.

"Ms. Lin, there are people living in your house, and they won't allow the moving company people to come in," Fangfang said with difficulty on the phone.

Lin Xiwei was taking Junjun downstairs to sunbathe when she heard this and was taken aback: "Someone lives in the house? Who?"

On the other end of the phone, Fangfang looked at the man and woman in front of her. Before she could speak, Su Daqiang shouted, "It's my son's room, it's my right! Let's see who dares to kick me out!"

Even through the phone, Lin Xiwei could hear the arrogant roar and was immediately shocked.

"Miss Lin, the other party should be your former father-in-law, and it seems that his daughter is also there. There is also a woman with a little girl in the living room," Fangfang explained.

Upon hearing this, Lin Xiwei's expression turned serious.

It's one thing for Su Daqiang and his daughter to enter her house without permission, but how could Zhong Yurou have the nerve to bring her child along to join in the fun?

As expected, shamelessness knows no bounds.

"Okay, I'll be right there."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Xiwei took Junjun upstairs and delivered him to Old Madam Qin.

She had just turned and walked out of the ward when her phone rang.

He took it out and saw that it was a call from Qin Jiamo.

Lin Xiwei immediately realized that he must know about this as well.

"Feed..."

On the other end of the phone, Qin Jiamo had just woken up.

He is usually busy with work and rarely gets to rest on weekends. In addition, he was injured and didn't sleep well at night, so he slept in a little longer in the morning.

He was only woken up when Fangfang called.

Fangfang told me about your family situation. I've arranged for someone to drive you home. Be careful, or you might get beaten up again.

Qin Jiamo's voice was sleepy, with a low, husky, and magnetic quality characteristic of someone who has just woken up.

Upon hearing this, Lin Xiwei immediately felt guilty, "It's the weekend today, I'm sorry to disturb your rest."

"fine."

"How is your injury? Do you need to come to the hospital for a follow-up check-up today?"

Lin Xiwei had completely forgotten that the two of them had been arguing and bickering on the phone last night, and she was very angry. Now she was only concerned about him.

Qin Jiamo said in a calm tone, "Go visit when you have time, it's no trouble."

As soon as he finished speaking, two people appeared in front of Lin Xiwei.

She recognized the two men; they were Junjun's bodyguards who had previously been secretly protecting him in the South Building.

"Miss Lin, Mr. Qin has asked us to escort you." The bodyguard nodded politely.

"Okay." Lin Xiwei nodded, smiled and thanked them, and followed their steps.

"They're here. I'll go back and see what's going on. You can get some more sleep." Lin Xiwei entered the elevator, her tone unconsciously becoming gentle.

"Um."

After hanging up the phone, she stared at the descending number keys on the elevator, and couldn't help but recall that cold and serious face.

It has to be said that although Qin Jiamo has a sharp tongue, a cold aura, and is not easy to get along with, he is truly dedicated when it comes to a matter of need!

They have top-notch execution skills and problem-solving abilities.

Even if such a man is somewhat chauvinistic, there's nothing anyone can say about him.

Lin Xiwei was once again captivated by his personal charm.

When she rushed home, Fangfang's secretary, along with an organizer and moving company staff, were still blocking the door.

Su Daqiang moved a chair and sat by the door, with Su Linlin standing next to him.

The father and daughter had the air of "one man guarding the pass, ten thousand men cannot pass".

Hearing the elevator rang, everyone turned around.

Fangfang had met Lin Xiwei before and naturally recognized her, so she immediately came forward to greet her: "Miss Lin."

Lin Xiwei nodded politely: "Secretary Fangfang, thank you for your trouble."

Upon seeing Lin Xiwei, the Su family father and daughter immediately went into battle mode, like hedgehogs.

Su Linlin crossed her arms and immediately began to mock, "Oh, you got divorced and ripped my brother clean, and now you've transformed into a rich woman, even having bodyguards clearing the way when you go out."

Lin Xiwei ignored her; she was wearing a back brace and walking slowly.

Not wanting to cause a scene in public and become a laughingstock, she stepped forward calmly and said, "This house belongs to me now. Once your brother gets out, we'll go and complete the transfer of ownership. Your unreasonable demands won't change the facts."

Su Daqiang pointed and roared, "You slut! You ruined my son's reputation, you'll die a horrible death! This house belongs to my son, and if you want to take it all for yourself, you'll have to step over my dead body first!"

Su Linlin's tone was also sharp, "How dare you say that? You got my brother back in jail! Lin Xiwei, we were husband and wife, how could you be so cruel?"

Lin Xiwei said, "It was your brother who caused a scene in court yesterday and even injured my lawyer. He deserved it."

"It's all because you went too far and pushed him to the limit!"

"My son has fed and cared for you for four years, and you repay kindness with enmity. Your son's illness is retribution, you know? You've already suffered retribution and you still don't repent!" Su Daqiang became more and more sarcastic, showing no regard for the bond between grandfather and grandson.

Lin Xiwei had hoped for a peaceful resolution, but now it seems impossible.

But it doesn't matter. She's done her best by being courteous first and then resorting to force.

She turned on her phone's video recording function, thinking that having evidence would make things easier later, so she stepped back and let her bodyguard come forward.

As Su Daqiang saw the bodyguards approaching, he immediately became fully defensive: "What do you want? Let me tell you, anyone who dares to touch me will be blackmailed! I'll blackmail you until you're bankrupt!"

Lin Xiwei said coldly, "Lift the old man out along with his chair, don't touch him."

Both bodyguards were skilled in martial arts. They walked to the door, picked up the chair steadily, and lifted Su Daqiang up like a sedan chair.

"Hey! What are you doing! Put it down! This is my brother's house, we have the right to live here!" Su Linlin shouted, trying to stop them.

But Fangfang also brought people with her, and those people immediately stepped forward, grabbed Su Linlin, and dragged her out the door.

"You guys go inside and move it," Lin Xiwei instructed the moving company staff.

The movers, dressed in uniform, entered one after another.

But Chung Yu-rou and her daughter were still sitting in the living room.

Seeing that the Su family father and daughter could not hold the gate, Zhong Yurou stood up and stared at Lin Xiwei who entered the house with eyes as sharp as knives.

She gently patted her daughter's shoulder.

As soon as Lin Xiwei entered the living room, the little girl suddenly pounced on her, grabbed her hand, and bit it hard!

"hiss!"

Caught off guard, Lin Xiwei instinctively flung her hand away in pain, shoving the little girl aside.

Chung Yu-rou's daughter was only three years old when Lin Xi-wei pushed her, and she sat down on the ground with a thud, crying as soon as she opened her mouth.

"Lin Xiwei! You're so cruel, you even hurt a three-year-old child!" Zhong Yurou immediately stepped forward, helped her daughter up, and started scolding her.

Because the little girl's movements were so sudden, no one saw it clearly.

All people saw was Lin Xiwei pushing the little girl.

When Zhong Yurou shouted, the porters subconsciously looked at Lin Xiwei, their eyes filled with contempt.

Lin Xiwei frowned, raised her right hand to look at it, and asked slowly, "Is your daughter a dog? She rushes up and bites people."

"You're talking nonsense! My daughter is very obedient, she would never do such a thing." Zhong Yurou argued irrationally.

Lin Xiwei raised her hand, "Although there was no bite, your daughter's saliva is still there. Do you want to get a DNA test?"

Chung Yu-rou squatted there, holding her crying daughter.

Hearing this, her momentum clearly weakened.

But from an angle where no one could see, she pinched her daughter again.

The little girl had clearly been "trained" by her mother, and immediately pounced on her again, grabbing Lin Xiwei's leg.

"You wicked auntie, you're a wicked witch! You took over Uncle's house, and now Mom and I have nowhere to live... Get out, get out!"

The little girl clung to Lin Xiwei's leg, crying and making a scene, trying to push her away.

Lin Xiwei never expected that Zhong Yurou would use her own daughter as a shield in order to protect Su Yunfan's family property.

Lin Xiwei dared not bend over, her body was too weak, and she couldn't be cruel to a three-year-old child, so she could only take two steps back.

Outside the door, the Su father and daughter were also arguing loudly.

Fortunately, Lin Xiwei brought bodyguards, who, together with the people Fangfang brought, managed to stop the father and daughter who were jumping around. Otherwise, they would have rushed in and attacked Lin Xiwei again.

Seeing that the situation was getting more and more chaotic, and that Lin Xiwei obviously couldn't be cruel to the children, Fangfang immediately called Qin Jiamo again.

But Lin Xiwei is not a saint.

She was pushed back two steps by the little girl, then suddenly her face darkened and she grabbed the little girl's head, forcing her to look up.

"You already said I'm a witch. If you keep causing trouble, I'll turn you into an ugly toad!"

Lin Xiwei thought of the fairy tales she usually told her son, and deliberately made a fierce face to scare the little girl.

Sure enough, the little girl was so frightened that her face froze, and she suddenly burst into tears, calling for her mother as she ran back.

Chung Yu-rou quickly comforted her daughter, "Baby, don't believe her, she's lying to you."

Lin Xiwei smiled menacingly and slowly approached Zhong Yurou and her daughter.

"Witches never lie. Besides turning bad children into toads, witches also eat them whole!"

She raised her hand in a sinister grabbing motion, accompanied by a chilling tone, which terrified the little girl so much that she clung tightly to Zhong Yurou and dared not let go.

While comforting her daughter, Zhong Yurou was also furious: "Lin Xiwei, are you even human! You have children of your own, you're a mother too, how can you bear to scare a child like this!"

Lin Xiwei scoffed, "You don't even care about your own daughter, yet you have the nerve to criticize me?"

After saying that, she looked up at the moving company people and said, "This woman is my ex-husband's mistress. You don't need to pay attention to her. Hurry up and move."

The moving company immediately got to work.

Lin Xiwei inventoried the appliances and furniture that needed to be moved, and the staff began packing them into boxes in an orderly manner.

Chung Yu-jou followed behind Lin Xi-wei, still unwilling to give up, carrying her daughter.

"Lin Xiwei, you made him leave with nothing and then sent him to jail. That's too much! Leave some room for maneuver; it's good for you and the child."

Lin Xiwei ignored her and continued to direct the workers, "Move this chest of drawers too."

Although the villa that the Qin family gave her certainly didn't lack anything.

But she still couldn't bear to part with these carefully selected items.

Besides, she had no intention of accepting everything the Qin family gave her so easily.

Once Junjun's illness is cured and she has time to think about other things, she will definitely want to buy a new house.

Then, these furniture and appliances will come in handy.

Seeing that she was being ignored, Zhong Yurou couldn't help but pull her along. "Lin Xiwei, I'm talking to you!"

This pull aggravated Lin Xiwei's back injury, causing her face to tighten and her expression to turn around with a cold and gloomy look.

Zhong Yurou knew she was injured, and seeing her expression, she was startled.

"Zhong Yurou, you came back to him because you were after his money, didn't you? Now that he's broke, why are you still clinging to him? Have you really fallen in love with him again?"

Lin Xiwei's words were laced with sarcasm.

Zhong Yurou pursed her lips and shamelessly said, "He has nothing left now. If even I abandon him, how can he go on living? I'm not like you, heartless and ruthless, not caring about his life or death at all."

"Tsk tsk, if I hadn't known you for so many years, I would have actually believed you."

Lin Xiwei bluntly exposed her, "You must not have found a better one yet, otherwise you would care about his life or death even more than I do."

"you--"

"Ms. Lin, the real estate agent is here." Just as Zhong Yurou broke down in her guard, Fangfang came over and politely reminded her.

Lin Xiwei turned her head and saw two real estate agents about to enter the house.

But Su Daqiang was faster than her.

He quickly stopped the two real estate agents and berated them, saying, "Get out! We're not selling houses! Get out now!"

The bodyguards could stop the Su family father and daughter from entering, but they couldn't shut them up.

The father and daughter launched into a tirade of abuse at the real estate agent.

Lin Xiwei walked to the door and greeted them, "Come in, I'm the owner of this house."

"Lin Xiwei! If you dare sell the house today, I'll die right here! I'll turn your house into a haunted house, and see who dares to buy it then!"

Su Daqiang suddenly roared and produced a fruit knife from who-knows-where.

The scene instantly terrified everyone.

Lin Xiwei then realized that he had come prepared and clearly intended to take over the house.

The agent, not wanting to cause trouble, quickly asked, "What's going on here? Why did you send us here if we hadn't agreed on whether to sell or not?"

Lin Xiwei looked at the fruit knife in Su Daqiang's hand and didn't dare to confront him directly.

As the saying goes, those who have nothing to lose are not afraid of those who have something to lose.

With Su Yunfan gone, the foundation of the Su family is gone, and Su Daqiang is now capable of anything.

Fangfang stepped forward and whispered, "Why don't we call the police and let them handle it?"

Lin Xiwei nodded; that was the only option.

She immediately dialed 110.

"Calling the police won't do you any good. Unless I die today, no one will sell my son's house!"

Su Daqiang gripped the fruit knife tightly against his neck, shouting with a flushed face.

Suddenly, a clear, authoritative voice rang out from the noisy corridor—

"Even if you die, you can't protect your son's property."

Everyone was startled and looked toward the source of the sound.

The elevator doors opened, and Qin Jiamo stepped out.

Han Rui was with him, and behind him were several men in black, all of them tall and burly.

Lin Xiwei looked at the man with a powerful aura and a cold expression. It was as if he had his own background music when he appeared. She immediately felt relieved, even more so than when she saw the police arrive.