LOT – Chapter 223 The Drunkard’s Intent Lies Not in the Wine

Wei Zheng’an looked at the two people not far away, then glanced at Lin Mo, whose face was full of anger, and asked with a puzzled expression, “I think this guy isn’t bad at all. Sure, he’s a bit tanned, but there’s nothing wrong with a man being a little darker, right?”

“And it seems your sister is quite satisfied with him too.”

Lin Mo: “Satisfied? What satisfaction! This guy is just scheming! You don’t know how awful he was when he was little. Back then, I had him secretly take me out to play. He said yes over and over. I finally climbed up the wall to jump down so he could catch me, and the moment my sister called him, he ran off like a dog, leaving me hanging on the wall all afternoon!”

The more Lin Mo thought about it, the angrier she got. Bai Xiao was holding back laughter so hard that tears were threatening to come out.

Wei Zheng’an and Qin Zheng had now begun to understand a bit. This young master had grown up with them as childhood friends.

Wouldn’t that be even better? They knew each other from the beginning, and their feelings had been cultivated since childhood—perfect.

Lin Mo’s voice, raised in secret because of her anger, was loud enough that Lin Ran and Ji Qianhua nearby could hear everything clearly.

Ji Qianhua touched his nose, feeling a bit reluctant to meet Lin Ran’s gaze.

The Lin siblings truly adored Lin Mo from the bottom of their hearts. Although he later went and rescued that little chubby boy, even bribing him with candy so he wouldn’t reveal the incident, he remained nervous for half a month.

Only after confirming that the little chubby boy hadn’t said anything did he relax. Now, after so many years, the grown-up “little chubby” was finally bringing it up.

Lin Mo: “Xiao Bai, you better check thoroughly. I refuse to believe this guy has no dark spots from childhood. He hasn’t done anything messy while fighting on the battlefield, right?”

Ji Qianhua lifted his head, confident in himself. He was famously uninterested in women.

Although some women had tried to approach him, he had refused every single one.

He had observed the Lin family’s interactions since childhood and knew precisely what they could not accept. If he got involved with a woman, his chances with Lin Ran would be completely gone.

Wei Zheng’an and the naïve beauty were also curious. They knew a little about this undefeated young general—the only adopted son of the Zhen Nan Wang, a natural genius at war.

It was almost certain that he would inherit Zhen Nan Wang’s title in the future.

Bai Xiao carefully looked into Ji Qianhua’s past and recounted everything from his childhood to now.

“Mo Mo, I’ll tell you all the outrageous things he did as a child. When Ji Qianhua was five, he peed in his adoptive father, Zhen Nan Wang’s wine bottle and got beaten badly and hung from a tree. At six, he got bitten by a dog and bit it back.”

“At eight, he stole your sister’s purse and blamed you for it. At ten, he wet the bed and switched the sheets onto your bed.”

Lin Mo: …This bastard! If I catch him alone, I’ll…

She realized that if she had wet the bed after age six, it must have been because of this rascal!

Zhen Nan Wang and her father were close friends, but as a grown man, he wasn’t great at raising children. So Ji Qianhua often stayed at their house as a child.

Wei Zheng’an and the naïve beauty were almost laughing themselves silly. So even Little Lin Mo had been tricked by someone before. One had to admit, General Ji had guts to dare propose to the young lady.

It was uncertain whether this clever younger sister-in-law could handle him.

Ji Qianhua’s face was nearly buried in his bowl. How did his childhood deeds get dug up?

Lin Ran looked at this little dark ball in front of him, not knowing what to say. She had truly thought her purse was taken by her little sister to play with.

Bai Xiao continued: “At thirteen, he realized he liked your sister. Knowing he couldn’t act on it, he went out with Zhen Nan Wang to gain experience and later joined the battlefield.”

“Overall, he’s a good guy, just a bit mischievous toward his little sister-in-law.”

Lin Mo immediately exploded: “Good? What’s good about him! He’s dishonest! He wet the bed after he was ten—what if he wets the bed while sleeping next to my sister in the future!”

Everyone: …

Ji Qianhua and Lin Ran: …

Little ancestor, isn’t this a bit too early and excessive to be thinking about?

Still, her words painted such a vivid image in everyone’s minds that Lin Ran almost couldn’t suppress a smile.

Ji Qianhua whispered, “Don’t listen to that little girl. I haven’t wet the bed since that one time.”

Lin Mo didn’t care whether her brother-in-law was suitable. Her beautiful, enchanting sister couldn’t be married off so easily. She had to thoroughly test this man.

The young man had been lying in ambush for half an hour and only left when he became unbearably hungry.

On the way home, Lin Mo continued her constant complaints.

“I told you, his being so nice to my brother as a kid was a case of the drunkard’s intent lying not in the wine. He clung to my brother every day, and I thought he liked my brother because, well, my brother is so handsome. But it turns out, he liked my sister!”

Bai Xiao: …You really overthink things.

Wei Zheng’an and the naïve beauty didn’t know what to say. Though Lin Hanlin was incredibly handsome and comparable to the young lady, Lin Mo was imagining way too much.

Lin Mo: “You don’t know how attentive he was to my brother. Always asking him about poetry, always wanting to go out to play. Now I understand why he clung to my brother—because my sister was always in the study reading and writing. That guy is way too scheming!”

Bai Xiao nodded in agreement: “Indeed, very scheming. A scheming guy!”

After returning home, Lin Mo couldn’t hold back. At dinner that night, she didn’t stop complaining.

Lin Shangshu and Madam Lin were calm. They had long known the two children might develop feelings for each other, and Ji Qianhua was indeed a good match.

After their daughter married him, there would be no mother-in-law or sister-in-law conflicts, and they had raised him themselves—reliable in character.

Lin Qi began to ponder. So that kid always clung to him as a child because he had his eyes on his sister.

That night, Lin Mo kept thinking about it in bed, dreaming of Ji Qianhua’s smug expression.

“You damn bastard! Give my sister back!”

Xiao Bai, who woke her up: …