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“Bingbing, have you lost your mind? Hurry up and apologize to Master Zhao,” Mother Lin said anxiously, pulling her daughter closer.
“Mom, you can’t make this decision. Just return the betrothal gifts,” Lin Bingbing replied sternly.
“How can we return the money? Your brother lost all thirty million during his last trip to Aodao, and he still owes another fifty million,” Mother Lin whispered, her voice lacking confidence. She felt a pang of guilt towards her daughter and couldn’t bring herself to meet her gaze.
“What?” Lin Bingbing’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Mom, why didn’t you tell me sooner?”
“I thought that once you married the Shi Family Second Young Master, we could borrow some money from the Shi family to pay off your brother's debts. Bingbing, you can’t be willful; you should go ahead and marry the Shi Family Second Young Master,” Mother Lin said in a hushed tone.
However, even in a low voice, the Shi family members nearby could hear her.
Upon hearing Mother Lin’s words, the expressions of the Shi family shifted from cold to amused. As a prominent family and a Martial Arts Family at that, they had always looked down on celebrities from the entertainment industry. If it were the Shi Family Young Master or Shi Ning getting married, they would never consider someone from showbiz as a partner. As for the Shi Family Second Young Master, they had long given up on him; if he wanted to marry a celebrity, so be it—after all, he wouldn’t inherit the family legacy or martial arts anyway.
Lin Bingbing was caught off guard by her family's predicament. She only had a few thousand dollars for living expenses; over the past two years of filming, she hadn’t taken any money—even when Director Zhang offered it to her. Now she found out that her brother was such a spendthrift.
“Lin Qi, I don’t care about you anymore. You need to deal with your own debts. As for losing thirty million of the Shi family's money, I won’t hold you accountable for that either. How about this: Master Zhao, my family has another villa worth around thirty to forty million. I’ll give that to you so we’re even,” Lin Bingbing said, glaring at her useless brother in frustration before turning to Shi Shengguang with seriousness.
“Bingbing, how can that be? If you give the villa to Master Zhao, where will our family live?” Mother Lin exclaimed anxiously.
“We can move back to our old house; what else can we do?” Lin Bingbing replied dismissively. She was fed up with her family's exploitation and needed to be resolute.
“How can we live in the old house? It’s so small,” Mother Lin frowned immediately. Transitioning from luxury to frugality was difficult; Lin Bingbing's family used to be an average urban household with a four-bedroom apartment of over one hundred square meters in Yulu City—not small by any means but certainly cramped compared to their accustomed lifestyle in a large villa.
“We lived just fine there before; why can’t we do it again? I’ll move out; it’ll be enough space for you,” Lin Bingbing said coldly.
No one expected that a big star like Lin Bingbing would have such a dramatic family situation, and it seemed her relationship with her family was quite strained.
Shi Shengguang frowned; tonight was supposed to be a joyous occasion, but it had turned into chaos that left him feeling humiliated. His expression darkened further.
“Enough! You can discuss your family matters later. Since you’re here tonight, there’s no choice—you must get engaged to my son. Miss Lin, my patience is limited; don’t test it with your stubbornness,” Shi Shengguang said in a deep voice, his tone filled with authority befitting someone who had long held power.
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