202: Chapter 202 The Lin Family in Chaos, Lambs to the Slaughter

The provincial capital, the Lin Family Mid-Hill Manor.

A black Hongqi sedan slowly drove through the carved wrought-iron gates and stopped in front of the main building's steps.

As soon as the car door opened, a heavy and oppressive atmosphere rushed over. There were no servants bustling about the manor as usual; only a few grim-faced core relatives of the Lin family stood at the entrance of the hall.

Just as Lin Xiaocao stepped out of the car, a middle-aged woman wearing a patterned cheongsam with high cheekbones rushed down the steps in high heels.

Eldest Aunt, Sun Qin.

"You jinx, you actually dared to come back!" Sun Qin's eyebrows shot up as she reached out to grab Lin Xiaocao's wrist. "You've been wild outside for so long, you've completely disgraced the Lin family! If it weren't for you running away from the wedding, would the Zhou Family have cut off our funding? Would your grandfather have been driven to a literal heart attack?"

Sun Qin's fingers, painted with bright red nail polish, clawed at Lin Xiaocao like an eagle's talons.

Half a year ago, Lin Xiaocao would have only shrunk her shoulders in fear, letting the other party pull and hit her.

But now.

"Slap!"

A crisp slap echoed across the steps.

Sun Qin's head snapped to the side, and five bright red finger marks instantly appeared on half of her face. She clutched her face, her eyes widening in disbelief.

The other Lin family relatives at the hall entrance were also stunned.

Lin Xiaocao withdrew her hand. She was still wearing that cheap old tracksuit, but her posture as she stood there was like an unsheathed dagger.

Influenced by Wang Fugui's extreme masculine hormones and the complete release of that night, the confidence of a wealthy family's daughter in her bones was fully awakened, even picking up a bit of that man's sharpness and wildness.

"Aunt, watch your mouth." Lin Xiaocao's cold gaze swept over the crowd on the steps. "I came back to trade my life for Grandfather's life, and for the Lin family's survival. Right now, you all depend on me to support you."

Sun Qin opened her mouth, but her usually sharp and mean voice seemed to be stuffed with a rag; she couldn't squeeze out a single word. She was actually intimidated by this niece who had always been weak.

The hall was deathly silent.

At the same time.

The Provincial First People's Hospital, outside the top-floor Intensive Care Unit.

The eldest uncle of the Lin family, Lin Taishan, held his phone, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

"Chairman Zhou, she's been picked up and will be sent over immediately..." Lin Taishan bowed his waist, maintaining an extremely humble posture even over the phone.

On the other end of the phone, Zhou Boxiong's voice was as cold as ice: "My son has three broken ribs and is still lying in bed. If your niece comes over clean, this matter is settled. Remember, wash her well and put on the wedding dress I sent. If I don't see her in an hour, the old man Lin's ventilator will be pulled immediately. All eight of the Lin family's projects in the provincial capital will be liquidated tomorrow."

Beep, beep.

The call ended.

Lin Taishan's legs went weak, and he barely managed to stand by leaning against the wall. He gritted his teeth and dialed the head of the manor's security.

"Take the young lady to the dressing room! Use whatever means necessary, she must wear the clothes sent by the Zhou Family!"

Lin Family Manor.

Two burly female bodyguards walked expressionlessly to either side of Lin Xiaocao.

"Miss, please."

Lin Xiaocao didn't struggle and walked straight to the dressing room on the second floor.

Pushing open the door, several makeup artists had been waiting for a long time. In the center of the room, a white wedding dress hung on a rack.

The moment Lin Xiaocao saw the wedding dress clearly, her pupils suddenly constricted.

It couldn't even be called a wedding dress.

There was very little fabric, with large areas of lace-cutouts, even carrying strong suggestive and humiliating undertones. It didn't look like they were marrying a bride, but rather packaging a toy to be given to a powerful person.

"Miss, apologies." The female bodyguard took a step forward.

Lin Xiaocao stared intently at the wedding dress, her nails digging deep into her palms.

Humiliation and anger churned in her chest.

But she closed her eyes. In her mind, the narrow but warm night market from last night flashed by.

Wang Fugui was smiling foolishly, holding an incredibly tacky floral dress, bargaining with a stall owner.

"I think Little Grass looks good in this." The man's voice still echoed in her ears.

A trace of mournful warmth flashed in Lin Xiaocao's eyes.

She loosened her clenched fists and said in a calm voice without a hint of emotion: "No need for you to do anything, I'll change myself."

Half an hour later.

A deafening roar of engines came from outside the manor gates.

No flowers, no festive decorations.

Over a dozen entirely black bulletproof SUVs formed a long line, directly blocking the manor's gates.

The car doors swung open in unison, and dozens of Zhou Family private soldiers wearing black tactical vests and carrying live ammunition jumped out, quickly taking control of all high points and entrances of the manor.

A cold, murderous aura enveloped the entire Lin family. This display wasn't for a wedding at all, but for escorting a major criminal.

The Zhou Family's head butler, Zhou Hai, walked into the hall with his hands behind his back.

He looked around at the silent, trembling Lin family members, sneered, pulled a check from his pocket, and tossed it lightly onto the coffee table.

"Twenty million. This is the blood money to buy out the eldest young lady of your Lin family." Zhou Hai彈了彈衣角, "From now on, whether she lives or dies, whether she's a dog or a person of the Zhou Family, she has nothing to do with your Lin family anymore."

Sun Qin looked at the check on the table and swallowed hard, not even daring to breathe loudly.

The sound of high heels came from the stairs.

Under the "escort" of two female bodyguards, Lin Xiaocao slowly walked down the stairs.

The humiliating wedding dress she wore couldn't hide her extremely cold and elegant temperament. Her exquisite figure, which had been hidden for a long time by chest binders, was now fully visible.

The breathing in the hall suddenly grew heavier.

Lin Xiaocao didn't look at the check, nor did she look at any of the Lin family members in the hall.

She held her head high like a proud swan, passed Zhou Hai, and walked straight toward the largest bulletproof vehicle outside.

She pulled open the car door and sat in the enclosed back seat.

The car door closed, cutting off all outside sounds.

Lin Xiaocao curled up in the leather seat, hugged her knees, and buried her head deep inside.

The convoy started and drove away from the manor.

She silently recited in despair.

Brother Fugui. The waters in the provincial capital are too deep.

The Zhou Family has people and power.

Please, please don't come.

At the same time.

On the national highway only thirty kilometers away from the provincial capital.

The black land rover range rover was like a fired cannonball, speeding in the passing lane.

The needle on the dashboard was pinned at 180.

The heat inside the car was still intense. The solid steel pipe in Wang Fugui's hand already had several deep finger indentations from his grip.

"Something's wrong ahead!"

In the driver's seat, Scorpion suddenly shouted and slammed on the brakes.

"Screech—!"

The tires dragged long black marks on the asphalt road, and amidst the piercing sound of friction, the land rover range rover jolted violently to a stop.

Ahead.

The originally wide four-lane national highway was completely blocked off.

Five heavy dump trucks were parked bumper to bumper across the middle of the road, like an insurmountable steel wall.