The Lin Family's pastries are sold far and wide, bringing great joy to the elderly folks who manage to get their hands on them.
Every event seemed to propel the reputation of the Lin family further forward.
"Zhicai, are you home?" Ms. Yan returned home to find her second son already in bed. "Where's your father?"
"I'm home." Just as he was saying that, Mr. Ma stepped in and anxiously asked Zhicai, "So, what did the Prince say?"
"Say what?" Zhicai was livid, "We didn't even get to talk. Who knew that old bastard from the Lin family would be sitting with the Prince, and that despicable Lin Ziyin clinging to the Prince relentlessly."
Thinking of Si Jinhan's malicious eyes, Zhicai belatedly recalled Si's words—what did he mean by 'see you off'? Where was he supposed to see him off to?
He felt a chill run down his spine!