Reborn: The Return of the Villainous Mr. Liu-Chapter 1164: To defend

Han Tian and Shui mirrored stupefied expressions.

Does it look like that from Hou Lin’s face?

"Thank God you didn’t get married, Sihan, or your lack of EQ would have made your wife kill you."

"What did I say wrong? Look, he came all the way rushing to the hospital. Even my so-called slowpoke family hasn’t reached yet."

Lin said, "You said they poisoned you."

"Can an old man not joke? Also, who knows if somebody really poisons me in the future? I strike all the wrong chords in people, you know?" he smiled.

Currently, you are striking a wrong chord in the man you want to be your future grandson, Shui thought.

Lin didn’t respond to that, but his unreadable gaze was terrifying.

"Oh so the two criminals have united?" 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

A middle-aged man of around Zhiyuan’s age, entered the ward, making Shui’s brows crinkled.

Zhong Heng smiled. "How is the reunion going, Uncle?"

"Better than I had hoped for anything toward you, my dear nephew."

"Of course you will say that. Only a criminal..." eyed Lin with a narrowed gaze, "can understand another criminal. How can normal people begin to even understand your world?"

"If you count your lineage as normal, then you are just a sad and hopeless existence. Why did you even bother coming here knowing how much we ’love’ each other?"

He smiled. "I don’t care about you, Uncle. The right place for you is still prison. Yet for some reason, you manipulated your way out of it."

He approached Lin by a small step and scanned him from head to toe. "Are you the grandson he keeps talking about?"

"I’m not his grandson," Lin plainly said.

"Not yet, but that’s what your motive is anyway, isn’t it? You figured you landed a big fish in prison so why not get closer to him? And now Uncle is just messing with my family to bring a criminal as his grandson and leave millions of worth of business and estate to him."

Zhong Heng paused and emphasized. "To a criminal. So first you manipulated Uncle and now..." he eyed Shui.

"Somehow Mr. Han Tian and Miss. Han Shui are also standing by your side. Should I say you are quite impressive?"

He squinted at Shui. "You are the one fighting Uncle over the Blooming Art Gallery, isn’t it?"

"So?" She didn’t show any change in her expression.

Zhong Heng took a quiet step closer to her, but a hand appeared before his chest that hovered mid-air. His squinted gaze fell on Lin.

"You can talk from where you stand. It’s indecent to encroach into anybody’s personal space like that, especially a woman’s."

It wasn’t meant to be a threat, yet that was how people generally viewed Lin’s expressionless manner of speaking. Though he wasn’t angry in the slightest, his stone-cold and inscrutable stare would always ring warning alarm bells in their minds. It was unnerving in a very different sense.

"Of course," he smiled, though irked by Lin’s interference. "I was just saying how she is working with the wrong person," he pointed at him and looked at Shui. "You were in his cafe yesterday, correct?"

Han Tian’s gaze turned cold. "If I hear that you have been stalking my granddaughter then forget Sihan, I will become your enemy."

"Relax, Mr. Han. I didn’t stalk your granddaughter. I heard it from my daughter who she happened to help yesterday."

Shui looked puzzled.

"Ru Yi."

Lin stared at Zhong Heng unblinkingly. The woman his brother liked was related to the Zhong family?

Does Cai know this?

"Instead of working with Hou Lin to stop my Uncle, who very clearly won’t give a fuck about any painting, don’t you think you should be working his enemy to look out for your own interests?"

Zhong Sihan sneered. "Wow, manipulating people against me right in front of me. I applaud your confidence to babble your intentions so openly."

"It’s hardly a secret. If Blooming Art Gallery is to be saved, it only makes sense to join hands with the person who has a bone to pick with you, correct?"

"I must say your father has raised you well...for however short an amount of time he was with you."

Zhong Heng clenched his jaw. A tinge of red flushed his eyes and his closed fists trembled. "Don’t speak of my father from your ugly mouth, you murderer. Don’t celebrate your freedom so soon. I will see to it that you get thrown back to the place you belong."

Zhong Sihan simply raised brow.

Shui was taken aback similarly, but she didn’t show her shock. Instead, she smiled. "So Ru Yi is your daughter. In that case, you should be thanking Hou Lin, not me. The man you keep calling a criminal is who kept your daughter’s toxic boyfriend at bay and threw him out of his cafe."

His eyes narrowed.

"If you know the full story, then you must also know how he had tried to follow her and harass her after she left the cafe. Once again, it’s the same criminal you speak of who had the presence of mind to send his brother to look out for her."

Zhong Heng cast an unreadable gaze at Lin.

"You shouldn’t worry about Hou Lin as much as the man your daughter is dating," Shui said wryly. "With his obsessive and quick-tempered personality, the day wouldn’t be that far when Ru Yi could actually get hurt. So if you care about her, you should be judging that boyfriend who could become your son-in-law, not Hou Lin, who could become Mr. Zhong’s grandson."

He stared at Lin.

She then smiled. "And thank you for your offer, but I’m good fighting Mr. Zhong without your help. My art would achieve what your resentment wouldn’t be able to. I’m sure of that."

Zhong Heng held her gaze for a long moment. "Try all you want, but you will regret it. You cannot bend a man like Zhong Sihan with a mere painting."