mtl008 Chapter 466 Eldest Brother's Widow 3
Chapter 466 Eldest Brother's Widow 3
As night deepened, the warm yellow light shone on a small area in front of the French windows, casting a touch of warmth on the lonely woman standing there.
Ling Yi hugged her knees, staring blankly out the window. Her beautiful eyes were lifeless and empty, devoid of even the last trace of sorrow from the funeral, making her look like a delicate doll.
Light footsteps sounded behind her, but did not startle her from her reverie until a coat was draped over her shoulders.
Her statue-like body twitched slightly. She turned to look at the man in his pajamas, and moved her stiff neck slightly as if to nod.
She was still wearing the black dress she had worn during the day, and her hair was disheveled from a long day of running around, with a strand falling onto her neck.
"It's getting late, it's time to rest."
Before appearing here, Yin Xiao had been secretly observing Ling Yi for a long time, and before she was so vulnerable that she was about to cry, he cut off her surging emotions.
The woman paused slightly upon hearing his voice, then lowered her head in a flustered manner as if concealing some emotion: "Thank you."
She seemed unwilling to be in the same room with the man in front of her, and hurriedly got up to leave the man who looked too much like her deceased husband.
As they brushed past each other, the coat draped over their shoulders fell down.
The woman instinctively raised her hand to take it, but her hand just happened to touch the man's.
As if burned, she withdrew her hand, abandoned the coat that had just been draped over her, and left the place.
Once her figure had completely disappeared, Yin Xiao slowly tightened his grip on the soft fabric in his hand.
The moment he touched her, the fibers were tainted with an aura that did not belong to him.
The woman's cool aura seemed to seep into his skin through the fabric, making him feel a burning sensation in the late autumn night.
Taking two steps forward, Yin Xiao sat in the spot where Ling Yi had been sitting, his gaze fixed on the window.
There was only one garden there, which was said to have been planted by Yin Hong for her before their marriage.
What was she thinking as she sat here?
Thinking back on all the good things they had in the past?
Little did she know that the man who had once given her such surprises was now in love with another woman elsewhere and would abandon her without hesitation.
"He lost his chance to embrace you, so it's no big deal for me to take it back." The man's murmurs drifted away into the night, carrying with them his heavy ambition.
Whether you call it love at first sight or lust at first sight, from the very first moment he saw her, Yin Xiao had a strong desire to make her his own.
This desire arose inexplicably, yet it surged forth with overwhelming force and became unstoppable.
He disregarded his identity, ethics, and reason, his mind screaming only for her.
Following one's heart has always been Yin Xiao's style of doing things.
Unfortunately, the person he wanted to be with harbored the shadow of another person in his heart.
Oh, it's the shadow of a dead person.
Since her brother is nominally dead, he should also follow suit in reality, disappearing from this world and from her heart.
Ling Yi...
In the darkness, a man's voice murmured, carrying an inexplicable danger, but it did not reach Ling Yi's ears.
But the message reached Ling Yi's heart.
She was all too familiar with the man's predatory gaze.
Her presence there today was no accident; she simply wanted to catch a fish.
Clearly, there was a foolish fish there that took the bait easily.
idiot.
Indeed, when a man's smaller head controls his larger head, he becomes the biggest fool in the world.
The sadness in her eyes vanished completely, and Ling Yi seamlessly switched to work mode as she entered the room, catching up on the work she hadn't finished during the day.
Perhaps because of their important role at Yin Hong's funeral, the old guys in the company who were itching for trouble quieted down a bit.
But Ling Yi wouldn't underestimate them. She knew those guys were always eyeing her money and her position. Once they were sure she was no longer important to the Yin family and that the Yin family wouldn't stand up for her, they would strike again without hesitation.
What she needs to do now is to delay this opportunity indefinitely, until she has enough power and influence to completely eliminate them.
At that time, the balance of power will be reversed!
In the darkness of night, only the sounds of typing on a keyboard and occasional phone conversations could be heard. As dawn broke, Lingyi finally drifted off to sleep, exhausted.
At seven o'clock, Ling Yi, who had only slept for three hours, was woken up by her alarm clock.
She took a deep breath, went to the bathroom, and put on some light makeup to perfectly present her fatigue without looking disheveled or unpleasant.
She would make good use of her beauty as a weapon against a guy who is lustful at first sight.
I just wonder if the old man in the hospital who wanted her to remain a widow for his dead son would be so angry if he saw this scene.
If he really died, it would be a good thing for her.
The wife who organizes the funeral for her deceased husband and the eldest daughter-in-law who presides over the funeral for her deceased father-in-law have completely different statuses.
I wonder when she will be able to upgrade her status.
Ling Yi smiled slightly at the haggard and tired woman in the mirror. Her eyes drooped slightly, and her expression turned cold. She looked like a grieving widow who had just lost her husband.
Since the old man wasn't home, only the two owners were dining in the restaurant.
One of them, dressed in a suit, was already waiting there.
The other one arrived much later.
She was visibly exhausted, with dark circles under her eyes that she tried to conceal but couldn't quite hide, and faint red blood vessels in her cold, clear eyes.
When she entered the restaurant and saw a familiar face, her expression became slightly dazed, as if she were looking at someone else through him.
Yin Xiao paused slightly, nodded, and said, "Good morning."
Ling Yi turned her head to avoid his gaze and nodded, then said to the maid, "Black coffee, thank you."
Yin Xiao frowned slightly: "You didn't eat much yesterday, so why did you drink something so irritating to your stomach this morning?"
Ling Yi frowned slightly, as if resisting his voice, and did not answer him.
Despite being met with a cold shoulder, Yin Xiao wasn't annoyed. He simply said in a low voice, "Add another cup of hot milk."
When two drinks, one black and one white, were placed in front of her at the same time, Ling Yi frowned even more.
The person opposite her seemed oblivious to her resistance and said in a low voice, "I won't stop you if you want to drink, but you should at least drink something else beforehand, otherwise your body..."
"I don't need your concern!" Finally unable to bear his voice any longer, Ling Yi slammed her hand on the table and broke down in tears.
As soon as she said those words, her expression froze, and she realized just how neurotic her behavior had been; her sharp aura instantly softened.
"Sorry, I overreacted a bit."