In the Lin family house.
Old Madam Lin had a pillow on her back as she leaned back comfortably against it. She took a sip from the teacup she held in her hand as she glanced at the young man, who had just come downstairs, from the corners of her eyes. Then, she said, "You can give up now."
Lin Yin's expression was gloomy. His hands that were in his pockets clenched into fists. Then, he said through gritted teeth, "Back then, you were the one who forced me to marry her. Now, you're telling me to give up?"
Old Madam Lin sighed softly. "I know you resent me for breaking you and Bai Qingyu up back then. However, even without Youyou, your parents would never accept Bai Qingyu."
Lin Yin stood in front of Old Madam Lin. He had no intention to give up at all. He said, "Grandma, you and Old Madam Xu have been good friends for decades. Why don't you think of a way?"
Old Madam Lin set the teacup down and shook her head, making her stance clear.
