On the twenty-eighth of the twelfth lunar month in the afternoon, Lu Jiaguang came to discuss something with her, "Xinxin, Third Uncle wants to come over and spend the New Year with us."
Given his temperament, after all that had happened, he was not inclined to be the mediator. But ever since he learned someone had been scheming against Lu Jiaxin behind the scenes, he changed his mind. His influence was still too minor; his sister still needed to reconcile with Third Uncle.
Lu Jiaxin flatly refused.
Lu Jiaguang knew she had grown cold-hearted, something he could understand, but some things couldn't be handled willfully: "Jiaxin, you need dad's help to find a school for your repeat year next year. For job assignments and difficulties at work, he'll need to support you. If someone bullies you, he'll need to protect you."
Lu Jiaxin retorted, "Him, protect me? All my suffering and difficulty were brought by him."
