After Going Viral on a Dating Show, I'm Pampered by All-Chapter 235: The Young Girl Who Rose to the Top by Her Looks Despises Him?

Chapter 235: Chapter 235: The Young Girl Who Rose to the Top by Her Looks Despises Him?

"In the future, don’t bother cooking specially for them; just order some takeout," Lin Weichen no longer felt any goodwill toward his uncle, who wasn’t exactly a good man.

"It’s alright, it’s alright. It just so happens you all came, which means it’s fate that I cooked so you could have a good meal," Grandma Lin said with a face full of gentle smiles.

"Fine," Lin Weichen didn’t bring it up again, knowing that Grandma Lin tended to have a soft spot for his uncle’s family.

Sang Qiao also stayed quiet, not meddling in other people’s family affairs; she had eaten her fill during the meal.

Lin Weichen voluntarily took all the bowls and chopsticks to the kitchen to wash them up, while Sang Qiao, who had intended to help, was stopped by Grandma Lin from going.

So, Sang Qiao started to help Grandma Lin download some of the TV dramas featuring Lin Weichen on her phone.

The bullet comments were initially turned on, with many bad-mouthing Lin Weichen. She quickly turned them off with adroit hands, "Grandma, just wait, Weichen will appear soon."

"Ah, alright," Grandma Lin took the phone, turned up the volume, and squinted at the screen.

To the elderly lady, these ancient fantasy dramas were completely baffling; she was simply watching for her grandson’s brilliant performance. However, when the plot reached a point where her grandson was to be whipped for stealing the Divine Pill,

Grandma Lin’s smile instantly vanished, "But my Chenchen didn’t steal it, oh! It was that big-nostriled bull with a nose ring who stole it. Why are they whipping Chenchen?"

Sang Qiao stifled a laugh and explained, "Grandma, this is filming, it’s required by the script. The whipping is fake; look how much pain Weichen appears to be in now, but he wasn’t actually hit, and that’s not blood on his body, it’s just paint."

"Oh, I see. That bullhead really is a baddie!" Grandma Lin finally relaxed and started watching with relish before pointing at a line of text below.

"Are these white words what they’re saying? Or is it some kind of description?"

"It’s what they’re saying." Sang Qiao suddenly had a hunch; could it be that Grandma Lin couldn’t read?

"Ah, I see. I can only listen to the voices; I can’t understand the words. We were poor when I was young and I never went to school," Grandma Lin said with an embarrassed smile on her face.

"It’s okay, listening works just as well," Sang Qiao assured her.

"Yes, my Chenchen is truly remarkable," Grandma Lin praised, feeling pure pride for her grandson.

While the two were engrossed in watching, the door was suddenly kicked open. Grandma Lin looked up to see a familiar face and put down her phone to look toward the door.

"Gou Dan, what are you doing here? Didn’t you say you weren’t coming back today?"

"Mind your own business. Why didn’t you send me the money I asked for? Now that Lin Weichen is such a big star, that little bit of money is just the cost of a meal to him, isn’t it?"

Lin Gou Dan asked angrily; today, in front of his friends, he had been utterly humiliated because he couldn’t pay!

"What meal are you talking about? Chenchen’s career has just started, and he can’t just fork out such a large sum all at once. If you’re not doing well outside, then just stop. I can ask someone to find you a job; you can just come home to eat every day,"

Grandma Lin’s tone carried a hint of helplessness. This son of hers had never been up to much, still a bachelor at his age, constantly harping on about money from home.

Before, a few hundred or a thousand yuan she could manage to scrape together for him, but now he was asking for tens of thousands, and she didn’t have that kind of money.

Now Chenchen was acting and while he was earning money, it didn’t just grow on trees; thus, she’d never broached this topic with him.

"I’m not going to work, what good job can you find for me? Just give me the money. My friend and I are doing really well, but we just need to borrow some cash to get started."

Lin Gou Dan reached out impatiently to the old lady, unaware that mingling with those high society guys was not something this old hag could understand.

All she talks about is going to work. Can the meager salary from a job ever compare to the rewards from one contract with the rich kids?

"You’ve asked this house for money so many times..." Grandma Lin looked troubled, not daring to say outright they couldn’t earn much back, afraid of hurting her son’s pride.

"This is just the final phase of the project, right? Hurry up and give it to me." Lin Gou Dan was extremely impatient.

His eyes then shifted, only just noticing there was a beautiful woman standing beside them. His face changed instantly, and he smiled in a greasy manner, "Oh, Mom, who’s this behind you?"

"That’s Chenchen’s boss. Greet the lady," Grandma Lin reluctantly introduced them.

Lin Gou Dan’s smile became even sleazier, intrigued that his nephew’s boss was such a young and pretty girl. Everyone knows what a young woman has to do to rise to such a position.

"Chenchen’s boss, hello, my name is Lin Gou Dan. Let’s get to know each other. Who knows, we might even work with your company in the future. By then, I’ll have your boss arrange for you to liaise with me."

Lin Gou Dan raised his eyebrows at her, flaunting a smile he thought was unbeatably charming.

What was meant to be a smile barely appeared as one; instead, his yellowish teeth, stained from years of smoking, looked filthy.

Sang Qiao’s delicate brows furrowed slightly, she acknowledged him with a distant and indifferent nod.

His arrogant, contemptuous demeanor irked Lin Gou Dan. What right did a woman who climbed up the ladder with her looks have to look down on him?

"Aren’t you even going to introduce yourself, Miss? Isn’t that rather rude? Did you get to your current position because your direct superior is a man?"

"Gou Dan! What nonsense are you spouting? If you ever want money again, you better apologize to her this instant." Grandma Lin quickly tugged at her son’s sleeve, visibly upset.

Hearing money mentioned, Lin Gou Dan reluctantly conceded, "I’m sorry. My bad."

"It’s okay." I don’t accept your apology. Sang Qiao didn’t voice the latter part, solely out of consideration for Grandma Lin, not wanting her to worry Sang Qiao would hold a grudge against Lin Weichen because of Lin Gou Dan’s behavior.

At that moment, Lin Weichen emerged from the kitchen and couldn’t help frowning at the scene in the living room.

Seeing Lin Weichen, Lin Gou Dan pounced like a dog spotting a bone, "Weichen, you’re at home too? Hey, can you lend me twenty thousand yuan? I’m in the middle of a business deal; I urgently need it and will pay you back once I’ve made the money."

"I don’t have money." Lin Weichen did have some, but lending to his uncle often meant never seeing the money again.

Grandma Lin was getting older by the day, and they didn’t have much in terms of property to sell; he needed to save for emergencies.

He didn’t want to relive the experience of having to sell himself to a former company over a ten thousand yuan medical bill.

"Stop lying, with all those TV shows you shoot, how could you not have any money? We’re family; you’re being too standoffish!"

Lin Gou Dan immediately felt disgruntled, sensing that Lin Weichen, now successful, didn’t recognize him as an uncle anymore. freēwēbηovel.c૦m

"I really don’t have it. If you don’t believe me, so be it," Lin Weichen said, unfazed.

Lin Gou Dan then turned his attention to Sang Qiao, "Fine, if you don’t have it, your boss must have some, right? She’s right here. Weichen, since your artist has made so much money for you, surely lending twenty thousand yuan in a pinch shouldn’t be a problem, right?"