Reborn as a Rich Woman in the Eighties
Chapter 482 - 481: Uncle-in-law! What do you mean?

Chapter 482: Chapter 481: Uncle-in-law! What do you mean?

Lin Xia returned after finishing her business and saw Song Yinran in the clothing store as soon as she entered.

She hesitated for a moment, thinking that he wasn’t supposed to be there at that time.

Suppressing the surprise in her heart, Lin Xia greeted with a smile, "Uncle-in-law!"

Song Yinran nodded gently, "Back already!"

Luo Xinyan took out today’s earnings from the paper box on the cutting board, "Lin Xia! For you!"

Lin Xia directly accepted and said with a beaming smile, "Aunt Luo! You’ve worked hard!"

Ever since that little misunderstanding the other day, as long as Luo Xinyan and Song Yinran were present, Lin Xia dared not call her ’aunt’ again.

After all, it was very easy for others to misunderstand, and that would be awkward.

Luo Xinyan quickly donned her hat, gloves, and scarf, fully equipping herself, and while doing so, she said, "What hard work! I’ll take my leave first then!"

Lin Xia saw Luo Xinyan out of the store, "Aunt Luo! The road’s quite slippery! Take it slow on your bike!"

"Got it!" Luo Xinyan waved her hand and rode away on her bike.

Lin Xia watched as she rode further away, then turned back to the door, pulling it open to enter the store.

Wang Lan from the opposite side suddenly opened her door and called out, "Lin Xia! Wait a minute!"

Lin Xia casually closed the door again and looked towards her, "What’s the matter, Auntie?"

Wang Lan quickly approached, "Isn’t it a matter? And a good one too! It’s quite cold, let’s talk inside!"

"Ah! Alright then!" Lin Xia couldn’t guess what kind of scheme she had up her sleeve.

As Wang Lan followed Lin Xia into the store and saw there were other people inside, she nodded with a smile to Song Yinran.

This man, she knew, was Lin Xia’s uncle-in-law, clearly a wealthy big boss.

Lin Xia, not wanting to waste time, cut straight to the point, "Auntie! What did you want to talk to me about?"

Wang Lan smoothed her bangs and began somewhat awkwardly, "Lin Xia, it’s partly my fault for speaking without thinking! I casually mentioned the other day that your cousin’s mother-in-law is a widow.

Unintentionally I spoke, and someone listened with intent, and someone has asked me to fix up your aunt with a prospective match!

I broached the subject with your aunt today, but she probably feels too unfamiliar with me to open up. So, I thought I’d discuss it with you, to see if there’s an opportunity to ask if she’s interested. They are sincerely interested... it’s that Wang Si from the backyard..."

Lin Xia was utterly dumbfounded and instantly felt both angry and anxious!

She had thought Wang Lan had something important to discuss! And it turned out to be about setting up Luo Xinyan with a match!

No wonder, Luo Xinyan seemed in low spirits when she got back today!

Here she was, coming to help out of good intention, and now such an issue had arisen, what has this turned into?

"The Wang Si you’re talking about, is he the man with the beard?"

At the mention of the bearded man, Song Yinran’s gaze intensified, and a cold light flashed.

Wang Lan, seeing that Lin Xia was upset, hurriedly explained, "Yes, him! Lin Xia, I meant well! I thought to ask..."

Lin Xia’s expression turned even grimmer; set aside everything else, with Wang Si’s dirty and unkept appearance, he was nowhere near a match for Luo Xinyan!

It was like a fresh flower stuck in cow dung!

Lin Xia was upset not only with Wang Lan but also with herself; why did she have to reveal that Luo Xinyan didn’t have a husband, attracting all these troublesome people and events!

She tensed up and said seriously, "There’s no need to ask! It’s definitely not happening!

Even if you mean well matchmaking for someone, you should at least see if the party is a good match, shouldn’t you? Do they even look good together? You really should keep your mouth shut in the future!"

"Look at this! Lin Xia, why are you getting angry? I also..." Wang Lan had always thought that she had a good relationship with Lin Xia; this was like turning pages in a book.

Lin Xia did not indulge her, "How can I not be angry? You’re so eager to snoop around, so I’m telling you! Just look at what you’ve done? Tell Wang Si to extinguish any thoughts he shouldn’t have! Otherwise, don’t blame me for being rude!"

She was truly angry!

Luo Xinyan seemed to her a particularly perfect woman!

She was willing to help out in her store on such a cold day, instead of enjoying a comfortable life.

How could she bear to let Luo Xinyan, who had already struggled for most of her life, be hurt by others because of her?

Feeling a bit guilty and wronged, Wang Lan left.

In the clothing store, only Lin Xia and Song Yinran remained.

Still fuming, Lin Xia glanced at the clock and planned to close up shop and later visit Luo Xinyan’s home to chat so Luo Xinyan wouldn’t keep feeling unhappy.

Song Yinran’s expression was also not good. That man named Wang Si had been in the store that afternoon for tailoring, and now, thinking back, it was no wonder that he had appeared so eager—clearly, he had taken a liking to Luo Xinyan long ago.

He had not been clear about his own feelings for Luo Xinyan.

He thought it must be a mix of sympathy, pity, and curiosity!

But at that moment, he clearly felt a raging fury burning within his chest!

He liked Luo Xinyan!

He did not want other men—especially those unworthy of being seen with her—to entertain the thought of possessing her!

He had met Lu Pengcheng and had even shared meals and drinks with him, so he knew Lu Pengcheng had a wife and children!

Now that he had realized his feelings, he did not want to miss out easily!

Because at his age, one turns his head and a century has passed!

With a decision in his heart, Song Yinran then asked, "Lin Xia! Can you tell me about Luo Xinyan and your father-in-law’s relationship?"

He was eager to know exactly what was between them!

He wanted to understand everything about Luo Xinyan!

"Ah?" Lin Xia was momentarily confused, still caught up in her anger and self-blame when Song Yinran’s question caught her off guard.

How did he know about the relationship between Luo Xinyan and Lu Pengcheng? Yet, it wasn’t hard to guess—Song Yinran was a smart man, and he probably had picked up on their connection.

She cautiously asked, "Uncle! What do you mean?" Why would he ask if he already knew? Could it be what she was thinking?

Song Yinran smiled openly, as he very much needed Lin Xia’s support and help to pursue a relationship with Luo Xinyan.

"I’ve fallen for your aunt! I want to know about her past!"

His answer took Lin Xia by surprise, part distressed, part amused. If he had such intentions, why hadn’t he spoken up before?

Without the incident involving Wang Si, would Song Yinran even be contemplating a step forward?

She teased him, "Uncle! Are you just riled up by what happened?"

Song Yinran nodded with gentle eyes, "You could say that! The incident made it clearer for me to understand my own heart!" Without these events, perhaps he would have needed a long time to figure it out.

He began to analyze himself, "Since Zhiyi’s mother passed away, I haven’t met anyone else who touched my heart. I never thought about remarrying at this age. But after meeting her, it seems like something’s different..."

Lin Xia’s mood lightened, "So, Uncle, you haven’t left because of her..."

They had gathered some pine nuts, which had already been shipped to the south.

In this freezing season, even if they wanted to build factories, it wouldn’t be possible, yet Song Yinran had stayed.

"Yes!" Song Yinran said earnestly to Lin Xia, "Lin Xia! If I pursue her, it might be difficult for her to open up and accept me. How about you play matchmaker again?"

Lin Xia hesitated. She already knew most of Luo Xinyan’s past with Lu Pengcheng;

After so many years, with Luo Yue now over thirty, if Luo Xinyan had wanted to find someone, she would have done so long ago and not waited until now.

But she genuinely thought Song Yinran was a good man. Luo Xinyan had suffered for so long, she also deserved to have her own happiness, even if it was just for ten or twenty years—that would be good too!

Maybe she should give it a try?