Recognized by My Ex After Being Reborn-Chapter 485, who are you showing off your superficial efforts to?

Chapter 485: 485, who are you showing off your superficial efforts to?

A line of people entered the Lian Family’s living room. The elderly Mrs. Lian, accompanied by Yan Shixiu and Shi Lan, took the main seats on the sofa.

Lian Yinseng and Lian Zhongjin sat across from them, their expressions ashen, as if they would pull out a gun at any second.

The younger generation stood behind Lian Yinseng and his group, finding the scene before them unspeakably uncomfortable.

Mrs. Lian was also uncomfortable, but she wanted to completely break the shackles binding the Lian Family.

After everyone took their seats, Mrs. Lian had the wives of the Lian family, along with her, go to the bedroom one more time, taking out everything in the safe.

"You’ve been clamoring now and then about dividing the family property. Now, I’m granting your wish," Mrs. Lian placed all of her lifetime possessions on the mahogany table, "These are all the shops, properties, and jewelry I own. I will have a lawyer value them and then divide them equally among you brothers, considering it repayment for your years of ’care’ for me."

After listening, Lian Yinseng cast his gaze on Yan Shixiu and his wife, showing a sneer.

"My grandson and his wife have stated that they want nothing from the Lian family, you can rest assured," Mrs. Lian probably knew what Lian Yinseng was thinking, so she immediately spoke for the young couple, "After distributing these, I won’t need your support either. I’ll only keep this old house. You can either live here or move out, it doesn’t matter to me—I’m leaving anyway."

"Grandma, why are you doing this so suddenly? Could it be that you’ve been bewitched by outsiders?" Lian Qingyi said to Mrs. Lian, "Our family used to be just fine, ever since..."

"I have already taken out all my possessions, what more do you want?" Mrs. Lian countered.

"Grandma, I didn’t mean that..." Lian Qingyi quickly clarified.

"I simply want to live someplace peaceful. I know even though you haven’t said it out loud, you all don’t want me to favor ’outsiders’. Now that I’ve put everything out there and left it to you, dispersing all my wealth, what more do you want?" Mrs. Lian asked sternly.

"What will outsiders think if they know the Lian family doesn’t support their elderly?"

"That’s your problem," Mrs. Lian stated defiantly, "I don’t want to live with you, that’s my business."

"Grandma, it really hurts us to hear you say that," other younger members of the Lian family said in a low tone.

"If you really had any filial piety, then grant your grandmother this last bit of freedom. I was trapped by your grandfather when I was young, and now I am to be trapped by your uncle in my old age. I’ve had enough of this kind of life. My mind is made up. If you still acknowledge me as your grandmother, then come and visit me during the holidays. Other than that, I have no other expectations."

The daughters-in-law of the Lian family were quite willing.

Mrs. Lian had taken out her belongings, and since they wouldn’t need to support her in the future, there was nothing else for them to worry about. Wasn’t this a cause for universal rejoicing?

But at that moment, Lian Yinseng spoke up, saying, "I disagree. When dad was alive, he made it clear you couldn’t go there."

"I understand," Mrs. Lian also sneered, "The Lian clan just hopes to have the reputation of having a filial son. Keeping your mother confined at home, limiting my freedom, is your way of showing filial piety."

"Of course not!"

"That’s exactly what it is! For the sake of face, you would disregard the life and death of your sister, and even your own mother. Your reputation is more important to you than heaven," Mrs. Lian struck at the heart of Lian Yinseng’s conscience.

"You still hold a grudge over the third child’s issue. Because of her, all of us brothers were nearly unable to get promotions..."

"Your inability to get promotions is your own issue of competency. You blame your sister?" Mrs. Lian laughed sarcastically, voicing the grievance that had been buried in her heart for many years, "It wasn’t enough to drive your sister out of the house, you forbade anyone from offering aid. After you’ve done everything so absolutely, am I not allowed to hold a grudge? In a family of three, two committed suicide. Does your sister not haunt you in your midnight dreams, demanding her life back?"

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Lian Yinseng was left speechless by the old lady’s words.

"All these years, like a devil, you’ve manipulated everything in the Lian Family. Did you ever consider anyone else’s wishes? These younger generations, all brimming with passion and dreams, yet each and every one turned into your puppet. Do you think you’re the King of Heaven?"

"All the family wealth you’ve been coveting is right here. I’m only keeping this old house and my pension card, the rest is for you to deal with as you see fit."

"Stop tying me down, I beg of you."

"Who are you trying to impress with those superficial acts?"

The younger members of the Lian Family felt both heartache and an indescribable discomfort after hearing this.

They knew they were innocent and that their grandmother did not aim to target them.

It’s just that the Lian Family truly was too suffocating.

"Yinsheng, since mom is determined to leave, don’t make things difficult for everyone," Lian’s wife implored, holding onto Lian Yinseng’s arm. "Let’s all clarify the matters that need to be clarified, to avoid any future troubles."

Future troubles?

It’s nothing but the worry about what if the old lady, after she’s gone, decides to come back and holds everyone accountable. How would that be settled?

The old lady understood her meaning and said, "That’s why I am having you sign the documents. Once the old woman steps out of this door, my life and death are in fate’s hands. I will not ask for your support, nor will I make a public scene, leaving without dignity."

"Grandma now has an Asian tycoon grandson to take care of her, naturally we’re no longer needed," Lian Qingyi spoke sourly from amidst the younger relatives.

"The old woman has already found work in your Aunt Chen’s studio. Supporting myself isn’t a problem. If I really were after money, this would be more than enough for ten lifetimes. Qingyi, hearing such sour words from you, do you want to join me in my good fortune?"

"Of course not," Lian Qingyi quickly rebutted. "I’m just worried that grandma, you might be bullied by outsiders in a new place and have nowhere to vent your grievances."

When Lian Qingyi said this, his gaze still remained on Shi Lan.

"I never expected Qingyi to be so concerned about his grandmother. When I was sick, why didn’t I see you coming back to look at me once? Besides, I have eyes. I know very well who treats me kindly and who doesn’t. Speaking of which, every time I was sick in bed, it was the children of the second and fourth old ones who took care of me. Lawyer, for the grandchildren’s share, divide it according to the proportions of two and four," the old lady decided.

After hearing the old lady’s words, Lian Yinseng’s family was livid.

But could they object?

No, because every time the old lady was sick, the children of the eldest family either made excuses or didn’t come home. Isn’t it normal that such behavior leads to this outcome?

"Yes, madam," the lawyer responded while taking notes.

"Since you insist on cutting ties with your own children for the sake of an outsider, I have nothing more to say. But the document cannot be considered finalized just because you say so," Lian Yinseng said, seemingly resigned to his fate.