Recognized by My Ex After Being Reborn-Chapter 502 Tonight, I’ll just put up with it for now.

"Could it be that with her dad’s position, this matter will end up being brushed under the rug?" Zhong Yide asked.

Shi Lan shook her head and said, "That’s exactly why I called the police officer who hates evil as if it were his enemy, asking him to pay special attention to this case. If Lian Yinseng dares to make a rash move, he’ll have fallen right into a trap."

"This father and daughter are simply insane," the old man Zhong said. "Is there anything we need to do?"

"You and grandma will each record a video to clear Mrs. Chen’s name tomorrow," she said.

She had given Lian Qingyi one day and, moreover, was waiting for Lian Yinseng to take the bait.

"Alright, I know you want to root out the Lian Yinseng family in one go. I’ll just have to endure it for tonight," he said.

Mrs. Chen only came around in the middle of the night.

The whole family had been at her bedside, and it was only when she opened her eyes that they finally breathed a sigh of relief.

And then they all went into comfort mode.

Having lived a life of kindness, the old lady never expected to suffer such indignities in her later years. She shed silent tears and it took a good while of coaxing from old Mr. Zhong before she reluctantly stopped crying.

Shi Lan silently left the old lady’s room. As she turned around, she ran into Yan Shixiu, who had come to take her home.

The couple walked leisurely in the courtyard. It was cold, but it was also enough to clear one’s mind.

"Why don’t you talk?" Yan Shixiu asked as he wrapped his arm around Shi Lan’s shoulder.

Shi Lan wrapped herself in her cotton coat and took a few steps forward before saying, "I’m pondering what kind of mindset a person like Lian Qingyi has. Even I, as a young lady, never went so far as to rank people into classes; what does she think she is?"

"Then why didn’t you rank them?" Yan Shixiu asked her with a smile, "I’ve given some thought to the people around you as well, and there are hardly any positive role models. How come you didn’t end up twisted?"

"I was twisted. Before you came along, you have no idea how carefree I was, taking delight in bullying others every day, just enjoying seeing people unhappy," Shi Lan huffed.

"Someone must have influenced you, it’s just that you haven’t realized it."

"If there had to be someone, it would be my grandmother who hanged herself," Shi Lan said. "You see, good people really don’t live long."

When they reached the door of their own house, Yan Shixiu stepped ahead of Shi Lan, came around in front of her, and said, "I don’t care about others, I only care that we have a clear conscience. Everyone has an end in life, and I’ll strive for a good outcome with you."

"It’s hard not to be influenced by you when I’m by your side," Shi Lan said irritably. "Yan, in this cold weather, can we go home first before we talk?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Shixiu swooped her up horizontally and headed for the living room, "Usually, you don’t look thin in the face, but that day when I saw you dancing on stage, I realized you really have gotten lighter recently."

"I don’t have much of an appetite in winter."

"Then... shall I feed you?" Yan Shixiu said. "Let’s have a meal now and make up for it."

...

On the other side, Lian Yinseng had just returned home from social engagements and could sense some tension in the air.

It was one thing for his wife to serve him tea and water, but what was more unusual was his daughter, who was normally unseen, standing obediently in the living room, as if ready for him to reprimand her.

"What is it? What trouble have you caused now?" Lian Yinseng asked as he handed his briefcase to his wife.

"Dad..." Lian Qingyi called out, then glanced fearfully at her mother.

His wife gestured for her to speak quickly, recognizing that the longer the delay, the harder the situation would be to control.

"It’s just..."

"Just that your daughter, feeling that you seemed suppressed these past few days, wanted to vent for you but ended up doing bad with good intentions," his wife interrupted.

She used a light tone to lower Lian Yinseng’s guard and create the illusion that the matter wasn’t serious.

"Speak," Lian Yinseng said, sitting down on the couch, prepared to listen.

"I... I posted something online, and then..." Lian Qingyi, terrified of Lian Yinseng, spoke in the smallest voice possible, casting the most despicable enemies and shifting all the blame onto Mrs. Chen and the person who had fought back.

She had done nothing wrong, she was just trying to stand up for her father.

After listening, Lian Yinseng’s face was unreadable; he simply asked Lian Qingyi to show him the posts she had made.

Lian Qingyi, trembling, showed him the posts, and also showed him Shi Lan’s post.

"Dad, you see, I was just complaining a few words... I really..."

However, before Lian Qingyi could finish, Lian Yinseng’s slap had already swung over, sending Lian Qingyi sprawling to the ground.

Lian Qingyi hit the edge of the coffee table in pain and rolled over to her father’s feet.

"Do you think my life is too easy? Always causing trouble for me, do you know I’m being closely watched all the time, I can hardly breathe, can you give me one day of peace?"

"Your daughter is also trying to help you!" his wife exclaimed.

"Help me? Help me air all our dirty laundry?" Lian Yinseng said sarcastically with a laugh. "Now the entire internet knows about it, that my daughter Lian has gone out and spread these scandals, and I’m being constantly questioned. Where do you think I can put my face?"

"Dad... help me, just this once, the very last time."

"Get out!" Lian Yinseng pointed to the door and said.

"Face, face, everything is for the sake of face!" his wife defended their daughter. "It’s no use blaming her now. The urgent matter is to resolve this issue, otherwise, a bunch of people will keep circling around your daughter."

Lian Yinseng was so angry he smashed the tablet in his hand, but at least he understood the severity of the situation.

"I’m going out to make a phone call. You kneel here until I say otherwise. You’re not allowed to get up tonight without my order," he instructed.

The plan for now was to find someone to delete the posts and to keep the peace.

He couldn’t control that old woman who clung to a rich patron, but he couldn’t let the Lian Family be shamed.