Lin Zhishui opened his mouth, and He Yan's fingers ran through his slightly damp hair. Because he was answering the phone, He Yan stopped the hair dryer and helped him to dredge the meridians of his hair and head.

The proper massage made Lin Zhishui's tense nerves relax a lot.

Seeing Lin Zhishui's expression suddenly softened, He Yan laughed unconsciously.

Mother Lin sensed that the atmosphere on the other side was not right, but she didn't dare to speak easily.

After so many years of comfortable life, she forgot that Lin's father was actually a cruel person back then, and his gentleness was only because of his youthful beauty.

But now, she is not young anymore.

Even with the presence of Lin Zhijue, he couldn't suppress Father Lin's eager heart.

She took a deep breath, no matter what, Father Lin was much better than that man back then.

"Mom..." Lin Zhishui opened his mouth, but still called out.

Mother Lin on the other end of the phone answered repeatedly.

"Still... haven't slept yet?" She didn't dare to be arrogant this time, after all, the Lin family had to rely on Lin Zhishui's husband.

What she did on the other end was really stupid.

But now, they want to tell others that Lin Zhishui is a child of their Lin family, so they have to refer to He Yan's opinion.

Lin Zhishui's household registration was "sold" to the He family when they got married.

And those who participated in that banquet and had some guesses, also because of He Yan's question, they didn't go deep into what their relationship was.

Lin Zhishui was silent for a while, and did not answer.

"That... Mom just wanted to ask you, how are you doing recently?"

Lin Zhishui pursed his lips, a little angry.

If you really cared about him, why didn't you chase them that day? He will definitely soften his heart.

She didn't know, was it hurtful to refuse to admit her behavior that day?

But now, when the wound bleeds and hurts, it will only become a permanent scar.

He suddenly wanted to know what kind of person his biological father was, who could make his biological mother hate him so much that he didn't want to admit himself.

"I'm fine, thank you." Lin Zhishui was very polite when he spoke, but Lin's mother could hear the alienation.

From childhood to adulthood, Lin Zhishui was a very obedient child. She couldn't remember what he was like when he was a child. It seemed that he was completely different from Lin Zhijue.

Mother Lin smiled awkwardly: "That's good, is Brother He there?"

After she finished speaking, she was afraid that Lin Zhishui would misunderstand her, so she immediately added: "Mom doesn't mean anything else, it's just... that your dad is having some difficulties in business recently..."

Lin Zhishui immediately understood what Lin Mu meant, and he was not a fool.

He raised his eyes and stared at He Yan for a while. From his point of view, He Yan was still very handsome and sexy, and he didn't have the death angle that others said at all.

The other party noticed his gaze and pinched his cheek lightly.

"Didn't you, Brother He, inject a sum of money into our family before? Now that project is put into operation, but the profit has not yet arrived. Your father invested in a new project and is still short of a large sum of money. I want to ask you to congratulate me." Is eldest brother willing to continue injecting funds? After all, he is also our son-in-law..." Lin's mother was talking, and she assumed a superior status.

It was as if she had forgotten that it was she who refused to admit her son.

"Mom!" Lin Zhishui's voice suddenly rose, he sat up, bit his lip and stared, obviously very angry.

"When you asked Brother He to inject funds, did you calculate the profit for him?" Although he doesn't know how to do business, he still understands some things.

Mother Lin was dumbfounded by the question, and faltered and said: "No...no."

That was originally a bargaining chip, why did He Yan have to give profit?

"Since there is no such thing, why should Brother He give you more funds? Brother He is a businessman, not a philanthropist!"

Because that money was the funds they "sold" him to He Yan, right?

He didn't dare to ask, and didn't want to ask.

Some things can be rotten in the heart.

"He... isn't he our son-in-law? My father-in-law is in a bit of trouble... Do me a favor... Big deal, let's count a profit for him..."

"Okay, let's figure it out. He's investment in a project is proportional to the profit. As long as you give him the market price, Brother He may be willing to invest, but is your project worth the price?"

"You kid, what nonsense... Your father's project..." Even if He Yan is given a profit, it is impossible to divide it according to the market ratio. What else does the Lin family earn?

Before she finished speaking, Lin Zhishui interrupted: "There is another question. You refused to recognize me that day, didn't you? Then, why do you say that Brother He is your son-in-law?"

"I'm not your son, so he won't be your son-in-law either. He's just my husband, my Lin Zhishui's husband, not your Lin family's son-in-law. Your Lin family only has Lin Zhijue's son."

"Since I was a child, I have always known that I am not the real son of the Lin family. You told me since I was a child that I am not the Lin family. I was born and raised because I pitied me. If that is the case, mom...why do you ask Brother He to give me a son?" Where are you investing?"

He was a little choked up as he spoke.

But bit her lip, trying desperately not to let the tears fall.

He can't be so vulnerable.

Mother Lin was stunned by what he said, and waited for a long time before she said: "You also know...your father...your father is short of money...mom is also having a hard time..."

Lin Zhishui didn't cry, but Mother Lin did.

He Yan hugged Lin Zhishui's shoulders, and touched his stamina reassuringly.

Lin Zhishui held back for a long time, using all his strength to hold the phone, "Who's better off!"

He seemed to use all his strength to say this sentence. After he finished speaking, his eyes turned red, his body softened, his voice became hoarse, and he fell backwards. Fortunately, someone followed him behind him, and there was a warm embrace to accommodate him.

He went on to say word by word: "Do you still remember, when I was in elementary school, you didn't care about me. I often didn't have enough to eat, and I fainted at school. You asked you to come back to see me, and you scolded me."

"I was bullied by my classmates, and you couldn't help but slap me."

"When I hugged my brother, you pushed me, saying that you were afraid that I would kill him."

"When I went to high school, did you care about my tuition fees? It's not that my family has no money, but I have to rely on myself for everything... When I almost couldn't go to college because I didn't have enough money... Did you... ask me?"

"Mom, you said... am I feeling better?"

"Shui Shui, it's not that Mom doesn't love you...Mom just..." Mother Lin couldn't even lie to herself.

More than not loving him, even hating him.

"Enough, you can contact my company department to talk about investment. If it is worth investing, I will naturally invest. I won't help him block the phone, but I don't want you to disturb his life because of this kind of thing. " He Yan snatched the phone, and hung up after speaking indifferently.

He patted Lin Zhishui's head, his tone gentle and restrained: "Good boy, don't cry."