Chapter 53: Lin Bingwei Finally Meets Her Biological Parents

As the two stepped into the modern, well-decorated hotel, they couldn’t help but hunch their backs, feeling out of place like country bumpkins entering the city.

In contrast, the young woman walking ahead of them seemed completely at ease. She even greeted the receptionist with a smile.

At that moment, Lin Bingwei and Li Yurong appeared.

Just as they were crossing the lobby, ready to go upstairs, two people suddenly rushed in.

One of them shouted, “Dad! Mom! Sis! Wait for me!”

The other called out, “In-laws, wait a moment!”

Lin Wangsheng and Bihua’s expressions changed drastically, and they quickly pushed Ye Bingyu forward.

Hearing the voices, Ye Bingyu stopped in curiosity. “You are… Weiwei?”

Lin Bingwei smiled. “That’s right, Sis. When did you come back? Why didn’t you tell me?”

Hearing their conversation, the guards at the entrance didn’t stop them anymore, allowing them to enter directly.

“Hurry up! Don’t talk to her!” Bihua urged Ye Bingyu uneasily.

Ye Bingyu glanced at Lin Wangsheng and Bihua’s expressions, sensing something was off. More than that, she was confused.

What had happened during the years she was away? Why were they afraid to see Lin Bingwei?

Lin Bingwei smiled and stepped forward. “Dad, Mom, what are you doing? Why didn’t you tell me when my sister came back? I haven’t seen her in years—I wanted to catch up!”

“Who’s your dad and mom? Didn’t you say you didn’t acknowledge us anymore? Leave right now.”

“That’s right, leave! We don’t have a daughter like you!”

Lin Wangsheng and Bihua spoke in unison.

Lin Bingwei’s eyes turned red. “How could you say that? Just because I didn’t give my husband’s family’s 888 yuan betrothal gift to my younger brother, you disown me?”

Ye Bingyu looked at Lin Wangsheng and Bihua in shock.

Lin Bingwei continued, “Am I even your biological daughter? Favoring sons over daughters is one thing, but you can’t just completely ignore your daughter’s well-being! Have you ever thought about how my in-laws would see me if you took the entire 888 yuan and left me with nothing? Is this a wedding or selling a daughter? How am I supposed to live after that?”

Hearing this, the hotel doormen and staff all turned to watch the drama unfold.

Indeed, no matter the social class, people loved gossip.

At this point, Lin Wangsheng and Bihua looked extremely embarrassed. They didn’t want to argue with Lin Bingwei here, but they were caught in a dilemma.

Ye Bingyu seemed genuinely unaware of the baby-switching incident—at least, for now.

Hearing Lin Bingwei’s accusations, she even defended her.

“Dad, Mom, how could you treat my sister like this?”

Ye Bingyu’s current demeanor matched the novel’s portrayal—a positive and righteous character. She appeared far different from the domineering and malicious Ye Bingyu in Lin Bingwei’s memories.

It seemed the Ye couple’s upbringing had influenced her greatly.

But that was only because it hadn’t touched her personal interests yet. It was the sympathy of someone in power for an unfortunate sister—just like how, in the original novel, she had “kindly” introduced Lin Bingwei to a janitor job.

If her own interests were threatened, she probably wouldn’t be so benevolent.

After all, in Lin Bingwei’s memories, Ye Bingyu had never been a good person at heart.

Lin Wangsheng and Bihua were visibly nervous. They lowered their voices and said to Ye Bingyu, “Xiao Yu, stop talking. Let’s go now.”

Then, turning to Lin Bingwei, they said, “Fine, let’s just say we were wrong as parents. We apologize. You go back first, and we’ll find you later.”

They were in such a hurry to send her away—clearly, the Ye couple was upstairs.

“My parents are upstairs too. They said they wanted to meet Weiwei. Why don’t you let my sister come up as well?”

“Meet? What’s there to meet? Your sister is just some countryside girl who barely went to school. Your parents are intellectuals—if she goes up there, it’ll only be an embarrassment!”

Lin Bingwei’s eyes turned red. “Mom, how can you say that? I know I only went up to third grade, but at least I can write my own name. You never even attended kindergarten and can’t even write your name! If you’re not embarrassed, why should I be?”

“You—” Bihua was left speechless.

Lin Bingwei then turned to Ye Bingyu. “Sis, I want to meet your parents too.”

Ye Bingyu smiled lightly. “Sure, you can meet them.”

Lin Bingwei didn’t miss the trace of smugness in her eyes or the boastful tone in her voice.

Since they were little, Lin Wangsheng and Bihua had always told them that Ye Bingyu was born to be a lady of high status—someone Lin Bingwei could never compare to.

Seeing Ye Bingyu like this now, she finally matched the person in her memories.

Yes, boasting.

She wanted her to meet the Ye couple just to show off.

Ye Bingyu hooked her arm around Lin Bingwei and led her upstairs. Lin Wangsheng and Bihua exchanged nervous glances.

They understood immediately—their first plan had failed. It was time for Plan B.

Deny everything.

Li Yurong, who had been silent all this time, followed them.

Ye Bingyu didn’t recognize her.

Lin Bingwei introduced her. “This is my mother-in-law. She treats me really well.”

Ye Bingyu was surprised. “Oh? My sister is married?”

“Yes.”

“Hello, Auntie.”

“Oh, Weiwei, you’re so polite.”

Li Yurong didn’t know about Ye Bingyu’s true nature. Based on her behavior today, she assumed she was unaware of her real identity and was a kind-hearted person who had been kept in the dark.

As they spoke, they reached the upper floor, and Ye Bingyu knocked on a door.

Soon, it opened to reveal a middle-aged woman in a qipao.

She had delicate features and wore the most fashionable hairstyle of the time.

Seeing Ye Bingyu, she smiled warmly. “Xiao Yu, you brought your Lin family parents?”

Ye Bingyu smiled. “Yes, not just Lin Dad and Lin Mom, but also my sister and her mother-in-law. Dad, Mom, didn’t you say last time that you wanted to meet my sister? What a coincidence—we ran into them downstairs.”

The moment Gu Siyun saw Lin Bingwei, she was momentarily stunned.

Why did this child look so much like her late mother-in-law?

Li Yurong’s heart sank halfway upon seeing Ye Mother’s face.

Lin Bingwei didn’t resemble her at all. This was going to make the recognition process difficult.

Hopefully, she looked more like her father.

Just then, a man’s voice called from inside. “Xiao Yu, hurry up and bring your parents in!”

Soon, Ye Father came into view.

The moment Li Yurong saw him, her last bit of hope vanished.

This was bad. Lin Bingwei didn’t look like him either.

Recognizing her would be even harder.

Everyone stepped inside, realizing it was a suite—a three-bedroom, one-living-room layout.

As expected of a state-run hotel, even in the early 1980s, they had such luxurious suites.

There was even a television inside, where two boys were watching a program.

One of them was Lin Yaozu.

The other, slightly older, was most likely the Ye family’s deceased son.

The boy looked about twelve or thirteen and bore a striking resemblance to Ye Mother—a handsome young lad.