“They won’t.” Han Zhuoli did not mind. “How can Lin Jinshu be compared to the Xia Family? She has no connections within the country. She’d just arrived here and hadn’t had the chance to expand. We won’t need too much resources to fight her.”
Hearing this, Wang Juhuai relaxed.
“Oh, right, the villa’s done being renovated and the paint’s been left dry for a few months already. There shouldn’t be any lingering smells. I think we should find a time to move,” Wang Juhuai said. The topic of Lin Jinshu was closed.
Lu Man used her phone to look up the lunar calendar. She had started paying more attention to this area, probably influenced by Old Mrs. Han.
Usually, she wouldn’t consult the Chinese calendar, but moving was an important event.
“This Friday and Saturday are good for moving,” Lu Man said.
Han Zhuoli laughed, scooting over to look at Lu Man’s phone. “You’ve really been influenced by Old Mrs. Han. Bet she’ll be happy to hear it when I tell her.”
Lu Man laughed shyly. “Sheesh, I have no idea how, but I’ve just developed a habit of looking at the lunar calendar.”
Wang Juhuai chortled. “Then let’s move on Friday. You all would be done with school and work, and we can celebrate properly on a Friday night.”
Wang Juhuai’s move was not troublesome at all; he just had to carry his luggage.
And it was still within the neighborhood, so it was also a short walk from here to there.
When Lu Man followed Han Zhuoli to the family home, Han Zhuoli told Old Mrs. Han about Lu Man’s habit of consulting the Chinese calendar like her.
Old Mrs. Han slapped her thighs in laughter. “When Ah Nuo just started dating your dad, she too never used the lunar calendar. She then got influenced by me, and now, whenever there are renovations to be done or whatnot, she’d consult the lunar calendar. How great, it’s become a tradition for the wives of the Han Family.”
“If he moves on a Friday, when should we go for the housewarming?” Shen Nuo asked with a smile. “I’m afraid if we head over on a Saturday, the in-laws would not be done packing. Would they have the time to entertain us then?”
“There’s no problem,” Lu Man said. “Everything’s actually done over at the new house, we just have to move our luggage of daily necessities over. There’s really nothing much to pack.”
“Then let’s go on Saturday, shall we?” Old Mrs. Han asked.
“Alright, I’ll tell Mom and Dad.”
The couple went home after having lunch at the family home.
Lu Man then went on the Internet to check on the Lin Jinshu case.
Who would have expected that the netizens were still continuing enthusiastically after a few days?
Every day, the netizens were reporting their battle results, as if the whole of B City’s netizens were all bumping into Lin Jinshu on the streets then scolding her.
And to prove that they weren’t lying, they even posted videos.
Of course, not all netizens who confronted Lin Jinshu were citizens of good morals.
Some just wanted to scold others for the sake of it, and this was the perfect opportunity.
Since everyone else was already scolding Lin Jinshu.
One just had to scold Lin Jinshu to her face and upload the process onto the Net and no one would criticize you. Instead, they would applaud you and praise you for your actions.
Hence, many tried to profit from these troubled situations and went along with scolding Lin Jinshu.
Since no one would care if you’re really about upholding justice.
As such, there were plenty of people admonishing her.
Those who scolded for fun and to release their stress had reprimands that were even worse than those from the ones who truly disliked Lin Jinshu.
Lu Man was scrolling when she saw a Weibo post saying, “D*mn, Lin Jinshu got splashed with red paint when she’s outside!”
A video accompanied the post.
