I Transmigrated Into a Villain and All the Heroines in This Novel Have Systems?

Chapter 46:

In the original host’s memories, Lin Qiandong, his father, was someone he had always feared.

Every time he saw him, he would shrink back like a mouse encountering a cat—there was no sense of closeness whatsoever.

This lingering memory indirectly affected Lin Chuan as well, making him feel somewhat uneasy in front of this so-called father.

At this moment, Lin Qiandong sat in his chair, a pipe in his mouth, holding a newspaper.

In this digital era, where the internet dominated everything, newspapers had long become outdated relics of the past.

Anyone who still had the habit of reading newspapers had to be incredibly old-fashioned.

Lin Qiandong didn’t speak and remained focused on his newspaper.

Lin Chuan had no choice but to stand there and wait for him to finish reading.

Minutes passed, but Lin Qiandong still didn’t say a word.

It was clear that he was trying to intimidate him.

Lin Chuan immediately felt irritated.

The original host had indeed been unreliable, frequently causing trouble and bringing shame to the family. Lin Qiandong’s dislike for him was understandable.

But what had happened this morning was clearly Lin Hai’s fault.

Yet, judging by his father’s attitude now, it seemed like he was about to punish him instead.

That was just too much.

Without waiting for permission, Lin Chuan casually sat down on the sofa opposite him.

The butler, Chen Jirong, was startled.

This kid was way too bold!

His father hadn’t even invited him to sit, and yet he had the audacity to make himself comfortable?

This was outright challenging the authority of the family head!

Chen Jirong quickly glanced at Lin Qiandong. If things escalated, he would have no choice but to step in and defend Lin Chuan, even at the cost of his own dignity.

As expected, Lin Qiandong’s expression darkened.

“Bang!”

He slammed the newspaper onto the coffee table and shot Lin Chuan a cold glance. “You actually have the nerve to come back?”

Lin Chuan, mimicking his posture, crossed one leg over the other. “This is my home. Why wouldn’t I come back?”

Lin Qiandong’s imposing presence faltered for a moment. Clearly, he hadn’t expected his cowardly son to talk back.

“Haven’t you always hated this family?”

“I don’t hate this family. I just hate certain people in it.” Lin Chuan countered without hesitation.

Lin Qiandong’s gaze sharpened. “That ‘certain person’… is me, isn’t it?”

Lin Chuan smirked. “That’s what you said. Not me.”

The tension in the room was suffocating.

The servants, caught in the crossfire, stood frozen in fear, barely daring to breathe.

A maid carrying tea hesitated at the entrance, unsure whether to enter or retreat.

Chen Jirong sighed, took the tea tray from the maid’s hands, and waved at the other servants. “You all can leave. We’ll call you if we need anything.”

The servants, relieved, hurriedly fled the room.

Chen Jirong then brought the tea over and placed a cup in front of both father and son. “What’s going on here? You two haven’t seen each other in a while, and the first thing you do is argue? Anyone listening in would think you were sworn enemies.”

In the entire Lin family, only he dared to speak to Lin Qiandong like this.

After all, he had followed the Lin family from the beginning, one of its founding pillars.

Even Lin Qiandong had to show him respect.

“Uncle Chen, this brat is becoming more and more insolent. If I don’t discipline him now, who knows what kind of trouble he’ll bring to the Lin family in the future?”

“Xiao Chuan is actually quite obedient. He may be mischievous sometimes, but at heart, he’s still a good kid. You just need a little more patience, and he’ll change.” Chen Jirong spoke up for Lin Chuan.

Lin Qiandong, though unconvinced, reluctantly nodded. “Uncle Chen has a point. His current behavior is partly due to my lack of discipline.”

As a mere butler, Chen Jirong could only offer a few words of advice—anything beyond that was not his place to say.

“You two take your time to talk. I’ll check on things in the kitchen.”

With that, he tactfully left the room.

Now, only Lin Chuan and Lin Qiandong remained.

Lin Qiandong took a sip of tea before slowly setting the cup down. “I heard you caused trouble again this morning?”

Here it comes.

As expected, the real issue was about to be laid out.

Lin Chuan sneered internally. “You heard? Heard from whom?”

“That’s not important. Just tell me—did it happen or not?” Lin Qiandong’s sharp gaze bore into him.

Being a powerful figure, his mere presence exuded authority.

Most people wouldn’t be able to handle the pressure of his stare.

But Lin Chuan, unfazed, leaned back on the sofa, still casually crossing his legs. “It happened. But I wasn’t the one who caused trouble—someone else did.”

“Bang!”

Lin Qiandong’s patience snapped. He slammed his palm against the coffee table, his expression thunderous. “Nonsense! Do you take me for a fool?!”

“What nonsense? Which part of what I said was wrong?” Lin Chuan, still unfazed, looked at him lazily.

Lin Qiandong shot up from his seat, towering over him. “You had your younger brother thrown into detention, and instead of reflecting on your actions, you dare justify yourself? You’re truly hopeless!”

Hearing this, Lin Chuan stopped shaking his leg and let out a cold chuckle.

“First, he has never treated me like an older brother, so why should I treat him as a younger brother?”

“Second, he was thrown into detention because of his own actions. The authorities arrested him because he broke the law.”

“Do you really think I have the power to control the police? Do I look that influential?”

Lin Qiandong was livid. “I already looked into the situation. You could have let him off the hook, but you chose to call the police instead. Why?”

Lin Chuan, growing impatient, stood up and met his father’s gaze head-on.

“If you really looked into it, then you should know he was the one who ordered his bodyguards to attack me first.”

“You know how skilled those bodyguards are. If I didn’t have some ability to protect myself, I could’ve ended up seriously injured—or worse.”

“As my father, I don’t expect you to stand up for me. But at the very least, shouldn’t you be fair?”

“Instead of warning him, you came to reprimand me? I refuse to accept this!”

Lin Chuan’s voice grew louder, finally voicing the grievances the original host had always been too afraid to express.

Lin Qiandong clearly hadn’t expected his usually meek son to suddenly challenge him so fiercely.

For a moment, he was stunned. Then, his face darkened. “Are you accusing me of favoritism toward Lin Hai?”

“What do you think?”

Since the gloves were off, Lin Chuan no longer held back.

“If you weren’t biased, then why have you poured so many resources into grooming him?”

“Why did you create this so-called investment competition between us?”

“You clearly want him to take my place as the heir to the Lin family!”

Lin Qiandong, enraged, let out a cold laugh. “And why shouldn’t he compete for the position of heir? He’s my son, too—”

“But he’s an illegitimate child!”

Lin Chuan’s voice cut through the room like a blade.

“You secretly raised him, provided for him, and molded him into a successor.”

“But I? I’m your legitimate son. Born from your lawful wife.”

“And yet, you never once invested in me. Not a single thought, not a single effort.”

“This so-called ‘fair’ investment competition was just an excuse.”

“From the very start, you planned to give the Lin family to him!”

Lin Chuan’s words were like a thunderclap, exposing the ugly truth of the Lin family’s internal power struggle.