"…This massive mansion you see is part of the new Gran Bei Villa, valued at billions of dollars. It is said that the two-day wedding celebration will be held here…"

"…Preparations continue to pour in for the much-anticipated wedding that has captured the attention of the entire country—and the world. In last month's Time Magazine interview with Mr. Fei, it was revealed that the wedding will span for two days. The first day will be a traditional ceremony with only close family and intimate friends, honoring both the bride and groom's heritage. The second day will be a Western-style celebration with nearly a thousand guests in attendance…"

"The bride, Ms. Bei, was spotted entering the villa with the Lin family, preparing for the tea ceremony. As for the groom—"

Lin Ginxian sat on the couch, watching the news intently when Old Lin came up behind him, his expression sour.

"Why is everyone so noisy? It's just a wedding. Why are they making such a fuss?"

Lin Ginxian quickly changed the channel, but the next one was also covering the wedding. Frustrated, he turned off the TV and sat in silence.

The quiet was deafening.

Old Lin cleared his throat and asked, "Your daughter... she didn't send you an invitation?"

Lin Ginxian stood up, preparing to leave. He knew this was exactly why the old man had come.

"She didn't. And it's clear she had no intention to."

"But you're still her father! No matter how estranged you are, she should've invited her parents!"

Lin Ginxian let out a bitter laugh. "...A parent? I don't deserve that title."

Old Lin huffed, clearly irritated that his third son was too spineless to demand an invitation.

"If you want to attend, Father, you should go to the fourth branch instead of coming to me," Lin Ginxian said, pausing before him. "Bei Sangyun cut ties with me a long time ago."

Old Lin knew that too. But five years had passed since the incident. Now that she was getting married, he had thought—hoped—she might have softened. After all, even if Bei Sangyun had severed ties, blood still bound them.

He sighed. "She's your only child. You should at least see her off. Even if you can't walk her down the aisle, you should be there—to witness her enter the most important chapter of her life."

"I wasn't present for most of her life," Lin Ginxian said quietly. "There's no need to be present now."

"But you want to, don't you?" Old Lin looked at him, eyes filled with mixed emotions. "You're my son. Of course I know."

"Since when do you care? You were absent for most of my life." Lin Ginxian grew too worked up by the old man's constant nagging and snapped.

Old Lin was stunned, not expecting his son to throw such accusations back at him. For a moment, he was at a loss for words.

Lin Ginxian saw the old man's expression and sighed. He knew he had let his emotions get the better of him. He calmed down and spoke in a low tone.

"...It's too late now, Father. The best thing we can do is leave them be and live our lives in peace."

Old Lin was silent for a long moment before letting out a deep sigh.

Over the years, the once hot-tempered Lin Ginxian had changed. The third branch had long been stripped of power. Once an influential figure in the Lin family, he had become a man with an empty title—symbolic, but powerless. Just like Old Lin.

The words hurled at him earlier echoed in Old Lin's mind like an accusation. He knew... he had been absent for most of his children's lives.

As the head of the family, he had focused on leading, neglecting his own children. He believed this world was too harsh for the naive and the soft, so he encouraged competition and urged them to strive for the best.

But now, Old Lin couldn't help but wonder if that had truly been the right choice. His sons and grandchildren had lost their way. Only the fourth branch—and that child who had cut ties—seemed to be doing well.

As the two silently reflected on the past they could no longer change, the butler entered and announced Lin Sanju's arrival.

Old Lin's eyes brightened. If there was one thing that had gone right for the Lin family, it was Lin Sanju rising to become the family head. The grandson he once doubted had proven himself capable—bringing stability and prestige back to the family.

Hearing that it was his now-favorite grandson, Old Lin quickly told the butler to let him in.

Lin Sanju entered, greeting both his grandfather and uncle respectfully. Despite the past grievances, he always treated his elders with courtesy and grace. His attitude and discipline had earned even Lin Ginxian's reluctant approval.

"I thought the fourth branch already entered the Bei villa. Aren't you all busy preparing for the wedding?" Lin Ginxian asked.

The media had been reporting every detail of the wedding preparations, counting down to the day. With tomorrow being the first day of the celebration, it only made sense for the fourth branch—closest to Bei Sangyun—to already be there. Lin Ginxian hadn't expected to see Lin Sanju here.

"My family has indeed gone ahead. I'll follow shortly," Lin Sanju replied. "But first, I came to deliver this."

He held out a red envelope.

It was unmistakable. This very envelope had been shown countless times in the media and had become a trend online. Seeing it in person stunned both Old Lin and Lin Ginxian.

"That brat invited us?" Old Lin asked, his eyes suddenly gleaming. He could already imagine forgiving the girl for all the years of humiliation she had caused.

Meanwhile, Lin Ginxian remained frozen. Unlike Old Lin, he knew this invitation was not easily handed to them. The shock disappeared instantly. When he finally spoke, his voice was low and careful.

"Does… does she know about this?"

Lin Sanju stepped forward, gently placing the envelope in his uncle's hand. "This is the invitation for the second day. I asked her if I could give you one, and she agreed. It's a seat near the back, but… you'll still see her walk down the aisle."

Old Lin realized that it was Lin Sanju who had made this happen for them. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

"Also, it has a plus one." Lin Sanju smiled at Old Lin. "You can come, Grandpa."

"Hmph! Why would I go? It's not even from the bride or the groom. They don't even know I'm coming."

Lin Sanju just smiled. He knew that even though the old man was playing hard to get, he would come.

After handing over the invitation, he left.

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