"I am Lin Yuan, Mr. Lin's subordinate. Our master heard the news that Mr. Su was injured and hospitalized, and wanted to have a good talk with Mr. Su. I wonder if Mr. Su is free to come to the Lin family to sit down?"
Su Zhengliang was secretly surprised. Was he sent by Lin Xiluo's father?
Su Zhengliang's handsome eyebrows were slightly twisted, and he met Lin Yuan's eyes that made him feel strange. His voice was calm and traceless, "Mr. Lin, what do you want to talk to me about?"
Lin Yuan stared at Su Zhengliang's face for a while, then curled his lips secretly. This Su Zhengliang exuded a gentle and elegant temperament, and he was quite calm when facing him. However, he had to see for himself how indifferent he was.
How long can I stay in front of the master?
Thinking of this, Lin Yuanpi said with a smile, "Mr. Su is joking, what he wants to talk to you about is of course the young master's business, but the master has been hiding from the world for many days and does not want to go out in public too much. So,
I can only trouble Mr. Su to come with me."
Su Zhengliang thought for a moment, nodded slightly and said, "Okay."
After getting into the Lin family's private luxury car, Lin Yuan drove Su Zhengliang towards the Lin family's mansion in the suburbs.
The continuous drizzle, like a naughty elf descending to the world, dances cheerfully in the air, playing the natural symphony of early spring.
Looking at the misty rain and fog outside the car window, and listening to the soft sound of raindrops hitting the car window glass, Su Zhengliang's black eyes were filled with traces of emotion.
**********The Lin family residence has arrived.
Under the leadership of Lin Yuan, Su Zhengliang walked along the rugged lotus pond corridor, passed through the Ming and Qing style octagonal corridor courtyard, and stopped in front of a lattice sliding door at the end of the corridor.
Lin Yuan announced toward the sliding door, "Master, Mr. Su is here."
A pale and gloomy male voice slowly rose from the other side of the sliding door, "Let him come in."
Lin Yuan opened the sliding door with one hand and bowed respectfully into the room, "Master, if there are no other instructions, Lin Yuan will leave first."
"go."
"yes."
Lin Yuan turned to look at Su Zhengliang, "Mr. Su, you can go in."
Su Zhengdian nodded. Then, he took a few deep breaths, walked in gently, and closed the sliding door.
Standing in this study room filled with the strong smell of books and the faint fragrance of tea, Su Zhengliang raised his eyes slightly and looked at everything in the room.
Father Lin's sonorous voice came from the big pear wood table in front, "No need to stand there, take off your shoes."
"good."
Su Zhengliang took off his shoes and stepped on the smooth wooden floor, making a slight sound of footsteps. After a few steps, he stopped at Father Lin who was sitting in the armchair behind the desk reading a book.
Father Lin, who was dressed in traditional Hanfu, looked intently at the book in his hand, pointed to the carved wooden chair on Su Zhengliang's right, and said slowly, "Sit."
Su Zhengliang walked over silently and sat on a wooden chair. In front of the wooden chair, there was a rectangular coffee table. Above the coffee table, there was a set of fine tea sets, teapots and cups, which came from one of the four major official kilns in China.
of Ru kiln.
"Drink tea."
Su Zhengliang nodded and followed the instructions. He poured a cup of tea. The fresh scent of jasmine tea floated between his nose and breath as the light brown liquid poured out of the spout, which was refreshing.
Putting down the teapot, Su Zhengliang saw that the other teacup was empty and asked kindly, "Uncle Lin, would you like to pour you a cup too?"
Father Lin snorted disdainfully and said lazily, "No need to call me Uncle Lin, I don't like the jasmine you drink."
Su Zhengliang realized that there was a hint of sarcasm in the other person's words, so he trembled his thick eyelashes slightly and remained silent.
From the moment Lin Yuan went to the hospital to find him, Su Zhengliang knew that Father Lin would definitely make things more difficult for him. However, he firmly believed that as long as he relied on his courage and love for Lin Xiluo, Father Lin would slowly and sincerely accept him.
However, whether it is the Ming and Qing style architecture of Lin's house, the antique decoration and layout in the study, or Father Lin's clothes and personal preferences, it is not difficult to see that Father Lin is a person who attaches great importance to Chinese tradition.
People, the flesh and blood of the Lin family must be deeply influenced by deep-rooted traditional Chinese thoughts.
It is definitely a difficult challenge for Su Zhengliang to get such a man, who is deeply influenced by thousands of years of traditional Chinese thought, to accept the fact that his son's lover is of the same sex, and for him to accept himself.
From the corner of his eye, Father Lin glanced at Su Zhengliang, who looked unharmed, and said, "I heard from Xi Luo that you and he started dating in college?"
"Yes."
"How many years has it been now?"
Su Zhengliang's clear voice was calm and steady, "If we add those six years, it will be no more, no less, exactly ten years."
Father Lin raised his eyebrows slightly, "Ten years have really grown."
"Yes."
Father Lin turned a page of the book and asked, "Do you love my son?"
"I love him."
Hearing Su Zhengliang's answer, Lin's father still did not raise his eyes and asked contemptuously, "What do you love about him? The identity of the Lin family's heir? The status of the president of the Lin family group? The right to dominate the business world? Or," After a pause, Lin
There was a hint of playful coldness in the father's sharp eyes, "Want to use him to achieve your own goal of getting ahead?"
Su Zhengliang faced Lin's father's ridicule and ridicule, neither humble nor overbearing, "Mr. Lin, when I met Xi Luo, I didn't know his identity at all. How could I use his feelings for me to achieve your so-called goal of getting ahead?"
Father Lin put down his book and looked directly at Su Zhengliang, who was diagonally opposite him, "Then what do you love about my son?"
"I love the way he gallops around the business world to turn the tide. I love the way he looks arrogant and dominates everything like an emperor. I love the way he is calm and steady when facing a crisis, without being arrogant or impetuous. I love the way he brings me even more.
That feeling of intoxication and peace of mind. For me, Linsiloxane has already been integrated into my life."
Speaking of this, Su Zhengliang's fair face was smudged with two faint blushes, and his narrow black eyes were filled with bright and soft light, as if Lin Xiluo was by his side, making him intoxicated with happiness.
.
"It seems that you have really been poisoned by my son. What a pity," Father Lin sighed softly and clicked his tongue regretfully.
Su Zhengliang's expression changed slightly. He didn't know what Father Lin meant by his words, "Mr. Lin, why did you say that? What a pity, what do you mean?"
Father Lin looked into Su Zhengliang's clear and traceless eyes, shook his head and said with a bitter smile, "Do you really think my son loves you?"
Su Zhengliang replied firmly, "Of course Xiluo loves me. He also told me that when he comes back from the United States, he will..."
Father Lin interrupted Su Zhengliang's words, "He told me that he will not marry anyone else in this life, right?"
Su Zheng nodded his head, "Yes."
Father Lin picked up the tea cup at hand, took a leisurely sip of tea, and then said, "If you were a woman and your family was prominent, then I might agree with you and him. However, you are a man and your family background is so ordinary.
If you can't give the Lin family any heirs, and you can't bring any help to the Lin family's career, as the heir of the Lin family, how can Xiluo continue like this with you?"
Su Zhengliang bit his lip, "Mr. Lin, Xiluota..."
Father Lin frowned and took out a recording pen, "This is the last thing Xi Luo said to me before going to the United States. It won't be too late for you to answer me after listening."
After saying that, Father Lin pressed the play button, and Lin Xiluo's melodious and melodious voice echoed in the quiet study, "Don't worry about the heirs. As for marriage, please give me some time to think about it carefully.