After dinner, Jiang Ping made a cup of tea for Lin Jingyang. Lin Jingyang's activity every night was drinking tea and reading the newspaper, but today Lin Zichen came back, and he chatted with his son.
"Zi Chen, the college entrance examination is the most important time in life, you must work harder, you know?" Lin Jingyang said seriously.
Lin Zichen nodded and said: "I know, Dad, only if you get into a good university and study your major well can you be successful in the future, right? Haha, you've said it more than a hundred times."
"You kid..."
Huo Qing chuckled to himself. He didn't expect his master to have children. It's no wonder that no matter how strong a master is, he will inevitably show his childish side when facing his parents.
"By the way, classmate Huo Qing, you and Zichen are in the same dormitory, right? You two need to help each other and promote each other in study."
"It's uncle. I have a very good relationship with my master... Zichen. Don't worry."
When Lin Zichen heard that Huo Qing almost spilled the beans, he quickly glared at him and said, "Dad, how are you doing at home recently? Are uncle and the others looking for trouble again?"
Lin Jingyang frowned when he heard this: "How can this kid talk? What does it mean to find trouble? That's your uncle."
Lin Jingyang was a kind and loyal person. Although he left the Lin family with injustice, he did not hold a grudge in his heart. Instead, he maintained respect for his elder brother. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was a bit pedantic.
Lin Zichen said helplessly: "Dad...why do you still speak for him? That incident was definitely related to him. Humph, you took the blame. Do you still miss him?"
"Shut up, have you forgotten what I taught you when you were a child? It's getting more and more disrespectful. I really don't know how you learned this!" Lin Jingyang stared, obviously a little angry.
Lin Zichen stopped talking. He knew his father's character and would never change his mind because of his persuasion. It seemed that he would only have to rely on facts in the future.
Lin Jianzhong, you can deceive my father, but you can't deceive me. Sooner or later, I will pay all this back, and... you will never let go of the matter of you sending people to kill me!
In the Lin family back then, Lin Jingyang was undoubtedly the most talented, knowledgeable and capable person. If Lin Jianzhong had not resorted to frame-up methods, it would have been impossible for him to rise to power. In the past few years, the Lin family's industry in Tianhe City has been booming, and in Lin Zichen's view, all this
It should have been his father Lin Jingyang!
After that, Lin Zichen stopped arguing with his father. After all, he rarely came back. He still hoped that his father would go well when meeting him and didn't want to have any quarrels.
At night, Lin Zichen and Huo Qing slept in the living room. Although the house was small and living like this would be very crowded, Lin Zichen still did not choose to live out. After all, it was still home no matter how crowded it was.
Lin Zichen told Huo Qing to stop practicing tonight and sleep normally. He was also afraid that the breath of practicing would be bad for his family. After all, when a warrior is practicing, he is in the process of letting go of the old and absorbing the new, and the resulting fluctuations in energy are not something ordinary people can bear.
The next morning, Lin Zichen was awakened by a knock on the door. He rubbed his eyes and got up to open the door.
"Who are you……"
Standing in front of Lin Zichen was a man in his twenties, dressed very fashionably, basically matching first-line brands, and a little exaggerated, looking like a rich man.
Just as Lin Zichen was about to say something, Lin Mengran ran out of the room. Although she had just woken up and was still wearing pajamas, Qingshui Hibiscus was still pure and lovely.
"Xuejun, you're here, why are you so early?" Lin Mengran asked in a daze.
Only then did Lin Zichen know that the person facing him was Wu Xuejun, the young master of the Wu family. He seemed to be in good spirits, but thinking about Lu Chenghao's evaluation of him, Lin Zichen felt disgusted in his heart.
Wu Xuejun looked at Lin Mengran and said with a smile: "Didn't we agree to play golf today? Have you forgotten?"
Lin Mengran suddenly realized: "Ah... yes, I almost forgot. Please wait for me for a while. It will be done soon. Come on, come in and sit down."
After saying that, she looked at Lin Zichen: "Zichen, this is Wu Xuejun, my...boyfriend, please chat in the living room for a while."
Lin Zichen nodded: "Mr. Wu, please."
If he hadn't known who Wu Xuejun was, Lin Zichen might not have used such a formal name. After all, this was the person his sister liked. But it was different now. He was almost certain in his heart that he would not approve of what was going on between them.
Lin Zichen asked Huo Qing to tidy up the bedding and made room for Wu Xuejun to sit on the sofa. Huo Qing looked at him and then gave Lin Zichen a look.
Lin Zichen nodded immediately. The master and apprentice seemed to have a tacit understanding, and sometimes they could communicate without words.
"Haha, you are Mengran's younger brother, right? I often hear him mention you. My name is Wu Xuejun."
Wu Xuejun stretched out a hand. Although he was a playboy, he had obviously seen the world, and he still seemed generous and decent when he spoke.
Lin Zichen secretly thought, no wonder his sister likes him, he really doesn't look like a romantic young master.
"Lin Zichen." Lin Zichen just announced his name without saying another word. Even the handshake was touched and then withdrawn. In his eyes, a person like Wu Xuejun was not worthy of his extra words.
Wu Xuejun was embarrassed. Normally he was the number one young master in Nanshui. If the arrogant boy in front of him wasn't Lin Mengran's younger brother, he would have taught him a lesson.
After that, the living room was quiet for a while, until Lin Jingyang walked out of the bedroom, breaking the awkwardness.
Wu Xuejun immediately stood up and called his uncle, but Lin Jingyang still maintained the pride of an intellectual. He nodded: "Here you go, sit down."
"Yes, uncle." Wu Xuejun was quite polite in front of Lin Jingyang. After all, he had already proposed to Lin Mengran, his future father-in-law.
Soon, quarreling sounds came from Lin Mengran's room. Obviously Lin Jingyang did not allow his daughter to be with Wu Xuejun, but girls in love are crazy, so how could parents' dissuasion be useful?
Lin Mengran walked out of the room, having already changed into a set of clothes and put on light makeup. Although there seemed to be some disparity between the two families, Lin Mengran was from a big family after all, and her temperament was unmatched by other girls.
"Xuejun, let's go."
"Oh, okay, then...uncle, let's go." Wu Xuejun said, not forgetting to say hello to Lin Jingyang.
After the two left, Lin Zichen saw his father's face gloomy. He was obviously very disappointed with what happened to Lin Mengran.
Lin Zichen glanced at Huo Qing, and Huo Qing stood up and said: "Um... Zichen, you stay at home with your uncle and aunt, and I'll go out and see some scenic spots in Nanshui."
After saying that, he also went out. This was the master's order. Obviously, Lin Zichen was afraid that his sister would suffer a loss, so he asked Huo Qing to follow and protect her secretly, and also to explore Wu Xuejun's background.
Although Lin Jingyang was in a bad mood, he still went to the kitchen to cook tomato noodles himself. Lin Zichen also helped, and soon the hot noodles were out of the pot.
"Zi Chen, when you were a child, you liked to eat tomato noodles made by your father the most. How about it? Does it still taste the same?" Lin Jingyang said with a caring look on his face.
Lin Zichen felt moved and even wanted to cry. When he was a child, his father was very serious and stern to him, and he would hardly speak to him in such a gentle tone. Perhaps now that he is older, he is more fragile.
"It's delicious. The noodles made by dad still taste the same," Lin Zichen said with a smile, "Dad, if I get rich in the future, let's move to a bigger house."
Lin Jingyang touched Lin Zichen's head: "Silly boy, if you have money, save it carefully. Mom and Dad don't need much money. Our future retirement salary will definitely be enough to sustain our lives."
Lin Zichen pursed his lips and smiled and said nothing more, but he secretly said in his heart, Dad, I will let you get back everything you lost. Everything in the Lin family should belong to you.
After a while, Jiang Ping came back. Since she didn't give her son a sumptuous dinner yesterday, she had already gone to the vegetable market early in the morning. Now she was carrying chicken, duck and fish, but her expression was panicked.
"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Lin Zichen hurriedly stepped forward and took the things from Jiang Ping's hand and asked.
"Jingyang, a few people came downstairs. They don't look like good people." Jiang Ping said in panic. After all, coming from a scholarly family, the people she fears most are those in society.
Lin Zichen immediately ran to the balcony and looked down. Sure enough, several men walked into the door of his building, and one of them looked familiar. He seemed to be the guy selling tickets on the long-distance bus...
"A member of the Wu family? Haha, it seems that our Young Master Wu has a bad temper. He was offended by me this morning, and now he wants to teach me a lesson. He is really impatient..."
Lin Zichen immediately judged the purpose of these people's visit, but it's better to show his true nature earlier, and I will let my sister get away from scum like you earlier.
Soon, there was a rapid knock on the door.
Lin Jingyang was upright and naturally had nothing to fear. He stepped forward and opened the door. He looked at the few socialites standing at the door and said, "Who are you looking for?"
"Hmph, is there someone named Lin Zichen here?"
Lin Jingyang and Jiang Ping were both stunned, and immediately said: "No, you have found the wrong one."
Just as he was about to close the door, Gouzi blocked the door directly: "No? Huh, let's see!"
"What are you doing? Do you know that this is called breaking into a private house? I'm going to call the police!" Lin Jingyang shouted.
Gouzi laughed: "Hahaha, call the police? Go ahead and report it quickly, but I need to find Lin Zichen first!"
Jiang Ping hugged Gouzi directly: "No, you can't go in, this is my house, you gangsters!"
Hearing that the matter was about her son, although she didn't know the reason, a mother only has the instinct of protection. At this moment, there was no more fear in Jiang Ping's heart.
But how could her strength stop Gouzi? Gouzi pushed her aside, and happened to face Lin Zichen who came out of the balcony.
When he saw Lin Zichen, Gouzi was stunned. Oh my God, is it him? What happened yesterday almost kept him awake all night, and he was still frightened when he got up. But he didn't expect that he would meet him again this morning...
Lin Zichen's eyes widened, and his majesty shocked even Lin Jingyang. It seemed that he had never seen this kind of domineering power in his father Lin Ruijiang, but he didn't expect to see such domineering power in his son today.
That's an even stronger aura.
"Are you sure you're looking for me?" Lin Zichen said as he walked forward. Gouzi subconsciously took a step back. He lost his balance and fell directly to the ground...