Ruan Qing'an remained calm. She raised her hand and rubbed her neck. If Lin Chen had arrived a step later—she probably would have really been unable to resist making Lin Qisheng bleed on the spot. This old man was no longer even a scumbag this time. To be precise, even scumbags have more conscience than him.

037: [Ancestor, are you alright?]

"It's alright, Lin Chen arrived at just the right time."

Upon hearing this, 037 breathed a sigh of relief: [Great! I didn't expect the male lead to need to talk to Lin Qisheng about work so coincidentally—]

Ruan Qing'an paused: "It's not a coincidence, he did it on purpose."

037: [Hmm? ? ? ]

"Don't be fooled by how Lin Chen was angered by me several times when we were alone. Anyone who can merge with the consciousness of the main god is absolutely ruthless."

Doesn't she know what kind of person Xie Huainan is?

Ruan Qing'an said slowly and deliberately, "Lin Chen calls Lin Qisheng an old man behind his back. Their relationship isn't that good. Lin Chen probably thinks Lin Qisheng came to sleep with me, so he came here on purpose to disturb his good time and make Lin Qisheng unhappy."

"However, it did save me by a twist of fate."

037: [Of course! She even saved Lin Qisheng's life; otherwise, that old bastard would have been strangled to death by you, ancestor!]

Ruan Qingan, described as if he were a villain: ...

She quietly changed the subject: "In short, Lin Qisheng's matter seems quite complicated now. The original owner is not the first substitute. The previous ones probably died at the hands of this old man long ago."

"As for Xia An'an, whom Lin Qisheng mentioned, she should be the woman in the photo frame, who is his white moonlight."

037: [But judging from her tone, she probably committed suicide, right?]

"We can find out more about Xia An'an's situation. She's still the same person who was a stand-in before. For now, she needs to stay in the Lin family to ensure her safety so that she can take revenge on Lin Qisheng later."

Ruan Qingan gave 037 a general explanation of what to do next, so that the little system wouldn't get confused again.

Then, she raised her hand, and by the moonlight she could barely see her arm. The red spots caused by the allergy had not completely disappeared. Even though the original owner's reaction to seafood was not too severe, it still brought waves of discomfort to her body.

037 volunteered, "Me! Me! Me! I'll help our ancestor suppress the original owner's allergic reaction!"

Ruan Qingan was taken aback: "You actually had some effect?"

037: Speaking like that is really disrespectful to the system!

037 was unhappy; 037 was a little upset, but dared not say it. She could only say, "No, it's just that you, Ancestor, could solve everything before. I... I wanted to help, but I couldn't."

【I'm just so useless (╥_╥)】

Ruan Qingan quickly replied, "No, no."

"Then tell me, ancestor, what uses do I have?"

"Ah, this..."

"Innocent and naive? A mascot? Hmm, it's quite relaxing, and having to explain things to you every time is a good exercise for your speaking skills."

037: 【⊙︿⊙】→【(*?????)】

[Please stop cursing, ancestors, please stop! Waaaaah!]

Trying to comfort, to console the defeated Nguyen Thanh An: ...

...

Meanwhile, in the study.

The retro desk lamp on the desktop emitted a warm yellow light. Lin Qisheng was sitting at his desk. After his usual crazy outburst, his handsome face had an air of composure, as if Mount Tai had collapsed before him.

In short, "acting like a human but acting like a dog."

Lin Qisheng sat down, while Lin Chen stood in front of the desk, his eyes half-closed, head bowed, waiting for something, without saying a word.

A moment later, there was a knock on the study door.

"Sir, the hangover soup is ready. Would you like it served?"

"Bring it in."

Lin Qisheng snapped out of his daze and said in a deep voice.

The old butler then pushed open the door and entered, bowing his head as he carefully served the hangover soup before leaving the study.

Interrupted by Lin Chen, Lin Qisheng finally sobered up a bit from his drunken state, but his head was still dizzy, so he asked the kitchen to cook a bowl of hangover soup. He felt better after drinking it.

Setting down the soup bowl, Lin Qisheng looked at Lin Chen and said, "Speak."

Lin Chen had only come to cause trouble for Lin Qisheng, but—he pulled his troubled thoughts back.

Lin Chen replied, "Something went wrong and the news leaked out. It must have been done by an insider. The weapons were blocked before they even reached Country A. It was a group of mercenaries who made the move."

"The transportation was forced to stop for a period of time, and the buyer is also urging us to compensate them and repurchase the batch of weapons at half price. The remaining payment has not yet been made."

Upon hearing this, Lin Qisheng lowered his head and pondered something: "The business matter wasn't resolved, so you came back?"

Lin Chen said respectfully, "It's not a big problem, it can be solved."

"The business is still in trouble."

Lin Qisheng said coldly, "Go and receive your punishment tomorrow. I don't care what happened. If something goes wrong while you're in charge, that's your problem. You're a complete waste!"

"Yes, Father."

Hearing Lin Qisheng's insults, Lin Chen simply nodded without any reaction, not even lifting his eyelids.

To be precise, I've long been used to it.

The relationship between Lin Qisheng and Lin Chen was never good to begin with. Although they were father and son, their relationship was as stiff as that between a superior and subordinate. It was just that Lin Chen was his son, capable and useful.

Of course, as things are now, if any trouble arises, Lin Chen will be considered useless and punished accordingly. Lin Qisheng prides himself on still caring for his son; if it were anyone else, failing in their task would likely result in a bullet.

As for Lin Chen?

Judging from the way he privately called Lin Qisheng "old man," he couldn't possibly have any respect for Lin Qisheng. Moreover, his status in the Lin family was earned through his own abilities, and had nothing to do with Lin Qisheng, that old man. He even looked down on Lin Qisheng for being a burden.

At that moment, Lin Qisheng tapped the table with his hand and said, "Alright, you don't need to get involved in the follow-up matters, lest you, this good-for-nothing, mess up my business again."

"For that deal with Country A, the delivery date will be postponed for now. You'll personally deliver it in half a month, understand?"

"Understood, Father."

Facing Lin Qisheng, Lin Chen was like a pure tool who only knew how to work, and he had no questions about this arrangement.

Lin Qisheng was already used to it. He waved his hand and said, "Get out. If you fail again, you know the consequences. I don't need a good-for-nothing, and I certainly don't need a good-for-nothing son!"

"Because you are my bloodline, I gave you this opportunity, Lin Chen. Don't let your surname be disgraced."

Lin Chen lowered his eyes and said silently, "Thank you, Father."

Only after leaving the study did Lin Chen straighten up. He narrowed his dark eyes and looked at the closed study door, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes.

He wasn't surprised that Lin Qisheng often blamed him.

Anyway, since he was a child, Lin Qisheng would beat or scold him for the smallest things, so there's nothing surprising about it.

However... he felt that Lin Qisheng seemed to be deliberately preventing him from getting involved in this matter, as if he was hiding something, and why that batch of goods had to wait for half a month.

"Tsk, what exactly is this old man trying to do?"

Lin Chen murmured to himself and turned to walk towards his bedroom.