Chapter 13 Getting Hit

Lin Yi blinked thoughtfully, then suddenly blurted out, "No, you should call him 'Grandpa' instead."

Shen Beidao was slightly taken aback, then a gentle smile spread across his eyes.

Putting aside the issue of how to address each other, Shen Beidao thought to himself: Is this little guy already considering "marrying" me?

It turns out he has a much longer-term vision than I thought.

Shen Beidao's voice held a hint of indulgence: "Mm."

She paused, then teased him deliberately, "However, I still feel it's more intimate to call him Father-in-law."

"Come on." Lin Yi raised his chin, with a hint of pride. "My family definitely wants me to bring a wife back home, but they won't allow me to marry into a family with a different surname."

Shen Beidao looked him in the eye and asked gently, "Does your family support your relationship with two men?"

Lin Yi suddenly stopped, bit his lip, then waved his hand and said in a relaxed tone, "Of course, my family never interferes with my life."

However, his slightly evasive gaze and the momentary hesitation did not escape Shen Beidao's keen observation.

Shen Beidao recalled that angry and painful phone call from that night, saved as "Mom." He shouldn't have exposed that well-intentioned lie.

Shen Beidao: "Yes, very open-minded parents."

"And what about you? You said you don't like women or men..."

Lin Yi took a half-step ahead, swung his arm, and glanced back out of the corner of his eye. "Your parents probably don't know you have a boyfriend, right?"

“They live in Germany year-round, and there’s a time difference, so we call each other once a week.”

Shen Beidao stated calmly, his gaze always fixed on Lin Yi, "However, I visit them every six months. If you have time then, I'd like to take you to meet them."

"..." Lin Yi was completely taken aback that Shen Beidao would so directly consider meeting his parents, and he felt the air around him suddenly become hot.

He forced himself to remain calm, adopting a timid expression as if he'd have to think about it: "...But my dad has to take a look at you, his daughter-in-law, first!"

As soon as the words left their mouths, both of them were stunned for a moment.

Before they knew it, they had already started talking about marriage, even though they had only known each other for a few days.

A subtle atmosphere flowed silently in the air, and Lin Yi's ears quietly turned red.

"I've arrived." Lin Yi hurriedly ended the conversation, pointing to the building behind him, "The company is on the tenth floor. Do you want to come up with me?"

"Is that alright?" Shen Beidao readily offered an excuse. "I'm graduating soon, and I'd like to check out the internship environment."

Lin Yi: "Let's go then! Let's just wander around."

This is your future father-in-law's family business. If you're willing, they can even issue you an internship certificate.

Fortunately, Xie Chun wasn't here today, otherwise, if he knew about our relationship, he would definitely have deliberately made things difficult for Shen Beidao.

......

Upon arriving on the tenth floor, Shen Beidao waited for Lin Yi in the reception area.

A young receptionist smiled and handed him a cup of tea: "Are you here for an interview?"

"No, thank you."

Shen Beidao politely reached out and took the paper cup, deliberately avoiding contact between his fingertips and the girl. "I'm waiting for someone."

He picked up the paper cup and took a small sip, his gaze always following the figure inside the glass room.

Meanwhile, Lin Yi was absentmindedly filling out the application form for a physical examination.

Just as he wrote "Lin Yi" in the name column, he looked up and saw the receptionist, who was serving tea, leaning down to talk to Shen Beidao, smiling sweetly as she handed him her phone.

The pen tip suddenly slipped and left a mark on the paper.

Lin Yi stared as the pair of well-defined knuckles took the phone, and as he watched them smile at each other, he suddenly felt a tightness in his throat.

He unconsciously bit his lower lip, his fingertips pinching the edge of the form until it gradually turned white.

It turns out that Shen Beidao is gentle to everyone.

This realization made him feel a sour, throbbing sensation in his chest.

He suddenly remembered the way Shen Beidao's eyelashes trembled as he buttoned his shirt, and the lingering warmth of their kiss still lingered...

Those unique moments of tenderness are still clearly imprinted in my memory, but now they seem diluted, no longer so unique.

When the HR person noticed that he had accidentally torn the paper, they kindly handed him another form: "Hello, please use this one. I have an interview later, and I will arrange for another HR specialist to explain the medical examination to you right away."

"Okay, thank you." He acted as if nothing had happened and lowered his head to start filling out the information.

For some reason, he now can't stand any "two-legged creatures" getting close to Shenbei Island.

A strange yet intense desire coiled around his heart like vines, making his breath catch and his tongue taste slightly sour.

A few minutes after the HR left, a familiar yet annoying voice rang out at the door: "Oh, who's this? Isn't this our young master Lin?"

Du Xiaoman pushed the door open and entered, then casually closed it and pulled down the blinds on the glass wall, completely blocking Lin Yi's view of Shen Beidao.

Lin Yi's face darkened, and he got up to leave, but Du Xiaoman blocked his way.

"HR asked me to give you this supplementary form." Du Xiaoman slapped a few sheets of paper on the table. "And they told me to watch you fill it out. You'd better cooperate with me."

"What if I don't cooperate?" Lin Yi scoffed. "What, are you planning to complain to my dad?"

"What makes you think you can stay by his side? Do you really think he likes you?"

He leaned forward, lowered his voice, and said with a sneer, "You don't know, do you? My dad used to change his bed partners every month. How long have you been with him?"

"It really was you!" Du Xiaoman suddenly became excited, her finger almost poking Lin Yi's face. "Did you put someone else next to him? That's why he took someone else on this business trip and didn't take me!"

"Oh~ I was wondering why you, such a great Buddha, had condescended to come here. So you were heartlessly abandoned? I think you're quite pretty, so you shouldn't have been bored after just a few weeks... It seems your mouth is too unpleasant. Remember to brush your teeth more often when you get back."

Du Xiaoman's face turned ashen with rage, and she burst into a tirade: "Lin Yi, you shameless bastard..."

"No loud noises allowed in the office area!"

A very magnetic male voice interrupted Du Xiaoman's out-of-control roar.

At the doorway stood a man in a suit, who appeared to be around twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with a serious expression.

He first gave Du Xiaoman a warning look, then turned to Lin Yi and said, "Lin Yi, the new employee, right? Come to my office."

Lin Yi recognized him as Yu Feng, the company's head whom Xie Chun had mentioned to him, and his future direct superior.

He followed Yu Feng out of the glass room. When he passed the reception area, he found that the receptionist was still standing next to him, which was practically testing his patience limit from a distance.

"Hello, Director Yu."

"Hello, Director Yu."

Employees along the way greeted Yu Feng respectfully.

"Okay." Yu Feng nodded slightly and instructed a passing employee, "Notify the finance department to postpone the scheduled meeting by half an hour."

"Okay, Director Yu."

Lin Yi held his breath and followed behind Yu Feng.

He then noticed that Director Yu was not only handsome, but also had an excellent physique.

She is tall with long legs, a slender and fair neck, and even the lines of the back of her head are fuller and more superior than those of ordinary people.

Even from behind, he's an impeccably handsome guy.

Yu Feng pushed open the door to a private office located in the middle of the corridor.

Lin Yi followed him inside, but the next second, he was stunned by the scene before him!

In this spacious, bright, and modernly decorated office, the smooth floor was densely covered with watermelons?!

That's right, it's one of those big watermelons with green skin and black stripes! And the quantity is astonishing!

A man in gray overalls was squatting on the ground, holding a marker and writing numbers on watermelons.

Lin Yi glanced at the watermelon closest to him and saw that it had just been marked with a red number: [298].

Lin Yi was filled with huge questions: Wasn't Xie Chun's company a high-end import and export trade company? Could it be that they've expanded their business to fresh agricultural products now?

But...is selling only watermelons too monotonous? Shouldn't we also have some grapes, peaches, strawberries, and bananas?

Lin Yi was still pondering the rationale behind this when he noticed several watermelons with glaringly vulgar yet elegant words written on them—

"Hold"

Fuck you.

"I hope you don't have an asshole."

"You're the duck."

...

These crude and straightforward Chinese characters form an extremely absurd contrast with Yu Feng's elite-style office.

However, Yu Feng seemed completely unconcerned. He even walked over to the squatting man with great interest, watching intently as the man wrote furiously on the watermelon.

"The goods have been delivered. You can go outside and wait for me," Yu Feng's voice sounded much gentler than before. "I'll settle the bill for you in a bit."

The man in overalls stood up upon hearing the sound, looking at Lin Yi with unfriendly eyes and obvious wariness.

When he turned around completely, Lin Yi couldn't help but be secretly surprised; this man was so distinctive.

The man has a strikingly sculpted mixed-race face with a high nose bridge, deep-set eyes, and thick eyebrows.

However, his skin tone seemed to have been tanned quite dark, and his arms, with their sleeves rolled up, were noticeably several shades lighter than his face and neck.

"Yu Jingying, you'd better hurry up." The mixed-race man said in a stern tone, "I'm in a hurry to deliver the next shipment."

"No problem." Yu Feng replied good-naturedly, even with a touch of inexplicable flattery. "Xiao Zhou, there's tea and snacks at the front desk. You can eat something if you're hungry."

The man didn't reply, and carrying an inexplicable resentment, he pushed open the door and left the office.

Yu Feng watched him leave, a faint smile still lingering on his lips, before turning to Lin Yi and extending his hand: "Please sit down, Lin Yi."

"Okay, Director Yu." Lin Yi composed himself, shook hands with him, and sat down.

"Yes, Mr. Xie asked me to take good care of you."

Yu Feng's tone was different from before; he regained his usual efficiency. "You'll officially start work tomorrow. Go to the marketing department first. This department will be under my management, and I'll explain some specific tasks to you then."

"If you perform well during the probationary period, I will apply to General Manager Xie to have you promoted to a permanent position early..."

Yu Feng talked with Lin Yi for about ten minutes, briefly introducing the company's core business and development direction, and focusing on Xie Chun's struggle to establish the company.

Although Lin Yi wasn't interested in hearing about his father's "glorious years," he still listened attentively with a smile, behaving in the basic manners of a newcomer to the workplace.

However, as he listened, some long-forgotten, vague memories of his childhood seemed to be stirred up.

He seemed to understand why he rarely saw Xie Chun for two or three years during elementary school.

At that time, his parents were not yet divorced and maintained the appearance of a complete family. Xie Chun would occasionally come home, but he was always in a hurry.

It turns out that that was the most difficult period for his mother and Xie Chun in starting their business together in the United States.

His mother would also take a few days off each month to come back and spend time with him, while Xie Chun devoted almost all his time and energy to his work.

After the conversation ended, Lin Yi quickly walked out of Yu Feng's office and immediately looked anxiously at the reception area, but it was empty, and the receptionist was nowhere to be seen.

A strange sense of loss and a deeper bitterness welled up in his heart, and he almost ran towards the elevator, heading straight to the lobby on the first floor.

Just as he was about to dial, he saw Shen Beidao walking out of a convenience store not far away, holding two bottles of his usual juice.

"Where did you go?" Lin Yi went up to him, his tone carrying an urgency and a hint of grievance that he himself did not realize.

Shen Beidao handed him a bottle of juice, her eyes gentle: "I was worried you were thirsty, so I went to buy you something to drink."

Lin Yi took the drink, but did not open it immediately. Instead, like a wary puppy, he moved closer to Shen Beidao and sniffed his scent.

...Thankfully, it didn't smell like a woman's perfume.

Lin Yi breathed a slight sigh of relief.

"What's wrong?" Shen Beidao asked, seemingly suppressing a laugh, though he already knew the answer.

"Hmm?" He immediately frowned and stared up at Shen Beidao. "Why do you smell of smoke? You don't smoke."

Did he not get approached by women while he went downstairs to buy a drink, but instead get targeted by men?

"Really?" Shen Beidao raised his arm and smelled his cuff. "I can't smell it."

Lin Yi became alert and questioned, "Why? I see guilt on your face."

A note from the author:

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The truth is about to be revealed; Professor Shen has a whole bunch of secrets to reveal, and all sorts of secrets are lining up...

The story of Director Yu, which appears in this chapter, can be found here: [link to column].

"Watermelon Knife and Tie Clip" - Rough-looking mixed-race bottom x Elite top

This is a purely funny and silly short story of over 100,000 words. Please add it to your favorites!

Zhou Qi, a fruit stall owner, lives a fulfilling life thanks to his loudspeaker and his silver tongue.

"Imported Kirin melon, originally priced at 1988 yuan per jin!"

"National subsidy: 1000! Provincial subsidy: 900! Store subsidy: 86!"

"It's only two yuan per pound! You won't lose out for two yuan, you won't be cheated for two yuan!"

One day, a cool guy in a suit stopped in front of his stall, expressionless: "I'll issue an invoice at the original price."

Zhou Qi: "It's a small business, so we don't issue invoices, dear."

Yu Feng: "Selling fruit by day and animals by night, Boss Zhou is truly an amphibious elite."

Zhou Qi grabbed his tie: "I'm saying this one last time! That day was an accident! I'm not a gigolo!!"

Yu Feng: "Okay, then issue an invoice."

Zhou Qi: "No!"

Yu Feng: "So tonight, it's 1988 for the whole night, cash or QR code?"

Zhou Qi slammed the watermelon knife into the cutting board with a clang: ...

Yu Feng showed the transfer interface: "Are there any discounts for monthly subscriptions, brother?"

Later, Zhou Qi's loudspeaker was forced to update its advertising slogan:

"Two yuan per kilogram! No invoices! No after-sales service! We especially do not serve customers with the surname Yu!"

That evening, he was blocked at the door by the "blacklisted VIPs".

Zhou Qi: "What exactly do you see in me? I'll change, okay?"

Yu Feng moved closer, slipping a hand under the hem of your T-shirt. "I've got my eye on this part of you..." His fingertips twirled around your waist. "You looked so good when you were packing it up..."

"I've got my eye on this place..." He breathed heavily on his Adam's apple, "His cries for sale are even hoarser than his moans for sex."

Zhou Qi's legs went weak from his words, but he still stubbornly said, "Get lost..."

Rough-around-the-edges stall owner (bottom) x Career elite (top), younger man/older woman, silly and sweet story.