After completely eradicating the Dongxing Gang, Lin Li finally felt relieved.

After disguising himself as a man, he sold off the valuable items he had obtained from the Dongxing Sect one by one.

With this sum of money in hand, she returned to Shenzhen in a flash of inspiration.

Stepping into Nanhai Pavilion Catering Company in Shenzhen.

They went directly to Wang Jianguo's office.

Seeing Wang Jianguo engrossed in processing documents, Lin Li directly took out HK$100,000 and placed it on his desk.

"This is the compensation for your hard work when you went to the port city last time. It's a reissue from the company, so you can't delay it."

Wang Jianguo stared blankly at the money on the table, his eyes wide with disbelief.

"Boss, isn't this much unnecessary?"

Lin Li smiled in a way that left no room for refusal, and then left the office.

A thought led me back to Beijing.

It took Lin Li nearly two months to finish dealing with the matters in Hong Kong.

Time flies.

She felt like she hadn't recovered from her rest yet, and Lin Laosan and the two little ones were about to start their summer vacation.

After this summer vacation, the three of them will transfer to a school in Gangcheng.

so.

The shops and businesses in the capital need to be secured.

Lin Li found Xu Ting and Xu Yue and left them some money.

He instructed them to buy any suitable shops they saw to expand their business.

The two nodded in agreement.

On the other side, Xiao Wang, also known as Wang Zhi and Zhao Dashan, continued to sell their discounted apartments, which were then rented out after being renovated.

Wang Zhi has quit his job at the real estate agency's sales office and is now working full-time for Lin Li.

then.

Lin Li established a real estate company and hired Wang Zhi as general manager and Chen Dashan as project director.

Currently, the main business of real estate companies is the sale and rental of houses.

At the same time, she also asked Wang Zhi to keep an eye out for any land auction news.

Busy days fly by.

After all this was arranged, Lin Laosan and the two little ones had already been on summer vacation for half a month.

They waited in Beijing for Lin Li to finish her work so they could go to Hong Kong together.

finally.

In mid-to-late June, the group returned to the port city once again.

After they got off the plane, Ah Cheng was already waiting for them at the airport entrance.

We returned to the port city, weary from our journey.

Upon returning to the villa, the four were too exhausted to speak.

After dinner, everyone went back to their rooms and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day.

The cicadas outside the window were chirping in the dense canopy of the phoenix tree, buzzing through three layers of vacuum glass.

Lin Li finally moved her fingers, and the sleeves of her silk robe slid down to her elbows, revealing her forearms.

June in the port city is always like this, humid and warm, quite different from the dry early summer in Beijing.

Thankfully, there's air conditioning, which allows for a refreshing coolness in the early morning.

The crystal aromatherapy lamp is currently emitting the scent of sandalwood and the sweet fragrance of gardenias.

It relieved Lin Li's fatigue.

She turned over, and the silk sheets rustled softly.

The gold-plated alarm clock on the bedside table had just passed nine o'clock.

The curtains were lifted slightly by the sea breeze, and sunlight suddenly streamed in, casting a golden line across her collarbone.

Lin Li squinted and saw her slightly swollen eyes reflected in the mirror on the dressing table.

She reached out and touched it; time had still left its mark on her face.

The sound of the maid, Ah Zhen, wiping the floor came from downstairs. The hum of the vacuum cleaner drifted up the teak stairs, but it wasn't harsh at all.

Lin Li stretched, her joints making a series of soft cracking sounds as she finally relaxed her body.

As she sat up, the collar of her robe slipped open slightly, revealing a small cinnabar mole on her shoulder.

The sunlight falling on it is like a red bean warmed by body heat.

A few blossoms suddenly fell from the phoenix tree outside the window, their pink and purple petals swirling and drifting onto the windowsill, creating a delightful scene.

There's still time for everything, there's no need to rush anything.

Lin Li threw off the covers and stepped barefoot onto the cashmere carpet on the floor. The soft touch spread from the soles of her feet, dispelling the last trace of weariness.

She walked to the dressing table, picked up the ivory comb, and began to comb her long hair.

Her jet-black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, and the comb made a soft rustling sound as it passed through.

Looking at myself in the mirror, my eyes gradually cleared, the drowsiness from just waking up gone.

She gently patted her cheeks in front of the mirror; although her skin showed signs of sagging, it still radiated a healthy glow.

After washing up, she changed into a moon-white dress with delicate lace embroidery at the neckline, which made her skin look even whiter than snow.

The dress has a simple and elegant cut, which perfectly outlines her still graceful figure. It does not deliberately pursue the slenderness of a young girl, but has its own charm of a mature woman.

Stepping downstairs, the living room is spacious and bright, with sunlight streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting dappled shadows on the floor.

A pristine white tablecloth covered the long dining table, which was already laden with a sumptuous French breakfast.

Golden-brown, crispy croissants are neatly arranged in a wicker basket, next to a plate of sliced ​​fresh fruit.

The strawberries were fiery red, the blueberries were a glossy purple, and the orange slices were crystal clear.

There were also perfectly fried sunny-side-up eggs, the yolks trembling slightly, accompanied by a few slices of ham.

A white bone china coffee pot sits in the center of the dining table, next to several small coffee cups. Wisps of steam rise from the pot, carrying the rich aroma of coffee.

Butler Fu was standing by the dining table. When he saw Lin Li come down, he bowed slightly in greeting.

"Madam, you're awake. Knowing you were coming back today, I specially prepared your favorite French breakfast for you."

Uncle Fu was ten years older than her, and his hair was almost completely white, but he was still very energetic.

He was wearing a well-fitting dark suit, his hair was neatly combed, and he had a gentle smile on his face.

Lin Li smiled and nodded, the fine lines at the corners of her eyes softening once more.

"Uncle Fu, thank you for your hard work."

She walked to the dining table, pulled out a chair, and sat down with a calm and elegant demeanor.

My gaze inadvertently swept across a corner of the dining table, where several newspapers were placed.

She reached out and picked up the top copy, today's "Hong Kong Morning Post," the newspaper's ink smell carrying a faint, pleasant fragrance.

She picked up a croissant, took a small bite, and the crispy crust cracked in her mouth, instantly filling her entire oral cavity with the aroma of butter.

Although my teeth are not as sharp as they were when I was young, I can still savor the deliciousness of the food.

Then, she picked up the coffee pot, poured some coffee into the cup, added a small sugar cube, and gently stirred it with a small spoon, making a crisp clinking sound.

The richness of the coffee blends perfectly with the sweetness of the sugar cubes, creating a smooth texture and a warm sensation that flows from the throat to the heart.

She drank her coffee slowly and attentively.

Just then, Uncle Fu slowly spoke as he added fruit to Lin Li's plate.

"Madam, during your trip to Beijing, a major event occurred in Hong Kong."

Lin Li was holding a fork and picking up a strawberry when she heard this. She raised her eyes and calmly gestured for Uncle Fu to continue.

"The East Star Gang has been wiped out."

Uncle Fu's voice was not loud, but it carried a hint of barely perceptible joy.