Wen Zhuo: "As long as you don't deliberately cause trouble, Muse won't chase away your customers when you're doing business."

The lampwick nodded its little head, then sniffed the wine. It was about to give up. It swept the money, saw the sofa, and stumbled over, almost tripping over itself.

He has always been a good boy.

I've never been to a bar before.

I didn't know there was a charge for lying down on the sofa.

The bar staff tried to stop him, but Wen Zhuo stopped them, saying calmly, "Let him sleep."

The staff had no choice but to give up.

He slept on the sofa with the lamp wick stuck to it, completely drunk.

The pub is similar to a quiet bar, with soothing music, making it a good place for friends to chat.

It was midnight, and the place was packed. There were so many customers tonight that there weren't enough seats. The waiter was at his wits' end and went to ask Wen Zhuo for help. He was the bartender and also the owner of the bar.

Wen Zhuo: "Let him sleep, go get a blanket."

The waiter nodded, turned around and took a small blanket from the cabinet, handed it to the owner, and Wen Zhuo took it and walked to Deng Xin's side. Her cheeks were still flushed, which seemed a bit abnormal.

This is a state of intoxication; he clearly didn't drink any alcohol.

They were worried that the boy might have some health problems.

She placed her hand on the boy's shoulder and gently shook him. "Wake up."

The lamp wick smacked its lips, nuzzled against the man, changed its position and continued sleeping. Its head was fuzzy and it couldn't wake up at all. Wen Zhuo placed its hand on the man's forehead to check his temperature. It was very hot. He had a fever.

There's air conditioning here. If I have a fever, I'll definitely catch a cold if I sleep like this at night. Thinking about it, Wen Zhuo picked him up. The man was tall and slender with a handsome appearance; he was a standout.

Moreover, he is the most prestigious figure in the twilight district.

Every move they make attracts a lot of attention.

He usually gets asked for WeChat contacts by many people, both men and women, but he has never been seen being intimate with anyone. Suddenly, he picked up a strange young man, which made some of the customers feel uncomfortable.

Everyone was asking the waiters about the boy's identity.

The waiter was also completely bewildered.

Wen Zhuo carried Nan Yu to his rest room. The room was small, with the bed against three walls. There was a wooden square table inside, and a wooden window directly opposite. The whole room had a cool tone and a rustic, scholarly atmosphere.

People like Wen Zhuo are usually very private.

No staff members were allowed to enter the room. He didn't know why he had brought the boy here; perhaps it was out of kindness that he noticed the worry in the boy's eyes.

Regardless, Wen Zhuo still helped him take off his shoes and coat, and took his temperature. When drunk, body temperature rises, so the temperature measured by the thermometer is naturally high, like a fever.

Wen Zhuo prepared a warm towel to apply to his head.

The lamp wick is sleeping soundly.

Wen Zhuo left only after seeing his body temperature gradually decrease.

Nan Yu did not return home all night.

The housekeeper told Lin's mother about it. Chen Xu happened to be eating at the time. He was very ill-mannered, cold, and liked to swear. He continued:

"That scoundrel is out there messing around; he's probably no good either."

Chen Xu has been incredibly arrogant for the past year, taking advantage of the Lin family's debt. The Lin family parents feel sorry for him, and the more ill-mannered their own son is, the more they hate the Chen family. They also feel uncomfortable looking at Lin Xun.

"Xiao Xu, don't swear at home."

Chen Xu didn't seem to care and just said "oh," while rummaging through the food with his chopsticks. Lin's mother frowned: "Xiao Xu, that's rude. It's one thing at home, but you should never use your chopsticks to rummage through food when you're out, understand?"

Chen Xu was so tired of hearing it that his ears were practically calloused.

My parents never said anything before, but my own parents are always so fussy.

However, considering their wealth, Chen Xu would somewhat restrain his temper. Thinking of his parents, a smirk appeared on his face as he planned to drive his sports car back home tomorrow to show off.

What can a farmer from a poor mountain village have to compare with him?

If it weren't for them, how could I have endured such a hard life away from home for so long!

"knew."

He agreed verbally, but when he looked at the food on the plate, he still picked and chose.

Lin's mother didn't dare to say much, afraid of hurting her son's self-esteem. She hesitated and could only swallow her words. The servants in the house were very dissatisfied with Chen Xu.

He has the temper of a spoiled young master.

They would curse at them at the drop of a hat and throw things.

If he sees a pretty maid, he not only flirts with her, but if she's sensible, he goes out to have sex with her; if she's not sensible, he fires her and hires a prettier one.

It's incredibly annoying.

In comparison, these bystanders felt sorry for Young Master Lin Xun.

Before Young Master Chen Xu arrived, he was always the family's darling. The young master was polite, kind, and gentle. He often gave them red envelopes and never used foul language. If there was an emergency at home and the housekeeper refused to approve it, they would go to the young master for help, and he would always grant their request and even give them extra travel expenses.

Furthermore, nothing can be perfect.

Occasionally, a small mistake will occur.

Young Master Lin Xun wouldn't care much.

Young Master Chen felt that they didn't value him, so he found all sorts of reasons to make things difficult for them. The servants had no choice but to speak up and dared not complain, because there was a precedent that if they said anything bad about Young Master Chen, they would get their wages and leave that night.

"Find out where he went last night. He's got too big for his britches now, doesn't he? He doesn't even come home anymore?"

As Lin's mother spoke, she grew angry and began to complain about Nan Yu.

Chen Xu took a sip of wine and said unhappily, "Mom, this is my home, and I am your real son."

Lin's mother, blindly spoiling her son, echoed his words:

“Yes, Xiaoxu is Mom’s darling. But your grandfather left him some shares, which should belong to you. He’s not old enough to take them yet. When the time comes, Mom will find a way to transfer them to your name. By then, when he graduates, we won’t have to worry about him anymore.”

Upon hearing that he had money registered under Lin Xun's name, Chen Xu was immediately impressed.

I immediately lost my composure.

He spat into the nearby trash can, the spittle still sticking out of his mouth. Lin's mother instantly lost her appetite. This child…

"Can't we transfer it now? Mom, hasn't he enjoyed nineteen years of my life enough?"

Lin's mother felt heartbroken whenever the topic of nineteen years came up, and quickly said, "Mom doesn't know who your grandfather's lawyer is. He said he'll appear when the time comes. Don't worry, he's not our biological son, so the shares won't end up in his hands. They'll all be yours in the future."

Chen Xu was finally satisfied.

"Mom, there's something I need to tell you."

Lin's mother: "You tell me."

"I've had a few girlfriends, and one of them got pregnant. She's over a month pregnant. What do you think, should I keep the baby or have an abortion?"

Lin's mother froze, thinking she had misheard: "Wh-what?"

Chen Xu frowned. "I have a girlfriend who's pregnant. Do you want her?"

Lin's mother: "How come you've had so many girlfriends all at once?"

Chen Xu: "Our family is rich. Isn't that how rich people are? It's just a few, not a dozen or twenty. My dad must have mistresses outside, right?"

Lin's mother's face changed instantly, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Putting aside other aspects, Lin's father was definitely a good man. He was not tempted or misled by the outside world and was devoted to his wife. Otherwise, he would have had more than one son, Chen Xu.

Chen Xu took another sip of wine, not caring at all about offending people with his words, and said casually, "My friends' fathers all have mistresses outside, but their fathers don't?"

Lin's mother was truly angered, and her voice became harsher: "No! You're not allowed to say such things again."

He was so angry that he forgot about the child and said, "You can't have it. You're going to marry a rich heiress in the future, so don't mess around with those shady women."