Lin Shi snorted sarcastically, "Boss Yan, you're only 28 and you already want to be someone's dad?"
Yan Yian: "Did you know that the Lin family's old house had Feng Shui arrangements?"
Lin Shi was stunned. He didn't know how Yan Yian turned the topic to such an irrelevant matter.
"Does the Yan family also believe in feudal superstition?"
Yan Yian: “…”
Yan Yian, the grandson of the number one feudal superstitious player: "..."
For a moment, Yan Yian really wanted to pry open Lin Shitian's inspiration and study whether the thinking processes of today's high school students were so complicated.
He wordlessly flipped to the last two pages of the information with one hand.
One of the pages was the layout map of the Lin family that Lin Shi sent to Yan Xianjue, and Yan Yian printed it out.
The other page is the corresponding Feng Shui diagram.
Yan Yian tore open the two pages and spread them out in front of Lin Shi: "Take a look."
Lin Shi looked at it suspiciously. He naturally recognized the one in front.
The following picture...
His expression gradually became serious.
The latter picture greatly downplays the location of the house and only briefly indicates its approximate location.
On the contrary, the layout of the flowers, plants and trees is particularly exquisite.
Combined with Yan Yian's previous words: "What does President Yan mean by this?"
Since Yan Yian came to see Lin Shi, he naturally didn't mind explaining a few things to him.
Of course, he would not reveal a single word about what should be concealed.
He pointed at a large tree with lush branches and leaves, which was located right in the middle of the Lin family's old house.
"The trees in this painting..."
Lin Shi directly responded: "It's no different from the Lin family."
Lin Shi was deeply impressed by this tree.
He had forgotten what he had done and hid in the tree for fear of being beaten.
In order to teach him a lesson, Lin Rui simply didn't allow anyone to look for him, nor did he allow anyone to bring him food or blankets. He stayed in the tree for a whole night and almost froze to death.
However, when he came down from the tree the next day, he still couldn't escape a beating.
Yan Yian nodded: "This feng shui is beneficial to longevity."
Lin Shi recognized every word in these few words, but when they were put together, he felt that Yan Yian was not speaking human language.
"Wait, you mean the old guy being alive has something to do with these trees?"
What about the Lin family's expensive medical team that serves the old man 24 hours a day?
Yan Yian: "I said it's only beneficial, not that if the tree survives, he will survive."
Lin Shi carefully considered Yan Yian's words. If he understood it in reverse, would the death of the tree also affect the lifespan of the old thing?
Lin Shi's expression suddenly became serious. He didn't bother to pretend anymore and said, "Mr. Yan is quite confident."
Yan Yian shook his head: "0 points."
Lin Shi: “???”
Lin Shi's expression turned ugly: "Are you kidding me?"
Yan Yian chuckled: "Just ask that little monk in your hand and you'll know."
Lin Shi's face changed drastically.
Since Lin Shi can monitor the Lin family, Yan Yian naturally has a way to monitor Lin Shi and Lin Lang at the same time.
This is much more convenient than him going to great lengths to arrange people to monitor the Lin family.
Yan Yian placed the wax-sealed pill on the table.
Lin Shi had a strange expression on his face: "You want me to drug that old guy?"
He firmly denied it, "Don't dream, it's impossible. If drugging could succeed, I would have done it long ago."
The old turtle in his family who is afraid of death has someone watching him even when he sleeps.
He had to be extremely careful with what he brought into the mouth, otherwise, with the way he managed the people in the Lin family, he would have been killed by some descendant long ago.
Lin Shi is not the first person to hate the Lin family. If Old Master Lin continues to live, he will probably not be the last one.
Such an obviously large pill would require several mouthfuls to be eaten raw, and it would be impossible to send it into the old man's stomach without alerting others, and he didn't know any space magic.
Yan Yian: “…”
Yan Yian looked at the pill the size of a child's fist, and thought seriously about whether Lin Shi had a problem with his brain, or whether Lin Shi thought that he had a problem with his brain.
He said speechlessly: "This is..."
He was stuck as soon as he opened his mouth. He swallowed the name of the "Xiaoshengdan" written in his grandfather's letter and adopted the plain words of the banquet: "This is a powerful herbicide."
Lin Shi opened his mouth and closed it after a moment.
As expected, Yan Xianjue’s train of thought was unpredictable. It wasn’t just his problem, it might be a family hereditary problem.
Just like his mental illness, it's congenital and cannot be cured.
Since no one is a normal person, we can continue to play on equal terms.
Neither of them knew that the other was diss-ing him/herself harshly in his/her heart.
"Um... let me ask," Lin Shi said in a cautious tone, afraid of touching the other person's sensitive nerves, "Is Mr. Yan's way of dealing with the Lin family to weed them out?"
This sounds even crazier than him.
Yan Yian: “…”
It seems like everything is right, and yet it seems like nothing is right.
Yan Yian decided to make a quick decision: "Do you have the formula for the explosives?"
Lin Shi's pupils contracted violently.
Without him saying anything, Yan Yian knew that his bet was right.
"Bring it here."
A few seconds later, Lin Shi suddenly smiled brightly at Yan Yian: "It's okay for President Yan to monitor me, but does Yan Xianjue know that President Yan is monitoring him all the time?"
Yan Yian looked at him coldly: "The bodyguards around me were arranged by Yan Xianjue."
Lin Shi was stunned.
The locations of everyone in the Yan family are shared, and the only thing that can be called surveillance is the sudden voice in their heart.
Without knowing the stakes, the Yan family has no intention of challenging the unknown for the time being.
But when everything is settled, they will tell Yan Xianjue everything.
Lin Shi didn't know the inside story, but even so, he wouldn't easily hand over what he had obtained just because of Yan Yian's two words.
Lin Shi: "Even so, you can't just make decisions for him."
"And President Yan came to me instead of Yan Xianjue, isn't it because he didn't want him to know?"
Yan Yian: "If it were something else, I really couldn't do it, but you are illegally manufacturing explosives, which is illegal."
Lin Shi laughed and put his hand on the folder filled with things. "I finally understand. Mr. Yan is not here to take the things back. Mr. Yan wants me to bear this matter on myself, right?"
"No, I should say," he lowered his gaze to the large pill, "Yan always wants to reap the benefits."
He pushed the document towards Yan Yian, and both the trajectory and force were almost the same as the one Yan Yian had pushed him with just now. "If you want to use this as leverage against me, President Yan, you're mistaken."
"It's just a blood relative."
"What if people find out?"
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