Upon hearing the address "Miss Lin," Shen Linyue paused for a couple of seconds before nodding slightly and politely asking, "Thank you. Is there anything I can help you with?"
This is supposed to be her future husband's and son's home, but she feels no sense of belonging. Currently, she seems to be just staying here temporarily, and that's the reality.
The butler's gentle smile remained unchanged. "No need. Perhaps you could go watch some TV?"
This Miss Lin looks to be about the same age as the young master; she must also be a student, right?
Remembering the young master's instructions before he left, he decided to call the boss to ask if he could find Miss Lin's family and persuade her to go back to school.
Shen Linyue had no idea that in just two minutes, she had become the young lady who had run away from home because of a fight with her family.
She looked in the direction the housekeeper pointed and saw a screen about half the size of a wall. She had noticed it last night, but hadn't thought much of it then.
Who would have thought that this thin piece of paper would actually be a huge TV?!
Technology is indeed constantly advancing; televisions can now be made so thin.
Every item from the new era filled her with emotion.
"Wow! Can I really watch this?" Shen Linyue was overjoyed. Watching on such a big TV would definitely be amazing!
It's a visual feast! She can't wait!
Her bright eyes were fixed on him, and the butler, if not for his exceptional professionalism, would have been stunned for a moment before finally realizing what was happening and smiling somewhat helplessly.
"Yes, Ms. Lin, this is intelligent control. You can wake it up by speaking, and you can also use voice commands to play TV."
The housekeeper performed the procedure for her, and Shen Linyue was once again so shocked that she was speechless.
With TVs becoming this smart, how far away is it from her seeing a flying car?
A serene and peaceful expression appeared on Shen Linyue's face.
The housekeeper had never expected Miss Lin to be so supportive, and his gaze towards her became even more affectionate and tender.
Miss Lin must have had very strict upbringing, as she has never even watched television.
For the rest of the time, Shen Linyue enjoyed watching the drama on her own.
The housekeeper brought her food twice during this time, but she didn't even look up, focusing intently on watching the show.
The housekeeper couldn't help but twitch his lips when he saw the show she was watching. Oh, no, Miss Lin, why are you watching "Temptation of Going Home" so enthusiastically?
It's been a long time since I've seen young people watching this show.
...
The He family home was large, with several servants, so there was no need for Shen Linyue's help. After lunch, she didn't continue watching the drama. Instead, she went out for a walk in the garden to relax her eyes and watch the gardener pruning the bushes.
Not long after Shen Linyue left, the butler watched her departing figure and went to the side hall to make a phone call to the boss.
The call was answered within seconds; it wasn't the caller but the boss's assistant.
The assistant is a man in his thirties with exceptional business skills. He has been working for the boss for over a decade and handles all the young master's affairs, big and small.
The butler didn't seem to have any particular feelings about it. After briefly recounting what happened last night, the assistant spoke up after a moment of contemplation.
"The boss will finish the meeting in half an hour, I will tell him."
"Let's do as the young master says for now and take good care of Miss Lin."
Butler: "Okay, I understand."
After hanging up the phone, the assistant pondered for a long time. He knew that the boss's mother's surname was Lin, but was the appearance of this Miss Lin too suspicious?
As a good assistant, he had to send all the investigation reports to his boss's desk when the boss found out about the matter.
The assistant turned and left after thinking about these things.
Half an hour later, the meeting ended, and the assistant general, who had followed the boss back to his office, repeated what the butler had said.
The man paused upon hearing the name, his dark, unfathomable eyes falling on the assistant: "Lin Yue?"
The assistant nodded under pressure: "Yes, we couldn't find any information about this Miss Lin. Moreover, after Madam and her mother remarried, they only had one son. Currently, the whole family lives abroad and has not returned to China."
He hesitated before asking, "Should we call the police?"
These days, scammers are pretty audacious; they even managed to scam their boss's son.
This is like kicking a hornet's nest; his boss could wipe out the entire den of thieves!
However, the man did not answer the question. His deep voice rang out calmly: "How old do you think she is?"
"The butler only said that he looks about the same age as the young master."
He nodded almost imperceptibly, his expression unreadable: "Have someone keep an eye on things. Postpone any recent schedules you can, and deal with the ones that can't be postponed in the next couple of days."
The assistant was stunned for a moment, then immediately realized that the boss was going to meet this fraudster... no, Miss Lin, in person?
Just who is this Miss Lin?
"...Okay, I'll arrange it right away."
...
He Xiao had no idea that in just half a day, his father's subordinates had thoroughly investigated Shen Linyue.
He was sleeping in the classroom at that moment, and the bell had rung for a while, but he didn't move.
"Tap tap tap—"
A tap was made on the desk, and a boy's clear, calm voice came through, "He, you haven't handed in last week's homework yet."
However, he was met with He Xiao's furry back of the head; the boy didn't take him seriously at all.
Jiang Zhixing wasn't annoyed and continued tapping the table: "If you don't write it down, I'll just report it to the teacher."
This time, the boy made a move. He threw a stack of homework behind his desk with one hand before slowly raising his head. His handsome face was full of impatience, and his phoenix eyes were filled with anger.
"Jiang Zhixing, are you ever going to shut up? What else can you do besides tattle on teachers? You little bastard, why don't you fight me one-on-one?"
Jiang Zhixing didn't even lift his eyelids. His fair and slender fingertips rummaged through his pile of homework books and pulled out two test papers and three or five practice questions.
Surprisingly, I completed both exam papers, but my handwriting was sloppy.
He looked at He Xiao: "And who copied this for you?"
He Xiao laughed in anger, crossed his arms and leaned back on the stool, crossed his legs and said sarcastically, "Are you a genius? What's it to you? You're just a lowly homework collector, get lost."
The stools scraped against the floor, making a screeching sound. The classroom, which was already nearly empty, was eerily quiet. The few remaining students quickly packed up and left the classroom, afraid of being accidentally hurt by the two big shots.
Jiang Zhixing stood ramrod straight, holding his textbook, his eyes behind his glasses revealing no joy.
"I am the class monitor, the subject representative, and the leader of your group. Your failure to hand in your homework will affect our group's grade. Don't you have any sense of collective responsibility?"
"Why are you acting all high and mighty with just the two of us? Collective responsibility? If you can't stand it, just ask the teacher to transfer you. You've done this before, haven't you, class monitor?"
Their eyes met, neither willing to yield, as if they both wanted to kill each other with their gazes.
Gu Yi'an walked in and saw this scene. He was about to speak when he was silenced, only then realizing the strong smell of gunpowder around him.
Good heavens, are these two really going to fight?
But if these two were to actually fight, who would be more likely to win?
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