Lin Feng's arrival instantly turned the atmosphere in the box from cheerful to silent. The young men who had just been acting so unruly now all became sanctimonious, especially Lin Shuming, who was like a mouse meeting a cat, suppressing all his unruly behavior and sitting upright, serious and serious.
Wen Xi was surprised to see this and was full of curiosity about the man with a broken left hand in a sling.
When Lin Feng sat there, he exuded an isolating aura. Except for Meng Senze, no one else in the box dared to come forward and say hello.
"What's wrong with your hand? Is it broken? Is it serious? Who hurt you?" Meng Senze asked with concern.
Of all the students, only Meng Senze dared to chat and laugh with Lin Feng freely. After all, they had been roommates for three or four years in college, and their relationship was extraordinary. Especially when Lin Feng was pursuing Su Ling, Meng Senze acted as a strategist for the unromantic Lin Feng, offering him advice and strategies that helped him win her over. He even revised his plans before graduation, becoming a legend at S University.
However, many people were not optimistic about Lin Feng and Su Ling's marriage. The Su and Lin families had a bad relationship, and the union of their descendants was not blessed by the elders. The Su family directly severed ties with Su Ling. The elders of the Lin family did not object on the surface, but they did not necessarily like Su Ling. Otherwise, why had they not held a wedding after three years of marriage?
Of course, Meng Senze wasn't one for gossip. He always respected his friends' privacy and didn't ask too much. This time, he had brought his cousin to the Fengyasong Hotel for a welcome party, inviting close friends to join in the fun. He'd called Lin Feng purely on the side, and he hadn't expected President Lin to be so kind as to actually come over for the first time.
Meng Senze valued this friend from the bottom of his heart. When he saw that his arm was broken, he looked solemn, as if he wanted to settle the score with the culprit.
"It's just a minor injury." Lin Feng said in a calm tone.
"Can a fracture be considered a minor injury?" Meng Senze frowned. "When did it happen? How come I didn't hear anything about it? Does Shuming know about it?"
When Lin Shuming was called, he opened his big innocent eyes and shook his head.
He had only just learned of his uncle's injury. As a playboy who was idle, unmotivated, and spent his days among women, how could he dare to hang around in front of his uncle? There was no harm without comparison. Because he was the same age as his uncle, he had been compared to them since childhood, suffering inhumane blows.
Many people who don’t know the situation may be curious. The younger uncle is obviously the son of his great-grandfather, so why is he the same age as his nephew?
The baby feels sad, but dare not say it.
My uncle actually has an older brother: his great uncle. My father said he was a financial genius, displaying extraordinary talent as a teenager. He could invest tens of thousands of yuan in the stock market and make tens of times the profit in just three months. Unfortunately, his talent was not appreciated by fate; at the age of 22, he unexpectedly passed away.
My great-grandfather was heartbroken to see his son die young. When my great-great-grandfather heard the bad news, he almost died too. Fortunately, he was rescued in time and was out of danger.
My younger uncle was born the year after my eldest uncle passed away. My grandmother, who was in her forties, was overjoyed to have a son, which alleviated the pain of losing him.
Lin Shuming, the same age as his uncle, was suffering. While his fifteen-year-old uncle was already gradually getting involved in company affairs, he was still worried about exams. His uncle had been admitted to S University's Finance Department with top marks, while he was the last in the class, barely making the grade.
Today, the 27-year-old uncle has become the helmsman of the Lin Group, busy with all kinds of affairs every day. He is completely different from him, a playboy who spends his parents' money everywhere.
Lin Shuming usually stayed away from his uncle, so how could he know about his uncle's injury? Of course, as a nephew, since he had met his uncle, he naturally had to show concern.
"Uncle, were you injured abroad?" he asked. This year, my uncle had been on frequent business trips and had spent less time in China. They had met once before at the Lin family's old house, and his arm was fine then. Three months later, it was broken. There was no news in China, so he had to be injured abroad and the news was blocked.
"Yeah." Lin Feng replied calmly without further explanation.
Lin Shuming was depressed. There was no point in talking today. He looked at Meng Senze helplessly. Meng Senze raised an eyebrow at him. Since Lin Feng didn't want to talk about this topic, let's stop for now.
So Meng Senze actively livened up the atmosphere and introduced his cousin again.
"My cousin Wen Xi just came back from Country M. Cousin, this is Lin Feng, the president of the Lin Group. We were college classmates."
Wen Xi stood up and extended his hand politely: "Hello, Brother Lin."
Lin Feng sat there without moving, glanced at him indifferently, and nodded slightly as a greeting.
Wen Xi's smile was stiff, and he raised his hands awkwardly in the air, not knowing whether to put them down or not.
Lin Shuming suddenly reached out and hugged him, ruffling his hair roughly. "Xiaoxi, you just called me brother, but now you're calling my uncle "big brother"? We can't mess up the generations. Be good and call me uncle."
"Uh." Wen Xi was stunned by his messed up hair. He really didn't think about this relationship. He habitually called him "big brother" and forgot there was a "younger generation" here.
"Wait!" Hu Xingning interrupted, "Wen Xi also calls us brother. If you ask him to be your equal, aren't you forcing us to be of a lower generation? No, no, you are you, and we are us. We can't be mixed up."
"Xingning is right. You are the only youngster here. It has nothing to do with us." Meng Senze rescued his cousin from Lin Shuming's clutches.
Lin Shuming exhaled two puffs of air from his nose, feeling helpless. He glanced at his uncle and saw that he had no expression on his face. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Someone made a joke and the atmosphere in the box suddenly became relaxed. Meng Senze pressed the bell on the table to call the waiter and the meal officially began.
After a while, the huge round table was filled with delicacies from land and sea. Meng Senze raised his wine glass and toasted everyone with great enthusiasm. Everyone else was drinking, but Lin Feng was holding a glass of boiled water.
If you are injured, you cannot drink alcohol.
The reasons are very good.
When everyone was drunk, they opened their hearts and talked a lot. During this time, Lin Feng rarely spoke. It was usually Meng Senze, who was sitting next to him, who came over to chat with him, and he passively responded with a few words.
Over there, Lin Shuming pulled Wen Xidong aside and chatted with him, and in a few words he found out everything about the man's ancestors.
"...So, you returned to China this time to follow your grandfather? Your grandfather is from H City?" Lin Shuming asked.
"Yes." Wen Xi did not hide it, "My grandfather's name is Bai Jincheng. I wonder if you have heard of him."
"Bai Jincheng?" Lin Shuming shook his head. "I've never heard of him."
"He's a complete idiot, what does he know?" Meng Senze said disdainfully. "My grandfather is a renowned figure in the Chinese painting world. Although he lives abroad, he's as famous as Master Zhang Qianyi back home."
"Master Zhang Qianyi!" The others were surprised. Zhang Qianyi was a leading figure in Chinese painting, and even national leaders had met with him, which showed how high his status was. Wen Xi's grandfather was actually as famous as him, which seemed extraordinary.
Lin Shuming touched his chin and said, "I am ignorant. Speaking of Master Zhang Qianyi, I remember that my aunt was his last disciple."
His aunt was naturally Lin Feng's wife. Everyone else knew what she meant, but Meng Senze turned around and asked, "It's been a while since I've met up with Junior Su. Why don't you bring him out to hang out with us someday?"
Lin Feng remained unmoved and said, "He doesn't like socializing."
Meng Senze spread his hands: "How can a gathering with friends be considered a social event?"
Lin Feng dotes on Su Ling so much that after they get married, he keeps her in a beautiful house and blocks out all attention from the outside world.
Same-sex marriage is commonplace for ordinary people, but it's frowned upon by large families. They have a throne to inherit, and same-sex marriage would mean cutting off their lineage. How could a large family approve? And the outside world is constantly watching them, eager to dig up news daily. If they were to use a surrogate, it would be trending on the internet in minutes.
Therefore, Meng Senze has always been curious about why the Lin family was so open-minded and allowed Lin Feng to marry Su Ling.
"Lin... Mr. Lin is married?" Wen Xi asked in surprise, his eyes falling on the ring on Lin Feng's left ring finger. Because of Lin Shuming's seniority, he couldn't call his uncle "big brother", so he changed his address to "Mr. Lin", so as not to embarrass either side.
"Yes, this guy kidnapped someone back home during college, and they entered the grave of marriage early..." After being given a cold look by Lin Feng, Meng Senze quickly changed his words, "Ahem, entered the palace of marriage."
"My uncle is the only married man here. We are all single, Xiao Xixi." Lin Shuming cast a charming glance at Wen Xi, "If you want to fall in love, you can consider me first."
Wen Xi moved closer to Meng Senze and declined the offer. "No...thank you. I don't have any plans to fall in love for the time being."
Lin Shuming looked disappointed: "That's such a pity."
Meng Senze said, "My cousin is completely absorbed in painting. How can he have time to talk about love with you?"
When it comes to painting, Wen Xi talks a lot.
Everyone else surrounded him and gave him enough face. Lin Feng finished drinking the boiled water, took a few bites of food, and glanced at Meng Senze. Meng Senze, who had been his roommate for three years, immediately understood, told the others, and left the box with him.
The two of them walked into a vacant small private room and closed the door. Meng Senze asked in confusion, "You didn't come to the banquet today just to drink a glass of boiled water, did you?"
He was one of Lin Feng's few friends, so Lin Feng did not hide it.
"Su Ling left behind a divorce agreement and has been missing for a month and a half."
Meng Senze's mouth was open so wide that two eggs could be stuffed in it.
"No...what happened? Did he dump you? Haha——"
He chuckled twice, then under the other person's cold gaze, he suppressed his mocking expression and cleared his throat. "You didn't go looking for him? With your ability, it should be impossible not to find him, right?"
"Someone helped him." Lin Feng was reluctant to go into details.
Meng Senze was lost in thought. Su Ling had few close friends, and besides Lin Zhou, no one else mattered. Lin Zhou might not be very capable, but his husband, Fu Heng, was a bit of a problem.
"So... what do you want me to do?" Meng Senze asked. Deal with Fu Heng? That's a bit difficult!
Lin Feng said: "Your second uncle is Zhang Qianyi's eldest disciple."
Meng Senze suddenly realized. His second uncle was indeed Zhang Qianyi's eldest disciple, and Su Ling was Zhang Qianyi's last disciple. If they were in contact, then he could find out Su Ling's whereabouts through his second uncle.
I see!
"You could have called me, you don't have to come here in person," Meng Senze said with a smile. "Of course, I'm very happy that you came. It shows that you value me as a friend."
Others said that after Lin Feng became the helmsman of the Lin Group, he became arrogant and unkind, but he felt that Lin Feng was still the same Lin Feng and had never changed.
"I have something to do at the company, so I'll leave first." Lin Feng said with a turned away face.
Seeing his awkward expression, Meng Senze smiled and said, "Okay, I'll go find my second uncle tomorrow and call you if I have any news."
"Yeah." Lin Feng walked out of the small box first, and Meng Senze followed behind him.
After walking a few steps, Meng Senze suddenly asked, "Was your injury really an accident?"
Lin Feng tilted his head, his dark eyes deep, and asked, "What do you think?"
Meng Senze shrugged. "I heard a piece of gossip that something went wrong with the piece of land your cousin bought in H City."
Lin Feng paused and nodded slightly to show that he understood.
The two parted ways in front of the elevator. Meng Senze watched him enter the elevator and watched the floor number reach the basement before turning back to the box.
"Huh? Where's my uncle?" Lin Shuming asked in confusion when he saw that only Meng Senze came back.
"He left early because of something." Meng Senze sat down and picked up the wine glass. "Come on, forget about him, let's drink to our heart's content. We won't go home until we're drunk!"
"Come on!" Hu Xingning said to Lin Shuming, "Let's see who gets drunk first, you or me?"
"Haha, Hu Xingning, with your drinking capacity, you still want to beat me? Dream on!" Lin Shuming drank it all in one gulp with great pride.
Without Lin Feng in the box, the atmosphere became relaxed, everyone's true colors were revealed, and they started to act frivolously again.
In the underground garage, Zhan Yang respectfully opened the car door for Lin Feng, and Lin Feng got in. Zhan Yang returned to the driver's seat, started the car, and asked, "Boss Lin, are we going to the company or back to the villa?"
"Go to the company." Lin Feng said.
"Yes." Zhan Yang stepped on the accelerator, and the car quickly drove out of the underground garage and turned into a busy street.
It was night time, the neon lights on the streets were dazzling and colorful, and the music in the fountain square was cheerful and lively.
Compared to outside, the car was unusually quiet.
Zhan Yang was driving intently, occasionally catching a glimpse of a man resting with his eyes closed through the rearview mirror.
Since Mrs. Lin filed for divorce and disappeared, Mr. Lin has only slept three or four hours a day for more than a month, staring at his mobile phone at all times, for fear of missing any news.
Xu Yunzhuo has always regretted hanging up the phone early that morning, which led to the divorce of Mr. Lin and Mrs. Lin. He has been actively leading people to look for her recently and wants to apologize to his wife.
However, Zhan Yang felt that his wife couldn't have considered divorce just because of a phone call. The relationship problems between him and Mr. Lin had already existed. For the past year, Mr. Lin had been on frequent business trips to Country L, inevitably neglecting his wife back home. Communication between them had decreased, and a relationship crisis was inevitable.
The person cannot be found and the situation is unclear. Ms. Lin must be very upset about being divorced. Now she just wants to find the person and talk to him face to face. It is better than avoiding him.
Mrs. Lin's whereabouts were a mystery, with three boarding records: City A, City D, and City H. Xu Yunzhuo first went to City H and searched for half a month without finding anything, so he had to turn to City A and City D. However, more than a month later, there was still no news.
If Madam Lin is not found soon, the master and the old lady will not be able to hide it anymore.
“Tick-tick—”
A cell phone rang in the back seat and was quickly picked up.
Lin Feng had just put the phone to his ear when Xu Yunzhuo's anxious voice came from the other end.
"Boss Lin, this is bad! The Lin Group's forced demolition in H City has become a trending topic on Weibo!"
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It was a clear morning. Su Ling got up early and took King for a walk in the village. Then he returned home and rolled up his sleeves to pack up the things in the master bedroom on the second floor.
Second Grandpa lived in the master bedroom before he died. There were many relics in it. Su Ling cleaned it up this time and prepared to redecorate it.
Aunt Zhang came over to clean today. Seeing Su Ling clumsily moving things, she helped to tidy up.
"This bed is big and beautiful, and it's an antique. Is Xiao Su really going to donate it?" Aunt Zhang touched the wooden carving and sighed.
Su Ling was opening an old wooden box when he heard Aunt Zhang's words and turned back to look at the antique bed. "It's better to donate it to a museum than to keep it at home gathering dust."
Like the eight-immortals table in the restaurant downstairs, the bed that my second grandfather slept on during his lifetime also has a history of more than a hundred years. It is made of rosewood and is shaped like an independent cottage. It has intricate carvings and exquisite paintings. It is a rare step-out bed.
Su Ling remembered that at an auction in S City, a Huanghuali full-length step-out bed was sold for more than 20 million yuan. Although his second grandfather's bed was not as luxurious as that one, if it were put up for auction, it could fetch at least 5 million yuan.
However, rather than selling it, Su Ling prefers to donate it to a museum to maximize its historical value.
"What a pity." Aunt Zhang sighed.
Su Ling smiled without explaining. He continued to rummage through the wooden box and found some ancient seals and many unsent letters stored inside.
He picked up a letter curiously, pulled out the letter paper inside and slowly unfolded it.
"Brother Jincheng, it's nice to see you..."
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