After marrying Lin Feng, Su Ling never thought about having children. Since she chose to go down the path of same-sex marriage, she gave up the idea of continuing the family line.
Previously, he asked Lin Zhou to help investigate Lin Feng's actions in Country L in the past year. When he learned that Lin Feng had invested in a biological research institute, he guessed that he might be developing technology to allow men to have children without telling him. He had been waiting for the man to explain, but a week passed and Lin Feng had no intention of confessing.
Today was also a coincidence. He passed by the company building of Lin Group and on a whim wanted to wait for Lin Feng to get off work together, and then he ran into Uncle Lin.
Adopt a child?
Su Ling's mood sank, and his handsome face was tense.
He thought that he and Lin Feng had resolved their misunderstandings, their relationship had progressed, and they would be more honest with each other. However, he underestimated the man's reserved nature. He didn't even tell him a word about such a major matter as adopting a child?
Su Ling gritted his teeth secretly, wishing he could make the man kneel on the washboard again.
"Second Uncle, I need to discuss this matter with Lin Feng again."
"What else is there to discuss? You and Lin Feng are both men and cannot have children. It's good enough that there is someone in the clan willing to adopt a child. Do you get to choose? After a few years, when the younger generation grows up and can remember things, we will no longer be close to you if you adopt a child." Lin Lihao looked at Su Ling with a reproachful look and said earnestly.
Su Ling leaned back, assuming a lazy posture, and refuted him: "The child has his own biological parents. How can we cruelly separate them? When the child grows up and knows his own life experience, he will definitely resent our selfishness."
Lin Lihao said, "Why should he be resentful? It is his blessing to become the next heir to the Lin Group."
Su Ling asked: "Everyone has the right to choose. How can Second Uncle be sure that the child is willing to be the heir?"
For example, he himself has no interest in inheriting the Su family. He would rather be scolded by his parents than not be admitted to the art department.
Lin Lihao scolded him lightly: "How can the descendants of the Lin family not have any ambition? Our Lin family is different from your Su family. There is only one heir, and he must be trained from a young age."
Su Ling picked up the tea, took two sips, and remained unmoved: "What if I don't agree?"
"You don't agree?" Lin Lihao stared at him intently, "Are you sure you don't want to adopt the child?"
Su Ling put down the teacup, clasped his hands together, and said firmly: "No."
Lin Lihao looked at him deeply, stood up and said, "In that case, I will go and report to Lao Wu, but..."
After a pause, he looked up and looked around the CEO's office, then said slowly, "I'm very optimistic about Lin Feng's abilities. His achievements over the past three years have been evident to all. However, the rules of the Lin family cannot be broken. You'd better think it over carefully with him before giving the clan a reply."
Su Ling was confused by his words, so he temporarily suppressed his curiosity and sent him out.
Fifteen minutes later, the door of the president's office was pushed open again, and a tall man exuding a fierce aura strode in, followed by two quail-like supervisors.
Lin Feng threw a stack of documents onto the large desk, turned around, and glared sternly at his two subordinates. Just as he was about to question them, he suddenly noticed someone else in the office. He looked towards the sofa, his dark eyes slightly surprised. The cold aura in his body dissipated, and he asked gently, "When did you come?"
"Half an hour ago." Su Ling sat cross-legged on the sofa, holding his mobile phone in both hands, playing games without raising his head.
The two executives looked at the ferocious president in astonishment, and suddenly he became so gentle?
"You go out first." Lin Feng said to the two supervisors.
"Yes." The two executives fled out of the president's office as if they had been granted amnesty, closing the door considerately.
Su Ling's fingers moved quickly across the screen, dispatching a sneak attacking enemy and hiding behind a cover. Lin Feng tugged at his tight tie, took off his suit jacket, and sat down next to him.
"How was your day?" he asked.
"It's okay." Su Ling said lightly.
Sensing that the young man was in a bad mood, Lin Feng approached him and asked in a deep voice, "Is someone bullying you?"
Su Ling shot quickly, killing two enemies in a row. Before he could finish them off, he was ambushed and died.
After the game ended, he put down his phone and looked sideways at the man's handsome features.
"I met a few annoying guys at the tennis club. They were impressed by my superb tennis skills and ran away in shame." Su Ling raised his delicate eyebrows proudly.
"Who are they?" Lin Feng held his fingers and squeezed them gently.
Su Ling didn't want to talk about it anymore, so he ignored his question, shook his hand back vigorously, and asked with narrowed eyes, "Are you hiding something from me?"
"Huh?" Lin Feng was puzzled.
Su Ling pulled his hand back, grabbed Lin Feng's chin, leaned forward and asked, "Think carefully and answer clearly, otherwise - you will sleep in the guest room tonight."
Lin Feng took a deep breath, his dark eyes darkening, his expression gradually becoming solemn. "Give me a hint."
Su Ling curled his lips and patted his face. "Are you struggling to survive? Do you really need me to expose it?"
Lin Feng frowned, his eyes showing a complicated light, and asked in a hoarse voice: "You... know?"
Su Ling gritted his teeth. "Luckily I came to the company today and ran into my second uncle, otherwise I would still be in your darkest thoughts!"
"Second Uncle?" Lin Feng's frown relaxed and he said gently, "Did he mention the adoptive child to you?"
Haha, the man has some conscience and confessed it himself.
"That's right." Su Ling snorted coldly, "You didn't discuss it with me at all before!"
Lin Feng stroked his hair and pecked his slightly pouty lips. "I didn't agree, and I don't want to upset you."
Su Ling backed away, preventing him from kissing her, pushing against his chest with both hands. "Don't give me that! If you refuse formally, will your second uncle come to the company in person to lobby for you?"
Lin Feng patiently explained, trying to calm his anger. "I went to Country L a while ago, and came straight to you when I came back. I forgot to tell him."
It would have been fine if he hadn't mentioned the mission, but once he did, the rage in Su Ling's dark eyes intensified. "—So, you'd rather not have an adopted child than go to Country L and conduct research on male-to-male fertility?"
Lin Feng: ...
The man was silent, his usually calm face full of astonishment.
Su Ling placed his hand on his lower abdomen, pressed it gently, and asked jokingly, "Is there already something here?"
The next second, he was pushed down by a brute force and fell backwards. His wrist was grasped by the man's big hand and he was pinned down on the sofa in a weird posture.
Lin Feng leaned over him, his warm lips moving across his cheek, and he said in a low voice, "Do you want to confirm it yourself?"
Su Ling felt a sense of danger, his back tensed. He struggled a few times, unable to move, and had to give up. He rested his head on the soft armrest of the sofa, staring at the gorgeous ceiling, letting the man's face bury in his neck.
"Honey, do you want to play in the office?" he asked lazily.
Lin Feng stopped, raised his head, and hugged him with his strong arms. The two of them squeezed tightly together on the sofa.
"We don't need children to disturb each other." He said in a deep voice.
"You really haven't studied boys having children?" Feeling a little better, Su Ling touched his head and deliberately messed up his meticulously combed hair.
"Yeah." Lin Feng held his face and kissed his lips affectionately, "You are my baby."
Su Ling's face flushed as he thought about being forced to call him "Daddy" in bed, and he pinched him with disdain. "Be serious! Don't treat cheesy things like that as fun."
Lin Feng let him twist, with a smile in his eyes.
"Get up." Su Ling pushed him with disdain, "You're too heavy."
Lin Feng stood up and pulled him up.
Su Ling brushed his slightly messy hair, cleared his throat, and asked sternly, "Tell me the truth, you've been on frequent business trips to Country L in the past year. What kind of research have you been doing?"
Lin Feng became a taciturn person again.
Seeing that he didn't answer, Su Ling got angry again. He picked up the phone on the sofa and said to himself, "Let Xiao Xu go buy a washboard now. It should still be in time."
Lin Feng covered his phone screen with his large palm. "Smith, who's working with me, is a professor of genetic engineering and a respected figure in the world."
Su Ling put down his phone, a little surprised. "Isn't it Professor William?"
Professor William is the biologist who studies artificial male fertility.
"No." Lin Feng lowered his eyes and said, "Professor Smith's research is of extraordinary value and has conquered many genetic diseases."
Su Ling was slightly stunned. He had never expected the answer to be so unexpected.
"Why did you think of investing in this?" he asked curiously.
Lin Feng put his arm around his shoulders and leaned back on the sofa. After carefully considering his words, he slowly said, "I have a friend who... has a genetic disease."
Su Ling was shocked, quickly grabbed his tie, and asked solemnly: "Your friend? Do I know him?"
His voice trembled, his face pale. He recalled how every time Lin Feng returned from a business trip that year, he seemed unwell, his attitude extremely cold, and the number of times they were affectionate was even fewer. The worst time was when he woke up in the middle of the night to vomit in the bathroom. At that time, he thought Lin Feng no longer loved him. He clutched the quilt and listened to the sound of him vomiting in the bathroom, his heart aching so much that it almost stopped beating.
After that, he suffered day after day, and finally got caught in his own trap and lost faith in marriage.
Now after hearing his words, Lidya Su couldn't help but feel scared.
I have a friend = me!
This is a well-known joke. Is Lin Feng implying that he has a genetic disease?
Su Ling's nose felt sore and his eyes were red.
"If I don't ask, you won't tell me?" He loosened the man's tie, leaned in his arms, and hugged his neck. He couldn't control the discomfort in his heart, and his breathing suddenly became rapid.
Lin Feng quickly patted his back and kissed his forehead soothingly. "Baby, I'm fine. It's not me! Be good—breathe slowly, don't rush."
Su Ling felt a little dizzy and adjusted his breathing obediently.
"Don't lie to me..." he said chokingly.
"No, I didn't lie to you, it really wasn't me." Lin Feng hugged him tightly and comforted him patiently.
After a while, Su Ling stabilized his emotions, his breathing returned to normal, and he leaned in the man's arms and poked him hard.
"You better not lie to me, or I'll make you kneel on a durian!"
Internet memes are really misleading.
Lin Feng ruffled Su Ling's slightly curly hair, rested his chin on his shoulder, and from an angle where he couldn't see, there was a look of worry in his eyes.
"As long as you're happy, I can even kneel on eggs."
"Hmph, sweet talk!" Su Ling said, "What's the name of your friend? Do I know him? For him, not only did you neglect your own health, but you also ignored me and went on business trips every now and then. When can you introduce me to such an important friend?"
There was a strong smell of vinegar in the air.
Lin Feng: ...
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Ah, I'm so sleepy, go to bed! Good evening!
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