Why not rush? Lust is deceiving. The truth is that greed is insatiable. Only when you really want too much will you have so much patience and spend countless efforts.
When I really put it in my mouth, I was really worried for the young master.
"Then you brought me here just for..." Lin Lang still hesitated.
"I brought you here to familiarize yourself with the place, so that you won't be unable to find me if you need to look for me later," Lin Su said with a smile as he helped him open the car door, "and I'll be responsible for feeding you by the way."
Lin Jian's face was full of vigilance. He understood the dirty joke immediately: "You, you, you..."
His alert look is so cute. If I had less self-control, I would really bully him.
"If you're really worried, here are the car keys for you. You can get to the main road from here," Lin Su put the car keys in his pocket and spread his hands. "I promise I won't be angry even if you leave today."
If he had forced him to stay, Lin Jian might have wanted to run away, but he was so magnanimous in letting him leave that the young master's vigilance began to drop rapidly. He was completely the type of person who would help others count money even after being sold.
"Actually, I'm not too worried..." Lin Jian scratched his chin and began to worry again.
Then Lin Su pulled him, and he followed uncontrollably. When his thoughts became a tangled ball of wool, he had habitually changed into slippers and sat on the sofa at a loss.
The sofa is spacious and soft, with a few contrasting pillows scattered here and there, adding a touch of liveliness to the warm white space. A few books sit on the coffee table, some closed with bookmarks, while the open one has a pen nestled in the middle, a sign that the owner just happened to have come across this, giving it a strong sense of life.
The room is bright, and it seems very comfortable to read in such a comfortable place. Lin Jian has had the idea of being literary and artistic to show off, but his literary literacy is insufficient, and it is too easy for his personality to collapse.
With the idea of finding some flaws in his ex-big brother's current lover, Lin Jian picked up the book and decided to experience the feeling of reading it, and then found that he... couldn't understand it.
He knew every word, but he really had no idea what they meant when put together.
What assets, management, value-added... plus a bunch of incomprehensible numbers and symbols, Lin Jian felt that there might be something wrong with his brain when he wanted to try studying before.
Is this a book for people? Definitely not!
Humph, maybe Lin Su also wanted him to feel that he was very powerful and to take his admiration for him to a higher level.
Lin Jian flipped through the pages casually and stopped when he saw traces of writing on the previous page. The handwriting was very beautiful, exactly the same as the handwriting on the page he had just opened. The strokes were flowing and the difference between his elementary school handwriting and that of his was as great as the distance between the Mariana Trench and Mount Everest. It was very pleasing to the eye, but just like the book itself, he couldn't understand it.
It’s over, his admiration has reached a new level. What’s wrong with these people’s hands and brains?
The book was put back on the coffee table. Lin Jian decided not to embarrass himself. After being so shocked by the book, his previous nervousness and anxiety seemed to disappear. He simply stood up and strolled around.
Compared to the Lin Residence, Lin Su's house was considerably smaller, with four bedrooms and two living rooms, all with doors wide open. The owner had no desire to hide anything. Lin Jian glanced at the doorway. One room had a study, its solid wooden shelves overflowing with books, a look that made him retreat, and he had no desire to enter. Another room seemed to have been converted into a gym, with various equipment arranged in a well-organized manner. Again, it was not Young Master Lin's area of interest. Next to it was a full cloakroom, but suits and ties were not his style.
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