Chapter 1: Why did Mr. Trapped Beast, the Prince of the Tan family, jump into the sea late at night? ...
August 15th, Repulse Bay.
The moonlight cast a dazzling diamond-like glow on the sea.
A three-story super yacht floats quietly in the middle of the sea. Next to the helicopter on the helipad at the bow stands a Steinway grand piano.
The fingertips of the musicians in formal attire danced on the piano keys, playing "Dream of Love" by the romantic master Liszt. The music was sometimes affectionate and gentle, sometimes passionate and exciting, vast and empty, breaking the tranquility of the sea.
The split-level deck and the open-air area are arranged as a VIP social area, and the circle party organized by the Gangcheng Qin family is in full swing.
The guests were dressed in their best and talked warmly and naturally, with low laughter coming from time to time.
The huge conference room on the top floor of the yacht was silent, a completely different world.
An entire wall in the conference room is converted into an indoor floor-standing aquarium, and no other fish can be seen in the dark blue water.
Fluorescent jellyfish, like alien creatures that uniquely occupy the universe, swim freely among the colorful corals.
Next to the aquarium is an inconspicuous secret door, behind which is a VIP lounge with a unique atmosphere.
A tall young man sat at a wooden table, concentrating on fiddling with a microscope, his broad back muscles faintly visible as his arms moved.
There was a knock on the door, but the man ignored it and kept moving his hands.
The knock on the door rang three times, and after a long silence, the doorknob turned, and a head poked its head in through the crack of the door:
"Leon, the eldest lady is here. You can't just stay in your room and watch mushrooms all the time, right?"
The person who spoke was Qin Yuan, Leon's nominal personal assistant.
Strictly speaking, Qin Yuan is Leon's distant cousin, and as a humanoid monitor, he is responsible for monitoring his every move.
Leon frowned slightly, suddenly losing interest, and moved the macro light away from the microscope.
He stood up and leaned on the sofa, lazily resting his head on the pillow, tapping the armrest with his index finger, and a lazy and carefree air spread from the corners of his eyebrows and eyes to his fingertips.
"First, this is called Asteraceae, belonging to the order Aviparaneales. Second, this isn't looking, it's microscopic photography. Next time you call it mushrooms, I'll arrange for you to grow mushrooms first."
"Okay! I'll remember it." Qin Yuan said respectfully with a smile on his face.
"Leon, you'd better come out, at least just to show your face. The Chamber of Commerce and the New Faction representatives are here tonight."
"Oh? You hid me for twenty-six years, and now you let me suddenly pop out of the ground? I'm not a carrot."
Leon glanced at Qin Yuan with a smile. The light in the cabin slanted behind him, making his face more distinct, with a high nose and deep eyes, as if he could see through other people's souls.
This look made Qin Yuan unconsciously startled. The person in front of him was clearly a beast ready to pounce. This child had finally grown up.
Recalling the first time they met 20 years ago, Leon was only six years old, really a little kid.
The child was taken to the Qin family ancestral hall to recognize his ancestors. There were only a few direct relatives witnessing the scene. His gem-like eyes were full of timidity, and he spoke in French.
Old Master Qin looked at his mixed-race grandson who had been living abroad for many years with a kind face, and said calmly, "Chinese people should learn to speak Chinese. From now on, you can be called Yonglian."
Qin Yonglian is the new life and new identity of little carrot Ding Leon.
Back then, it entered the market quietly and grew in a low-key manner, which is in stark contrast to the overwhelming publicity it receives today.
The media companies under the Qin family have arranged many press releases and bought trending searches to turn the young master who was originally hiding from the world into an ultimate heir who was "secretly cultivated".
They are nothing more than conventional financial elites, trading masters and other titles that attract attention.
In fact, this big Buddha Qin Yonglian stopped studying after graduating from high school. He stayed in this Jiulong Island all day long like a trapped beast, eating, sleeping and watching mushrooms every day.
Qin Yuan unconsciously thought of "mushroom" again and swallowed his saliva reflexively. Even if it was a trapped beast, this one was the most unruly and stubborn one.
Various events over the years have proven that even gods and ghosts cannot do anything to him.
It's really not easy to mess with.
Tonight is a routine gathering in the upper class circle, arranged by the eldest lady of the Qin family who is currently in charge. All the invited guests are prominent people who have been friends with the family for at least two generations, paving the way for Leon's future brilliant debut.
Many people come here to watch the show, wanting to see what the illegitimate son of the Qin family, who has been hidden for many years and never appeared in public, looks like.
Qin Yonglian himself knew very well that if his eldest brother and his wife had not been seriously injured in a car accident last year and had to retreat to the second line, he would have stayed on the outlying island and been an idle young man.
*** ***
The two men stared at each other for a few seconds. Just looking into each other's eyes made Qin Yuan unable to resist. He could only look away and stood there in a daze, feeling extremely embarrassed.
"Let's go out and take a look."
After a while, Qin Yonglian finally spoke softly, still looking lazy.
The man casually grabbed a suit jacket and went out, walking down to the deck, nodding politely to every gentleman and lady he met, walking calmly.
Although the guests were all dignitaries who were accustomed to all kinds of scenes, they looked at each other calmly. The conversation stopped abruptly, leaving only the melodious piano music to keep them intoxicated.
People with hidden thoughts looked at each other in confusion, but the air was filled with undercurrents because of the sharp-edged man.
Qin Yonglian looked relaxed, with an inexplicable wildness in his eyes and eyebrows, and his back was straight.
The man was dressed in a suit and tie, with broad and tight shoulders, but he wore a pair of knee-length shorts of the same color and a pair of black river trekking shoes. Such an abrupt combination was firmly supported by his tall stature and calm demeanor.
Walking to the main seat at the long table, Qin Yonglian politely greeted the hostess of the banquet, "Madam, long time no see."
"Who would call my mother 'Madam' in public?" Madam Deng Yuqian looked at him affectionately with a smile.
"Anyone can see that I have nothing to do with you." Qin Yonglian's mouth corners were slightly curved, the smile on his face did not diminish, and his tone was lazy.
Deng Yuqian was born into an aristocratic family in Hong Kong. She was born into a wealthy family and the education she received since childhood told her that she must now maintain a pleasant demeanor.
The seemingly gentlemanly young man in front of them continued to finish off the opponent, leaning forward slightly and speaking in a voice that only the two of them could hear:
"Can't they see? You and Dad are of pure Oriental descent, and I have the same hair color as you, but I have the green-eyed, ghost-like face you hate the most."
Deng Yuqian's expression finally tensed up, and she lowered her voice, "Leon, stop messing around."
Qin Yuan, who was standing by, keenly sensed the undercurrent between the two masters, and his heart was in his throat.
All the guests present today are family friends with status and connections. President Qin repeatedly told him to keep a close eye on Qin Yonglian.
Deng Yuqian's smile froze.
The man who caused the trouble acted nonchalant, "Ma'am, you know best why I came here tonight. I came to thank you."
"Qin Yonglian!" Deng Yuqian secretly bit her back teeth, the smile on her face disappeared, and her expression froze instantly.
As the piano piece ended, the whole place fell eerily silent. The guests' eyes lit up with a hint of intrigue.
"I'm sorry, I can't accompany you on your home turf."
The moment Qin Yonglian turned around, a cold look flashed in his eyes, but the corners of his lips were still slightly raised.
The man unbuttoned his suit jacket as he walked, took it off and threw it to Qin Yuan beside him.
The vein on Qin Yuan's forehead jumped, and a bad feeling suddenly rose in his heart.
As expected, Qin Yonglian walked to the edge of the deck, turned around and gave the audience a brilliant smile, but his words dropped a bombshell:
"Goodbye everyone, enjoy tonight!"
Everyone exclaimed, but in the blink of an eye, the man jumped off the yacht like a jaguar out of its cage.
Deng Yuqian was so frightened that she lost all composure and stumbled forward a few steps. Holding onto the mast railing, she shouted at the bodyguards, "What are you all in a daze about? Go and save them..."
Before she could even utter the word "person", she saw Qin Yonglian nimbly emerge from the water, wave to her proudly, climb onto a waiting motorboat, and sail away.
Deng Yuqian turned around, glaring at Qin Yuan with her almond-shaped eyes.
Qin Yuan had just escaped from a trapped beast when he faced another Tyrannosaurus Rex. He shuddered suddenly and cried, "Auntie, I, I really don't know anything."
*** ***
The sea in midsummer has a gentle evening breeze.
A light yellow Ferrari was parked at the dock, and a young man with chestnut curly hair was leaning lazily on the front of the car, smoking.
Following the sound, I looked up and saw a wet man coming out of the sea. He was shirtless, with a twisted T-shirt draped over his shoulders, and his knee-length shorts clinging to his long, straight legs.
"Hey, big brother, do you think you are a mermaid?" Su Jiahao took a deep puff of cigarette, his face full of an expression of waiting for a good show.
"Stop talking nonsense. Where are your clothes?" Qin Yonglian raised an eyebrow.
Su Jiahao looked at the sports bag beside him.
Qin Yonglian tidied himself up and leaned back in the passenger seat, closing his eyes to rest.
"So, the young master of the Qin family made his first grand appearance today and performed a real-life sea-jumping performance for those elites?"
Su Jiahao laughed so hard that he fell backwards. He took out his phone and said, "I'll search it quickly."
"It's useless. You can't find it. The signal is blocked on the yacht."
"No wonder, otherwise it would have been trending long ago. Let me guess, what the topic would be? #WhyDidPrinceTanjuejumpintotheseasolateatnight?"
"If you really want to reveal something, you should write about my life experience, right? Why did two Orientals give birth to a blue-eyed ghost boy? It's enough to write a TVB 9 o'clock drama." Qin Yonglian sneered, as if he had already looked down on everything.
Su Jiahao fell silent after hearing this. This young master is bringing up things that are not related to the topic.
The group company founded by the Qin family has businesses covering real estate, construction, communications, hotels, gaming/lottery, transportation, and catering.
The current chairman of the board, Tan Ansen, has taken over the Tan Group from his father, Mr. Tan, for twenty years and has already accumulated a net worth of tens of billions.
It was not until the Marriage Reform Ordinance was promulgated in Hong Kong in 1972 that the Qing Dynasty Law was abolished and polygamy ended.
In that era, many wealthy people in Hong Kong and Macau legally took concubines. Tan Ansen's legal wives included his first wife Deng Yuqian, his second wife, and several confidantes. He had three sons and three daughters who were publicly recognized as his children.
The designated successor, Qin Yongli, is the eldest son of the first wife, Deng Yuqian.
Last autumn, Qin Yongli and his wife were involved in a car accident. Amidst the controversy, a shadowy young master, Leon Chum, was pushed to the forefront and parachuted into the company's hotel group as CEO.
Tan Ansen and Deng Yuqian's ancestors were all Chinese for generations. Tan Yonglian was nominally the eldest son of the first wife, but his facial features were so obviously Western that it was inevitable that people would imagine things.
The gossip that the public loves most is this: Who is this mixed-race child? And why did the proud daughter of a wealthy family, Deng Yuqian, willingly become his scapegoat?
After a moment's silence, Su Jiahao spoke up, "I didn't expect you to actually agree to attend the meeting tonight, even though you quickly jumped into the sea and disappeared."
"I just want to observe the jellyfish." The person in the passenger seat yawned.
Su Jiahao rubbed his eyebrows: "..." He believed that Qin Yonglian could do it.
"Leon, where are we going next? I can't be photographed by the paparazzi, otherwise my dad will break my legs before the eldest lady can question me."
Qin Yonglian's face was calm, his gaze fixed on the distance, "Let's go to Hung Hom."
"Huh?"
Su Jiahao didn't expect this answer.
The man raised his finger and knocked on the car window. "I suddenly remembered that I haven't had dinner today, so it's a good opportunity to have a midnight snack together."
*** ***
Hung Hom is located in the old district of Kowloon Peninsula.
After nightfall, various specialty food shops on the street start to open for business, and diners, neighbors and passers-by make this area the busiest time of the day.
In the streets full of urban atmosphere, the cool sound of sports cars came from far away, and suddenly an extremely cool yellow Ferrari GTB drove in, and its modified turbocharged engine rumbled.
After parking the car, Su Jiahao took out a baseball cap and asked, "Would you like to put it on?"
"You need it, but I don't." Qin Yonglian unbuckled his seat belt. "Third Master, if you don't want to be discovered when you go out, don't drive such a flashy car."
Su Jiahao was just feeling frustrated about his own foolish behavior. When someone reminded him, he angrily said, "Go quickly and come back quickly!"
The small shop specializing in fried three treasures is located in the center of the intersection of Baoqili Street. The shop is small and exquisite, with only room for a workbench of a few square meters.
The old brand is doing a booming business and there is still a long queue at the door.
Students leaving school, housewives buying groceries, white-collar workers in suits and ties...all lined up quietly and waited in tacit understanding.
Qin Yonglian walked to the end of the line as if he was familiar with the route. Just as he stood firm, he heard a girl's voice behind him, with a soft, nasal tone, "I really want to eat the grilled squid that grandpa makes."
The man raised his eyebrows almost imperceptibly.
"Oh, there are only a dozen squid skewers left." The girl reported the number of remaining squids in real time while talking on the phone.
Half an hour later, it was finally Qin Yonglian's turn. He gave his boss a victory sign and said, "Two, please."
"The last two have been bought, woooo." A groan came from behind.
Qin Yonglian turned around and finally looked her in the eye. The girl was wearing a milky white sweatshirt, and her shiny black braids hung naturally on her shoulders, making her look even more dazzling.
There was a hint of playful smile in the man's lake green eyes.
Bai Ying paused, keenly catching the subtle changes in the expression of the man in front of her. Why did he seem to understand Mandarin?
Qin Yonglian looked away as if nothing had happened, and when he left, he deliberately opened the seal of the food bag, and the fragrance immediately overflowed.
Bai Ying: “…” She inexplicably felt as if he did it on purpose.
Returning to the Ferrari across the street, Qin Yonglian opened the door and threw the bag in his hand to the young man in the driver's seat.
"Hot, hot, hot!" Su Jiahao opened the bag and looked at it, his face full of disgust. "Where's the promised fried squid? I waited in line for half an hour and you only gave me two squids?"
"Yeah. If you dislike it again, I'll fire you."
Qin Yonglian laughed briefly, leaned his elbows on the car window, glanced at the rearview mirror, and seemed to be in a good mood.
In the rearview mirror of the car, a girl in a white sweatshirt was holding a paper bag labeled "Jianrang Sanbao" and turned right into a tenement building next door.
Thinking back to the kitten's angry face but its patience, Qin Yonglian smiled.
Su Jiahao choked. Was he seeing things? Was this little devil laughing? Did he take the wrong medicine today?
The author has something to say:
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"Waiting for Jiaying" is here! Keeping my promise to my little cuties, I'll release it on December 31, 2020. Good luck!
Thank you for your company and encouragement in 2020 (*￣︶￣)
In 2021, the author will continue to present interesting stories to you all. Please give me your blessing~
[Protagonist's opening remarks]
Qin Yonglian: Hello, I’m Leon. I performed a sea-jumping performance for everyone on our first meeting. There will be more stunts to show in the future. Please follow and bookmark me, my dears. Thank you!
Bai Ying: Hi everyone, I’m Bai Xuan’s granddaughter. My grandparents’ sweet story is from “Song of the Sixties”. My own love story is also very sweet, please save it!
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