Chapter 251: Italy
Vivian never touched the inheritance.
Just as Rebecca said, she hadn't spent a penny from the Fairburn family for ten years.
Ye Lin looked up at the wall clock. It was seven o'clock in the evening. Vivian's flight should have just left Hong Kong.
He called Italy again and told his assistant Simon to send someone to follow Vivian.
"You don't need a Fairburn man. Find someone new."
"Find out where she went and who she met, and especially make sure she doesn't die."
Simon felt that his boss was talking with his back teeth grinding, his voice was cold and grim, as if he wanted to eat someone.
Isn't Vivian Mrs. Irene's maid?
Fearing he had misheard, Simon reconfirmed his mission, "Master, the Vivian you asked me to monitor is the Vivian who used to be with Madam?"
"Nonsense, your ears are stuffed with donkey hair."
Ye Lin has been hanging out with Zhao Zhaodi for a long time recently, and he didn't learn any nice words from her, but he did learn a lot of insulting slang.
Simon was confused. "Master, I don't have a donkey."
"Shut up! Vivian's plane will land in ten hours. Hurry and find someone to follow her."
"Knock."
Just as he finished speaking, someone knocked on the door.
Then Xiaoyue's voice came, "Master, it's time for dinner. Do you need it brought up to you?"
"No, I'll go down right away."
After explaining a few more things to Simon, Ye Lin finally put down the phone call he had been on all night, pinched his sore brows, changed his clothes and went downstairs to eat.
Downstairs was as lively as New Year's Eve. Seven people were sitting at the round table for ten. Jin Fenglian had not yet calmed down from the bustling Hong Kong. She was talking non-stop to her parents-in-law about her experiences along the way.
After greeting his grandparents and letting everyone eat first, Ye Lin turned around and went to the kitchen to find Fang Bo.
Fang Bo was in the kitchen, dressing David's fruit plate and salad. He heard footsteps behind him and thought it was Ah Hui coming to serve the dishes. "Wait a minute, I haven't mixed the salad yet."
An arm in silk pajamas suddenly appeared before Fang Bo's eyes, and a silver fork in its hand quickly took away a piece of apple.
"Now, Lord Fang, you can cook. The food tastes delicious."
Ye Lin tasted the salad mixed by Fang Bo and gave him a thumbs up.
"Hey, Master, how can I cook? David went to the bathroom, and I have nothing to do, so why not try my hand at cooking?"
Seeing that the person coming was Ye Lin, Fang Bo smiled kindly and watched him eat.
"Master, what's the matter?"
Fang Bo knew his young master very well. His young master looked very sunny and optimistic, but in fact he was incredibly lazy.
He would never sit if he could lie down, never stand if he could sit, and never stand upright if he could lean against the wall. The kitchen at home was seven or eight meters away from the dining room, so normally the young master would be too lazy to come over unless there was anything going on.
Ye Lin didn't know what Fang Bo was complaining about, so he casually picked up another piece of kiwi fruit.
He had just had an asthma attack and was feeling dizzy and weak all over. He leaned lazily against the marble wall, not knowing how to stand properly.
"Yes, I have something to do. I'm in a hurry to return to Italy and will leave tomorrow. Please help me arrange the flight."
Fang Bo's mouth corners instantly curved down, his expression was full of resentment. The young master gave him problems every day.
It's late at night and we're leaving tomorrow. Who would approve the flight route at this time?
Fang Bo lost all his mood to mix the salad, threw down the salad bowl, and tried to persuade the young master who had suddenly become willful.
"Master, it's too late today. The flight route won't be approved until the day after tomorrow. So you might as well take the flight the day after tomorrow."
Ye Lin didn't care about that. He lowered his head and picked up a piece of avocado, and said nonchalantly,
"Add more money. I can't wait until the day after tomorrow."
"Oh, this is not about money."
"Give them double."
"Okay, okay, I'll go make a phone call now. My old face is worthless."
The young master started to be stubborn again. Fang Bo knew that he was going to fly tomorrow and no one could pull him back, so he had to compromise and sighed as he went to find a plane for the young master.
Halfway through the meal, Fang Bo came over to report the results to Ye Lin, "Master, the contact has been made. We can take off as early as 8 o'clock tomorrow night."
Ye Lin was not very satisfied with the result, and he felt a little irritated. "Eight o'clock tomorrow night, so late? Did they charge extra?"
"I've doubled it. The sky has been very busy lately, so this is the fastest I can go."
Fang Bo really didn't know what the young master was in such a hurry for. A private plane trip was not cheap to begin with, and the young master was in a hurry and wanted to jump the queue, so he wasted more than 100,000 yuan in queue-jumping fees.
When Zhao Zhaodi heard that Ye Lin was going back to Italy tomorrow, she finally felt relieved after a day of worry.
He changed his seat and sat down next to Ye Lin, asking secretly, "Lin, are you going to Italy to see Sister Wei?"
Thinking of Vivian, Ye Lin felt like a bunch of grass was stuffed in his heart, and replied indifferently,
"I guess so."
Zhao Zhaodi's face lit up when she heard that. She lifted the stool and moved closer to Ye Lin. Her eyes were full of eagerness and hints.
"Lin, you see I have some skills. With my help, you can kill demons and monsters with half the effort."
"Sister Wei, this is a dangerous situation. How about I go with you?"
Ye Lin looked slightly surprised, suspecting that he had misunderstood his aunt's meaning. He stopped cutting the steak and looked at her sideways.
"You want to go to Italy with me?"
My aunt didn’t even dare to come to Hong Kong at first, but after just a few days, she is brave enough to venture into Europe. It seems that the environment has a great impact on people.
"Yes, I'm good at drawing talismans. It's no problem for me to subdue the yellow-haired man. I'll definitely be useful if you take me with you."
"It's all shown on TV. That Italian country has some nefarious hand, killing people in the street in broad daylight. Cars blow up at random. It's terrifying. How could your aunt let you go to such a dangerous place by yourself?"
Ye Lin pulled down the corner of his mouth and continued to cut his steak.
I thought to myself, who is showing this exciting movie to my aunt again?
"You might get kidnapped as soon as you get off the plane. It's like in the movies, where they specifically kidnap fat sheep like you. If you don't pay, they'll kill you and throw you into the river..."
Drizzle some red wine sauce on the cut steak. The aunt next to him was still talking about how dangerous Italy was. The blood vessels on Ye Lin's forehead jumped, and he finally couldn't help but interrupt her fantasy.
"Aunt, I've lived in Italy for over ten years and am doing just fine. I'm not missing any limbs."
Zhao Zhaodi had obviously forgotten about this and exclaimed, "So they didn't kidnap you!"
Ye Lin raised his eyebrows and teased her deliberately, "No, but I've been to their house."
"Ha! Why are you going to the gang's lair for no reason?" Zhao Zhaodi's eyes suddenly widened. She didn't expect her nephew to be so brave.
He swallowed the steak in his mouth, drank a sip of red wine slowly, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and then continued to speak under Zhao Zhaodi's curious gaze.
"Go play. His youngest son and I are classmates. His family has more guns used in killing people than forks used in eating."
"Ah? Haha, the Black Hand guy must be quite good at Kung Fu, very good, very good."
After a few dry laughs, Zhao Zhaodi's forehead quickly secreted beads of cold sweat the size of green beans.
Wiped the sweat off my face,
The murderous and evil killer in the movie turned out to be my nephew's classmate!
Zhao Zhaodi began to back out in her heart.
My nephew's friend in Italy turned out to be a murderer without blinking an eye.
If she said something wrong, the devil would shoot her to death!
She just said that she was going to protect her nephew, but she didn't expect that she would actually run into a big devil.
My legs feel a little weak.
Seeing his aunt patting her chest and wiping her sweat, Ye Lin thought he had frightened her, so he didn't say anything more.
He was not going there for fun, and it was inconvenient to bring his aunt with him. What would his aunt do if something happened to him in Italy?
But I never expected that
Before going to the airport, Zhao Zhaodi was already waiting for him in the lobby with a suitcase.
There was a tattered yellow flag behind him, and I couldn't tell whether it was Taoist or Buddhist.
"Aunt, what are you doing?"
He slowed down his pace as he went downstairs. Ye Lin was hoping that his aunt was wearing this outfit because she wanted to go out to set up a night market.
"What else can I do? I'll help you save Sister Wei. Maybe when we get to Italy, I can look at the celestial phenomena and avert her disaster!"
After Zhao Zhaodi was frightened by Ye Lin yesterday, she went home and thought about it all night.
As the heir of the Zhao family, she couldn't stand by and watch someone die. Moreover, Sister Wei had taken great pains to raise her nephew, so she should repay her.
More importantly, she had never been abroad in her life and really wanted to see the world of foreigners.
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