These past few days, Fan Mingyu has deeply felt the coldness of human relationships. He's been tossed around like a ball, but in the end, nothing has been resolved. If it were just his opponents, it wouldn't be so bad, but his father's friends have also stood by and watched, some even taking advantage of his misfortune…
Shang Lin couldn't help but reach out and pat Fan Mingyu on the shoulder, "Alright, alright, let's eat first. There's always a way. What can you do if you don't have the energy?"
She Jinxing quickly chimed in, "That's right, that's right, besides, you also have to take care of your family."
After being coaxed and persuaded by Shang Lin and She Jinxing, Fan Mingyu ate until he was half full. Perhaps it was because the food had entered his stomach and was able to power his brain to think normally, that he asked, "How did you know I was in the hospital? And it seems like you know about my situation?"
Shang Lin glanced at She Jinxing before saying to Fan Mingyu, "Didn't I just tell you? He's very capable and can help you with many, many things. So, would you be willing to let him help you?"
Although Fan Mingyu is young, his family is in business, so he inevitably learns some things from a young age. For example, there is no such thing as a free lunch, especially from people who offer to help you; they must have something in mind.
However, it's alright if they have ulterior motives, because that can be discussed. The real problem is if they don't say anything at all, which might indicate they're up to something big. So Fan Mingyu hurriedly asked, "What do you want me to give in return?"
Shang Lin stated directly, "Join our Yuntai Sect."
"What?!" Fan Mingyu asked in surprise, "Yuntai Sect? What kind of place is that?"
"A sect whose purpose is to make money and maintain health." As for cultivation, there's no need to tell Fan Mingyu. He'll just follow Xing Tian and make money for the sect.
Fan Mingyu still didn't believe it. "This sounds weird. Is it some kind of shady place? I don't do that kind of thing, I'm not..."
"You're overthinking it," Shang Lin interrupted Fan Mingyu directly. "I'm the sect leader. Our sect doesn't engage in crooked practices. All we care about is making money and maintaining our health."
Fan Mingyu stared at Shang Lin in utter astonishment, "You, you're the sect leader? You're still a minor, aren't you? How did you become the sect leader?"
"You're so prejudiced. Who says a minor can't be a sect leader? In ancient times, even a child as young as a few years old could become emperor." Shang Lin suddenly reached out and touched his neck, asking Fan Mingyu, "Doesn't your neck hurt?"
Fan Mingyu instinctively covered his neck. "What did you do back then? I went to the hospital for a checkup, but they couldn't find anything."
Shang Lin laughed and said, "Of course it can't be detected, because I didn't use any force."
"How could this be?!" Even after so much time has passed, the feeling of being on the verge of death is still incredibly clear.
"Why is it impossible?" Shang Lin urged again, "Hurry up and eat, we can talk in detail after we finish eating."
Fan Mingyu still refused, saying, "I won't join."
Shang Lin said bluntly, "Then there's nothing we can do to help you. After all, we don't do things that aren't profitable."
Fan Mingyu looked at Shang Lin with great suspicion, "What can you do for me?"
Shang Lin thought for a moment before saying, "For example, helping you collect debts, helping you get loans, helping you recover the money your mistress ran away with, or even helping your mother get medical treatment."
Fan Mingyu, “…”
He stared at Shang Lin for a long time, speechless, before finally blurting out, "You investigated me?!"
"No," Shang Lin said frankly. "I just had my cousin follow you for two days, and he knew everything."
Fan Mingyu subconsciously looked at She Jinxing, "You, you followed me? How come I didn't know?"
"You're already overwhelmed with your own problems, how can you possibly pay attention to anything else?" She Jinxing said frankly and sincerely, "Our sect is really good, you should seriously consider it."
Fan Mingyu, “…”
After that, Shang Lin and She Jinxing didn't try to persuade him any further. After dinner, they took Fan Mingyu back to the hospital. However, Shang Lin went to check on Fan Mingyu's mother and found that she wasn't seriously injured; it was indeed caused by stress and anxiety, and she would be fine after some rest. But with the house in such a mess, they wondered if she could even rest.
When Shang Lin and She Jinxing returned home, it was already late at night. However, he did not rest immediately but instead took a medicinal bath. If Fan Mingyu's mother could support the Fan family, his plan to recruit people into the sect would probably fail.
Oh well, let's just leave it to fate.
For me now, what could be more important than good health? Old Man Chai's internal injuries were severe because he was beaten, but my own internal injuries were severe because they were congenital, and repairing them would take even more time and effort.
However, my efforts over the past year have not been in vain. At least from the outside, I have gotten rid of the sickly appearance of being a sickly child.
After taking a medicinal bath, Shang Lin went back to her bedroom and slept soundly, intending to wake up naturally. However, she was woken up by Fan Mingyu's phone call, and as soon as she answered, she heard him say, "I agree to your request."
Shang Lin was forcibly woken up from her sleep, and her mind was still a bit foggy. She subconsciously asked, "What did you say?"
Hearing Shang Lin's thick nasal voice, Fan Mingyu paused for a moment, "You're still not up? What time is it?"
Shang Lin checked the time again. "It's only seven in the morning. There's no class. Is it strange that I'm not up? Wait, what did you just say?"
Fan Mingyu said, almost word by word, "I said, I, agree, to you."
Shang Lin sat up abruptly. "What happened?" Otherwise, she wouldn't have suddenly changed her mind.
Fan Mingyu seemed to wipe his face, "My mom..."
Just an hour ago, his mother calmly told him, "Son, sell the mess your father left behind, and let's move to another place. I've been at home for over ten years, constantly battling wits with your father's women. It's exhausting, and naturally, I'm not capable of handling things at the company. But if we look at the money in the house, it's enough for us to live a peaceful life."
The boy, who had been barely holding on these past few days, seemed to have his spine broken in an instant. He knew that his mother had been living a very hard life all these years, but she refused to divorce for his sake. He also understood his mother's desire for a peaceful life, but he was unwilling to accept it.
No matter how much of a womanizer her father was, the company had been operating normally. Now it was just a crisis, and everyone was kicking him while he was down. If they could just pull through, the company would be back to normal. But her mother was unwilling. She was tired and had no strength left.
Fan Mingyu wanted to persuade his mother, but seeing how exhausted she looked, he could only say, "I don't want to give up. I want to try. Mom, please wait for me a little longer. Whether I succeed or not, I promise you."
"……good."
Fan Mingyu succinctly explained to Shang Lin that he was using himself as a bargaining chip to gamble on an uncertain sect and his future.
Shang Lin immediately got up. "Tell me, what are you going to do now?"
"Collect the debt first."
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