Jinyu Mansion.

Located in the fourth ring of Yanjing, the location is very hidden and inconspicuous, and it looks like a private house.

The Sun family's Rolls-Royce stopped in the backyard of the mansion, and someone immediately came to open the door to greet them. It was a fat man, wearing a suit and tie, with a smiling face.

"Miss Sun, Miss Chen, distinguished guests!"

The fat man was very considerate. The same model of Rolls-Royce was rare in Yanjing, but not the only one. However, he had already said compliments before opening the door.

"Hey, who is this?"

When he saw a man walking out of the Sun family's car, and it was a stranger, the fat man in a suit naturally kept a little more attention and spoke politely.

"My boyfriend."

Sun Leling hesitated for only a moment before introducing Zhao Yulin to others.

Zhao Yulin was a little confused. He used to think that although the eldest lady was arrogant, she was still simple and reserved. Why is she so bold now?

The fat man looked at her in surprise and immediately praised her, "Miss Sun, you have good taste. This young man is handsome and has extraordinary temperament. He is a perfect match for you."

Zhao Yulin looked at Chen Meiyi blankly, and the latter scratched her lips with her knuckles to hide her smile. There

was not much polite greeting. The fat man said a few words and arranged for his subordinates to lead the three people to the main house of the mansion.

Two women and one man, the man in the middle.

One was slim and lively, one was tall and straight, and one was gentle and elegant.

The fat boss looked at the backs of the three people walking side by side, and after pondering for a moment, he called the people around him and whispered a few words.

Following the waiter who led the way, Zhao Yulin walked around and walked through the corridor into a private room. He roughly figured out what kind of medicine Sun Leling and Chen Meiyi were selling.

There was already a person sitting in the private room. He was a young man, about 25 or 26 years old, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and looked very cultured.

In terms of clothing, he was not as pretentious as Zhao Yulin, just a simple cotton shirt with thin trousers, but the whole person naturally revealed a hint of generosity.

Zhao Yulin knew that this was the temperament cultivated by a lot of money. Even if he was dressed casually, he would give people a feeling of being well-dressed.

He was definitely not a nouveau riche, but had a solid foundation.

The man was reading an e-book on his mobile phone - this kind of behavior didn't seem like something a rich man should do, but it didn't seem out of place on him, but rather added a bit of friendliness and kindness - people who shine too brightly often don't have many friends, and only ordinary people can be approachable.

Zhao Yulin had to admit that this was definitely one of the men with the best aura control he had ever seen.

Simple but not simplistic, calm but not bland, extremely ordinary and extremely extraordinary in his hidden edge.

He even had the urge to go up and shake hands with the other person to show his goodwill.

But he held back, because he couldn't.

"Le Ling, Mei Yi."

The man put down his phone and walked forward, taking two bags from the shelf: "I brought you some goodies from San Diego. Don't open them yet. Check them out when you get home. There will be surprises."

Sun Le Ling and Chen Mei Yi both took the gifts and thanked them.

The three people seemed to be very familiar with each other, and their conversations and interactions were very natural. The man did not put on a flattering smile or pretend to be cold just because the two most coveted white and rich beauties in Yanjing City were standing in front of him.

"Sit down, the food will be served soon."

The man led them to the table. Zhao Yulin felt that he seemed a little redundant, but he still sat down with them.

"Originally, you were asked to come out this afternoon. A Zen master was giving a lecture in Wutong Garden. It's a pity that you couldn't come."

"I did have a special reason this afternoon. Let's do it later. We will definitely be there if we have the chance." Chen Meiyi responded appropriately.

The three of them exchanged pleasantries. They probably hadn't seen each other for a long time. They actually had a lot of topics to talk about and were not unfamiliar with each other, but there was always an inexplicable sense of distance. They

were too polite. Whether it was Sun Leling and Chen Meiyi to the man, or the man to the two girls, they were all too polite.

Zhao Yulin knew the problem, but he didn't care. He only cared about why the three met.

If it was just a meeting of old friends, Sun Leling would have no need to go to such great lengths to trick herself into coming. Generally, there are only two occasions when a girl needs to be accompanied by a boy.

There is danger, or it is a blind date.

Zhao Yulin guessed it was the second one.

"Mr. Zhao, long time no see, you are taller than before." The man finished greeting Sun Leling and the others and stretched out his hand to him.

Finally, he was no longer ignored.

Zhao Yulin glanced at the hand coldly. The fingers were slender and the back of the hand was white. It was prettier than many girls' hands. It should be very suitable for playing the piano.

But unfortunately, this man has many hobbies, from economics to Buddhism, from gambling to raising dogs and fighting dogs. He is involved in a wide range of things, but he has never played the piano.

"When you met me, I was only sixteen years old and had just started my career as a mercenary. Of course, I wasn't as tall as I am now, otherwise you would have died in Alaska, right?"

Zhao Yulin didn't extend his hand to shake hands with the other party. It was not because Sun Leling was jealous, but simply because he thought it was dirty and felt disgusted to touch that hand.

"Hehe."

The man's hand hung in the air for a while, then he took it back and sat back in his seat. He didn't seem embarrassed.

Sun Leling and Chen Meiyi saw confusion in each other's eyes.

"Zhao Yulin, how do you know Brother Qinglang?"

"Yes, I know the famous He Qinglang. I met him six years ago. He is a top talent that international headhunters are vying for." Zhao Yulin said coldly.

Sun Leling felt the atmosphere gradually drop to freezing point, not knowing why, so she asked again: "Do you have any grudges with Brother Qinglang?"

Chen Meiyi looked at the man, He Qinglang, who pursed his lips politely, smiled without saying anything, and looked very calm.

"No."

Zhao Yulin answered decisively, and then stood up: "Anything else? If not, I'll leave first."

"We haven't eaten yet, why are you in a hurry, Mr. Zhao." He Qinglang asked to stay.

Zhao Yulin smiled, lowering his eyelids as he looked down at the sanctimonious face: "You are joking. I am not losing weight when I sit down to eat with someone like you."

The scene was a little tense. Of course, it was Zhao Yulin's sword that was drawn, and it was also Zhao Yulin's crossbow that was stretched.

He Qinglang has always been polite and has remained unchanged in the face of all changes.

"I still can't understand why Mr. Zhao can't let go of that incident until today. You were still young at the time, so I can understand it, but after fighting on the battlefield for six years, you are now a mercenary soldier king. Do you still think I should be killed?"

He sat on a chair, holding a mobile phone in his hand and flipping through the e-book page by page. He spoke casually, as if he was chatting about a very ordinary topic.

Zhao Yulin was too disdainful to talk to her anymore. He looked at Sun Leling and asked, "I'm going back now. Do you want to come with me?"

Sun Leling hesitated for a while, her eyes moving back and forth between the two men. Finally, she stood up and nodded to He Qinglang with a slightly apologetic look, "Sorry, Brother Qinglang, I'm going back now. See

you next time." Zhao Yulin turned his gaze to Chen Meiyi again . Looking back, Qianlu thought about it, and finally stood up: "Le Ling and I didn't expect things to develop like this, Brother Qinglang, don't think too much."

He Qinglang's expression was still calm, not surprised, and said with a smile: "It's a small matter, remember to bring the gift back, I think you will like it." As he said that, he turned the same smile to Zhao Yulin, and just as he was about to speak, Zhao Yulin turned his head and walked away with disdain.

Sun Leling and Chen Meiyi had to follow awkwardly. A good dinner ended before it even started, and it was messed up. Even though Chen Meiyi was a well-mannered and gentle person, she couldn't help but feel a little angry. She followed Zhao Yulin out to the backyard of the mansion and frowned as she approached him to ask for an explanation: "You'd better give a reasonable explanation."

Zhao Yulin turned around, his eyes cold as ice: "Do I need to explain to you?"

He was Sun Leling's bodyguard and was not employed by Chen Meiyi. In principle, he was naturally under no obligation to explain anything to Chen Meiyi.

Even if Sun Leling asked, he could just brush it off with a sentence of safety considerations.

"You!"

Chen Meiyi was speechless, and became more and more angry. She said angrily: "Are you unreasonable?"

"Zhao Yulin, what's wrong with you? Sister Meiyi is just asking you, is it necessary to be so angry?" Sun Leling, who always acted arrogantly, happened to stand in the position of mediator at this time, and looked very anxious.

Zhao Yulin looked back at the main house of the mansion, calmed down a little, and walked towards the Rolls-Royce: "Let's talk about it after getting in the car."

...

Zhao Yulin guessed correctly, the nature of this dinner tonight was indeed no different from a blind date.

Sun Chongyue started to match his daughter with He Qinglang last year. On the one hand, it was because he had a very good relationship with the He family behind He Qinglang, and on the other hand, He Qinglang was indeed a rare talent.

If the marriage can be promoted to strengthen the relationship between the relatives, the He family will undoubtedly become the most solid backing of the Sun Group under the current situation.

"Uncle Sun thinks highly of Brother Qinglang's talent, and it is natural for him to want to bring him over, but everything depends on Le Ling's attitude. Uncle Sun can only match them up and will not make decisions on his own. That's why Le Ling came up with this idea tonight. I hope Brother Qinglang will give up and refuse Uncle Sun himself."

Chen Meiyi looked at Zhao Yulin and said, "Because you lost your temper, my plan with Le Ling fell through. Don't you think you really don't need to explain?"

"No need to explain."

Zhao Yulin's tone was still a little cold.

"You are really unreasonable!" Chen Meiyi rarely gets angry, and the things that can make her angry are usually not small.

Zhao Yulin caught a glimpse of Sun Leling from the corner of his eye. The young lady was nervously fingering, with a face full of self-blame.

She spoke softly, with a faint cry: "Sister Meiyi, it's my problem. I should have discussed it with Zhao Yulin first."

"Actually."

Zhao Yulin's heart softened, and his tone softened. He said: "I'm not angry with you, but there are some things that you'd better not know. As for He Qinglang, you don't understand him."

Chen Meiyi suddenly laughed: "Your words are really hard to get."

Zhao Yulin looked at her for a few seconds, then shook his head and smiled: "Be careful of that person, it's best to stay away from him."