Chapter 114
Go find your perfect new home!
Lin Sheng's expression grew increasingly unpleasant as he listened to his subordinate's belated report.
Suddenly, his hysterical roar echoed through the garden, "That Cheng family is useless, fine, but they messed things up and only dared to tell me today. What's the point of keeping a bunch of good-for-nothings like you? All you know how to do is shovel food?!"
He angrily hung up the phone, turned around and walked to the parasol, grabbed a glass of liquor and swallowed it down viciously. Feeling that it wasn't enough to vent his anger, he smashed the glass onto the lawn.
Ruan Jinxian carried a bowl of freshly cooked bird's nest soup and walked over unhurriedly.
She heard her son's angry scolding from afar, but her face didn't show any anxiety. She sat down under the parasol and waved her hand, saying, "Even if things don't go your way, you have to control your temper. That's how a head of the household should behave. Come over and drink the bird's nest soup first."
Lin Sheng glanced at the steaming soup bowl, but he really didn't have much of an appetite. However, not wanting to spoil his mother's mood, he had no choice but to obediently sit down with her.
He slammed his fist on the small round table, muttering angrily, "I was just a hair's breadth away from getting Cheng Sangluo a second chance, but then Lin Jin suddenly appeared and snatched it away. That persistent crazy woman is always ruining my plans."
"Alright, alright, you can't keep worrying about that Cheng Sangluo. She's not the point. The point is how to deal with Lin Jin." Ruan Jinxian picked up the soup bowl, stirred the spoon, and gently placed it in front of her son. "Once everything settles down, you won't need to be on guard against Lin Jin all the time. As long as she doesn't cause trouble, you shouldn't go looking for trouble with her. Has the date for the bell-ringing ceremony been set?"
"It's already decided, early November." Lin Sheng answered truthfully, took the soup bowl handed to him by his mother, and symbolically took two sips. "Lin Jin recently went to Zehai for a while, I don't know what she's doing. Without Sheng He as her informant, it's quite troublesome to keep an eye on her."
Suddenly, the conversation turned to Sheng He, and Ruan Jinxian inexplicably became interested, asking curiously, "Haven't you heard anything about your eyeliner?"
"If Xu Songheng had any ability, he wouldn't have made me expose Sheng He's identity so early. He was probably worried that I would cause trouble later, so he was in a hurry to take the money and disappear. This guy is quite good at leaving himself a way out." Lin Sheng slammed the soup bowl on the table in a huff and fell into deep thought.
He did not agree with his mother's words. If he wanted to live in peace, how could he remain inactive forever?
Perhaps it was because they were too afraid of Lin Jin's abilities that they always wanted to do something underhanded to suppress him, even if it meant going to any lengths.
Ruan Jinxian, being a mother, could see her child's temperament clearly at a glance. She couldn't help but say earnestly, "When your father was still alive, you were quite composed. Why is it that after you got the Lin family business, you're not as composed as before? I understand your anxieties, but you need to put those emotions above your own, instead of acting like a headless fly."
Lin Shengping composed himself, bowed his back, and admitted his mistake, "I didn't do things properly enough, and my mother's teachings are correct."
“I’ve heard some rumors recently.” Ruan Jinxian said, stroking the jade bracelet on her wrist. “The meeting between the old man and Lin Jin before he passed away was not simple. You should keep an eye on it and investigate what they talked about in the ward that day.”
Lin Sheng frowned slightly. He was already bothered by his father's last meeting with that crazy woman. If he hadn't been distracted by Xu Songheng's matter, he would have started investigating from the beginning. "Don't worry, Mother, I will keep an eye on it."
Just as the two were talking, a figure appeared at the entrance of the garden of the Lin family's ancestral home.
Ruan Jinxian looked at the newcomer, her eyes half-closed and smiling: "Speak of the devil and he appears. You two can chat at your leisure."
After saying that, she made a move to leave, and as she brushed past the person, she gave a gentle smile and a nod.
The visitor ignored him completely, not even bothering to look him in the eye, and walked straight up to Lin Sheng, straightening his tie and exchanging pleasantries: "Long time no see, Mr. Lin, things must be going smoothly for you lately, right?"
Lin Sheng's eyes held a chill. The person who had just appeared in the conversation had suddenly come into reality, which made him somewhat wary. "You really are someone I can't figure out."
"If you figure me out, wouldn't I become the next Xu Songheng?" Sheng He said sarcastically, laughing as he sat down in a chair. "Why don't you ask me why I came here?"
Lin Sheng poured himself a glass of whiskey, and, finding it lacking ice, fiddled with the rim of the glass. "You'll understand why I'm here without me asking, so why waste my breath?"
“I’m a freelancer selling information now. I serve whoever has money. If you’re interested, Mr. Lin, you might as well talk to me about the price first. My information is priceless, and I guarantee you won’t lose out.” Sheng He rested one hand on the back of the chair, and with just the words “selling information,” he had already piqued the other party’s interest.
"Well said, 'whoever has the money serves them.' It seems we'll all get a lot out of this today." Lin Sheng was very interested in Sheng He's words and generously said, "Just name your price. If the information satisfies me, we might even get more."
"This number." Sheng He held up a seven, implying his information was worth a million, and chuckled, "Seven-figure information will save you a lot of trouble. Want to buy it?"
"What an outrageous demand." Lin Sheng certainly didn't want to be taken advantage of, so he changed the transaction method. "I'll have someone open an account for you. On November 3rd, when the market opens, you can make a fortune without any investment. It just depends on whether you're willing to accept it."
"Ha! Mr. Lin, you're really bold. You dare to use this kind of insider stock market information?" Sheng He sneered. After thinking for a while, he decided to accept the deal. "This isn't the first time we've cooperated. We still have basic trust. I'll trust you this once."
"Tell me, don't keep me in suspense."
"You should know that Lin Jin stayed in Zehai for four or five days, right?"
Clearly, Lin Sheng didn't have much patience for what was already known, and urged, "Get to the point."
"I've been following her and found out something very interesting." Sheng He deliberately piqued people's interest, poured himself a glass of wine, and said in a drawn-out tone, "Your old man left you everything before he passed away. Guess if he left Lin Jin anything good?"
Lin Sheng had completely lost his patience with this person, so he snatched the wine glass and scolded in a low voice, "Stop dawdling and continue."
“Hiss... No way... What Lin Jin did in Zehai and what the old man gave her are two different things. You can only buy one piece of information. I can only tell you the other one after I get the money.”
Sheng He deliberately left Lin Sheng with a choice, which made Lin Sheng clench his cup tightly. He was so angry that his knuckles turned white, and he wished he could crush the cup.
He gritted his teeth, forcing out each word from between his lips, "My patience is limited, you'd better not mess with me."
"Threatening me? Or are you trying to use the same methods you used on Xu Songheng to deal with me? I'm not on the same side as him. If you silence me, it'll be very troublesome." Sheng He dared to come alone, naturally expecting Lin Sheng wouldn't do anything out of line to him, which is why he was so confident. "You have to understand, after all, I haven't even seen a trace of the money yet. Of course, I need to have some backup plans, both to protect my money and to protect my life. It's a choice between happiness and death, you choose."
Lin Sheng exhaled a heavy breath, and after thinking carefully, asked, "What did the old man give Lin Jin before he passed away?"
Sheng He's smile faded, and he uttered only four words: "betting agreement."
"A betting agreement?" Lin Sheng's alarm bells rang, and his tone turned several degrees heavier. These four words were enough to break his tense emotions. "Explain yourself clearly. These four words alone are not worth a seven-figure price!"
“Although I don’t know the specific details of the agreement, I can give you a general explanation. Your grandfather gave Lin Jin a betting agreement, betting on the percentage of annual profits of the Lin Group and Senyao Group.” Sheng He explained briefly, took back his wine glass and took a small sip. “Let me put it this way, your good days may not be long.”
After saying that, he put down his cup, got up and left, but didn't forget to turn back and grin at Lin Sheng: "So, you're the one who didn't lose out by coming all this way, right?"
*
Department of Orthopedics, Zhouhai People's Hospital.
The office of Chi Jue was silent, the atmosphere so quiet you could hear a pin drop that it made everyone uneasy.
Cheng Sangluo gripped the hem of her clothes tightly with both hands, leaning slightly forward across the desk.
She stared intently at Dr. Chi, who was watching the scans, looking as if she were facing a formidable enemy.
Honestly, her nervous demeanor was kind of cute; someone who didn't know better would have thought she was the one with some incurable disease.
Not daring to disturb her further, Cheng Sangluo could only ask in a trembling voice, "Um... Dr. Chi... how is her foot recovering?"
Chi Jue sat upright in the chair and pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses perched on the bridge of his nose.
She looked at the cautious person across the table, then put the film back into the bag and answered truthfully, "The ankle is healing quite well, much better than the last follow-up appointment."
Upon receiving this answer, Cheng Sangluo breathed a sigh of relief and swallowed the anxiety that had been gripping her.
But the man wouldn't stop, pressing on urgently, "Then...when can the steel nail be removed? Will we have to wait another year or two?"
“The screws will need to be removed in two sessions.” Chi Jue replied while calculating the postoperative period for Lin Jin. Feeling that the number of sessions was not enough, he arranged: “Come to remove the external screws in the middle of next month. The internal fixation screws will need to be removed after they have fully healed, depending on the situation. You will come for a follow-up appointment then, and I will arrange the specific time for screw removal.”
"Okay, okay, I promise I'll bring her on time!" Cheng Sangluo nodded in a simple and honest manner, and then started asking questions incessantly: "Dr. Chi, she uses a wheelchair to get around now. I'm afraid it will hurt her too much, so I don't let her walk around much."
"Don't just sit in a wheelchair all the time. You need to do systematic rehabilitation. Parts like the ankle need to be moved around appropriately to maintain their flexibility, otherwise it will be very troublesome." Chi Jue explained seriously, winking at Lin Jin as if to say, "Didn't this little dog not get along with you? Why is he all you care about now?"
Lin Jin didn't pay much attention to her illness and remained in that lazy posture.
She rested one hand on the armrest of her wheelchair, raised her eyebrows knowingly, and exuded a smug air: How about that, I'm pretty good at training dogs, right?
Seeing that Cheng Sangluo kept asking questions, she simply hooked her uninjured foot around Cheng Sangluo's leg and urged, "Are you a walking encyclopedia of questions? Don't bother Dr. Chi, he's very busy."
"Yes, yes, I'm so sorry to bother you." The little dog nodded obediently, turned around and pushed his wife towards the door, not forgetting to turn back and thank you: "Thank you so much, Dr. Chi, I promise to be there on time next month!"
Perhaps she was too happy, Cheng Sangluo pushed her wheelchair out of Dr. Chi's office, walking with a cheerful air about her.
Lin Jin, infected by her emotions, couldn't help but laugh and ask, "What are you secretly gloating about?"
The puppy suddenly slowed down, bent down and pecked his wife's ear: "What's this about being secretly happy? My wife's foot is recovering well, which means I've been taking good care of her. I'm just openly happy!"
"You're so happy because you think it's too much trouble to push my wheelchair and you won't have to do manual labor anymore, right?" Lin Jin knew that the puppy didn't mean it that way, but she just wanted to tease her.
"In your eyes, am I such a narrow-minded and lazy person?" Cheng Sangluo complained for a while, then muttered, "I'm just genuinely happy for you. Your feet are so beautiful, it's a shame they don't wear high heels. Once the nails are removed, you can wear all kinds of beautiful high heels again~"
"Oh, oh, oh, someone should hate my feet the most, right?" Lin Jin asked knowingly, reaching out to pinch the puppy's chin affectionately. "Let's go, let's find a new home that we like~"
[Author's Note]
1. My pre-order novel, "The Sinful Lover," is available for collection.
2. The plot is very coherent, so is Sheng He a good person or a bad person?
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