133: Lan Yuxi's mysterious reward, there is a guest at home, sister Yujin? - The Rich Second-Generation Villain With No Morals

"Since you've chosen to kill Yan Bosheng, Yan Yan's mother is likely in grave danger now too, isn't she?" "I should probe this nurse some more, see what exactly she's planning for Yan Yan's mom," Qi Lin thought to himself. Li Zhou looked up and asked the nurse, "How's the task I assigned you progressing?" The nurse, not daring to complain this time, spoke directly, "You mentioned that keeping Sun Lan here is akin to prolonging a dream; I thought I would send her away using the same means." "I've been adding heart-arresting medication to her IV. Within two months, her heart might give way, and she would unknowingly leave this world." "Dammit!" Upon hearing the nurse's words, Qi Lin almost burst into curses. In the past, since Yan Bosheng knew the truth, Li Zhou feared he'd reveal it to Yan Yan, making his decision to kill and stay silent somewhat forgivable. But now, Sun Lan lay bedridden, unaware and unable to care for herself, and yet they intended to kill her. Such actions were nothing short of monstrous. "It seems it's time to put a plan into action." "If I rescue Sun Lan from Li Zhou's clutches, Yan Yan would owe me not one but two lives: her own and her mother's." "I refuse to believe that this lovely widow wouldn't be moved by such a gesture." Qi Lin let out a faint smile. "Alright, you stay here, and aside from me, don't let anyone else near. If this gets discovered by others, you know the consequences." 'Li Zhou' stood and said calmly. The nurse was well aware of the filthy things Li Zhou had done in private and nodded fearfully, "Chairman, rest assured, I won't mention a word of this to anyone." After leaving the hospital, Qi Lin returned to his car, removed his makeup, and reverted back to his original appearance. Despite knowing the secrets from years prior, Qi Lin didn't immediately seek out Sun Lan. Sun Lan had been under Li Zhou's care for a long time, and her attachment to him would be deeply entrenched. Merely relying on a nurse's testimony might not be enough to convince her. The same went for Yan Yan. After years of marriage, discovering her husband was responsible for her father's death and her mother's lifelong paralysis, without solid evidence, she might avoid him and choose not to believe Qi Lin. "If only I could find evidence proving Li Zhou ordered the hit-and-run that killed Sun Lan. But such evidence is likely either hidden at home or in someone's memories. To obtain it, visiting Li Zhou's villa is necessary." "It's too conspicuous during the day; I'll check it out tonight." Having made his decision, Qi Lin drove back to the school. Because he had been to the Huamei Zixin clinic, he returned to class after the first period was halfway over. Their class was still under the tutelage of their homeroom teacher, Mei Sanyuan. Noting Qi Lin's nonchalance, Mei Sanyuan simply laughed it off, both amused and helpless. "With the finals around the corner, I reckon this lad might just give me another bottom-last performance." Lan Yuxi used to be such a quiet and well-behaved girl; even if Wang Cheng dared not talk to her during class. But now, under Mei Sanyuan's watchful eyes, Lan Yuxi leaned over and whispered to Qi Lin, "Hehe, hubby, did you hear? That headmaster who always opposed you? During a meeting, right in front of the deputy principal... the headmaster actually stretched his legs under the table." "Now the whole school knows." "Hmph~ He's got what he deserves. Who told that fool to defy my husband? Even Grandpa God stands on his side," Qi Lin pinched Lan Yuxi's soft cheek, chuckling, "Who told you divine intervention is that capable? Did you ever think this was your husband's doing?" Lan Yuxi paused, instinctively asking, "Hubby, do you... dislike him?" "Pft~" Qi Lin almost choked on his own words. What was this girl thinking? Did she really believe they had the same interests as Wang Cheng? "Too low emotional intelligence, terrible communicator, bad review—your motorcycle privileges are revoked." Qi Lin said irritably. Lan Yuxi's cheeks flushed. She realized her misunderstanding and quickly clasped Qi Lin's arm, whispering bashfully, "Hubby, I'm sorry, I was wrong." Thinking of something, her face reddened further as she whispered in Qi Lin's ear, "I'll take care of it today~" Qi Lin's eyes lit up, "Let's skip one period; I'll take you to buy a motorcycle." Lan Yuxi, with her cheeks still pink, nodded in agreement. The language class was already over. Qi Lin took Lan Yuxi back to his Benz. Arriving once more at the motorcycle mall, Qi Lin showed a satisfied grin, exuding a lazy contentment. Lan Yuxi, in contrast, continually drank water, her little face flush and exceptionally endearing. "Hehe, if you could always retain the pure charm of this school belle, maybe I'd never grow tired of it in this lifetime," Qi Lin quipped with a laugh. Lan Yuxi finished her drink and rested her face against Qi Lin's arm, giggling, "That’s simple. I'll practice in front of the mirror every day, honing my craft. Eventually, I'll always appear innocent and shy before Hubby, and he'll forever love me." "You're quite the cunning little devil, aren't you? Well, I'm looking forward to your acting skills," Qi Lin chuckled, tapping Lan Yuxi's forehead as they headed towards the motorcycle mall. For his precious enchantress, Qi Lin, of course, opted for the best. He ended up choosing her a Yamaha 125 Ling Eagle ladies' motorcycle. Clad in a burgundy hue. Though it lagged slightly behind the adorable Yadea girls' series electric scooters from twenty years later in terms of charm, it was quite noteworthy for a 22-year-old. The price tag was around 8000. Likely surpassing a typical person's six-month salary. "Oh!" "Darling, your enchantress just adores you!" Lan Yuxi gleefully pounced on Qi Lin, showering his cheek with multiple pecks, her face aglow with joy. "Ugh!" Yet, Qi Lin glared at Lan Yuxi. "Jeez~ Hubby, how could you despise yourself so much?" Lan Yuxi instantly understood, shooting Qi Lin a playful glance, her laughter ringing like music to his ears. Her mesmerizing gaze made Qi Lin almost want to whisk her away to a hotel then and there. Afterward, Qi Lin began teaching Lan Yuxi to ride the motorcycle. Once you know how to ride a bicycle, picking up motorcycle skills comes naturally. However, Qi Lin took advantage of the opportunity, failing to properly instruct Lan Yuxi. One moment it was stepping on the brakes, the next moment continuing on, leaving Lan Yuxi jostled and Qi Lin nearly ready to fall apart. "Hubby, you're so annoying! I'm not playing with you anymore, go home alone, I'll ride on my own~" Pouting, Lan Yuxi gave Qi Lin a light shove, urging him to leave her alone. Not that Qi Lin minded; he simply laughed and drove home. "Haha, Qi Ge, been a few years, huh? You’re looking more robust than ever. I caught your food festival too; it was mesmerizing—got aired on the provincial TV! Such a lucrative venture, yet somehow you leave us out! How merciless to just rake in the riches silently." As Qi Lin stepped through the door, he heard a voice laden with charisma and laughter. Taking a peek into the living room, he noticed the guests. Qi Feng and Fang Yuanyuan stayed silent. On the sofa sat two women alongside a man. The voice just now belonged to this middle-aged man. He seemed slightly older than Qi Feng. Exuding pride, his chiseled features, hinted at the handsomeness in his youth. To the left of this charming elder sat a woman in her forties, likely his wife. A gentle smile adorned her face—elegant in attire, she radiated opulence. Next to the woman sat a girl. Her black hair styled into a bun revealed a fair, delicate face. A white blouse graced her upper body, its collar buttoned just once to reveal a delicate clavicle and a glimpse of milky skin. Her bottom half sported high-end gray tailored pants, with her feet in high-heeled sandals. Those creamy dainty feet, sock-free. Her ivory insteps and graceful arches gleamed beneath Qi Lin’s gaze. Ultimately, Qi Lin scored her. A perfect 99. She belonged to the same league as Lan Yuxi and Qi Xue Yao—a bonafide beauty. Yu Jin was disinterested in their conversation with her parents. Thus, she was the first to notice Qi Lin. His gaze swept over her, lingering on her feet, causing Yu Jin to frown slightly and draw back her legs, avoiding his probing eyes. "Oh, is that Qi Lin back there?" "The years have flown—you've grown into quite the handsome young man," Yu Zhen guffawed heartily. Despite recognizing a man addressing him directly, calling his name, a chill flickered across Qi Lin’s dark eyes. There he was! After all these years, the culprit behind his family’s downfall—he finally faced Yu Zhen once more. Two decades later, Qi Lin's Tianlin Group had spiraled into crisis due to an outbreak of swine fever. At that time, Qi Feng was scrambling for funds to salvage the company. Being a generous individual, Qi Feng cultivated numerous friendships, many willing to lend a hand. Just then, Yu Zhen planted a ruinous rumor—alleging Tianlin Group's entire pig stock was infected with African swine fever, claiming its financial chain was broken. News spread, and potential benefactors recoiled. Even the funds poised to assist Qi Feng dried up. Like sealing Tianlin Group’s fate in a tight grave through Yu Zhen's doing. One could argue—Qi Lin's shattered family in a previous life stemmed partly from Yu Zhen's actions. Still, before his old nemesis, Qi Lin maintained composure, showing none of his inner turmoil. He had matured into a world-class villain, naturally understanding that a sly, underhanded move often worked better than a direct confrontation. "Uncle Yu, haven't seen you in a while... You seem to have frozen time, still the handsome man you were," Qi Lin joked as he stepped forward to hug Yu Zhen. "Haha! You're still as silver-tongued as ever." "Come, meet Aunt Lin and your cousin Yu Jin," Yu Zhen said, releasing Qi Lin from the embrace. Lin Yun, Yu Zhen's wife, rose to greet Qi Lin, but before she could speak, Qi Lin rushed forward, hugging her warmly, "Aunt Lin, Uncle Yu, what a stunning couple! I remember as a child, I always said I'd marry Aunt Lin when I grew up." "Haha, seems you've got as good an eye as I do," Yu Zhen laughed, amused by Qi Lin's childhood assertion—and no one seemed to catch Qi Lin's hidden sarcasm. Releasing Lin Yun, Qi Lin extended his arms towards Yu Jin again. Yu Jin, whose face was strikingly beautiful, took two steps back, avoiding the embrace entirely. Despite this, Qi Lin remained unfazed, maintaining his smile, "What's wrong, Cousin Yu Jin? Do you think I'm too ugly to hug?" Yu Jin remained silent, her expression frosty, opting to let Yu Zhen reply for her. "You missed your chance; my sister Yu Jin got engaged recently. Didn't you see her diamond ring? She's soon to be someone's daughter-in-law and can't just let you hug her," Yu Zhen said with a grin. "So, Cousin Yu Jin is already engaged. I was out of line then," Qi Lin laughed, extending his hand towards Yu Jin. "But surely a handshake is still permissible, right?" Yu Jin's eyes betrayed a hint of distaste, but she relented, briefly shaking Qi Lin's hand. Her delicate, slender, and cool demeanor marked her as an extraordinary beauty. With the meeting's purpose ostensibly fulfilled, Yu Zhen, having seemingly discussed matters with Qi Feng in Qi Lin's absence, opted to leave. After exchanging further pleasantries with Qi Lin, Yu Zhen rose to make his departure. Fang Yuanyuan, smiling, suggested, "Brother Yu, in such a hurry? Why not stay a little longer, enjoy a meal, and catch up?" Waving his hand dismissively, Yu Zhen laughed, "No need, no need. We've got a business dinner tonight. I won't intrude on you siblings' family dinner." "The proposal about the 540, I discussed it with your brother-in-law and Qi Feng. Please give it some thought as it bears mutual benefits." With this, Yu Zhen bid farewells to Qi Lin's family, departing with his wife and daughter. "Father, that old Yu Zhen must have tried to persuade you to sell our Tianlin livestock's infected pigs to him at a bargain, right?" Once Yu Zhen had left, the smile on Qi Lin's face faded as he settled into the sofa, lighting a cigarette and asking calmly. Over time, Qi Feng had come to realize his son was more astute than he initially believed. Lighting his own cigarette, Qi Feng replied with a resigned smile, "You're quite perceptive, indeed. Yu Zhen did approach me about this." "Four years ago, we co-founded a company, but due to his underhanded tactics, I withdrew my investment," Qi Feng continued. "I thought after that incident, he'd never want anything to do with me again. Yet here he is, seeking me out once more." "He's running a ham-processing business now but can't afford the rising raw material costs due to soaring meat prices, so he's resorted to dubious methods." The elder Qi Feng remained lighthearted, concluding with, "Well, times do change, and Yu Zhen the sly old fox will probably behave now." Qi Lin shook his head in mild disappointment, aware of Yu Zhen's facade of geniality, concealing a malicious, sweet-talking soul. Despite his father's ethical nature, refusing to condone Yu Zhen's schemes, Qi Lin understood Yu Zhen harbored grudges and would lurk in shadows to strike at their family when the opportunity presented itself. "Father, next time Yu Zhen discusses business with you, remember to prepare a tape recorder, document everything he says as evidence." "I know you'd never agree to sell the diseased livestock, but keep your guard up. Trust me, after you refuse him, he'll definitely seek revenge against our family." Extinguishing his cigarette in the ashtray, Qi Lin's words carried a mature pragmatic air that caught Qi Feng off guard, leading him to reevaluate his son's keen judgment. Fang Yuanyuan, shooting a knowing glance at Qi Feng, chimed in, "I've always warned you about Yu Zhen not being trustworthy, but you doubted me. Now, even our son shares my suspicions. Believe it yourself if not me." Qi Feng, neither proud nor complacent, nodded with a gentle smile. With both his wife and son sensing danger in Yu Zhen, he conceded there might be some merit to their caution. "Alright, alright, I'll be more vigilant of his movements and keep a wary eye on him from now on." At that moment, Aunt Chen, their housekeeper, called them over, "Ms. Fang, Mr. Qi, Xiao Lin, dinner is served." As Qi Lin moved to sit down, Fang Yuanyuan playfully grabbed his ear, laughing, "Avoiding responsibility, are we? Go upstairs and invite Xue Yao to join us for dinner." While it appeared to be a pull on the ear, it was more like a gentle caress.