Second-Generation Heir x Illegitimate Son 19

The final fate of that stamen, of course, was to be buried in the trash can along with those flowers.

Its connection was severed, and it became an abandoned, discarded thing.

Lin Sui was actually quite looking forward to what new surprises Yan Qin could bring him, just to add a bit more flavor to his life.

Unfortunately, the little puppy was far too timid. Lin Sui could only sense a faint, familiar gaze that appeared one day, but it was difficult to trace its direction. After that, there was nothing again.

If Yan Qin could suddenly act a bit more overbearing, perhaps tying him up and doing this and that, it might be somewhat interesting. But this kind of thing was just a passing thought; after all, realistic conditions wouldn't allow it. Besides, Yan Qin wasn't that type of person.

Yan Qin as a person simply had too many bottom lines and principles. Even if he did something he considered a bold overstepping of boundaries, to Lin Sui, it was just so-so.

However, being principled was fine too; it made teasing him all the more interesting.

Rather than calling it taming, it was better described as provoking. He just loved the way the other party looked when he was completely captivated yet bitterly suppressing himself, thoroughly helpless. It was just too delicious.

System: [...Can you be a bit more normal, I beg you.]

In the beginning, the System's attitude had been nothing short of arrogant and bossy, but after losing every single confrontation, even its questioning had grown feeble.

Lin Sui said with a smiling face: [It's been two minutes since I talked about things in the Cultivation World, are you missing it?]

System: [...I'm leaving.]

The System ran fast enough. Lin Sui couldn't catch it and felt quite regretful; he had originally wanted to talk about what happened after his and Yan Qin's first time.

After that time, the moment Yan Qin went out, he said he wanted to take responsibility for him.

This was what Lin Sui wanted, but Lin Sui did not agree to it.

First of all, he didn't like the talk of taking responsibility. It wasn't as if sleeping with someone meant he naturally had to become theirs.

Secondly, Yan Qin merely had a favorable impression of him and was a very responsible person, which was why he said such words.

Lin Sui didn't want this kind of responsibility, so he refused. He only thanked Yan Qin for his protection and told him not to worry too much about it. Yan Qin was exceptionally silent after hearing his words and walked away without looking back. A short while later, he returned and gave him a jade pendant, telling him he could send a voice transmission anytime if he needed anything.

Lin Sui was the best at seizing opportunities and also at utilizing them.

"I seem to really be quite mean to him."

Lin Sui looked out the window at the lush branches and leaves, a dark light flashing in his eyes.

Then he would just create some opportunities for him. Lin Sui narrowed his eyes, the corners of his lips curling up slightly.

One day while riding in the car, he brought up a topic with the driver, Old Wu.

"I heard your mother has been sick recently?"

Old Wu was a veteran driver with twenty years of driving experience. He had been driving for Lin Sui for seven or eight years. His driving skills were very steady, and he was an honest person. He never gossiped when he heard secrets. Whether it was the original owner or Lin Sui himself, both were quite satisfied with him.

Hearing the young man suddenly making small talk with him, Old Wu was clearly a bit terrified and overwhelmed by the favor. He hurriedly said, "Thank you for your concern, Young Master. My mother is getting on in years, so it's inevitable that her health is failing."

"I heard she still needs to undergo surgery, right? Don't you need to go back and take care of her?"

Old Wu didn't dare to look up and meet Lin Sui's eyes. Trying to figure out Lin Sui's tone, his heart skipped a beat, not knowing what he had done wrong to make the Young Master dissatisfied.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he said, "My wife is taking care of her, and my younger brother and his wife also have free time."

"Go back and take care of her for a while. After all, people are getting older, and nothing is certain," Lin Sui lightly tapped his fingers on the seat and said indifferently. "You've driven for me for so long; I won't treat you unfairly. Take some extra money back with you, and I'll have someone arrange a good job for you later."

"During this time, you need to act distressed about not being able to find a suitable person to replace your position, because your mother is severely ill and can hardly do without your care. Therefore, you will vent about this a lot to the people in the villa, until someone comes to solve your urgent need. Do you understand what I mean?"

These words were deeply meaningful, causing Old Wu to break out in a cold sweat. He met the exceptionally beautiful young man's gaze through the rearview mirror, shivered, and then nodded repeatedly.

"I understand. My mother cannot do without my care, and I am very anxious right now."

The Young Master had spoken very clearly. After his mind turned a few corners, Old Wu also understood the Young Master's meaning. Although he didn't know what the Young Master's intention was, he knew that as long as he handled the matter to the Young Master's satisfaction, he could take an extra sum of money home and wouldn't lose his job.

A faint, almost imperceptible chuckle sounded in the car, representing the young man's approval.

An immense, inexplicable fear rose in Old Wu's heart, as if behind him lay a bottomless abyss, an unpredictable hunter with interlocking schemes.

Old Wu's 'anxiety' lasted for about ten days.

Because the Young Master had instructed him to only speak with the servants in the villa, Old Wu specifically told people that he couldn't find anyone because the friends he had approached weren't very reliable, and he was afraid of displeasing the Young Master.

The servants in the villa all knew the Young Master's temper, so they didn't doubt his words at all and even expressed sympathy for him.

Old Wu didn't understand where exactly this person the Young Master mentioned, who would deliver themselves to his doorstep to solve his 'urgent need,' was.

When he reported that no one had sought him out, the Young Master lazily smiled and said, "There will be."

Old Wu didn't understand, but it wasn't until a brother from his hometown contacted him and started complaining about worrying over his son's employment that Old Wu realized with a jolt of terror.

This fellow townsman's son had specifically studied driving and knew cars very well. Although he couldn't be called a veteran driver, Old Wu had experienced his driving skills, which were not at all inferior to those of experienced drivers. Furthermore, he had an honest personality and never spoke a single unnecessary word.

Moreover, being the son of a fellow townsman meant knowing his roots and background, so his reliability was obvious. The townsman also hinted that if Old Wu's mother recovered in the future and he wanted to return, his son could vacate the position at any time. This was simply a perfect candidate—like someone handing over a pillow just when he was dozing off.

Old Wu reported this matter to the Young Master with trembling fear. Through the mirror, he saw the young man's crimson lips. Illuminated by the setting sun, he left the villa in a slight daze, carrying a large sum of money.

The servants in the villa knew that the Young Master had newly replaced his driver with someone who had a dull personality but worked diligently.

Lin Sui didn't plan to do anything soon. After all, there was still plenty of time. If the little puppy had seen the flower from last time, it would be enough for him to reminisce over for a long time.

Take it slow, he wasn't in a hurry.

Sometimes Lin Sui would feel that the System's existence was also quite nice.

After all, it could provide him with the general background of this world. Even an idiot would know to cling to a powerful thigh when knowing the future in advance, let alone an ambitious person like him.

There are people in this world who are born geniuses. But who would have thought that a top-tier hacker who would later become famous and whose talent was only just beginning to show right now, was currently just a poor wretch sneaking into a restaurant, pretending to be a customer to mooch food and drinks?

Inside the Western restaurant, it was already close to closing time, and there were barely two tables of customers left.

When someone got up to pay the bill, a skinny boy who had been sitting to the side staring for a long time quickly sat in her seat and began devouring the cold leftovers like a whirlwind.

This scene was quickly noticed by a waiter, who roughly snatched the plate away and looked disdainfully at the skinny boy he had pushed to the floor.

"Shameless thing, if you don't have money, don't enter this kind of place. Stop pretending! Do you think you're worthy of eating these things? Even if it's leftovers, you don't have the right! We wouldn't even feed this to pigs, let alone you. Disgusting!"

Admittedly, the boy's actions were improper, but he shouldn't have been subjected to such insults.

There are always people who, after staying in places they deem classy for a long time, feel as though they have merged with it and become equally noble, casting arrogant and disdainful glares at others.

Wu Qiu was used to such dirty looks, and he didn't care. Just as he was preparing to climb up and leave, he heard the sound of applause.

The sound came from not far away. When he looked over, he stared blankly for a good while because of the other person's appearance.

"Well said. Indeed, there are some things that only qualified people can eat."

The young man carried an innate arrogance on his body. Beneath his appearance, even contemptuous words sounded pleasant to the ear.

Swept by his gaze, Wu Qiu inexplicably felt somewhat embarrassed and grabbed his own palms. He wanted to flee from here, but he was stopped.

The waiter, having received agreement, happily stepped forward to serve the last customer in the restaurant, reminding him to finish his meal quickly.

"There's no rush, I want to continue ordering."

"But the head chef is about to get off..."

"Young Master Lin!" The restaurant manager, who had run over, bowed and greeted him subserviently, hastily interrupting the waiter's words. "If you want to eat, the head chef will naturally prepare for you twenty-four hours a day. Your presence simply brings light to our humble establishment! Whatever else you'd like to eat, please just give the order."

Lin Sui slid his finger along the menu, and the restaurant manager hurriedly nodded.

Delicacies in quantities obviously exceeding a single person's portion were brought out dish by dish, emitting a rich aroma.

"My treat for you. Only qualified people can eat these."

Wu Qiu still thought he had met a kind-hearted person and kept swallowing his saliva, but then he realized that the young man wasn't looking at him.

The waiter pointed at himself, somewhat overwhelmed by the unexpected favor. After receiving an affirmative answer, he excitedly thanked Lin Sui and sat at the table to start enjoying the food.

His face was glowing red. The restaurant manager beside him looked at him with a bit of envy, thinking this person had gotten lucky and been bestowed a blessing by Young Master Lin.

Feeling his superior's gaze, the waiter became even more excited.

A person's stomach capacity is limited, and the waiter soon put down his knife and fork.

"Continue."

The young man swirled the red wine in his glass. The smile on his face was both beautiful and malicious, like an attached dark shadow that sent chills down one's spine.

At this moment, the waiter finally realized something. He tried to resist in horror, but was pinned in place by the young man's light, airy words.

"I said, continue."

Cruel words slipped from beautiful lips, and pristine white teeth glinted with a cold, sinister light.

He was like the dominator of a colosseum, a tyrant on a throne, watching people struggle bitterly.

Even the most beautiful things, once they exceed the limit, become torture.

At this moment, the manager finally understood the fear of those people in the rumors. Watching the waiter throw up in large mouthfuls as he continued to eat, he closed his eyes.

The vomited, partially digested food scraps made a mess of the table, emitting a foul stench.

The waiter's face was covered in tears and snot as he spat out words begging for mercy.

Lin Sui never intended to cause a fatality, nor did he plan to watch the man finish eating. A bit bored, he retracted his gaze, waved his hand, and got up to leave.

Wu Qiu was like a spectator forced to stay and watch. After the drama ended, he stood in place somewhat dazedly.

The young man hadn't glanced at him from beginning to end, but Wu Qiu knew he was standing up for him. After figuring this out, he immediately took off running to chase after him.

"Please let me follow you! I'll do anything!"

Someone heard the recounting of this incident and was so angry that he couldn't eat for days. Only after repeatedly confirming that no new bracelet had appeared on Lin Sui's wrist did his mood slightly ease.

Author's Note:

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Brother Yan appeared in this chapter, but didn't completely appear.