Second-Generation Heir x Illegitimate Son 20

When questioning Wu Qiu, Lin Sui avoided the driver, Xiao Chen.

He asked about Wu Qiu's situation and what he knew how to do.

Wu Qiu answered, "I know how to play with computers, and I can see a lot of secrets."

Wu Qiu was only fifteen years old right now. He didn't know how to hide his thoughts at all and didn't beat around the bush; his answer was very clear.

He even demonstrated to Lin Sui on the spot how to hack into his computer, plant a seed inside, and then follow the network to extend his tentacles to tens of thousands of other ends.

His talent was indeed astonishing. Even without systematic study, the things he displayed were already far beyond the reach of many people.

Lin Sui arranged for him to go to Gao Jing's place, letting Gao Jing and the others guide him. If utilized well, Wu Qiu would be a tremendous help.

He also specifically hired teachers in philosophy and law for Wu Qiu, having them constantly impart content about abiding by the law, dedication to work, and showing gratitude.

Because in the original plot, the genius hacker youth had a weak knowledge of the law and unscrupulously wandered on the gray edge, which led to him being locked up in a juvenile detention center and becoming a key monitoring target. It was only after several years of this that he met his talent scout, Yan Qin, and learned how to conduct himself in society from Yan Qin.

Lin Sui wanted to teach him in advance; he did not want any hidden dangers buried in his territory.

Fortunately, Wu Qiu was very proactive. Without having to worry about food and clothing, he studied the knowledge he was interested in with great enthusiasm. As for other things like morality and law, it was as if he was listening to someone chanting sutras, but he still stayed and listened obediently.

Lin Sui would occasionally receive messages from him, but didn't pay too much attention. After all, Lin Sui had too many things to keep an eye on, and this matter was just one of them, relatively insignificant.

Lin Sui usually allowed himself to live within a well-controlled limit so as not to get too exhausted. However, sometimes there were exceptions, such as staying in the laboratory for a few days, which usually consumed a large amount of mental energy.

Leaving the laboratory, Lin Sui sat in the car and tiredly pinched the space between his eyebrows.

Compared to delving into data, playing with capital was much more interesting.

Xiao Chen drove very steadily, and the temperature inside the car was suitable. He slowly closed his eyes.

When Lin Sui suddenly opened his eyes, all was completely silent outside the window. The shadows of the trees were uneven; it was exactly the scenery at the entrance of his home.

He must have fallen asleep, and Xiao Chen didn't dare to wake him up, letting him rest just like this.

Lin Sui straightened his body, but noticed something was wrong as he prepared to get out of the car.

He looked at Xiao Chen sitting in the front row and asked, "How long did I sleep?"

"Young Master, about twenty minutes."

Lin Sui nodded, pushed the car door open, and got out.

Lin Sui asked the System, 'Has he been here?'

The System did not answer, but based on its nature, its silence was undoubtedly an answer.

Lin Sui's eyes were tainted with pleasure, and even his exhaustion was diluted.

'He was here.'

This time, it was an affirmative declarative sentence.

The System was puzzled, 'How did you know?'

Obviously, Lin Sui had entered a state of deep sleep at that time and hadn't woken up when Yan Qin left. How could he have known?

'I felt it... Did he do anything?'

Lin Sui was too familiar with Yan Qin's scent. That wasn't a superficial smell similar to perfume. He had lingered intimately in his embrace for hundreds of years; there was no way he could ever forget his aura and body temperature.

The System originally didn't want to tell him, afraid that he would get smug again, but under Lin Sui's warning about past events in the Cultivation World, it still reluctantly gave the answer.

'Watched you sleep.'

...That's it?

Lin Sui pressed on in disbelief, 'He just watched me sleep?'

The System replied, 'Yeah, he didn't even touch you. He just got in the car, looked at you for a while, took a picture of your sleeping face, and that was it.'

Lin Sui didn't know what expression he should make, whether to be angry or amused.

Yan Qin even did things like planting people by his side, yet in the end, this was all he did. He didn't even touch him once. Truly impressive, exactly the same as in his past life.

In his past life, Lin Sui wasn't just fixing his eyes on Yan Qin's Dao Bone without letting go. He had always been inquiring about other ways to free himself from this physique, and found a legendary place where one could cultivate the Flawless Body.

That was an island floating on the sea, and reaching it was fraught with difficulties. Lin Sui found the crucial array core, hurriedly left a message for Yan Qin, and stepped inside. The array core was subject to change; once missed, there might not be a next time.

Time was unknown in the Cultivation World; he didn't know how long he had stayed inside.

One day, spirit birds were chatting and said there was a very strange sword cultivator who had broken through ten thousand arrays to come here. Not for the mountains full of spiritual treasures, nor for the Flawless Body, he just looked at another cultivator in the cold pool from a distance for a while and then left.

When Lin Sui heard this, he knew who that person was, but he didn't leave and cultivated with complete focus. However, he ultimately failed. He cultivated the Flawless Body, but he was still a Natural Cauldron.

At that time, Yan Qin embraced his despondent self and comforted him, saying there was still a way.

The sea breeze carried astral energy that was bone-piercingly cold, but Yan Qin protected him very well.

Yan Qin, oh Yan Qin. Lin Sui let out a low chuckle, a flowing light flashing past his eyes.

The System knew he was probably going to do something. For a moment, it didn't know whether to feel sorry for itself or feel sorry for the Child of Fortune.

Yan Qin learned from Xiao Chen that Lin Sui had been returning home drunk for the past few days. From all kinds of parties and dinner engagements, Lin Sui would always return home swaying unsteadily from drinking.

Upon hearing this news, Yan Qin couldn't help but furrow his brows tightly.

He quickly finished dealing with his necessary domestic work, compressing his time to once again await the arrival of that car.

The blue Bugatti paused briefly at the intersection, driving like a ghost through the thick, ink-like night.

The partition inside the car had long been raised, isolating the front and rear spaces.

Yan Qin looked at the drunken young man leaning against the seat. The light red flush on his face was like rouge, making his lotus-like visage even more alluring.

The black leather seat further accentuated the fairness of the hand resting upon it. The cyan veins were clearly visible, like top-grade jade.

Afraid of waking him, Yan Qin was like a beast melting into the shadows, quietly yet unscrupulously staring at the treasure he had set his sights on.

In this obsessive gaze, Yan Qin couldn't resist leaning closer.

A rich fragrance, a mixture of red wine and the young man's own scent, wafted from his body, like a fully ripe grape bursting with juice.

He suppressed the urge to pluck it, like a traveler quenching his thirst by looking at plums.

The young man's eyelashes trembled lightly. Yan Qin's heart unconsciously tightened, wanting to flee, but he was pinned in place by the young man's wet, dewy eyes.

He didn't seem fully awake, his eyes holding a scattered and dazed look.

Seeing him wasn't treated as something strange. He merely clicked his tongue softly and said, "To think I actually dreamed of you."

Even his voice carried the lazy tune of drunkenness, scratching at Yan Qin's heart through his eardrums.

This seemed to be a perfect excuse, allowing his despicable love to find a loophole. Yan Qin was no longer flustered, just gazing into the eyes of the person he yearned for day and night.

"You've actually grown this much."

Slender fingers traced across the man's handsome face with gentle tenderness.

Yan Qin was indeed much more mature than his teenage appearance. His steady and reserved young man look was infinitely close to the Yan Qin in Lin Sui's memories.

The young man seemed to want to take a good look at the person in his dream. He bent his legs, pressed his hands on the man's shoulders, and straddled him.

"To think I'd dream of a little dog that sneaked away..."

The young man murmured, seemingly a bit dissatisfied.

Yan Qin didn't dare to move a muscle the moment he sat on him, terrified of disturbing this beautiful dream.

What Lin Sui attended today was a high-society gathering. He was wearing a suit, though his jacket had long been tossed aside.

He seemed to feel a bit uncomfortable. His fingers rested on his tie knot, tugging at it impatiently. After the tie was loosened, he took it off his neck.

The alcohol wrapped the young man's body in a flush of red; even his collarbones revealed a faint pink.

Yan Qin's eyes darkened, filled with an impenetrable, dangerous aura.

Yet, the young man on top of him seemed completely oblivious. He positioned Yan Qin's hands in front of himself, slipping the black tie embroidered with dark patterns over the man's wrists.

With the fabric pulling bit by bit, the gap shrank until they were completely bound.

"Caught you again."

The young man's raised brows and eyes were written full of waning interest, even showing some sleepiness.

Without even needing to look down on others, those rippling, watery eyes carried a lofty charm, full of the arrogance of an absolute winner even amidst drunkenness.

Even if there was no leash in his hands, it made one willingly deliver their neck into his grasp to become his hound.