The cannon fodder of Quick Travel got what he wanted

The low air pressure during the drive made Xiao Tang breathless, but Brother Zhen is over 1.8 meters tall, so no one should be able to do anything to him, right?

Seeing Brother Zhen's look, he didn't dare to ask more questions or say more.

Xiao Tang was frightened all night. Brother Zhen disappeared all night and didn't send him any messages. This really scared the little assistant to death.

Fortunately, he is still alive, but it seems that he has lost his innocence...

Thinking of this, Xiao Tang was even more curious about who could catch the eye of Brother Zhen.

Xiao Tang was daydreaming the whole way, and from time to time he glanced at Lin Yizhen in the rearview mirror, feeling very sneaky and afraid of being caught.

Lin Yizhen was in a bad mood not because of the one-night stand, but because Lin Zhen sent him a message asking him to go back to the old house.

"Brother Zhen, should we go home or go to Mr. Lin's house?" Xiao Tang held it in for a long time before finally uttering a sentence.

Lin Yizhen pinched the bridge of his nose and said, "Go home."

Having worked as Brother Zhen's assistant for three years, Xiao Tang knew that Brother Zhen had a bad relationship with his father.

To be honest, Xiao Tang never thought that Brother Zhen’s father was actually the person in charge of the Lin Group.

However, Brother Zhen never seemed to have thought of relying on General Lin, and had no idea about the Lin family business at all. He was determined to do it on his own.

Xiao Tang felt that if he were Mr. Lin’s son, he would have to lie down all his life.

Some people are born into Rome, while others are born into the lower class struggling.

There are huge differences between people!

Lin Yizhen returned to the villa, took a shower, put a towel around his neck, did not dry his hair, sat in front of the computer, and tapped the keyboard with his slender fingers at a rapid speed.

I went out for a romantic encounter and experienced a feeling I hadn't had in the past 24 years. My mind was filled with inspiration, and the plot, which had been stuck for a few days, finally started to fall into place.

Lin Yizhen played music and the writing process went very smoothly.

It means someone intervened and the phone vibrated three times.

When Lin Yizhen saw that the caller ID showed it was Lin Zhen, he had no desire to answer the call and simply turned off his phone.

Lin Zhen on the other side was very angry and cursed in front of Lin Antang and Chu Qiaoyin: "Rebellious son!"

After Chu Qiaoyin patted his butt and left, Lin Zhen personally sent someone to pick him up at the Lin family's old house.

Lin Zhen stared at Chu Qiaoyin's face for a moment, but soon recovered and introduced her with a gentle smile: "This is my youngest son, Lin Antang. From now on, you will be responsible for his daily life."

Chu Qiaoyin's arrival brought back memories of Lin Zhen's death.

That woman was not as outstanding as her daughter, but she was warm and ordinary, and always made him miss her.

Chu Qiaoyin positioned herself as a personal housekeeper. She didn't understand why Lin Zhen didn't find an older and more mature person to take charge, but chose her instead.

The reason Lin Zhen gave was that his youngest son was a bit rebellious and wanted to find someone of the same age with whom he could have common topics, as an older person might arouse his rebellious nature.

Chu Qiaoyin glanced at Lin Antang indifferently. He had a delicate face and looked innocent. The innocence and innocence revealed in his eyes at this moment was not as rebellious as Lin Zhen said.

But he had letter earrings on his ears, had grandma-gray hair, and was wearing a denim jacket and ripped jeans, revealing a large area of ​​white and tender skin on his calves.

It confirmed what Lin Zhen had told him, rebellion.

Lin Antang looked curiously at the playmate his father found for him. Yes, in his mind, Chu Qiaoyin was just a playmate. She looked a little worse than him, but it was okay and it wouldn't be embarrassing to show her around.

"Dad, why are you calling him? Are you going to eat yet? I'm starving to death." Lin Antang was impatient.

"Forget about him, let's eat." Lin Zhen was obviously kinder to his youngest son, more like a loving father.

Lin Antang's impatience was slightly reduced, and after he finished speaking, he sat down to eat.

Chu Qiaoyin observed Lin Antang's behavior imperceptibly, but couldn't see anything wrong with it. His dining etiquette was extremely good, so he must have been well-educated as a wealthy man.

Little did he know that Lin Zhen was extremely happy to see Lin Antang eating so obediently.

Neither the father nor the son had ever had such a good meal together. It seems that asking someone to look after Lin Antang is very effective.

Little did he know that Lin Antang didn't want to embarrass himself in front of Chu Qiaoyin, a country bumpkin.

His idea was that Lin Zhen was his father and one of his own. If he made a fool of himself in front of one of his own people, his father would not laugh at him but would have to coax him.

He didn't want to be known for his poor dining etiquette in front of outsiders.

Lin Zhen came in a hurry, ate in a hurry and left.

Chu Qiaoyin still lives in the old house, right next door to Lin Antang.

After Lin Zhen left, Lin Antang showed a bad face and kicked Chu Qiaoyin's calf, "How much money did my father give you?"

Chu Qiaoyin dodged without leaving a trace, raised his head slightly and said lightly: "Two hundred thousand."

Lin Zhen didn't know if he was crazy, but he gave him two hundred thousand a month.

"What?! Is my dad crazy? He spent 200,000 yuan to hire a country bumpkin!" Lin Antang cursed angrily, "Where's my pocket money? Give it to me now."

Compared to Lin Antang's one million pocket money a month, her money was not enough.

Chu Qiaoyin looked at Lin Antang like a cat whose fur stood on end because it couldn't get its snacks, and gradually began to show its claws in a threatening manner.

"No." Lin Zhen really believed her and threw a card to her. Inside the card were her 200,000 yuan and Lin Antang's 1 million pocket money.

Lin Antang is seventeen years old and a sophomore in high school, attending the best private high school in Nanfang Province.

Lin Zhen dotes on his child. Other wealthy students may not have as much pocket money as Lin Antang.

Lin Antang spends a lot of money, spending up to five million in a month.

Chu Qiaoyin refused to give him money, so Lin Antang resorted to force, especially when he saw the gender on her ID card, he deliberately followed her into the room, trying to scare her.

Chu Qiaoyin was a little taller than him, so Lin Antang pushed him against the wall and threatened, "If you don't give me money, I'll tell my dad that you covet me..."

His threat is totally insignificant.

In Chu Qiaoyin's eyes, it was just a child's play.

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in a little brat like you who hasn't even grown all his hair yet." Chu Qiaoyin used force to peel off Lin Antang's hands.

He was pushed onto the bed so lightly, and Lin Antang's face turned red with anger. What did he mean by a little kid who hasn't even grown all his hair yet? He is already a man, a man!

Flames burned in Lin Antang's chest, and he was determined to teach Chu Qiaoyin a lesson.

"Are you going to give it to me or not? If not, I won't leave." He didn't believe it. This person was really stable. She could take a shower peacefully with a man in her room.

"Oh, whatever you want." Chu Qiaoyin was not afraid at all. Lin Antang had such a spoiled personality, probably because Lin Zhen always gave in to her.

Lin Antang saw Chu Qiaoyin walking around and thought she was being stubborn, but the next second he saw her start to take off her coat, and then her pants...

Even though she dared to take off her clothes, Lin Antang didn't dare to look and turned his head away stiffly.

"Bang——" Only after hearing the sound of the bathroom door closing did Lin Antang dare to open his eyes.

Lin Antang who was completely ignored:...

Is this still a woman?

There is someone in the room outside, a man. Isn't she afraid and worried?