Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

Outside the hotel room.

The two Taicheng Group thugs who stayed behind to keep watch were smoking boredly. They looked at each other and started talking in low voices with a hint of worry.

"Several hours have passed, and the young lady hasn't come out of her room yet. Is there anything wrong?"

"It shouldn't happen. The young lady is in love with the man surnamed Lin. This Lin Lang is very evil. The young lady is under his control."

“Fuck… You mean, the young lady has been taken by Lin Lang?”

"Then tell me, the young lady was in Lin Lang's room. The two of them were alone in the same room for several hours. If they didn't roll around, would they just stare at each other?"

"Uh... no wonder Lin Lang's nickname is 'The Emperor of Shanghai', this guy is definitely not an ordinary person!"

The two Taicheng Group thugs who were on guard continued to talk in low voices. Zhao Lanshan, with a blushing face, had already intimately linked her arm with Lin Lang's and pushed the door open to walk out of the hotel room.

The two men hurriedly threw the cigarette butts in their hands on the ground and stomped them out, then stood respectfully in front of Zhao Lanshan.

"Hubby, let's go to my house now and treat my dad's leg!"

Lin Lang replied perfunctorily: "Go back to the Zhao residence and wait for me. I need to prepare the ancestral 'Fu Yuan Xu Gu Gao' first and rush to the Zhao residence before noon to treat your father's leg."

Zhao Lanshan half-jokingly said after hearing this: "You don't want to get me out of the way so you can run away, do you?"

Lin Lang smiled and replied: "Wife, you are so funny. The monk can escape but the temple cannot. Don't worry, I can't run away."

"Husband, I believe you."

"Then I'll be leaving first. I'll prepare a family dinner at Zhao's house at noon, waiting for you, the new son-in-law, to come for the first time."

"Okay, honey. I will definitely be there on time."

Zhao Lanshan kissed Lin Lang on the face very gently as a farewell kiss. Then she and her men waved goodbye to Lin Lang reluctantly and slowly left the hotel.

Zhao Lanshan's intimate actions and words towards Lin Lang stunned the two subordinates who were following her, but they dared not ask or say anything.

Lin Lang looked at Zhao Lanshan's back as she left, her graceful and charming figure, and thought to himself, "This charming little fairy is only three-tenths like Chu Yiren, but it has already made me panic."

After reading it, Lin Lang seemed to remember something and returned to the hotel room.

Looking at the bullet holes on the wall left by Zhao Lanshan's revolver, Lin Lang used his mind power to take out the bullet embedded in the wall, and stored it together with the pillow used to silence the bullet into his personal space.

After all, it's better to be safe than sorry. It's always better to be cautious.

I wish all readers a happy new year with no effort, no reward, and overnight wealth.

At noon that day.

In the lobby on the first floor of Zhao's luxurious villa, the European crystal chandelier cast a bright and soft light, but it failed to dispel the gloom in Zhao Qiankun's heart.

Zhao Qiankun was seen sitting in a wheelchair, with a newspaper with only a few pages unopened placed on the solid wood coffee table next to him.

At this moment, Zhao Qiankun frowned, his eyes full of annoyance and anxiety.

Because his son Zhao Chengkai was injured and still in the hospital, Zhao Qiankun was extremely upset. He threw the newspaper aside and vented his anger at the servants of the Zhao residence.

The servant who was being scolded turned pale with fear, lowered his head, and dared not breathe. The atmosphere in the whole hall was so depressing that it was suffocating.

Just then, Zhao Lanshan hummed a cheerful tune and jumped into the hall like a happy little deer.

Zhao Lanshan walked straight to her father Zhao Qiankun, turned around happily, her face filled with joy that could not be hidden, and said crisply: "Dad, look at me now. What's different?"

When Zhao Qiankun heard his daughter's voice, his tense face finally relaxed a little, revealing a long-lost fatherly smile.

Zhao Qiankun put down the newspaper in his hand, looked at his daughter Zhao Lanshan tenderly, and said: "My baby daughter, you are so beautiful every day, there is no difference."

Zhao Lanshan winked playfully, her eyes sparkling with a smart light, and said coquettishly: "Dad, please look carefully, look carefully, what's different about me today."

As she spoke, Zhao Lanshan even tucked the hair on the side where she wore the cochlear implant behind her ear. Her movements were gentle yet somewhat deliberate.

Zhao Qiankun's gaze finally fell on the hand that Zhao Lanshan was tucking her hair behind her ear. He was stunned for a moment, then his gaze fixed on her empty ear. The smile on his face froze instantly, replaced by full astonishment.

Zhao Qiankun's eyes widened, and his voice unconsciously raised a few notes: "Shanshan, where is your cochlear implant?"

“How can you hear your dad without a cochlear implant?”

Zhao Lanshan's face was filled with a happy and mysterious smile, and she whispered, "Dad, I have a boyfriend. In the name of love, he cured my congenital deafness."

All the servants in the Zhao residence were shocked after hearing this. The originally depressing atmosphere in the Zhao residence suddenly became joyful, and smiles appeared on the faces of the servants at the same time.

When Zhao Qiankun heard this, his face turned from shock to suspicion. He frowned and asked in astonishment, "My dear daughter, is what you said true or false?"

"How can there be such a miraculous thing in this world?"

Zhao Lanshan couldn't hide her happiness and smiled sweetly, "Dad, I didn't believe there were such magical things in this world at first, but my first boyfriend said that love is a panacea, and it really restored my hearing miraculously."

Zhao Qiankun was so excited that tears welled up in his eyes after hearing this. He laughed loudly with a trembling voice, "Oh~ Thank God, my precious daughter can finally hear!"

"Your mother's spirit in heaven will be happy to see that your congenital deafness has been cured."

Zhao Lanshan hurriedly grabbed her father Zhao Qiankun's shaking hand, smiled with red eyes and said, "Dad, my first boyfriend was born in a family of traditional Chinese medicine. He promised me that he would come to help you heal your legs at noon. Their Lin family's ancestral 'Fuyuan Xugu Gao' will definitely help you stand up again."

Zhao Qiankun, with tears streaming down his face, said with relief: "Shanshan, I am so happy that I can see your hearing restored in my lifetime."

"My knee joint is permanently and severely damaged. I was forced to use a blunt instrument to damage it myself under the tyranny of Shanghai businessman Chu Jincheng."

"Famous doctors at home and abroad have already seen me, and they all said that there is no hope for my knee to stand up again. Dad has given up hope."

Although Zhao Qiankun said this, there was a barely perceptible glimmer of expectation in his eyes.

"Dad, if you don't try, how do you know that my boyfriend can't cure your leg?"

"He will be here soon. Since he can perform a miracle and restore my hearing in the name of love, maybe he can heal your leg!"

After hearing this, Zhao Qiankun asked repeatedly as if he was checking the household registration: "Shanshan, tell Dad quickly, what is the name of your boyfriend?"

"Which hospital do you work in?"

"How old are you?"

"How tall is it?"

"How many people are there in your family?"

Zhao Lanshan replied with a smile: "Dad, why do you look like you're checking my household registration?"

"My boyfriend's name is Lin Lang. He doesn't work in the hospital. He owns several companies and is a young wealthy businessman from Hai."

At this moment, the housekeeper came over in a hurry and said respectfully, "Master, Miss, there is a Mr. Lin who claims to be your friend and came to visit with some gifts."

Zhao Lanshan's eyes lit up, and she smiled sweetly and excitedly, "Dad, look, Lin Lang is here."

After hearing this, Zhao Qiankun straightened his clothes and said, "Hurry up and invite him. The new son-in-law should not be neglected. The family dinner at noon will be of a higher standard for entertaining the distinguished guest."

"Yes, sir." The butler did so hurriedly.

Zhao Lanshan walked happily and went out to greet them in person.

Soon, Zhao Lanshan took Lin Lang's arm, walked into the Zhao residence and appeared in front of Zhao Qiankun.

The servant followed behind Zhao Lanshan and Lin Lang, holding the gift box that Lin Lang brought.

Lin Lang walked steadily into the first floor hall of Zhao's villa, holding an ancient wooden box in his hand. He smiled and bowed slightly to Zhao Qiankun: "Hello, Uncle Zhao. I have heard of your great name for a long time."

Zhao Qiankun, sitting in a wheelchair, looked at Lin Lang and thought to himself that the young man in front of him looked dignified and noble, and he and his daughter Zhao Lanshan were a perfect match.

But Zhao Qiankun was a little bit skeptical that such a handsome young man could cure his chronic leg injury.

Zhao Qiankun nodded calmly and replied with a smiling face, "Mr. Lin is here, please sit down quickly."

"Okay." Lin Lang and Zhao Lanshan sat together on the sofa in the reception room.

The maid hurriedly began to serve tea and water.

When Zhao Qiankun saw his daughter Zhao Lanshan, there was light in her eyes when she looked at Lin Lang. She held Lin Lang's arm intimately, not wanting to let go for a moment. It can be seen that his daughter Zhao Lanshan loves her first love very much.

"Mr. Lin doesn't seem to be older than the little girl?"

Lin Lang replied politely: "Your daughter is three years older than me, so age is not a problem."

Zhao Qiankun smiled like an old fox and asked tentatively, "Just now I heard from my daughter that Mr. Lin has several companies under his name. What are they and what are their main businesses?"

Lin Lang took out a gold-stamped business card, stood up from the sofa, bowed slightly, and handed it to Zhao Qiankun, and replied politely: "The company under my name mainly conducts some financial and Internet of Things investments, as well as some film and television and music investments. If there are good projects, we can start a win-win cooperation with Taicheng Group."

Zhao Qiankun took Lin Lang's business card and was surprised to see that Lin Lang owned two Internet companies, a music and film investment company, and an overseas UFC mixed martial arts event company. He immediately looked at Lin Lang with admiration.

Zhao Qiankun couldn't stop laughing after hearing this, and couldn't help but praise him, "Mr. Lin is a young man with great potential. He has achieved success in his career at such a young age. I wonder which business tycoon your father is?"

Lin Lang replied truthfully: "Both of my parents have passed away for many years. My father was a doctor at the Haihai Chinese Medicine Hospital and was not a businessman. I am not a second-generation rich man, but a first-generation entrepreneur who started from scratch."

Zhao Qiankun was secretly surprised after hearing this. He couldn't help but look at Lin Lang with a higher opinion of him. He praised him with admiration, "Well, well, well, Mr. Lin was just a college graduate, but he was able to start a business from scratch and succeed. He must have extraordinary skills and superb business talent."

"Uncle Zhao, you are too kind. Just call me Alang."

Zhao Lanshan saw that her father, Zhao Qiankun, admired Lin Lang very much and seemed to like her boyfriend very much. She sat next to Lin Lang and said with a smile: "Husband, you should treat my dad's leg first. I can't wait to witness the miracle."

As soon as the word "husband" came out, Zhao Lanshan's face turned red.

Zhao Lanshan didn't expect that she would get used to calling Lin Lang "husband" so quickly. She felt a little embarrassed to call Lin Lang "husband" in front of her father Zhao Qiankun.

Zhao Qiankun laughed loudly after hearing this: "Haha, it's true that girls can't be kept when they grow up!"

Zhao Lanshan quickly let go of Lin Lang's arm, pursed her lips shyly, and sat on the sofa and said shyly: "Oh, Dad, don't make fun of me."