Veteran King [Entertainment]

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In the night, on the street shining with neon lights, a slender figure staggered out from the gate of a bar. He was wearing a peaked cap and his head was lowered so that people could not see his face clearly. Just his size and attire are enough to attract attention.

As if knowing this, the young man lowered the brim of his hat even more, held on to the street lamp by the side of the street, and stretched out his hand to hail a taxi. After getting in, he relaxed and leaned back in the chair with his head closed and his eyes closed.

"Sir, where are you going?" The taxi driver looked at the passenger sitting in the back seat from the rearview mirror, his eyes were a little puzzled, and he seemed to think that this kind of face was familiar.

Ling Mutian felt the gaze on his face, frowned slightly, turned his face sideways to the shadows where the light outside the car could not shine, and reported the address of the seaside villa to the driver.

The driver could smell the smell of alcohol on the guest. Although he looked familiar, he didn't want to provoke a drunk, so he didn't say much, stepped on the accelerator and set off.

The car was driving quietly on the road, gradually moving away from the hustle and bustle of the bar street. There was no street light on the highway, and there was only a small piece of light illuminated by the headlights in front of my eyes. Occasionally, a car passed by in the opposite lane, which was so bright that it was dazzling The headlights illuminated Ling Mutian's vision.

The steaming smell of alcohol made his head more and more confused. He suddenly didn't know who he was and what he was doing now, his mind went blank.

"Where is this going?" He asked hoarsely.

The driver gave him a surprised look, "I'm taking you home."

Ling Mutian glanced outside the car and noticed the distance sign on the highway, "This is not the way to my house."

"Don't you live in a seaside villa? It's the right road. I've rented it out for more than ten years. You know the road well, so you can rest assured." The driver explained.

Ling Mutian shook his head slowly, his dizziness became worse, he closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he said, "My home is not there, take the highway at the next intersection, my home is in the other direction."

Immediately afterwards, he reported an address to the driver. The driver knew that he had drunk too much, and repeatedly confirmed with him. He said that his home was not by the sea, but it was there. The driver had to get off the expressway and walk back.

Nearly an hour later, Ling Mutian paid the fare and almost fell on the road when he got out of the car. Fortunately, the driver saw that he didn't slow down, so he got out of the car first and opened the door for him, which happened to give him a hand.

He thanked him, and walked towards a house without looking back. When he reached the door, he couldn't help bending over and retching a few times. His stomach was empty and he didn't spit out anything.

The taxi driver was behind him, watching him ring the doorbell, and someone came out to answer the door after a while, so he drove away with confidence.

"Mr. Ling, why are you here at this time?" Mrs. Chen opened the door and helped him to go in, even though this man had already moved out of the Lin residence, he couldn't be left alone after drinking like this.

She helped him to sit on the sofa in the living room, and poured him a glass of water. Uncle Chen also came out of the room in his pajamas. He saw Ling Mutian leaning on the back of the sofa, retching, and couldn't drink a sip of water. go in.

"Tell him to tilt his head, and be careful not to spit it out and choke it into the trachea." Uncle Chen said, he quickly pulled Ling Mutian's body with his wife, and forced him to lean on the sofa.

"Mr. Ling, how do you feel?" Uncle Chen asked cautiously.

Ling Mutian didn't answer, he retched a few times, his body went limp, he slid directly from the sofa and sat on the floor, his face hit the coffee table with a bang, which shocked the two of them.

Mrs. Chen hurriedly lifted his head up, and saw that blood was already oozing from his forehead, "What should I do?"

Uncle Chen hesitated for a while, "Assistant Jane is not here today, sir must be asleep right now, let's drive him to the hospital."

The two were about to pack some things for the hospital when they heard footsteps coming down the stairs. Lin Qiao was standing at the foot of the stairs looking this way.

"I woke you up. Mr. Ling doesn't look well. We are about to send him to the hospital." Uncle Chen explained.

Lin Qiao walked over with square steps, leaned close to Ling Mutian who didn't know his personnel and looked at it for a while, "It's nothing serious, the young man will recover quickly, just help him to sleep in the guest room where he used to live."

Now that the master has said so, Uncle Chen and Aunt Chen took great pains to help Ling Mutian upstairs and settle him down in the guest room.

Lin Qiao went to the kitchen and poured herself a glass of warm water, and drank it slowly. Seeing the old couple coming down the stairs, "Thank you, you guys go to rest. I don't have any plans for tomorrow. Let's start dinner an hour later in the morning."

The old couple knew that it was sympathy for them to toss for most of the night, so they went back to sleep without any objection.

Lin Qiao poured another glass of water, sat on the sofa in the living room for a while, but didn't take a sip, and went upstairs with the glass.

When I got upstairs, I saw Ling Mutian sitting at the door of his bedroom, looking at him with eyes blindfolded.

Lin Qiao was not surprised. He walked over and handed over the water glass in his hand, "Drink water."

Ling Mutian took the glass in silence, raised his head, and gulped down the glass of water.

Lin Qiao was about to take the cup from him, but Ling Mutian grabbed his wrist.

"Are you hungry, do you want to eat?" Lin Qiao didn't care about the wrist being held, and let him hold it.

Ling Mutian's eyes moved, his voice was hoarse, "I can't eat."

Lin Qiao clicked his tongue softly, "It's fine if you don't want to eat, can you stand up by yourself?"

Ling Mutian nodded, and followed Lin Qiao's movement of pulling him, and stood up from the ground.

He was so drunk just now that he was unconscious, but now he is sober and fine.Lin Qiao silently watched his movements, and didn't say anything to point him out.

Lin Qiao looked at him, shook her arm, and Ling Mutian let him go.

"Come in." Lin Qiao opened the bedroom door.

Ling Mutian walked in after him, and he looked around. During the time he left, this room didn't change at all, just like Lin Qiao, always showing a calm and indifferent sense of distance.

Lin Qiao sat on the head of the bed, covered her chest with the cup, and patted the edge of the bed, "Sit."

Ling Mutian sat down sideways as he said, staring at Lin Qiao with his foggy eyes.

Lin Qiao looked at him for a long time, then sighed for a while, "What happened? Tell me."

Such a simple sentence seemed to touch a certain nerve in Ling Mutian, and tears flowed down his cheeks.

Lin Qiao sighed again, and helplessly raised her hand to touch his forehead, "Does it hurt a lot? Go get the medicine box, you know where it is."

Ling Mutian ordered and moved one by one, wiped his tears with his sleeve, went to find the medicine box from the cabinet, and put it in front of Lin Qiao.

Lin Qiao took out a cotton swab and hydrogen peroxide, "It hurts, bear with it."

Ling Mutian flinched slightly when the cotton swab touched the wound. Seeing him like this, Lin Qiao curled up her mouth and smiled, and sighed, "I'm still a child who hasn't really suffered."

There was disapproval in Ling Mutian's eyes, but he didn't refute. He just quietly asked Lin Qiao to treat his wound.

Cut a piece of gauze and pasted it on the wound. Lin Qiao was very satisfied with her workmanship, and patted Ling Mutian on the shoulder, "It's ok, good boy, you're very brave!"

This kind of familiar ridicule once again made Ling Mutian's eyes foggy, seeing that tears were about to flow uncontrollably again.

"Okay, okay, if you act like a spoiled child to me again, I will drive you to the guest room." Lin Qiao couldn't help laughing, "Tell me what's going on, you know my old man is not energetic , You must go to bed early and get up early."

Knowing that Lin Qiao insisted on his work and rest schedule very much, because he made Lin Qiao worry about it, Ling Mutian felt a little guilty, and also a little happy that this person made exceptions for him repeatedly.

Lin Qiao's attitude encouraged him, and Ling Mutian decided to be presumptuous. He threw himself into Lin Qiao's arms, wrapping his arms around his waist. The estrangement and estrangement during this period made him miss this embrace very much, and now he smells it again. Feeling the familiar smell and the familiar body temperature, Ling Mutian couldn't help closing his eyes and rubbing against Lin Qiao's thin chest.

"I'm broken in love." Ling Mutian muttered softly, with a pitiful tone of grievance.

Lin Qiao did not refuse his approach, she raised her head and stroked his stiff hair roots, "Our Xiao Ling is so nice, it's Miss Wang who has no eyes."

Ling Mutian slightly left his embrace, looked up at him, "Actually, we're fine, I've never had a relationship with her..."

Lin Qiao stretched out a finger and tapped his lips, "Shhh, this involves the privacy of an unmarried girl, don't tell outsiders about this kind of thing."

"But you are not an outsider." Ling Mutian had a stubborn expression on his face.

"Oh? Then tell me, who am I?" Lin Qiao seemed to be very interested in this topic, and rarely waited seriously for the answer from the person in her arms.

"Boss...," Ling Mutian took a while to say these two words.

"Hmm..." Lin Qiao frowned, as if she was not satisfied with the answer.

"Friend...," Ling Mutian paused and continued, "Master...."

"Well, not bad." Lin Qiao raised her eyebrows.

Ling Mutian hadn't finished speaking, and then two words popped up, "Father."

Lin Qiao froze for a moment, then raised her head and laughed loudly. Just as she was about to say something, she was interrupted by Ling Mutian's low voice.

"Lover." Ling Mutian said.

This time Lin Qiao was really stunned, he stared at Ling Mutian for a long while, and the two of them just stared at each other very closely, eye to eye.

"Perhaps, a former lover." Lin Qiao's voice was very soft, but it could still be heard clearly in this extremely quiet room.

Lin Qiao's words defined the past of the two of them, and Ling Mutian suddenly felt relieved. The resentment, guilt, entanglement, and unbearable feelings that filled his heart almost all the time once he stepped into the Lin house disappeared all of a sudden. .

"Can we continue?" Ling Mutian looked up at him, "This time there is no contract, no gift and reward, let's forget the past and just fall in love, is that okay?"

Lin Qiao looked at him with complicated eyes, lowered her head slightly and kissed the gauze on his wound, "No way."

Ling Mutian's tears welled up in his eye circles again, but he didn't insist anymore, he just lowered his head and buried himself in Lin Qiao's arms again.

Lin Qiao rubbed the back of his neck, "To be honest, we are one year apart in age, and we were already regarded as separate generations in ancient times. If you still want to, you can recognize me as a godfather."

Ling Mutian's expression changed, and he was about to speak.

Lin Qiao stopped him, "Don't think too much, it's not that kind of "godfather", but a real father and son. I accept your initial proposal, and let's pretend that nothing happened. I won't have any offspring in this life. In the future I am old, and after the grievances are over, there is nothing to worry about. This family business will be left to you, and you will take care of me until the end of my life. In the future, if you get married and have children, if your children live up to their expectations, this family business will be passed down from generation to generation. It doesn't matter if you strive for success, if you and your children and grandchildren can live comfortably, I will be worthy of you with a clear conscience in my life."

Ling Mutian looked shocked, "I don't...!"

Lin Qiao interrupted him, "Don't be stupid, you have always been a very practical person, you will be so happy that you will not be able to sleep for three days after reading the details of my assets."

Ling Mutian opened his mouth and was speechless for a long time, but Lin Qiao looked at him with a smile on his face, without urging him.

"Then I have conditions..." Ling Mutian murmured.

"Yo, after getting such a big deal, do you have to make more progress?" Lin Qiao almost laughed angrily.

Ling Mutian was very persistent and did not compromise, "You have to promise that you will never find a lover in the future, not anyone, not Mu Haohao, nor Qin Yu."

Lin Qiao really laughed this time, "You little wolf cub, I, Lin Qiao, have dominated the world for so many years without your cruelty and greed. You really want me to live alone forever!"

Ling Mutian became anxious, "I didn't mean that," he lowered his head not daring to look at Lin Qiao, "If you want...I can accompany you."

Lin Qiao tilted her head to look at him, "What do you mean? The godson works part-time to accompany the bed, and the godfather helps meet the physical needs when he is lonely? Then what about your wife?"

Ling Mutian turned his head silently.

Lin Qiao kicked him, right on the side of his waist, "Get out, go back to your own home, don't go to the company for the next few days, I don't want to see you!"