King's return

Not far away, the young man who looked exactly like Rong Chen looked around in the crowd for a moment, seemed to notice the gazes of Lin Moxi and the others, and walked towards this side.

Lin Zhe has recovered from the initial shock. Looking carefully, this young man's appearance is slightly different from Rong Chen's back then. Not only does he wear glasses, but his temperament is also quite different.

"Third Master, Rong Chen has passed away for many years, this young man probably just happened to look like him..." Seeing that Lin Moxi was still in a daze, Lin Zhe comforted him softly.

"Even if it's a coincidence, how come they are so similar..." Seeing the young man getting closer, Lin Moxi couldn't help but sweat slightly with the hand holding the cane.

Lin Zhe, who noticed this detail, shook his head with exclamation.

Over the years, Sanye Lin is no longer the innocent young master who was dazzled by the so-called love, but Rong Chen, who died young, still left an indelible mark in his heart.

Only a few steps away, Rong Jian quickly walked up to them and asked without hesitation, "Uncle, can you speak Chinese?"

Lin Moxi was taken aback, uncle, uncle...

But Lin Zhe reacted first, smiled, and replied: "We are all Chinese, of course we can speak our mother tongue. Is the young man lost?"

"Yes. I'm going to the German athletes' camp." Rong Jian, who was called a young man, said frankly. He had a good impression of these two kind uncles, although he was shivering from the overly eager gaze of the old man with crutches.

Lin Moxi looked him up and down, and asked strangely: "Player camp? Ah, you are here to participate in the WGC. You are a Chinese player. What are you going to the German camp for?"

"...to find a friend." Rong Jian was surprised by this uncle's unusual enthusiasm, but he still answered patiently.

Lin Moxi felt itchy in his heart, and really wanted to ask him if he had any relationship with Rong Chen, but it seemed impolite for a stranger to be so presumptuous, even though Sanye Lin was used to being in power in the family, he was polite to an unknown junior. It was obviously very ridiculous, but looking at Rong Jian's face, Lin Moxi really didn't want to see any expression of loathing him on his face.

Lin Zhe saw that he was hesitant to speak, and immediately said understandingly: "Well, it happens that we also have nothing to do to wander around. The German camp is still a long way from here. Let us take you there."

Rong Jian was a little surprised, and thought it would be easier to have someone lead the way anyway, so he readily agreed: "Thank you very much."

After walking alone for a long time, someone finally spoke a familiar language to him. Rong Jian was in a good mood, and even his indifferent face showed a little expression.

Lin Moxi couldn't put down her airs, and never took the initiative to ask questions. Lin Zhe asked Rong Jian's identity side by side, and he just listened.

"Oh, so it's called Rong Jian." Lin Zhe caught a glimpse of the third master's hand trembling imperceptibly, sighed in his heart, and continued to chat with Rong Jian as if nothing had happened, "Our third master's son is about the same age as you now, hehe, Representing the national team in the competition is really embarrassing to your father."

Rong Jian paused and said calmly, "I don't have parents."

Lin Zhe's eyes flashed, seeing his indifferent tone, he stopped asking: "Oh, I'm so sorry."

really!Lin Moxi was almost certain that he was Rong Chen's son. Back then, Rong Chen had a son who seemed to be named Rong Jian, who seemed to be of the same age. What's more, they looked so similar that they could only be father and son.

But then again, Ah Chen's son will appear here, and he just happened to meet him?

Lin Moxi couldn't help being a little skeptical. After all, the family has a big business and many enemies. Although few people know about these old things, if Rong Jian has ulterior motives or is used to get close to the Lin family, he has to guard against it.

Lin Moxi couldn't help secretly observing Rong Jian's every move. Along the way, this kid was indifferent and unsmiling. Usually, Lin Zhe only answered after three questions. If he approached deliberately, how could he not try his best to please them?

Thinking of this, Lin Moxi felt a tinge of nostalgia. When he first met Rong Chen, that guy was also such an indifferent person, but after he really made friends, he was persistent and enthusiastic in his heart.

I don't know if Ah Chen's son is as boring as him?

If Rong Jian is a good boy, you might as well bring him by your side, even if it's just to look at that face, it's good.

Lin Moxi was wandering in the sky, when Rong Jian suddenly stopped and said to them, "This is right here, thank you two uncles, I'll take a step first."

He nodded his thanks, turned around and entered the door without delay.

The two big men of the Lin family looked at each other.

"Eh? Arrived so soon?" Lin Moxi poked the ground with her cane angrily, "How did the designer design the route?! Why is it so short? I want to complain to him!"

Lin Zhe took a moment and comforted him: "Master, now is not the time to worry about this. Now that you know the details of Rong Jian, you want to catch up with him. There will be opportunities in the future."

Lin Moxi blew on his beard, then nodded: "Go and find out how he has been in the past few years."

"Yes." Lin Zhe hesitated, and asked: "The third master is going to tell him about his relationship with Rong Chen?"

"Ah," Lin Moxi shook his head with a complicated expression, "The reason for Ah Chen's death back then was not glorious, and with his personality, he would definitely not tell his son, not to mention that I have to bear a large part of the responsibility for him to become like that , people have been away for so many years, what's the point of worrying about these old things? But Rong Jian probably hates me quite a bit, if I can help him, it can be regarded as compensation for Ah Chen."

Lin Zhe sighed and said nothing more.

In the evening, the two returned to the Lin family's mansion. Lin Zhe sent someone to investigate Rong Jian's life experience, and the maid at home told that Miss Morse had come to find Lin Yanxiu.

Lin Moxi was immediately amused, and secretly gossiped to Lin Zhe: "Hey, I heard that little girl Monica is very difficult to deal with, and the more men who treat her indifferently, the more she loves to chase and run, but those who are desperate Anyone who pursues her will look down upon her, tsk tsk, girls nowadays..."

Lin Zhe smiled knowingly, "Miss Monica is the apple of that old guy Morse's eye. She looks good, but the third master doesn't seem to like it much?"

"Looks good enough to eat?" Lin Moxi shook her head, sat down on the recliner in the backyard, ordered the servants to prepare dinner, and sneered at Lin Zhe in a low voice, "Such a frivolous girl, don't want to enter the gate of our Lin family , that old ghost Morse wants to marry his in-laws, so he can give birth to a more reliable daughter! SB! Is it because I eat X?!"

"Ahem, third master, it's time for dinner."

When the maid came to ask the three juniors to have dinner, Monica was pestering Lin Yanxiu to throw butterflies for her, while Lin Tuo was enjoying the cool and snickering.

"Pounce on butterflies? Flutter on your sister's butterflies!"

Lin Yanxiu scolded his mother in his heart, but he still kept a smile on his face, and said coldly: "Lin Tuo is better at this, I'm allergic to butterflies."

"Oh, that's a pity." Monica bit her lips in disappointment, then went to hold his hand again, and suggested, "I know a nice bar, how about going together tonight?"

Lin Yanxiu wiped his hands with a wet towel, and said regretfully, "I already have an appointment today, sorry, please allow me to answer the phone."

As he said that, he took out his mobile phone and walked aside, leaving Monica there alone, and kicked Lin Tuo to signal him to deal with it.

"Hello." Lin Yanxiu's heart skipped a beat when he saw Rong Jian's mugshot on the caller ID.

"Lin Yanxiu, it's me." Rong Jian seemed to be on the road, surrounded by noisy cars.

"Well, are you at Lin's? I'm on my way, I'll be there soon..."

"Uh, are you coming now?" Lin Yanxiu was nervous, "I haven't told the old man yet..."

Rong Jian's voice was a little unhappy: "There are a few followers behind me, they followed me all the way, just after I got rid of them, a few more came, I don't know who is following me, maybe it's Lin Moxi."

"What? The old man sent someone to follow you?" Lin Yanxiu frowned, what the hell is going on, what did you sing out of nowhere?

"...I'm not sure yet." Rong Jian raised his eyebrows, "Why, isn't it convenient for me to go there?"

"No..." Lin Yanxiu glanced at the impatient Monica over there, and snorted coldly, "It's fine if you come here."

After hanging up the phone, he took a deep breath and slowly moved towards the dining room. He didn't know what would happen to the old man when he saw Rong Jian, and the woman Monica...

The dining room of Lin's house is not far from the backyard. Huge floor-to-ceiling windows are installed on the east and south walls.

Before the three juniors arrived, Lin Zhe, who had received the news, walked slowly to Lin Moxi's side, and said in a low voice, "Third Master, I have received some information about Rong Jian, which was just faxed over. Look, another matter, the people sent out from below reported that Rong Jian seems to be on his way here now."

"Oh?" Lin Moxi asked strangely while flipping through a few pages of information, "Could it be that he knows our identities?"

Lin Zhe coughed lightly, with a strange and complicated expression on his face: "Third Master, I'm afraid it's not because of this, but..."

"But what?" Lin Moxi asked casually, but his mind was on the simple lines of words that entered the line, and he sighed, "I didn't expect that after Ah Chen left, that woman would send her son to the orphanage. Is Chen’s life-saving treatment already at the end of his life? Sigh, if that’s the case, why refuse my funding…”

Lin Zhe shook his head: "That woman hates you so much, how could she accept your money?"

Thinking of some things in the past, Lin Moxi looked a little disappointed. He continued to look back, and suddenly said "Hey": "This kid actually joined the game company that Ah Yan made, and won the domestic NGC double championship. Haha, Ah Chen often told me before that this kid aims to become the world champion of games, but he never expected to go so far on this road, alas, Ah Chen must be relieved to be in heaven..."

Seeing that Lin Moxi hadn't grasped the point, Lin Zhe was a little bit dumbfounded but couldn't interrupt, so he had to wait for him to finish reading slowly.

"The chairman of Weta..." Lin Moxi frowned, "'accused Rong Jian of killing his biological mother at the awards ceremony', what's going on? Tsk tsk, it seems that this kid's road is really bumpy."

Lin Zhe didn't interrupt anymore, only Lin Moxi was talking to himself habitually. After carefully reading Rong Jian's life story in the materials, he finally saw that he was hidden by Weta Snow, and was invited to join the Chinese national team by chance. As the captain, he flew to Los Angeles yesterday to prepare for the WGC competition. Lin Moxi was surprised for a long time before shaking his head and laughing: "Ha, it really has twists and turns, old man, I thought he was reading a novel!"

"Third Master, haven't you noticed that Rong Jian and Ah Yan seem to be... very close?" Lin Zhe finally couldn't help but brought it up.

"Well, it seems to be, isn't this very good." Lin Moxi put down the information cheerfully, and began to stuff his mouth with food, "Ah Yan has a strong and proud personality, and he has had few friends since he was a child. If these two boys can get along It's not bad, it's not too bad, if Ah Chen has a soul in the sky, he will be happy."

Lin Zhe said helplessly, "Third Master, what I mean is, don't you think that the two of them are so close that they have surpassed the limit of ordinary friends?"

Lin Moxi paused in his hands, and looked at him: "What do you mean?"

Lin Zhe said with a strange expression: "According to reliable sources, after recovering from the car accident, Rong Jian has been living with Ah Yan, uh, together."

"You mean... They live together?" Lin Moxi frowned, his expression became as weird as the other person's, and he quickly flipped through the information again, the more he looked at it, the more suspicious he became, and finally asked in a weird and unbelievable tone, "Could Ah Yan's lover be Rong Jian?!"

The two looked at each other for a while, both of them were surprised.

"This, I'm not sure, why don't I call Ah Yan to confirm?" Lin Zhe looked at his face and said cautiously.

Lin Moxi shook his head: "You said that Rong Jian is on his way here? You said—he is here to propose marriage, right?"

"Pfft—cough cough..." Lin Zhe took a breath, took a moment to relax, and said dumbfoundingly: "Third Master, why do you think it's a marriage proposal instead of a daughter-in-law meeting her in-laws?"

"Hmph, Rong Jian doesn't look like she's being kind to me today, can Ah Yan, that heartless slut, attack him?"

"Ahem, that, Third Master, it seems that now is not the time to be entangled in this kind of problem. If it is true, what do you think?"

"It's not me who is in love, how do I know?"

"Uh…"

While the two were whispering about the disrespectful old gossip, Lin Yanxiu and the three finally arrived at the restaurant. Monica kept harassing her with her body and words along the way. If it wasn't for Lin Tuo to smooth things over, Lin Yanxiu would He almost couldn't help roaring, and there were a lot of veins on his forehead.

The three of them greeted the old man and sat down at the dining table. Lin Zhe greeted the maid Bu Cai. Lin Moxi looked calm and glanced at them.

Monica insisted on sitting next to Lin Yanxiu. Seeing that he was on the verge of breaking out, Lin Tuo rushed to the rescue immediately: "Monica, Yanxiu likes to eat caviar the most. Can you go to the kitchen to get some?"

"Ah, okay, I'll go right away." Monica jumped out happily, and before leaving, she still did not forget to wink at Lin Yanxiu.

Lin Yanxiu suddenly felt poked blind.

He vigorously poked the fish steak on the plate with his chopsticks, exuding an extremely unpleasant low pressure all over his body.

Lin Moxi glanced at him, took a sip of wine, and asked inadvertently, "Why is the brat losing his temper again? Why did Monica mess with you? Such a beautiful girl, no one else can ask for it."

"If you envy the old man, just take it." Lin Yanxiu stabbed him angrily, "You should tell that old Morse as soon as possible to let his daughter die, I will treat her half-heartedly." No interest in dime."

"Oh, then who are you interested in?" Lin Moxi was not surprised to hear this answer, put down her glass and asked calmly.

Lin Yanxiu raised his eyes to look at him, but unfortunately he didn't find any clues from that radiant old face, so he tentatively said: "Women are annoying, I don't want to think about it for now."

really!

Lin Moxi cursed the brat inwardly, and continued to talk to him: "If you don't consider women, is it possible that you consider men?"

"!" Lin Yanxiu and Lin Tuo stopped their chopsticks at the same time.

But on the other side, Monica ran wildly in the corridor with her skirt in her hand, but the Lin house was too big, and she didn't come here many times, so she got lost after a while, and couldn't bear to ask the maid, so she had to pretend to visit the house. Go, and finally accidentally wandered into the main hall.

The foreman happened to be here, and he saw the young lady with sharp eyes, and said hello, "Miss Monica, are you ready to leave?"

"Uh, not..."

Monica was hesitating whether to tell him that she was lost in shame, when she suddenly saw a tall and handsome young man of Chinese descent following the foreman, with black hair and black eyes, and silver-rimmed glasses with a slight metallic glint.

The young man's face was stern, he only glanced at her briefly, then walked straight forward without looking sideways, getting closer and closer to her.

"It's so tall..." Monica, who was wearing ten centimeter high heels, was a head shorter than him. She boldly stared at the young man, her heart pounding.

"Mr. Rong Jian, the young master told me to take you directly to the restaurant." The head waiter politely guided him.

"Ah, I'm also going to the restaurant, let's go together." Monica approached with a smile, "Is this a guest of the Lin family? Hello, I'm Monica Morse."

Morse?

Although he doesn't understand Monica's English, Rong Jian can still hear the pronunciation clearly. He glanced at the nympho-like woman in front of him, and slowly narrowed his eyes—tsk, there are new species of mobs Appeared.

Seeing that the young man ignored her at all, Monica didn't show any anger at all, instead she had a feeling of "ah, it's really cool".

This man's indifferent temperament is completely different from Lin Yanxiu's elegant and unrestrained temperament. She muttered to herself all the time, and Rong Jian couldn't understand a word, so it was impossible for her to answer, but Monica still enjoyed it, and sometimes Rong Jian Jian glanced at her impatiently, and she was immediately encouraged, and worked harder to strike up a conversation, feeling very good about herself.

It's a pity that the huge gap of language barrier blocked them, and Monica's chatter was completely shielded by Rong Jian's indifferent magnetic field.

In the end, he only came to the conclusion that mobs have the attribute of talking to themselves and have low IQ.

Under the guidance of the foreman, the two soon arrived at the restaurant door, and they heard Lin Yanxiu's sarcastic voice from a long distance away.

At first, Rong Jian didn't hear it very clearly. As soon as the foreman opened the door, there was a domineering roar: "I only like Rong Jian, can you control it?!"

"..."

There are four or five birds outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, chirping and jumping in the sunset, which is quite lively.

In the restaurant inside the house, everything was completely silent.

Several men stared at each other silently. Lin Yanxiu even maintained the excited standing posture just now. The four men from the Lin family in the room stared at Rong Jian in unison. The remaining little foreman was sweating profusely.

There was another woman who was not affected by the chaotic atmosphere, because her Chinese was not very good, she didn't understand it very well, and she glanced curiously at the wooden board of men.

Rong Jian and Lin Moxi looked at each other from afar, the former raised his brows, his eyes seemed to be surprised, then he looked at Lin Yanxiu who had spoken boldly just now, and the corner of his mouth slowly curled into a friendly and shy smile.

=_,=

At this moment, Lin Yanxiu wished so much that he would shrink, shrink, and shrink, and it would be best to turn into a caterpillar and shrink into the cracks in the ground.

Did he seem to say something strange just now? !Where did this bastard Rong Ji come from?What's with that weird smile?ah!