King's return

It's been a week since the public proposal at the WGC Awards.

It was hailed by game fans all over the world as the most romantic awards ceremony in history, and it spread throughout the game world amid the boos of the audience.

The old man of the Lin family's nose was almost crooked in anger—it's fine if his son was proposed by a man, but now it's all right, the whole Los Angeles knows that he, the young master of the Lin family, is a sucker!

As his father, his face is also dull.

But things have come to this point, even if Lin Moxi refuses to marry off his son in such a shameless manner, it is estimated that the careless son of SB will definitely not want to kick Rong Jian away and find another love.

Old man Lin was very depressed, sitting in the back garden of the Lin family mansion, sighing from time to time, occasionally looking at the blue sky above his head, thinking to himself, could it be that Ah Chen had a spirit in the sky and sent Rong Jian to revenge him?

He was sorry for Rong Chen back then, but now he has a lot of bones and can't hold his grandson. Not only did he lose a son, but he also bought one and got one free with a huge portion of Lin's family property as a dowry?

I don't know how those two boys discussed, should they adopt one, or do test tubes?

Ouch, no matter how you count, what a loss!No matter what the grandson has to be named Lin!

Lin Moxi picked up the newspaper with a sad face, flipping through it casually.

Turning to the entertainment section, old man Lin saw a few big words -- "The new emperor is strong against the water, Weta is powerless to keep him, and the game industry has widely questioned Weta's tricks."

"Hey, Rong Jian suddenly slapped Shen Luotian's old face swollen! Haha!"

Lin Moxi suddenly became cheerful. On the awards stage, Rong Jian publicly announced his withdrawal from Weta as the emperor, which undoubtedly slapped Shen Luotian hard.

Although the public is not aware of the grievances and entanglements between them, this does not prevent the hostile company from taking advantage of the opportunity to add insult to injury and spread news everywhere accusing Vita of oppressing the players.

The masses are very gossip, no matter whether the news is true or not, it is very fun to step on the aircraft carrier at will.

After all, the Lin family is also the top super consortium in the upper class of the United States. Although the heir is gay, the wedding is still very grand.

Especially not long after the end of WGC, the reporters of entertainment magazines are still in the period of closely tracking the new emperor.The wedding of Rong Jian and Lin Yanxiu was undoubtedly a thunderstorm on the ground. Taking advantage of the residual heat of WGC, it once again became the top topic of entertainment gossip.

After careful research by the old man of the Lin family, the date was set on October [-]st, the National Day of China.

It's an auspicious day, and it happens to be another weekend. If it were in China, it would be a national celebration, but this is the United States.

However, it turned out that Lin Moxi wanted Rong Jian to become an American citizen, so that his marriage with Lin Yanxiu would be applicable to American law, but Rong Jian refused. He was also the captain of the Chinese BQ national team after all, so he won the championship. What is it like to become a U.S. citizen in one day?

Lin Yanxiu didn't care, anyway, the two big men cared about their relationship, not their status. If something really happened in the future, a marriage letter would be nothing but a piece of paper.

Since the attitudes of the two upright masters are like this, Lin Moxi is not reluctant.

In the eyes of outsiders, he can't help but think that Rong Jian is really an idiot - he finally climbed up the big tree of the Lin family. In case of breaking up in the future, without legal protection, wouldn't it mean that he would not be able to get half of his hair? What is it if he is not an idiot?

But they didn't know that Lin Moxi finally made a decision after thinking silently all night before their wedding.

In the name of Chairman Lin, he quietly made a will. After his old bone passed away, he would give 60.00% of the shares under his name to Lin Yanxiu, 30.00% to Rong Jian's name, and the last [-]% Ten of them will be reserved for the future children of the two of them. If there is no child, the two will share it equally.

As an elder and a guilty person, this is the last thing he can do. More than anyone else, he hopes that his son will still have Rongjian, and that he can obtain long-term happiness, and that the tragedy of the previous generation will not happen again.

Of course, what Lin Moxi can control is the shares under his own name. Although compared to the entire Lin's consortium, it only accounts for a little over 50.00%, but for a small citizen like Rong Jian who is struggling at the bottom of society, It will take a lifetime to use up.

As long as he and Lin Yanxiu have the same feelings, Lin Moxi will not be worried that his heir will not be able to hold the scene in the future. After all, Lin Yanxiu's ability is no worse than anyone else's, but his life has been too smooth, and he still lacks it. some grinding.

The only time he stumbled was on Rong Jian.

Lin Moxi took a last look at the will, signed her name, carefully locked it in the safe, and silently smiled bitterly——probably, this is the cycle of cause and effect.

Number One is here in the blink of an eye.

It's not long into autumn, and it's still a bit stuffy. The air conditioner is on in the banquet hall, so you won't feel too hot in formal clothes.

The hall of the Lin residence was full of guests.The banquet in the upper class pays attention to status, qualifications, and social value. Of course, no-nonsense and famous upstarts cannot be included in Lin's invitation.

High-end luxury cars kept coming in at the parking lot, and in the end they almost couldn't fit, and there was a long queue at the gate.

Only reporters from some authoritative magazines were allowed to enter, and other entertainment journalists could only stay outside the door depressedly.

Up and down the entire villa, there are big figures in the political and business circles, or the children of wealthy families, and the daughters of socialites.

All of them are dressed luxuriously and exquisitely, and their conversations are polite. None of the topics will be low-level fun among the market. Maybe any unintentional remark may cause fluctuations in the Wall Street stock market.

This circle seems to be talking and laughing everywhere, but there is an invisible pressure. People outside the circle are incompatible, and people inside are undercurrents.

At this moment, there was only one person in the banquet hall but independent of the circle. He was quietly nesting in the corner alone, and his savings might not be enough to buy the necklace on the neck of the previous daughter.

In the game industry, he may be honored as the emperor by game fans, but this is not a game, he can't even be called an upstart.

However, how could Rong Jian care about the eyes of others?

——He was sitting in front of a self-selected dining table full of sumptuous delicacies, filling his mouth calmly under the envious and curious, or disdainful and jealous eyes of everyone.

The expensive wine was drank like water, and Uncle Rong, who was eating and drinking with his double eyelid expression on his face, expressed that he was not under any pressure.

"Have you eaten enough? I've been looking for you for a long time..." Lin Yanxiu went through layers of crowds, and managed to get rid of a few guys who were trying to get close, and finally pulled Rong Jian out from the crowd of guests , dragged and dragged to the aisle outside.

"Yeah." Rong Jian pushed his glasses and said flatly, "I can't even understand what those Americans are saying, they're boring."

"Idiot..." Seeing that there was no one around, Lin Yanxiu leaned over to hug him, and said in a low voice, "You don't like it here? I don't like it either. Let's go back to China in a few days, okay?"

"Okay." Rong Jian agreed very readily, which showed that he had thought about it for a long time.

The aisle was very quiet, and the noise in the hall became a distant background.

The two wore the same style of pure black suits, the only tie color was different, Lin Yanxiu was red, Rong Jian was black.

"Why did you wear your tie? It's crooked..." Lin Yanxiu stepped back a little, lowered his head and carefully helped the man re-tie his tie.

Rong Jian looked down at the curly eyelashes on the opponent's eyes, fluttering slightly, the bridge of his nose was straight, and the orange light above his head cast a sexy butterfly shadow under his nose.

He thought that all the things this man did for him, even if it was as small as tying his tie, could bring him a new touch.

"Lin Yanxiu..."

"Tsk, I've wanted to tell you a long time ago, why do you keep calling me by my first and last name?" Lin Yanxiu tightened his grip in dissatisfaction, almost choking Rong Jian so that he couldn't breathe.

"Then what should I call you?" Rong Jian adjusted his tie again and frowned, "I don't want to be called the same as that Lin Tuo."

"Pfft..." Lin Yanxiu poked him with his elbow with a smile, "So you're still worried about that time?"

"No, you're thinking too much." Rong Jian said dryly.

Lin Yanxiu turned his head away and said in a low voice, "Just call me Ah Yan."

When he said this, the tips of his ears moved suspiciously, Rong Jian was taken aback, remembering that Lin Moxi called him that too.Ah Yan.

Fierce as fire, or rather, passionate?

Thinking about it for a while, Rong Jian couldn't help laughing, it really is a good and appropriate name.

Lin Yanxiu's eyes wandered wildly, as if he was waiting for him to speak, Rong Jian pursed his lips, and finally made a sound: "Ah—"

"Your sister!" Lin Yanxiu impatiently gouged him out, "Is it so difficult to say just two words?"

Rong Jian slightly turned his face away, remained silent for a while, and said with a strange expression: "I've never called anyone by their nickname..."

Hearing what he said, Lin Yanxiu stared at him in surprise as if he had discovered a new world: "Could it be that...you'd be shy?"

——The last two words were spoken, and Lin Yanxiu wanted to burst out laughing.

The word "shy" was placed on Rong Jian, what's with this subtle sense of horror?

As if he had discovered a new sensitive point in teasing Rong Jian, Lin Yanxiu found it interesting, and was about to tease him further, when suddenly a few maids rushed over and told them that the wedding was about to officially begin, and asked them to go to the hall as soon as possible.

Lin Yanxiu had no choice but to let him go for the time being, and dragged the people to the hall. When he turned around, he was sure to hear Rong Jian's voice of relief.

The guests were already seated, chatting happily and happily.

Lin Moxi arranged a Chinese-style wedding banquet for them. There was no church or priest. The witness was himself, and a master of ceremonies presided over the ceremony.

Rong Jian glanced over, his few friends, Wen You, Jone, Jun Jie, and a group of people from the national team were all present, even Lu Tinggan and Shen Qin were there, Shen Luotian was not seen, I don't know it is old man Lin I didn't invite him on purpose, but I still feel ashamed to come here.

The red carpet under their feet stretched all the way to the stage. The two looked at each other and stepped on it with both hands.

The guests gradually calmed down, and their eyes were cast on them in unison, with various eyes.

Both Rong Jian and Lin Yanxiu were tall and slender, and the tailor-made suits were exquisitely fitted, making them even more graceful, tall and handsome.

Although there is no white wedding dress, the pure black on the bright red carpet is still sacred and solemn.

They walked side by side and stood still under the ceremony stage, followed by a pair of little flower girls, very cute.

The host smiled at them in a friendly manner, and then asked seriously: "Mr. Rong Jian, are you willing to marry Mr. Lin Yanxiu, regardless of life, old age, sickness, poverty or wealth, will you love him for the rest of your life and never leave him?"

When hearing the question, Rong Jian was in a trance for a moment.

Birth, old age, sickness and death, rich and poor, high and low.

These eight characters seem to be very common, but his parents were ruined by these eight characters all their lives.

How difficult is it to never give up for the rest of your life?

"Mr. Rong Jian?" Seeing him in a daze, the host couldn't help reminding him.

Rong Jian came back to his senses, saw Lin Yanxiu was looking at him intently, and smiled at him - he knew what he was thinking.

"I am willing."

The host asked Lin Yanxiu again as usual.

"I am willing."

Applause gradually resounded in the banquet hall, no matter whether the applause was occasional or sincere, it was a great encouragement at the moment.

They put rings on each other, looked at each other, and kissed lightly.

Rong Jian felt that in his life, he had never felt more dreamy and unreal than now, even if he was crowned Emperor in the eyes of the whole world that day.

His palms were sweating, his heart was racing, and he was even more nervous than in the finals.

Lin Yanxiu was not much better, the hand holding the other party was still trembling slightly.

When the host announced the completion of the wedding, and there was a wave of applause and blessings, Rong Jian moved closer and whispered two words in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Ah Yan."

Lin Yanxiu's heart skipped a beat, and when he turned around, Rong Jian was smiling faintly at him.

Although the smile still looked extremely silly, Lin Yanxiu's eyes suddenly became hot, but he cursed an idiot.

They hold each other's hands tightly, wishing that it's only once in a lifetime-in this moment, they can own the whole world.