The man was over middle-aged, maybe in his fifties. But his face, which was as gentle as jade, didn't have much of the aging that should appear at this age. On the contrary, the years had made him more mature, steady, and masculine.
He wore a well-tailored handmade suit. The material was light, but he showed the noble aura of a palace aristocrat. If it weren't for his sharp and intelligent eyes, which were full of momentum, Xiao Zheng would definitely think that he was a noble young master who lost his way.
But obviously, he wasn't. Not only was he not, but the look in his eyes clearly revealed calmness and steadiness. Only a person who knew this mansion so well that it was easy to get lost would be able to stroll through this vast bamboo forest.
Or perhaps, this bamboo forest originally belonged to him.
Who was he?
Xiao Zheng already had the answer.
But he was very curious. Shouldn't the middle-aged man in front of him be working in a company? Shouldn't he only appear at dinner time? Why did he appear as soon as Lin Huayin left? And his target was clear. Why did he come straight to me?
Xiao Zheng focused his mind and nodded to the man with a smile. He was well-mannered.
The middle-aged man saw Xiao Zheng's gesture of goodwill, but he turned a blind eye to it and sat on the stone bench under the tree. He lit a cigarette with a calm expression, and his eyes were calm and full. "Why did you come?"
Why did you come to Yan Jing?
Why did you come to the Lin family?
Xiao Zheng smoothed out the hidden meaning of the middle-aged man's short four words. He walked a few steps forward steadily, slightly lowered his head, and slowly looked at the middle-aged man. "I wanted to see you."
"You have seen me." The middle-aged man calmly flicked the cigarette ash, and then, he raised his head and looked at Xiao Zheng with a burning gaze.
"Yes, I have." Yes, I did. "Xiao Zheng nodded. But he only felt that all his muscles seemed to be whipped and instantly became tense. Even his breathing became extraordinarily heavy. It was as if he was under great pressure.
"Is there anything else?" The middle-aged man slowly took a drag of the cigarette.
"No." Xiao Zheng frankly shook his head.
"Get out." The middle-aged man spat out these two words forcefully. In the bamboo forest, the atmosphere suddenly changed, as if there were sharp knives stabbing towards Xiao Zheng. He was so ashamed that he wanted to dig a hole and hide in it.
Get out?
Was the middle-aged man chasing him away?
Xiao Zheng was slightly dazed, but he saw that the middle-aged man's expression was normal, without the slightest change. He couldn't help but be taken aback and asked, "You want me to go out?"
The middle-aged man nodded lightly and did not say anything.
"Why?" Xiao Zheng's expression was a little stiff, but his face gradually returned to normal.
His hands were hidden behind his back, and his right hand was holding his left wrist. On Xiao Zheng's left wrist was the string of Buddhist beads that Ye Yuhua had given him.
The difference between competing and not competing was only a single Buddhist bead. Therefore, at this moment, Xiao Zheng gripped the Buddhist beads tightly and adjusted his slightly impetuous emotions.
He had already guessed the other party's identity. But if the middle-aged man did not introduce himself, he would not take the initiative to mention it. But to chase him away for no reason — Xiao Zheng felt that he should at least greet Lin Huayin, right? Even if he didn't greet her, he should at least give a reason, right?
I'm here as a guest, not to curry favor with you. This was Xiao Zheng's psychological attitude.
"I don't like you," the middle-aged man said calmly. It was as if such a hurtful and sharp sentence was simply an ordinary sentence to him. Or perhaps — in his eyes, Xiao Zheng was not a likeable man. He didn't want to hide his true feelings, so he spoke frankly and calmly.
Hearing the middle-aged man's reason, Xiao Zheng's expression relaxed, and he said with a smile, "There are many people who don't like me. Who do you think you are? "
"Boss," the middle-aged man said straightforwardly without hesitation.
This sentence could be said to be extremely domineering, with a hint of a double meaning.
Among those who don't like you, who am I? I am the boss. This was because the middle-aged man was strong enough, and also because he was Lin Xiaozhu and Lin Huayin's father. He had the power and enough ability to restrict who they could contact, and who they could not contact.
"If you're saying this to me as an expert, then I'm not afraid of you. I want to tell you, save it. I have never been afraid of anyone in my life. And I don't intend to be afraid of you. If you say this to me as Lin Huayin's father. "Xiao Zheng slightly pursed his lips, and said in a neither servile nor overbearing manner. "I admit that you are indeed the boss of this family. But I also don't intend to be afraid of you. Do you know why? "
The middle-aged man did not say anything, but just stared at Xiao Zheng indifferently.
"I am an orphan. I have no parents, and no siblings. So I did not develop the habit of respecting the old and loving the young. You see me as a friend, and I respect you. You see me as a slave, and you see me as a servant. I will give you three words: Scram. "Xiao Zheng said one word at a time, and his thumb and middle finger suddenly rubbed together, crushing a Buddhist bead. The fine bead dust fell to the ground, drifting with the wind like smoke.
When the middle-aged man, who was the enigmatic Lin Chaotian in Lu Dashan's words, listened to Xiao Zheng's words, his expression gradually became subtle, especially when he heard the last three words that Xiao Zheng said. His action of smoking slightly paused, and he slowly raised his head. For the first time, he looked at Xiao Zheng, who was slightly bowed, and stood not far away from him. The corner of his mouth raised a subtle arc. He pursed his lips and said. "Are you sure you want to give me these three words?"
"Unless you don't want to hear these three words." Xiao Zheng said in a neither servile nor overbearing manner.
You see me as a friend, I respect you, and because of the relationship with Lin Huayin, I value you. But if you want to use your identity and status to crush me, I am sorry. I, Xiao Zheng, dare to eat anything in this life, but I will not suffer a loss.
"The biggest enemy of young people is arrogance. Even if you do have the capital to be arrogant. "Lin Chaotian stared at Xiao Zheng with a burning gaze. "But in fact, I don't think you have the capital to be arrogant."
After Lin Chaotian said this, he slowly stood up, and looked at Xiao Zheng at the same level as he said, "There are many young talents emerging in Beijing every year, but 99% of them lose because they are arrogant and look down on others. Among them, many have more connections than you, and have more ability. Even if they are not as good as you in killing. There are also people who do the dirty work for them. "
"You don't even have the qualifications to walk on the stage. You don't even have the qualifications to be among the young talents who lose to you. What right do you have to be arrogant and conceited? What right do you have to show that you are neither servile nor overbearing, and take the unconventional path, that will make me look up to you? "
Lin Chaotian said word by word, "Get out. The Lin family will not take in murderers. My daughter, Lin Chaotian, will not marry a man whose hands are stained with blood, and whose job is to kill people. "
"In addition." Lin Chaotian suddenly thought of something, and said in a very relaxed tone. "When you think that Xiao Zhu is an innocent and gullible little girl, think about the man behind her."
"My name is Lin Chaotian."
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