Chapter 820
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Lin Jiage's heart skipped a beat. In the next second, he leaped out of his bed and prepared to run away.
However, as soon as he got dressed and walked to the door, he heard someone banging on the door.
It can't be that my grandfather is here already, right?
Just as this thought flashed across Lin Jiage's mind, through the door, he heard his grandfather's booming voice echoing from the corridor, "Brat, open the door!"
Lin Jiage's body trembled, and the shoes he had just taken out from the shoe cabinet fell to the floor with a loud 'pah'.
"Open the door, brat, open the door —"
It's impossible to open the door … Perhaps I should just play dead and create the illusion that I'm not at home at all. At most, I'll just have my grandfather bellow angrily outside the door for a while. In any case, I'll have to leave sooner or later …
With this thought in mind, Lin Jiage straightened his body and prepared to return to his bedroom to put on his noise-canceling earphones and continue sleeping.
"Brat, stop playing dead in there. I know you're in there. Before I went upstairs, I went to your security department to check the security footage, and I know that you haven't left since you came in last night …"
Lin Jiage's leisurely walk nearly caused him to kneel on the floor.
Holy shit! What else could he say?
Is that even possible? My grandfather sure came prepared … All he could say was that the older the ginger, the wiser the ginger …
"Brat, I'll count to three. If you don't come out by then, I'll have to resort to some unconventional means!"
Lin Jiage rubbed his trembling eardrums as he rushed to the window.
Opening the window, he looked down … to the 21st floor. Even before jumping down, he was already feeling a little dizzy …
This wasn't the Lin Family Old Residence. Jumping down from the second floor wouldn't be a problem, but if he were to jump down from the 20th floor, Soft Bun would probably become a widow …
"One, two, three …" Grandpa Lin had already counted to three, but seeing that the door wasn't opening, he began pounding on it once more. "Brat, don't you dare challenge my limits! I'll count to three. If you still don't open the door, don't blame me for getting nasty …"
Judging from the old emperor's voice, he seemed to be on the verge of losing his temper … If he were to really infuriate the old man, he wouldn't just be unable to return home but his name would be erased from the genealogy …
However, given the current situation, if he were to open the door, he would definitely be beaten up … He had to think of a way to protect himself …
Lin Jiage bit on his finger for a moment before whipping out his phone.
At this very moment, the only one who could save him was Soft Bun. But Soft Bun was currently in class, so how was he supposed to get her over?
He couldn't just send her a "save me" message. That would be too … damaging to his identity and dignity!
In just three short seconds, Lin Jiage had already sent a message to Shi Yao: [Secretary Zhang, I might not be able to attend the meeting today. I'm suffering from diarrhea, and I'm feeling so weak that I can't even move from my bed right now. I need you to inform the vice president to have him handle some important matters in my place today …]
After sending the message, Lin Jiage ignored Grandpa Lin's shout of "1, 2, 3" as he stared intently at his phone screen.
It was only when the words "The other party is currently typing" appeared above that Lin Jiage realized that Shi Yao had seen his message. Feigning that he had sent the wrong message, he swiftly retracted his message.
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