How to Easily Capture a Long Aotian [Quick Transmigration] 82

Chapter 82: The Little Follower of the Wealthy Young Master (Part 3)

A hazy tune was playing on the radio. It was raining outside the window, and the curtains in the room were not drawn. The deep green of the garden was pressed against the rain-blurred glass window, and the world was quiet.

A small lump was on the bed, and inside was a thin and slender body.

The twenty-four-year-old Yu Lin was used to sleeping curled up, his forehead buried in the quilt, and his chin resting on a large goose pillow. He was holding the pillow, and he was in a daze.

The butler came up with his phone. The video was on, and on the other end of the video, the twenty-six-year-old Zhao Yanjing was sitting in a conference room, and he was surrounded by countless people who were flattering him. He was sitting lazily, and his eyelids were slightly lifted, and he was ignoring the flattery of the crowd.

The butler was holding the phone, and he lightly stepped on a flight of stairs, and the orderly footsteps fell in front of a certain door in the attic.

Zhao Yanjing looked up, and the wooden door was tightly closed. The heavy mahogany and the heavy rain outside had merged into a damp water vapor.

“What time did he sleep last night?” Zhao Yanjing looked at the closed door and asked the butler, his voice very cold.

The butler hesitated for a moment, and he wanted to cover for the person inside. Just as his lips had moved, Zhao Yanjing’s knuckles, which were resting on the side of the table, knocked lightly.

“Two o’clock.” The butler said helplessly, and he said honestly.

He said in a small voice, “The new game that Mr. Chu brought is fun. He played for a long time at night.” He was trying to divert the trouble.

“Wake him up.” Zhao Yanjing’s voice was indistinguishable from happiness and anger. He looked over, and his thin eyelids were slightly lifted. After a pause, he said, “Put the phone over. I’ll talk to him.”

Yu Lin had stayed up late and had only fallen asleep in the early morning. He was in a daze, and the large goose had been flattened by him. He nuzzled it, and there was still a faint red mark on his face.

The quilt, which was full of a sense of security, was suddenly lifted a little from above. He paused for a moment, and his eyelids moved slightly, but he did not wake up. He subconsciously reached out to touch.

Then something fell over, and his ear felt a chill, and the screen was pressed against the side of his ear, and then a slightly cool and familiar voice fell by his ear. “Get up.”

Yu Lin paused for a moment, and his chin was pressed into the snow-white quilt, and his eyes moved slightly, and he was awake, but he refused to admit it.

His thin back was slightly arched, and he lifted his fingers, and he fumbled in the air. After a pause, he asked softly, “Zhao Yanjing, where are you? You’re not back yet?”

He was holding the goose in his arms, and he was silent for a long time, and he said with his lips pressed together, “I want to sleep.”

He had his head down, and his voice was blurry. The deep and cool voice by his ear paused for a moment, and for some reason, it became gentle again in the vast rain. Zhao Yanjing said, “Okay. Get up and eat breakfast. You can sleep after you’re done.”

The person on the bed was muffled and did not speak, as if he were not willing. After a long time, he said in a low voice, “Zhao Yanjing, I miss you.”

The other end became silent.

After a long time, Zhao Yanjing said, “En. Soon.”

The butler stood on the side, and he was very composed. His gaze fell into the hazy green rain curtain outside the glass window.

This was the person that Zhao Yanjing had been raising since he was seven.

He had raised him with care and meticulousness, and with his own heart and power, he had personally raised him to be like this, to like him, to rely on him, and to only have him, and without him, he was not interested in anything, and sometimes he would not even sleep.

The butler had watched him grow up. When he was a little younger, he could only fall asleep when he was resting on Zhao Yanjing’s wrist.

“Don’t let him be lazy and eat too hot.” Before he hung up, Zhao Yanjing had finally instructed.

The call was hung up.

The conference room was quiet, and no one spoke.

The voice on the other end had been blurry and very low, and it was actually not clear. The people here were as quiet as cicadas in winter.

Although they had been talking about cooperation, the person above had suddenly interrupted the meeting and had made a call, which had made them confused, and they did not dare to interrupt.

No one dared to provoke Zhao Yanjing, especially in this state. He didn’t know what the other person had said, but Zhao Yanjing, whose already cold features were lowered, and who was obviously in a bad mood.

After a long time, it was not until Zhao Yanjing had moved on his own and had spoken, that the others had relaxed and had joined a new round of conversation.

In the Zhao family, the butler went downstairs, brought down the porridge that had been carefully stewed on the stove, and waited for him to come and drink.

A recipe that had been carefully prepared by the family doctor.

Yu Lin’s stomach was not good. It had not been well-raised when he was a child, and later, he did not like to eat much. He had been busy for the past few years, and now he would stay up late at night, and he would not get up to eat breakfast in the morning, so he would definitely have a stomachache.

When Zhao Yanjing was at home, he was very strict with him. He would tell him when to sleep at night and when to get up in the morning. Zhao Yanjing himself had a regular schedule, so he had brought him along.

The two of them ate and lived together, and it did not seem out of place.

But as he had become lazy in these few years, and Zhao Yanjing would go out from time to time, and he could not always take him with him, and Yu Lin was living on his own, some of his bad habits had been exposed.

Unlike Zhao Yanjing, who looked lazy, but was actually very strict with the rules, Yu Lin looked obedient and cold, but he was actually very lazy.

He had loved power when he was a child, and he had loved to be sought after, and he had also loved to use Zhao Yanjing’s power to be a fox assuming the majesty of the tiger.

When he had first come to the Zhao family, he had still been obedient, and he would put on an act to make Zhao Yanjing happy.

Zhao Yanjing would hold him in his arms and would pinch his face like a pillow. He would not resist, and he would even nuzzle his cheek against Zhao Yanjing, and he would be a qualified little pillow.

Later, he had become bolder, and he had also gotten older. He would climb on Zhao Yanjing to play, and he would wear Zhao Yanjing’s school uniform, and he would pull Zhao Yanjing’s tie, and he would let Zhao Yanjing feed him, and he would use Zhao Yanjing’s name to provide convenience for himself. Zhao Yanjing did not care about him and had let him be.

He knew that Zhao Yanjing liked him.

This was not good. Zhao Yanjing had personally raised a little tyrant.

When he was a little younger, he was still ignorant. By the time he was in the fifth or sixth grade of elementary school, he had known that he was Zhao Yanjing’s person. Outside, Zhao Yanjing was the boss, and he was the second boss.

The butler still remembered that at that time, the little Yu Lin was wearing a white shirt and was standing by Zhao Yanjing’s side. His pair of eyes were placid and cold, but they were also uncontrollably proud.

When the people outside saw him, they would mostly call him “Young Master Yu,” and they would come up to toast him and to please him, but he would not even look at them.

However, when he had returned home, and he had put down his schoolbag, and he was in front of Zhao Yanjing, he was an obedient baby again. He would go to bed early and get up early, and he would do his homework every day. Zhao Yanjing would watch him, and no matter how much he disliked studying, he would obediently fill his test papers.

It was just that he would occasionally complain to the butler, “Why does Zhao Yanjing care more than Chu Qiuwang’s father?”

The butler could only smile with a twitch of his lips.

And so on, it was extremely interesting, and it was countless.

And so it had been for more than ten years. Almost everyone had accepted that Zhao Yanjing had raised a child for himself. Zhao Yanjing was the boss, and he was the second boss.

Zhao Yanjing not only doted on him and raised him meticulously, but when he was a little older, he had even stuffed the power in his hands into Yu Lin’s hands. When there were important decisions, he would not avoid him.

This had also made the others very surprised. This was not like raising a pet, not like raising a follower, and not like raising a little lover. It was more like raising an heir.

For a period of time, Yu Lin had frequently appeared in front of people. With a light hold of his hand, he would have a jaw-dropping big project, and countless people would rush to please him.

His personality was cold and proud, and he would always ignore people. He had a lot of personality, and he would not give people face. A group of people could only be servile and beg him, which had made him very glorious for a period of time.

During that period of time, Zhao Yanjing had been supporting him from behind, and Mingcheng had almost become Little Young Master Yu’s one-man show.

It was not until something had happened a few years ago, and a project of Zhao Yanjing had had a problem, and he had encountered a sniper when he was talking at the bay, and at the critical moment, it was Yu Lin by his side who had blocked a shot, that the crowd had known what was going on.

Only then did they know that these two, although the crowd could not understand them, they had a deep and sincere friendship between them.

In the future, it was even more incredible. Zhao Yanjing had gradually taken power and had controlled the pulse of Mingcheng, and Yu Lin had almost become another him. When people mentioned Zhao Yanjing, they would definitely not be able to bypass Yu Lin.

He was almost Zhao Yanjing’s other half.

The famous people in Mingcheng had also gradually accepted this setting. If there was anything good, or any project to invest in, they would hand it to Little Young Master Yu to get a convenience.

A few years ago, after the incident, the crowd had understood what was going on. Although they were envious, they also felt that this was what Yu Lin deserved.

Logically speaking, with a future that he had exchanged his life for, and with Zhao Yanjing’s trust, Yu Lin should have firmly held the Zhao family in his hands.

But the little young master, who had been arrogant and aggressive a few years ago, after the incident, perhaps because his body had collapsed, or for some other reason, had suddenly become placid in these few years.

The power that he had loved the most when he was a child, Zhao Yanjing had stuffed it into his hands, and he had taught him step by step, but he was not interested.

In recent years, he had not even shown his face.

Outsiders did not know that this was the end of Yu Lin’s plotline and only felt that a change had finally occurred between the two of them.

Recently, the rumors about Yu Lin and Zhao Yanjing’s relationship had been rampant.

Among the many rumors, the crowd had only guessed one sentence correctly.

After he was injured, Yu Lin’s body was indeed not as good as before. He had been recuperating these past few years. Otherwise, Zhao Yanjing would not have left him at home for so long when he was out on business.

He had left him, and when he was out, he could not help but think of him.

The butler was the clearest about these things. He shook his head, placed the breakfast of a suitable taste on the dining table, and turned his head slightly, and he heard a faint sound from the stairs.

He looked over, and first, he saw a long and slender, tall and straight body, and then, a distant and cold pupil. The young man’s fingers were as white as jade, and they were resting on the escalator, and he was slowly walking down.

The two of them had grown up together. When they were eighteen, there was a heavy rain, and Yu Lin had had his birthday at the Zhao family’s old residence. He was under one person, and he was the center of attention. After the banquet, he had naturally changed his relationship with Zhao Yanjing, and they had become entangled.

Now, a few years had passed, and the two of them had become more and more similar, and even their auras were exactly the same.

The butler had watched them grow up. He had seen Yu Lin’s laziness in these two years, and he had also seen his thin body.

He walked over and pushed over a bowl of porridge. “Have some first. Are you cold? I’ve made an appointment with the doctor to come over later for a routine check-up.”

Yu Lin pressed his lips together lightly, and after a pause, he frowned slightly, and his cold eyelids were raised. He glanced at him and did not speak. Although he was quiet, he had an uncooperative look on his face.

The butler could see that he was unwilling.

This was also a person with his own ideas since he was a child, and he was disobedient. Zhao Yanjing was not here, and no one could watch over him.

The butler thought for a moment and persuaded him, “Be good. Otherwise, when he comes back, he’ll press you to go again, and he’ll also get angry.”

When Zhao Yanjing got angry, he would not recognize his own family, and he was very terrifying.

However, this was still useful to the seven-year-old Yu Lin. At the age of ten, its effect had been greatly reduced. At the age of fifteen, he had dared to sign for Zhao Yanjing alone. Now that he was twenty, he was really not afraid.

Yu Lin had lived in this world for too long, and his personality had long since been formed. He drank the porridge in silence, and after a pause, he had an idea in his heart.

It was raining outside, and the air was still a little damp. The butler was worried that he was cold and went out to get him a blanket. When he came out, he had already gone upstairs.

He had been too noisy a few years ago, and his energy had been exhausted. In these few years, he had always wanted to sleep.

The butler shook his head gently. Seeing that he had eaten, he did not stop him from taking a nap. By noon, Zhao Yanjing had asked again. He went upstairs, and when he pushed the door open, he was already gone.

Still the same temper.