How to Easily Capture a Long Aotian [Quick Transmigration] 83

Chapter 83: The Little Follower of the Wealthy Young Master (Part 4)

Yu Lin was sitting in the Lanting, which was opened by Chu Qiuwang, and was drinking tea.

Drinking was no longer an option. After he was injured, he would cough whenever he drank. Zhao Yanjing would catch him every time. He was not afraid of Zhao Yanjing, but he would not touch this bad luck.

He had always had a sense of propriety, especially in these few years. Zhao Yanjing was watching him more and more closely. Although he was not very obedient in silence, he would not really make Zhao Yanjing worry about him.

Even when he went out to relax, he would mostly choose places that Zhao Yanjing knew.

When Chu Qiuwang came over, he was playing a game with his head down. Seeing that he was obediently playing in the private room, his cold and distant features were lowered, and he was both obedient and serious. Chu Qiuwang smiled, and he lowered his head to reply to Zhao Yanjing’s message, and then he raised his eyebrows and came over.

“What’s wrong?” He came and sat on the sofa, his long legs slightly bent, and he asked with a smile, “Are you bored at home? Or is Zhao Yanjing not letting you go out, and you’re not happy?”

He thought for a moment and suggested, “I’m going to play ball later. Why don’t you come with me? It’s not good to be cooped up all day.”

Yu Lin raised his eyelashes to look at him, and then he lowered them. “No. Okay.” The game in his hand had reached the end, and a brilliant sound effect was produced. He cleanly took the head, closed his phone, and then he glanced at the time. “I have something to do first.”

Chu Qiuwang took the tea on the table and drank it. Seeing him get up, he was full of interest. “What is it?”

Yu Lin had already taken his phone and had gone out, leaving only a room full of the fragrance of tea.

As expected of someone raised by Zhao Yanjing. He’s becoming more and more like Zhao Yanjing. Chu Qiuwang thought as he looked at his back.

On the other side, the young man who had tried every means to get a date with Yu Lin was a little uneasy. He had been waiting in the private room early. In just a few dozen minutes, he had pressed his lips together and had wiped his hands countless times.

Incense was burning in the tea room, and the fragrance was light. It was the kind that Yu Lin had often used when he was a child. He didn’t know how it was now. When he was in his teens, he would still go back to the Yu family, and he could see his preferences. At that time, Yu Tianrong had understood in his heart that the Yu family could no longer climb up to him.

So in the years that Yu Tianrong was alive, he had neither treated the young Yu Lin as a child, and had raised him as an insignificant object, nor had he treated the grown-up Yu Lin as a child, but had treated him as an ancestor.

Even so, Yu Lin had gradually stopped going back, and he had no more contact with the Yu family. He was clearly surnamed Yu, but he was like a stranger to this family.

As another child of Yu Tianrong, and Yu Lin’s nominal brother, Yu Liao and Yu Lin’s relationship was not very close. To be honest, it was not even as good as many outsiders.

When he was a child, Yu Liao had always heard his mother say that he had an older brother, but he had gone to be a servant. At that time, Yu Liao could not understand how such a status could still exist in the new era. He did not understand, and he was even more disdainful.

He was holding a ball and was walking through the soft lawn of the community, and in his mind, a thin and slender, and a blurry shadow with its head down would occasionally flash.

A young man who did not know the immensity of heaven and earth, and later, as he had slowly grown up, he had only then known that he was Zhao Yanjing’s “servant,” and not just anyone could be one.

Yu Lin was too young when he was taken away, and they had not been in contact for many years. He had no impression of this older brother. Occasionally, when he had heard people around him mention him, after all, they were real brothers, and unknowingly, his feelings had gradually become complicated.

Pity, there was confusion, and also an indescribable curiosity.

He had only seen Yu Lin for the first time in middle school.

He had come home from school, and the young man was wearing a white shirt and was sitting at the Yu family’s dining table. His skin was as white as jade, and his expression was distant.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he had looked up, and his pair of eyes were covered with a thin layer of a glazed light, and then he had looked away with not much concern, and he had sat there and had listened to Yu Tianrong’s flattery, and he would occasionally let out an “en.” He did not talk much, and he had left after he had finished his meal.

Later, Yu Liao had heard that it was Yu Tianrong who had tried every means to invite him back, because his source of goods had been blocked, and he did not have enough connections. He had worn out his mouth, and he had begged countless people, but it was useless.

Seeing that he was about to fail, he had a flash of inspiration and suddenly remembered that he still had a son who was being raised by Zhao Yanjing. He had heard that he was doing well, so he had shamelessly gone to his door to acknowledge his kinship.

At that time, he had not expected that this unwanted son would have more energy than he had imagined.

He had just invited him over, had had a few bites of food, and had not even opened his mouth to ask—after all, he was his biological father. He had not asked about him for many years, and now that he had encountered a problem, he felt a little ashamed to go and beg his son in a low voice.

But he had not waited for him to go and beg. He had just brought him over to sit for a while, and in a few days, someone had heard the news and had come to give him convenience, as if the previous difficulties had not existed.

Yu Tianrong had belatedly realized and had regretted it.

In Yu Liao’s not-so-deep impression, at that time, he would often mutter, why didn’t I open my mouth and ask this son for more benefits?

Because soon after, Zhao Yanjing had discovered this and had forbidden them from disturbing him. Yu Tianrong had not dared to disobey, and during that period of time, he would often slap his thigh and sigh.

If Yu Liao were to say, his biological father was still too naive. He felt that it would have been useless even if he had shamelessly asked.

Yu Lin was clearly a cold person, and there was no family affection in his eyes. He had come back, perhaps out of some curiosity—he had not had a good childhood, and he had been very inconspicuous in the Yu family. But at that time, he was young, and his memory was a little blurry.

These neglected memories, a child could not remember clearly, but he would always have an impression. After he had grown up, he had stood too high, and he had been raised too well by Zhao Yanjing. Towards this place that had not been good to him when he was a child, he probably had some strange feelings.

So he had come back to take a look.

After that, he had no more interest.

But for Yu Liao, that day after school, that thin, cold, and proud shadow had unexpectedly and stubbornly been engraved in his heart.

When Yu Lin had stepped in, the fragrance of white tea in the room had already faded a little.

Yu Liao stood up and met the gaze of the tall and slender, and distant-eyed young man.

The other party was wearing light-colored casual clothes, and his expression was distant. He did not look harsh, but he had an indescribable thin coolness, as if he were indifferent to everything, despite his excessively beautiful appearance.

Yu Liao looked at him, and his throat suddenly went dry for a moment. The person in front of him was clearly his real brother, but he had an impulse to feel that no matter what he said, he would be disturbing him, and he did not dare to be presumptuous.

In the end, he licked his dry lips, let out a light breath, and said in a low voice, “Big Brother.”

“En.” Yu Lin did not embarrass him and accepted the address. Perhaps it was because his biological father had died early, and he had not disturbed him after he had taken over the Yu family, so he had not been annoying.

Facing this cheap brother of his, Yu Lin could not be said to like him, but he also could not be seen to dislike him.

The white tea in the room was both clear and light, which made one’s nerves relax a little. Yu Lin went over and sat down.

He looked up, did not drink anything, and directly asked the young man who had come over with restraint, “Is there something?”

He did not have much of an impression of Yu Liao.

The only impression he had was that a few years ago, at a certain banquet, his mother had said something she shouldn’t have, and he had spoken up to stop her. Then, on the winding mountain road, a certain young master had been drunk and had cut off Yu Lin’s car, and he had gone up to block him.

This was also the reason why Yu Lin, who had not been seen in public for a long time, had appeared after his request.

The young man sat in the private room, and he clearly had nothing to say, and there was no emotion on his face, but in his every move, he was noble and pressing, and it made people not dare to look at him directly.

Yu Liao’s Adam’s apple bobbed slightly, and his spiky hair was hanging down by his eyebrows, and he shook his head in a wretched state. “Nothing.”

Actually, there was something.

After all, his biological father had died suddenly, and Yu Liao had taken over his mess. Only then did he discover that the old man was really good at causing trouble for people. He, a little brat who had just graduated from school, what connections could he have in the business world where wolves were circling? He was having a hard time.

So he, like his shameless biological father, had thought of his own prominent big brother.

But for some reason, after he had invited him out, he really could not open his mouth.

The fragrance in the tea room curled gently through the air, faintly clinging to the cuffs of their sleeves.

Yu Lin’s expression was placid. After a pause, he looked at the tall and large young man who was standing in the private room and was calling him “brother,” and he thought for a moment, “If there’s nothing, I’ll go.”

He stood up and walked out, and he thought of Chu Qiuwang, who had asked him to go and play ball.

“Wait.” Yu Liao said, and his mouth suddenly became even drier. He licked it, and he pushed the beautifully packaged box on the table. “Brother, I brought you… something. You can take it.”

A white porcelain tea set was piled on the table. The porcelain body was lustrous, and it was of a very high value. It was of the highest quality, and it complemented Yu Lin’s skin tone very well.

This thing was from an auction house, and it was not something that the current Yu family could easily get. It could be seen that a lot of thought had been put into it.

Yu Lin had already reached the door. Hearing this, he turned his head, and with his eyes lowered, he glanced at the white porcelain tea set and nodded. “En. Someone will come and get it later. If you have something, you can tell him.”

After he had finished, he turned and left cleanly. Yu Liao looked at his back in a daze.

He had not seen Zhao Yanjing, but at this moment, Yu Lin also gave him an extraordinary sense of pressure.

In an instant, he could feel that the big brother who had existed in his parents’ mouths when he was a child, and who had even had a little bit of malice, was already in a different world from them, and he was unattainable.

Yu Lin had gotten a tea set, and he had casually mentioned it when he had returned to the private room. Chu Qiuwang was waiting for him with his legs bent, and he had laughed when he had heard this. “What tea set has caught your eye? Let me see it some other day.”

“En.” Yu Lin replied casually and asked him, “Where are we going to play?”

He had escaped from the family doctor, so he definitely could not go back too early. He had to wait until the day was over, and he was exhausted from playing. Only when Zhao Yanjing saw that he was really tired would he slightly restrain his desire for control and let him off.

The trick was not new, but it was useful.

Chu Qiuwang had grown up with him, and he had seen through his thoughts at a glance, but he did not stop him. He just thought that the two of them were very interesting.

He had had a sharp intuition since he was a child, and he had known that Zhao Yanjing would fall, but he did not know that he would fall into the hands of such a person, and he would fall like this. Especially after Yu Lin’s incident, Zhao Yanjing was almost like a mother hen protecting her chick, and he doted on him like the apple of his eye.

He would usually watch from the sidelines, and he just found it interesting, and he would naturally not disturb them.

He thought for a moment, and he said lazily, “A business partner from Italy, a blond. He’s very wild. He usually has no hobbies, but he loves to listen to bragging. Let’s go and play with him.”

The court was also private. When they had arrived, the blond was already playing. The blond in Chu Qiuwang’s mouth was quite handsome, with brilliant blond hair and rippling green eyes. He was standing on the court, and his eyes were charmingly curved, like a pool of clear green water.

He saw Chu Qiuwang, blinked, and waved his arm, and his smile was very flirtatious. “The handsome Chu.”

Chu Qiuwang’s imagination was actually a little childish, and he was not very handsome. He would usually use a suit to support his age. The blond’s one sentence of praise had made him overjoyed. He had opened his arms and had come over, and he had hugged him with a smile. “Long time no see.”

The blond was very accomplished, and his Chinese was standard. “Long time no see.”

He and Chu Qiuwang had separated as soon as they had touched. The moment they had separated, he had blinked, and his eyelashes had fallen into the light of the court. In the bright and clear green of the court, he had seen Yu Lin.

A noble and pressing, and a cold and distant young man. He was standing in the sunlight, and the sunlight had cut him and his surroundings in half.

The blond looked at him, blinked, and his heart was beating fast. He held his heart and said to Chu Qiuwang, who was on the side, “Chu, I think I’m in love.”

Chu Qiuwang raised his eyebrows, and after a pause, he followed his gaze, and after a moment, he advised him in a placid voice, “Louis, if it’s him, then you can be out of love now.”

“Why?” Louis was puzzled, and his pair of green eyes looked at him with confusion. “Dear Chu, may I ask if there is a reason?”

“Because his lover is not easy to mess with.” Chu Qiuwang said to him with a smile, “If your purpose is just to make money, and you don’t want to leave this country horizontally.”