YM778.TV Chapter 288: What do you count as?
In this scorching summer season, due to the lush and almost primitive vegetation, the area near the manor was incredibly cool.
It was indeed an ideal place.
Upon reaching the gate of the manor, Lin Zicong had Huang Xiaolong get off the car, and Yang Kai followed anxiously.
The three of them entered the manor.
Within the manor, there were numerous peaceful courtyards, as well as pavilions, corridors, bridges, and flowing water. The architecture was traditional and elegant.
Additionally, armed bodyguards were positioned every few steps, maintaining strict security.
Everyone in the manor would bow and respectfully address Lin Zicong as “Young Master Lin”.
Yang Kai was trailing behind, too nervous to breathe, trembling in his limbs.
Upon entering the manor, Lin Zicong projected an aura akin to that of an authoritative crown prince!
However, when looking at Huang Xiaolong, his casual and nonchalant demeanor remained unchanged. Yet, the crown prince-like Lin Zicong respectfully called him “Master” – indicating the sheer terror of Huang Xiaolong’s status!
Eventually, Lin Zicong brought Huang Xiaolong to a courtyard. They could hear the sound of conversation and hearty laughter emanating from within, even before they entered.
“Master, my sister is inside, as is the disciple of the top Feng Shui Master from the islands,” Lin Zicong said, slightly bowing.
“Let’s go in,” said Huang Xiaolong, without further ado, he strode into the courtyard.
Behind the courtyard was a large hall.
The doors to the hall were wide open.
The hall was traditional and tastefully decorated, with a strong Republic of China style, furnished with rows of Taishi chairs.
Each Taishi chair was occupied.
The one on the main seat was a man in his twenties, dressed in branded attire, with handsome looks. However, his arrogant demeanor gave people the impression of superiority, while his thin lips suggested he was insincere and fickle.
Also on the Taishi chairs were some key members of the second and third generations of the Lin Family. Among them, the backbone was Lin Zicong and Lin Jing’s father – General Lin Jianfeng!
At that moment, General Lin Jianfeng was being exceedingly polite to the young man, engaging in friendly conversation with a smiling face.
Lin Jing was also there!
Huang Xiaolong spotted Lin Jing at first glance!
Today, Lin Jing seemed to have come over hurriedly and was still dressed in her police uniform. Her outstanding figure was accentuated by her outfit, perfectly showing the essential parts that were supposed to protrude or elevate. In modern parlance, she had a “devilish figure”.
Her skin was extremely good, one could say her skin was as smooth as congealed fat.
A melon seed shaped face, almond eyes, willow-leaf eyebrows, and a delicate nose.
The professional police uniform perfectly outlined her upper body’s curves.
Sleek wine-red long hair, stylish and sensual, lightly scattered on the shoulder’s police badge.
In her eyes was an aloof coldness woven with a hint of indescribable allure.
Lin Jing dressed in casual clothes was beautiful, but surprisingly, she was equally ravishing in a police uniform, which could stir up a man’s subliminal desire for conquest, like scaling a mountain peak!
At that moment, a young man was lecturing her about his knowledge, his eyes occasionally revealing a greedy and intense desire, “Miss Lin Jing, Feng Shui is a magical cultural knowledge based on the principles of Yin and Yang and the Five Elements. It’s a branch of the metaphysical and can bring blessings or curses upon people, depending on how it’s used…”
This man, undoubtedly, was the direct disciple of the leading Feng Shui Master from the island, invited by the Lin Family at a great expense!
He was quite famous on the island, having participated in the design and arrangement of several renowned Feng Shui setups, and was highly sought-after by many rich merchants. Among the island’s socialite circles, he was the target of pursuit by many high-society ladies and heiresses.
This time, upon arriving in Binhai and at the Lin Family’s welcome banquet, he was smitten with Lin Jing immediately!
He secretly vowed to win over Lin Jing, taking her into his private chamber as a beloved companion!
However, a touch of impatience slipped onto Lin Jing’s face. She was merely conversing with the young man out of politeness.
Just then
“Dad, I am going to join you.” Lin Zicong stepped into the hall and laughed, “Dad, Sis, look who’s here?”
Just as Lin Zicong finished speaking, Huang Xiaolong entered the hall. He didn’t greet Lin Jianfeng, but instead walked straight towards Lin Jing. “Sister Jing, hehe, I came to play with you.”
“Little Long?” Lin Jing was both surprised and pleased, and a hint of warmth flickered in her indifferent eyes.
Lin Jianfeng had always hoped his son could learn some valuable skills through Huang Xiaolong. Now, seeing the harmonious interaction between Lin Zicong and Huang Xiaolong, he felt reassured. Thus, he stood up and laughed, “Little Long is here? Hahaha, how delightful. Come, have a seat, please.”
“Sister Jing, can I sit next to you?” Huang Xiaolong asked after glancing at the third-generation member of the Lin Family sitting beside Lin Jing.
The teenager, a few years younger than Lin Zicong, had witnessed Huang Xiaolong’s extraordinary elegance at a charity dinner. Without uttering another word, he smiled. “Little Long, I will give up this seat for you. Please sit.”
“Thanks a lot.” Huang Xiaolong sat down with a happy face.
“Huh?” The Feng Shui Master’s disciple, seated at the head of the table and busy plotting to win over Lin Jing, suddenly noticed a young man who had walked straight in and sat next to Lin Jing. Judging by Lin Jing’s attitude towards him, it seemed rather extraordinary!
A wave of jealousy surged in his heart. He examined Huang Xiaolong with a sinister look and found him ordinary-looking, no different from a college student. Unable to hold back any longer, he put on airs and grumbled, “Who are you? A relative of the Lin Family? But judging by your attire and demeanor, you don’t appear to be!”
Huang Xiaolong paid absolutely no attention to the Feng Shui Master’s disciple and just continued his conversation with Lin Jing, “Sister Jing, I’ve bought a villa.”
“Hahaha, Little Long, you are quite capable, aren’t you? You bought a villa so quickly? Did you make the money by treating people?” Lin Jing appeared to be full of curiosity about Huang Xiaolong and began to chat freely with him, oblivious to everyone around.
Lin Zicong and Yang Kai also sat down.
Lin Zicong amusingly looked at the deflated look on the Feng Shui Master’s disciple’s face, feeling inwardly amusing, ‘Dream on, you country bumpkin from the island longs to pursue my sister! Just make sure you don’t offend my teacher, or you could be forced to leave on your knees!’
Meanwhile, Yang Kai thought to himself, ‘Wow, so the Master rushed over here just to woo this policewoman… It seems the Master has more than just Chu Tingting! Truly a figure of status!’
The Feng Shui Master’s disciple, who always acted arrogantly, was now sinking to a level beneath his dignity, for his attempt at striking a conversation, with an ordinary young man (whom he had condescended), was being blatantly ignored. How could he endure this?
“I! Am! Talking! To! You!” The disciple, glare fixed on Huang Xiaolong, spat out each word deliberately. It was clear he was truly angry.
It was only then that Huang Xiaolong raised his head, looking like he didn’t understand, “Do I know you? I don’t seem to recognize you. Why should I respond to your words if I don’t know you? Moreover… what on earth are you?”