Old Deng Was Furious

Sunlight scattered across the surrounding valley and woods.

Creating a Tyndall effect, beams of light pierced through the leaves and landed on the ground.

Against this backdrop, Lin Mo held Jiang Yunlu. Feeling the softness of the young girl in his arms, he couldn't help but laugh out of exasperation.

"Was it really necessary to run that fast? What if you tripped? What if I wasn't here?" His tone carried a hint of blame, but it was mostly filled with concern.

Jiang Yunlu was practically nestled against Lin Mo, feeling the warmth of his chest.

She lowered her head, a rosy blush spreading across her face, and spoke in a voice as soft as a mosquito: "If you weren't here, I wouldn't have run so fast. Besides, I trusted that you would catch me."

This reliance and trust made Lin Mo's heart soften.

"You always have a bunch of crooked excuses."

The girl in his arms clung to him like a koala, showing absolutely no intention of letting go.

Helpless, Lin Mo could only whisper in her ear, "If you don't let go now, your dad's glare is going to pierce right through me."

Jiang Yunlu stiffened and reluctantly took a half-step back.

Sure enough, not far away, a hostile-looking Old Geezer was striding over. His glare was exactly like that of an old farmer guarding his cabbage patch catching sight of a pig digging up his crops.

As Jiang Chengshan approached, he didn't even look at Lin Mo. He simply waved a hand at the person behind him, "Old Zhao, unload the things from the car."

Uncle Zhao responded respectfully, took the car keys, and headed toward the parking lot.

"Uncle Zhao can't carry all of that by himself. I'll go give him a hand," Lin Mo said naturally, lifting his foot to follow.

Jiang Chengshan let out a heavy snort from his nostrils: "Hmph."

Then, he plopped his butt down on the small folding stool Uncle Zhao had just brought over, crossed his arms over his chest, and made it clear he was going to stay right there as an overseer.

Seeing this, Jiang Yunlu immediately ran over to Lin Mo, linked her arm with his, and turned back to give Jiang Chengshan a sweet smile.

"I'm going to help too! Camping is only fun when everyone pitches in! Dad, you're getting older, just rest here and wait for us!"

Very well.

Not only was his precious daughter turning against him, but she was also teaming up with an outsider to stab her own father in the heart.

Jiang Chengshan tightened his crossed arms, his facial expression even gloomier than the forest behind him.

Lin Mo couldn't be bothered to care about what the Old Geezer was plotting. Anyway, with his current strength, even if the Old Geezer was so angry he blew his beard and glared, there was absolutely nothing he could do to him.

Especially after the Old Geezer had witnessed his power, he could only watch helplessly as his precious cabbage got dug up.

Wait a minute! Why does this description make him sound more and more like a delinquent trying to steal someone's girl?!

He stepped into the RV, and its level of luxury made even him click his tongue in amazement.

This wasn't an RV; it was simply a mobile five-star hotel suite.

An oversized double bed, an independent bathroom, an open kitchen with an entire wall full of knives, and a refrigerator stuffed with top-tier ingredients air-freighted from all over the world: Wagyu beef, Australian lobster, black truffles—everything one could wish for.

The quality of life for the rich was truly on another level.

"Last time we went mountain climbing, I wanted to try stargazing in a tent with you, but..."

Following behind, Jiang Yunlu's voice carried an almost imperceptible trace of regret as she pulled out the brand-new, large tent from the storage cabinet that they had brought last time.

Actually, the roof of the tent featured a transparent skylight design. It was just that everyone was completely exhausted last time, and since all the girls were in the tent, they simply decided to rest.

As for today, they should be able to use it.

Looking at the anticipation in her eyes, Lin Mo felt a warmth in his heart.

Remembering their last mountain climbing trip, Lin Mo scratched his head. "It's fine, watching them together tonight will be the same. However, your dad... he'll probably have to join us."

Just as he said this, an incredibly bizarre image suddenly popped into his mind.

Under the night sky, inside the tent, Jiang Yunlu sleeping peacefully in the middle. On her left was himself, and on her right... was the Old Geezer with a dark face.

The picture was too beautiful; he didn't dare to imagine it.

Jiang Yunlu also imagined it, and the atmosphere instantly became awkward.

This made Jiang Yunlu shudder violently. The image was so beautiful it was practically mental pollution.

The RV had pots and pans and everything else needed, but since they were camping, there had to be a sense of ceremony. Starting a fire outside was the only way to get that rustic feel.

She had only taken a few steps out carrying the tent when three people blocked her path.

Two men and a woman, impeccably dressed and possessing an extraordinary aura. At a glance, it was obvious they were not ordinary people.

"Hey beautiful, need some help? That tent doesn't look light."

The one speaking was Ye Qiaolin. After all, using her as an entry point might work better.

Jiang Yunlu had an excellent upbringing since childhood, so she handled the stranger's advance properly. She turned slightly and politely shook her head: "No need, thank you."

Her voice was cool, carrying a natural sense of distance. After speaking, she bypassed them and continued walking toward the campsite.

Being rejected so flatly, the smile on Ye Qiaolin's face stiffened for a moment. She looked back at the man beside her and spread her hands.

"It's not that I don't want to help you. See that? She's a proper lady from a wealthy family with high standards. She won't be that easy to pursue."

Zhou Nianqian's gaze, however, continued to follow Jiang Yunlu's retreating back. His eyes were filled with undisguised amazement and possessiveness.

He smiled, his tone revealing an air of confident determination: "Don't use such a tacky word as pursue. I'm truly captivated. Sister Qiaolin, you know I've always been very cautious when it comes to romance."

Ye Qiaolin was a few years older than Zhou Nianqian and the other man, Ye Minghui. She had practically watched them grow up, so she understood Zhou Nianqian's temperament to some extent.

This kid was either completely uninterested, or once he set his sights on something, he absolutely had to get his hands on it.

So she nodded, "Alright, since you're serious, then as your good friends, we will definitely help you."

As soon as she finished speaking, Ye Qiaolin had already taken out her phone, snapped a photo in the direction of Lin Mo's two vehicles, and rapidly began typing on the screen.

"Help me check which company these two license plates are registered under."

After the message was successfully sent, she put away her phone, raised an eyebrow at Zhou Nianqian, and wore a playful smile on her lips.

"Don't worry. In this territory of Yangcheng, as long as she didn't pop out of a crack in a rock, there's no information our Ye family can't dig up."

Luxury cars and the like are generally registered under a company rather than an individual's name.

Rich people aren't fools. Doing this allows them to deduct value-added tax and corporate income tax. Even subsequent maintenance and gas can be written off.

In the lives of the wealthy, this is actually common sense.

But this also leads to a problem: when many rich people go bankrupt, their cars simply vanish.

Because they are registered to the company, when the company is gone, everything else is gone too.

This is exactly why in many movies and TV shows, bankruptcy means losing absolutely everything.

In reality, when a company goes bankrupt, the legal representative often doesn't need to pay out of pocket. Therefore, after some people's companies go bankrupt, they can still live very carefree lives, or even start a new business.