I’m So Well-Behaved

At the airport.

Because they were headed to different destinations, their boarding gates were different too.

Lin Mo went through the VIP channel and settled straight into first class.

To be fair, he could have just flown himself back, but everyone had booked flights around the same time and was departing together from the training base, so it wouldn't have been right to make a fuss about being special.

And so he just blended in with the crowd.

Yeah, the guy nicknamed Oriental Leaf was there too.

After all, he was also heading to Yangcheng to take up his new post, so he'd booked the same flight.

"I seriously suspect you got kicked out of the Beijing circle," Lin Mo said, glancing at him.

Oriental Leaf stuffed a neck pillow behind his head and sprawled out in his seat: "How is that possible? This is what they call being a frontier commander, you know? Do you even understand the weight of a frontier commander? At least I'm someone who went to Korea with you and went on a total rampage."

Lin Mo nodded. "I did the rampaging, you did the yelling, right?"

Oriental Leaf choked for a second, but quickly recovered his usual carefree demeanor: "Anyway, with you holding down the fort in Eastern Guangdong, I feel like everything should go smoothly from here on out."

"Don't treat me like the Dragon King, alright?"

"Aren't you basically that? You're already planning to clean house with your own hands, so I don't have to do anything except wait for my promotion."

That was easy to say, but Lin Mo still shook his head.

"Dream on. You're here to shine my shoes."

Oriental Leaf was about to say something else, but the airport staff had already arranged for them to board the plane.

Three hours of flight time, and Lin Mo kept his eyes closed cultivating the whole way.

After getting off the plane, Lin Mo stopped paying attention to Oriental Leaf. Someone was picking him up, and someone was picking Lin Mo up too.

Besides, Oriental Leaf's own team had always been stationed in Yangcheng and Pengcheng.

Exiting the arrivals hall, a black sedan was parked by the roadside.

Bulletproof glass, reinforced chassis, safety factor maxed out to the limit.

Before the window even rolled down, Lin Mo opened the passenger door, bent down, and sat inside.

The driver was Chu Lintian.

"Chairman of a huge conglomerate, and you're still driving yourself? Why not just hire a chauffeur?" Lin Mo pulled the seatbelt across and buckled it.

Chu Lintian rested one hand on the steering wheel and glanced over at him: "Nothing much this afternoon. Bringing a driver would make it awkward to talk."

After a pause, she added one more line: "And it's been a while since we've seen each other."

She said it so casually that Lin Mo couldn't find a way to respond.

So he didn't.

"Alright then, drop me off back at the rental."

It was only early afternoon now, so he'd still have time to bring snacks to the evening self-study class. Even though his hands were empty, when he needed something to give, the items would naturally appear in his hands.

But Chu Lintian spoke up instead:

"Let's get something to eat first."

"Eat what?"

"Everyone knows you're back today, so we agreed to get together for a meal, to welcome you back and wash off the dust."

Lin Mo checked the time. It was just past four in the afternoon. "Where?"

"That private kitchen restaurant from last time."

Hearing that, Lin Mo's expression turned a little subtle, and he couldn't help tapping his fingers on his knee.

Wasn't the owner of that private kitchen restaurant from last time Chen Yunli?

That was the woman the Situ family had planted in Yangcheng to get close to Jiang Chengshan.

"So who exactly is 'everyone'?"

Chu Lintian looked at Lin Mo. She hadn't expected him to ask that, but she still replied: "Just Jiang Yunlu's family, Xie Yuling's family, and my family."

"Uh... Jiang Chengshan agreed to come?"

"He did. But it was Madame Jiang who gave the answer, said they'd definitely make it. Sounded pretty emphatic about it, too."

Lin Mo almost laughed out loud.

How could she not be emphatic?

It was at the private kitchen restaurant of a woman who'd once tried to seduce her husband, and her own daughter had been involved in scheming too. If Jiang Chengshan weren't a man of real principle, Situ Yunshu might have actually chosen to stay hidden in the Situ family's blessed grotto-heaven and never come out.

But what surprised Lin Mo was that since Situ Yunshu had already taken over the Situ family business, she hadn't had Situ Dingyi chase Chen Yunli out of Yangcheng.

Keeping this woman around—maybe she'd forgotten, or maybe it was intentional.

Still, he gave Chu Lintian a brief rundown of the relationship between Chen Yunli and the Situ family.

There was no need to hide it. Since Chu Lintian already knew plenty of secrets, it would be good for her to understand some of these personal connections.

That way, she wouldn't get caught in the crossfire by accident.

After hearing the story, Chu Lintian covered her mouth in surprise.

"Why didn't you say so earlier! In that case, should I change the venue?"

"Change to where? They've probably already got everything prepared by now."

"Then what do we do?"

Lin Mo leaned back in his seat, gazing at the roadside trees whipping past the window, his tone carrying a hint of schadenfreude.

After all, the venue had been her choice.

"Too late, I'm afraid. Poor Uncle Jiang is probably getting roasted alive right about now."

Meanwhile, on the other side, Jiang Chengshan was still in his office.

He'd been busy lately—busy planning a wedding, busy integrating the resources after the company swallowed up the Zhou family, and dealing with all sorts of other messy matters.

But tonight, that kid Lin Mo was back, so he needed to set aside time for dinner.

Just then, Secretary Li walked in.

"Mr. Jiang, Madame Jiang is waiting for you in the lounge."

Jiang Chengshan raised an eyebrow, casually picked up the thermos on his desk, unscrewed it, and took a sip. The rich scent of goji berries practically overflowed from the cup.

"Alright, I'll go see her. Keep an eye on the reports."

With that, Jiang Chengshan headed toward the lounge.

At this point, he still didn't know where dinner would be.

The moment he pushed open the door, his heart skipped a beat.

Even though Jiang Chengshan hadn't seen his wife for over a decade, his read on her personality was still spot on.

This kind of silent, dignified pressure radiating without a word meant either he was in trouble—or Nannan was in trouble.

Hopefully, it was Nannan. At least she had thick skin and could take a beating by now. He was just a weakling.

Even though Situ Yunshu had taught him the Situ family's cultivation method, he progressed too slowly and could only remain an ordinary weakling.

Jiang Chengshan shuffled forward cautiously, his face plastered with a fawning smile: "Honey, are you here to take me to dinner? Honey's the best."

Good thing Secretary Li wasn't around, or Jiang Chengshan's image as the big boss would be completely shattered in his eyes.

Situ Yunshu raised an eyebrow at Jiang Chengshan, tracing her finger lightly across the table.

But a deep scratch appeared on the solid wood surface.

After all these years, Situ Yunshu hadn't been slacking off in her training.

Jiang Chengshan dropped to his knees without a moment's hesitation.

"Sister Yunshu! I... I didn't do anything! I've been a good boy!"

Situ Yunshu suddenly broke into a smile and reached out to stroke Jiang Chengshan's face.

"I know. If you hadn't been good, you wouldn't be standing right here right now."

Jiang Chengshan breathed a sigh of relief inside.

But a second later, Secretary Li walked in carrying a freshly brewed cup of tea.

Seeing the scene before him, he had already drafted his resignation letter in his head.

And maybe he should also start thinking about which spot would have the best feng shui for his grave.