Actually Cheating

Liang Yilong, worried he might lose control of himself, stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

Jiang Yutong glanced curiously in the direction of the road.

Why did she feel like someone was watching her with a sinister gaze?

"Miss Jiang," Lin Xuan said apologetically, "It's because of me that Lin Qingwan said those things to provoke you earlier."

"It's fine. We were already competitors to begin with, and our relationship has long been irreconcilable," Jiang Yutong replied indifferently.

"Xiao Xuan, I've looked into your past with the Lin family. I know now what kind of life you've lived there," Jiang Yutong said hesitantly.

Had she not seen the investigation reports with her own eyes, she might have thought such things only existed in novels.

Truly.

It was unbelievable.

Ever since Xiao Xuan was taken from the orphanage by the Lin family, he had lived a life of hunger, constant chores, and even served as a punching bag for their anger.

If only she had known earlier that Xiao Xuan was her biological cousin—she could have taken him back to the Jiang family and cherished him properly.

Lin Xuan smiled lightly. "All of that is in the past now. I stopped caring long ago."

"Mr. Lin," Jiang Yutong couldn't help but say, "Have you really no intention of acknowledging our Jiang family?"

"Your mother is your mother, and you are you. The Lin sisters are the Lin sisters. Don’t worry, we can tell the difference. We only recognize you, Mr. Lin. I’ll treat you well," Jiang Yutong added urgently.

Lin Xuan scoffed inwardly.

As long as he didn’t care about so-called familial bonds, they couldn’t hurt him.

He had barely escaped the quagmire of the Lin family—why would he let himself be shackled by another set of relatives?

"Second Miss Jiang," Lin Xuan said, "My stance remains the same. We can be business partners, and I’m open to befriending the Jiang family. But beyond that, I’d rather not."

"Alright then."

Jiang Yutong sighed inwardly.

She had been too hasty this time. She needed to take it slow.

If she pushed too hard and made Xiao Xuan reject her, her sister, and their grandfather, it would be counterproductive.

"Mr. Lin, whatever choice you make, we will respect it," Jiang Yutong said with a smile. "The doors of the Jiang family will always be open for you."

"Mm." Lin Xuan nodded.

Butler Wang, seeing there was no more drama to observe, quietly returned to the car.

He drove toward Lin Xuan.

"Mr. Lin, you haven’t eaten yet, have you? How about we grab a meal together?" Jiang Yutong suggested.

Yes.

She needed to build a closer relationship.

The more time she spent with Xiao Xuan, the more he might realize how different the Jiang family was from the blind and heartless Lin family—and perhaps he’d acknowledge them.

Lin Xuan shook his head. "No need. I have plans to eat with my girlfriend."

Jiang Yutong frowned.

Xiao Xuan seemed deeply attached to his girlfriend.

If his girlfriend could help, convincing him to acknowledge the Jiang family might be easier.

The image of Su Hua’s icy demeanor flashed in Jiang Yutong’s mind.

But… Xiao Xuan’s girlfriend seemed even harder to deal with than him.

Seeing that Lin Xuan had no intention of dining with her, Jiang Yutong could only nod. "Then, Mr. Lin, let’s arrange another time."

"Mm."

Butler Wang’s car had already pulled up in front of Lin Xuan.

He stepped forward and bowed respectfully. "Young Master Lin, please."

"Mm."

Lin Xuan got into the car.

Jiang Yutong exhaled, her face crestfallen.

At this rate,

when would she ever get Xiao Xuan to acknowledge her?

Night Garden.

Lin Xuan frowned. "Has Dahe not woken up yet?"

"Young Master Lin, not yet," a maid answered.

She had been worried that Wang Dahe might be in trouble after sleeping so long, so she went to check.

But the moment she opened the door, she was met with loud snoring.

Clearly, he was fine.

She quickly retreated.

Lin Xuan shook his head helplessly. "Same as always—once he’s drunk, he sleeps forever."

"Young Master Lin, should we wake him?" Butler Wang asked respectfully.

"No, let him wake up naturally."

"As you wish."

Not long after Lin Xuan returned, Su Hua also arrived back at Night Garden from work.

The chef brought the prepared dishes to the dining room.

A maid stepped out. "Young Master Lin, Miss, dinner is ready."

"Alright."

Lin Xuan took Su Hua’s hand and entered the dining room.

Upstairs.

Wang Dahe finally woke up in the guest room.

He blinked, staring blankly at the lavish decor around him.

Where was this?

Why was the room so big?

This single room was the size of his entire house!

And the furnishings—were they too luxurious?

Every corner reeked of money.

Wang Dahe wandered around the room, lost in thought.

None of his friends came from wealthy families—at most, they were comfortably middle-class.

Well, except for Xuanzi.

Had Xuanzi brought him here? He remembered Xuanzi mentioning that he lived with CEO Su.

Could it be…?

A realization struck him, and his eyes widened.

He was in CEO Su’s house!

This was his first time here!

Damn, so this was the home of Xia Country’s richest person!

Wang Dahe headed to the bathroom.

On the sink, a brand-new towel, toothbrush, and toothpaste were neatly arranged.

After washing his face,

he made his way downstairs.

"Mr. Wang, good evening," a maid greeted him respectfully.

Wang Dahe marveled inwardly.

Even the servants in wealthy households had such refined manners.

"Hello," he nodded.

"Miss, may I ask—is this CEO Su’s residence?"

The maid nodded. "Yes. Young Master Lin brought you here last night."

Since this was Young Master Lin’s close friend, she didn’t dare neglect him.

She answered every question promptly.

Wang Dahe stroked his chin.

"Xuanzi" must be the "Young Master Lin" she referred to.

Hearing the maid call him that made Xuanzi seem even more impressive.

"So, where is Xuanzi now?" Wang Dahe asked.

"Young Master Lin is having dinner in the dining room," the maid replied.

"Thanks."

His stomach growled—perfect timing to mooch a meal off Xuanzi.

He could also see how the wealthy dined.

Special thanks to Xin Qiong from the Technique Pavilion, Xuan Yong (who’s been through hell), and other dear patrons for their gifts.

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