The Rich Second-Generation Villain With No Morals

Chapter 109

"Sorry, you had to see such an ugly family matter."

Li Jiaming’s words made Yan Yan feel a little sad.

She didn’t want to talk to him any longer and simply hung up the phone.

Then, she turned to Qi Lin, forcing a smile.

"Every family has its trivial problems, but if it were my kid being that ungrateful, I’d have kicked him out of the house long ago. Let him be an orphan and wander the world."

Qi Lin curled his lips as he spoke.

"Pfft~"

Hearing Qi Lin’s exaggerated words, Yan Yan, who had been feeling down, couldn’t help but laugh.

Being with Qi Lin seemed to make it impossible to dwell on unhappy things.With just a few words, he could make anyone laugh.

"After all, he’s not my biological son. No matter how much I love him, there will always be a barrier."

"But there’s nothing I can do. My husband is old now, and we can’t have children of our own anymore. I have no choice but to treat him as if he were my own."

Yan Yan’s voice was soft, but the sorrow between her delicate brows was impossible to hide.

Qi Lin was right—every family has its struggles.

"Her husband is too old to have children, and his son from his previous marriage sounds like he's in his twenties. That’s quite a lot to take in…"

Qi Lin couldn’t help but find it amusing.

"Sister Yan Yan, I heard that in foreign countries, beautiful women just wait for their old husbands to die so they can inherit everything. From the way you talk, your husband probably doesn’t have much time left. Haven’t you thought about waiting it out and then finding someone you actually like to marry?"

Everyone has a past, and Qi Lin didn’t ask why Yan Yan married an old man.

But she was such a stunning beauty—it would be a shame for her to waste her youth like this.

"Stop talking nonsense~"

Hearing such outrageous words, Yan Yan’s face immediately hardened.

If it weren’t for the fact that Qi Lin had saved her life, she would have slapped anyone else who said such a thing.

But she could tell that Qi Lin meant well.

With a sigh, Yan Yan finally explained, "My husband and I have mutual respect for each other. We have a good relationship. If it weren’t for him, my father… Anyway, this is a debt I owe to their family."

"I don’t have many ways to repay him, so I can only take care of this family. As for my own happiness, I already feel content with my life."

Qi Lin glanced at Yan Yan, but he could see that the light in her beautiful eyes was dim. She clearly hadn’t let go of her regrets as much as she claimed.

Come on—how could a breathtakingly beautiful woman truly be satisfied being with an old man on his deathbed?

She was suppressing her real feelings out of responsibility, guilt, and family obligations.

If she could suppress them for a lifetime, then fine—even Qi Lin would admire her loyalty.

But if one day she couldn’t hold it in anymore, if her heart’s desires burst forth like a flood, she might just do what he had suggested—either wait for the old man to die or, like Pan Jinlian, find a way to get rid of him and chase after real love.

Rose Bay Plaza.

One of the largest outdoor plazas in Jianghan City.

Spanning over ten thousand square meters, it could easily host large-scale events with audiences of over ten thousand people.

On the way there, since Qi Lin wasn’t wearing a shirt, they stopped by a mall to buy a short-sleeved one for him, along with a pair of high heels for Yan Yan.

By the time they arrived at Rose Bay Plaza, it was already nine in the morning.

Despite the early hour, Yan Yan was shocked to see how many people had already gathered.

In the center of the crowd, an extravagant stage had been set up.

Famous singers were performing passionately, with over a dozen gorgeous backup dancers swaying to the rhythm behind them.

The scene was nothing short of a top-tier celebrity concert!

She quickly estimated that the number of people present had already exceeded ten thousand.

"Is there some kind of event happening here? Why are there so many people this early in the morning?"

Yan Yan turned her beautiful eyes toward Qi Lin.

Qi Lin simply smiled.

The publicity from the Huaxia Lobster Festival being featured in provincial news had been incredibly effective.

Back in those years, there weren’t as many variety shows. Aside from watching prime-time dramas on weekends, most people spent their time glued to repetitive news broadcasts.

For the past three days, Qi Lin’s interview had been replayed countless times.

With such strong promotion, the current crowd was just the beginning.

By the time the Lobster Festival officially kicked off at noon, the number of attendees would easily exceed twenty thousand—possibly even breaking thirty thousand.

It wasn’t surprising that Yan Yan was unaware of the festival.

As a vice general manager of a company, she was constantly busy. Unlike regular citizens, she didn’t have time to watch the news every day.

"Didn’t you ask earlier what my urgent business was?"

"Now I can finally reveal the mystery."

"This is the first-ever Huaxia Lobster Festival, and I am the one who planned the entire event. I came here today to oversee the entire festival and ensure a successful opening."

Qi Lin smiled.

Yan Yan: "…"

Hearing this, Yan Yan’s beautiful eyes were filled with shock.

She never expected that Qi Lin’s so-called "urgent business" was organizing a food festival with over ten thousand attendees!

But… wasn’t Qi Lin only in his early twenties?

Shouldn’t someone his age still be in school?

Was she the one who was out of touch, or had times changed so much that young people were already this capable?

"The Lobster Festival officially starts at noon, and I would like to invite you, Sister Yan Yan, as an honorary guest."

"This is your VIP pass. Just show it to the staff, and they’ll guide you to your seat."

"Alright, I need to get to work now. I won’t have time to accompany you, so feel free to explore on your own."

Qi Lin handed her a plastic badge and then turned to leave.

Watching Qi Lin’s tall and confident figure walk away, Yan Yan’s beautiful lips curled into a soft smile, with a hint of curiosity flashing in her eyes.

"In that life-threatening moment, only Qi Lin had the courage to save me. Now that I think about it, someone that brave could never be an ordinary person."

…

"Siling, what are you doing? Are you free today?"

After parting ways with Yan Yan, Qi Lin made a phone call to Wang Siling.

"Brother Qi Lin~"

A voice full of excitement came from the other end.

"I’m doing laundry right now. After that, I’ll go back to my room to do homework. I don’t have anything else planned for today."

Qi Lin chuckled. "Perfect. Take a bus to Rose Bay Plaza—I need your help with something."

"Oh, okay, Brother Qi Lin."

"I’ll hang my clothes to dry first and then head over."

Wang Siling wiped her fair cheeks and carefully hung up her little camisole on the balcony to dry.

After ending the call with Wang Siling, Qi Lin thought for a moment and then dialed another number—Chen Shuyi.

"Shuyi, come to Rose Bay Plaza right now."

At that moment, Chen Shuyi was already at Rose Bay—inside the commercial property that Qi Lin owned, overseeing the renovations.

Li Jiaming was also with her.

"Qi Lin, I’m only in charge of coordinating the renovations. I’m not your servant. You can’t just order me to go somewhere for no reason."

Chen Shuyi assumed Qi Lin was trying to mess with her again, using some random excuse to lure her over.

She rejected him without hesitation.

"How is this not about the renovations? Come over here now, I want to discuss some changes to the design plans with you."

Qi Lin's voice was lazy and casual.

"Shuyi, don’t agree to this! If he really wants to change the blueprints, why can't he come here himself? If he’s making you go over, he must have bad intentions."

Hearing Qi Lin's voice made Li Jiaming angry. Now that he saw Qi Lin trying to get Chen Shuyi to come over, he immediately stepped in to stop her.

"Li Jiaming, is this how you talk to a VIP client? Are you looking to get fired again?"

Qi Lin spoke calmly over the phone.

Now that Li Jiaming had reconciled with his family and regained his status as a rich second generation, he wasn’t afraid of Qi Lin anymore.

"Qi Lin, don’t use that to threaten me. If you want to report me to the company, go ahead. I don’t care anymore. I can afford to quit. Besides, I can give Shuyi the best life possible now. You don’t stand a chance at taking her from me."

Li Jiaming had completely fallen out with Qi Lin at this point.

Hearing this, Qi Lin found it amusing.

Why was this guy suddenly acting so confident?

And saying he could give Chen Shuyi the best life? Did he forget that he still owed Qi Lin 20,000 yuan? Did he forget who helped him pay it off?

"Alright, I’ll come over right now."

But to Li Jiaming's surprise, Chen Shuyi actually agreed to Qi Lin's request and hung up the phone.

"Shuyi, you don’t have to be afraid of Qi Lin at all! My family is rich now. Even if you get fired, I can support you. If you still want to work, you can come to my company. Why do you keep putting up with Qi Lin?"

Li Jiaming spoke anxiously.

Chen Shuyi, however, just gave him a calm look and said, "Your family is your family, and I am me. Don’t mix us together. Have you forgotten what I told you before?"

"Unless you buy a house in Jianghan City with your own ability—one that belongs to both of us—I will not agree to be your girlfriend."

"Besides, your deception before really made me angry. Until I forgive you, please don’t interfere in my work or personal life."

"And by the way, your family has money, so you might not care about this job, but I do. I worked hard to earn this position, and unless I get fired, I won’t give it up so easily."

Chen Shuyi was smart.

She knew a woman needed to be independent.

If they bought a house together and each contributed half, then even if they argued, she would have the right to defend her share.

But if she completely depended on Li Jiaming, enjoying his family’s wealth without her own income or skills, what would she do if one day he lost interest in her?

Would she be thrown out penniless, or would she have to beg him to take her back?

At this moment, Li Jiaming was at a loss for words.

Watching Chen Shuyi walk away, he clenched his fists in frustration and quickly followed her.

He couldn’t let her go meet Qi Lin alone.

Rose Bay Plaza.

"Brother Qi Lin, I—I’m here. What do you need me to do?"

Wang Siling had just gotten off the bus, panting slightly from rushing over.

Qi Lin pinched her soft little face and smiled, pointing to a nearby pile.

"See that mountain of drinks? From now on, you’re the boss of this little drink stand. When customers come, you handle the payments."

"Oh my god~"

Wang Siling followed Qi Lin’s finger and widened her eyes in shock.

It was a literal mountain of beverages—cases of beer, bottled water, and all kinds of drinks stacked high.

If each case contained bottles, then the total number of drinks here was at least four to five hundred thousand bottles.

What did that mean?

If each bottle had an average wholesale price of a few yuan, then the cost alone was over a million yuan.

"Brother Qi Lin, are you sure all of this will sell?"

After the initial shock, Wang Siling looked worried.

"I don’t know either, which is why I’m counting on you to shout out and get customers! Just grab a megaphone and yell, 'Sunflower seeds, peanuts, bottled water, beer, drinks, eight-treasure porridge—make way!'"

Qi Lin grinned.

"Pfft~"

Hearing him say that, Wang Siling burst out laughing, her clear, bell-like laughter ringing sweetly.

"Young Master Lin, I brought my brothers with me. Just say the word, and we’ll do whatever you need."

At that moment, Chen Shimeng arrived with his group of lackeys.

"It’s... it’s you!"

When Wang Siling saw Chen Shimeng, her fair face turned pale, and she immediately hid behind Qi Lin.

How could she forget?

Back then, Chen Shimeng and his gang had surrounded her and Yu Chen, beaten them up badly, and demanded 10,000 yuan in compensation.

Seeing Wang Siling, Chen Shimeng scratched his head awkwardly.

By the way she was acting, she must have been taken under Young Master Lin’s protection.

So he didn’t bother hiding anything. He scratched the back of his head and apologized sincerely.

"Sister-in-law, I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you back then. If it made you feel bad, I truly apologize."

Wang Siling wasn’t dumb. She could tell from this that Qi Lin had been controlling everything from behind the scenes.

She looked at him with mixed emotions.

Qi Lin gently patted her silky hair and smiled.

"Are you mad that I set up Yu Chen back then?"

Wang Siling’s complicated emotions lasted only a moment.

Then, she smiled sweetly and leaned into Qi Lin’s arms.

"Let the past stay in the past. The person I once cared about is nothing more than a joke now. From now on, I just want to love Brother Qi Lin with all my heart and think about nothing else."

Such a sensible girl—who wouldn’t like her?

Qi Lin kissed her on the cheek, then pointed at Chen Shimeng’s men and said with a smile.

"From now on, you’re in charge of them. If any of them don’t listen, just let me know."

Chen Shimeng immediately straightened up.

"Young Master Lin, don’t worry! If any of these fools dare to disobey Sister-in-law, I’ll break their legs before she even gets mad!"

Hearing Chen Shimeng call her "Sister-in-law," Wang Siling blushed, but her heart felt warm and sweet.

After assigning Wang Siling her role, Qi Lin went backstage to find his mother, Fang Yuanyuan.

"You little rascal, you’re always running off and leaving everything to me! Aren’t you afraid I’ll collapse from exhaustion?"

Fang Yuanyuan hugged her son and kissed his cheek.

The way she smiled, she didn’t look angry at all—she looked proud.

By noon, the crowd had grown to tens of thousands.

Even Fang Yuanyuan, despite all her experience, had never seen a food festival this packed.

Qi Lin handed her a car key and smiled.

"Mom, just because there are a lot of people now doesn’t mean they’ll stay. If the excitement dies down, they’ll leave in an instant. Keep these keys and have someone drive the car onto the stage later—we’ll hold a giveaway if the energy dips."

"A car key? Did you bring your dad’s Benz or Passat?"

"You brat, do you know how much those cars cost? The Benz is over a million yuan, and the Passat is over 400,000. Are you seriously giving one away?"

Fang Yuanyuan laughed.

Qi Lin chuckled.

"This car isn’t ours. I saved a beautiful woman earlier, and to thank me, she gave me a 200,000-yuan Beetle."

Fang Yuanyuan didn’t believe him.

"Yeah, right. Since when is saving people so easy? And of course, the person you saved just happened to be a beautiful woman. Are you sure this isn’t your luck with women kicking in?"

Even though she teased him, she still took the keys.