Chapter 3: Marriage
For Lin Huaiyu, he is no stranger to the profession of bodyguard, and in his circle, as long as there is a person with some status, there will be several bodyguards around him to protect him.
Not to mention whether those people can fully guarantee the safety of the employer, at least this is a layer of insurance against accidents, and even in many cases, a good enough bodyguard can completely show the identity of the employer.
It is safe to say that the high-risk but high-income profession of bodyguard will not disappear in the future, and there will be more and more practitioners.
But the guardian is completely different, even if it is only taken literally, the status of the guardian of the family is much more transcendent than that of the bodyguard.
If the bodyguard and the employer are similar to a master-servant relationship, then the relationship between the family and the guardian of the family is more like an intimate relationship of mutual dependence.
One is prosperous, and one is lost.
Lin Huaiyu sat quietly in his seat, his eyes flashing violently, and he looked at Lin Xiaocao.
Lin Gongye wanted to speak, but he opened his mouth, and finally didn't say anything, he was closest to Lin Huaiyu, and he was very keenly aware that although his father was calm on the surface, his breathing became rapid unconsciously, and the muscles at the corners of his mouth were constantly trembling, as if he wanted to say something, but he tried his best to endure it.
Lin Zhiye didn't know why his father agreed to the obviously unreasonable sky-high reward, but now it seems that it is obviously related to Ye Lao's letter.
There was silence in the hall.
Lin Huaiyu was full of words in the Lin family, and since he had already agreed, then others naturally didn't dare to say anything.
Only Lin Danqing glared at Lin Xiaocao fiercely with some unconvinced.
"Shui Mo, call your father and tell him that if there is nothing important, let him go home, I have something to discuss with him. ”
Lin Huaiyu was silent for a while, and then suddenly spoke, his tone was neither sad nor joyful, but there was a kind of strangeness.
Lin Shuimo, who was standing on the side thoughtfully, was stunned and said with a smile: "Grandpa, my dad will come to the capital for a meeting in two days, and he will definitely come home to visit you then." ”
"No! call and ask him to come early. ”
Lin Huaiyu shook his head, his tone was resolute, and when he spoke, he subconsciously touched the letter that he had just put in his pocket.
Lin Shuimo's heart froze, nodded and walked out directly, she was also curious about what was in the letter, but now was obviously not the time to ask more, she could be proud in the face of Lin Xiaocao's hostility, but in the face of Ye Lao, no one in the Lin family was not qualified not to pay attention to it.
Lin Huaiyu quietly looked at his granddaughter's back, and waited for the other party's figure to disappear before he asked with a smile: "Xiaocao, apart from this letter, did Ye Lao say anything to you?"
Lin Xiaocao shook his head expressionlessly, and said flatly: "No." ”
Lin Huaiyu frowned very quickly, he naturally sensed the hostility of the young man opposite, so he couldn't understand why Ye Lao would let him be the guardian of the Lin family.
And
Lin Huaiyu also didn't think that his family needed the qualifications of a guardian!
The huge capital, the wealthy families are everywhere, the power is poured, and since the founding of the empire, there is only one family that really has a guardian!
That is the Ye family where Ye Lao used to be.
And now that his old man has sent his own disciples to the Lin family to be this guardian, what does it mean?
Is this an obscure expression of an attitude by Ye Lao?
Can his attitude be regarded as the attitude of the Ye family?
"Grandpa, my dad said to come back immediately, and he will be home at about nine o'clock tonight. ”
Lin Shuimo walked over with her mobile phone and said softly, she knew very well that although her family was not strong in the capital, it was on the cusp at this time, and it was possible to be doomed if she was not careful, and she had inexplicably become the focus of the family.
Lin Shuimo subconsciously looked at the taciturn Lin Xiaocao, a little puzzled.
Is it because of this man?
Lin Huaiyu, who was in a mess in his mind, nodded, mumbled, and said, "I'll talk about it when your dad comes back." Xiaocao, are you hungry? If not, how about having a meal together when Ink's father comes?"
Perhaps Lin Huaiyu himself didn't notice that his tone had changed a little subtly.
"I don't care, when will the money be given?"
Lin Xiaocao lowered his head and played with the teacup in his hand, and said without raising his head, looking like he didn't care about anything except money.
"I'll give it to you now, you give Shui Mo an account, and she will transfer it. ”
Lin Huaiyu said without hesitation, unusually crisp.
Lin Xiaocao was not hypocritical, she reported an account very fluently, Lin Shuimo took his mobile phone and wrote it down, glanced at it, and said with some surprise: "Swiss bank?"
Lin Xiaocao nodded expressionlessly.
"Master, Young Master Lin Xiao of the Southwest Lin family came to visit, and now he is standing outside the door, do you want to invite him in?"
Fu Lao, who had just exited the hall, reappeared and said to Lin Huaiyu respectfully.
Lin Shuimo, who was originally going to transfer money, froze in place.
Lin Huaiyu and Lin Zhiye's faces turned cold at the same time.
Southwest Lin family.
These four words seemed to carry some kind of curse, and instantly aroused the hatred of the Kyushu Chenglin family.
"I'll go transfer it, and the ink will stay. ”
After a brief pause in the atmosphere, Lin Congye, who had a cold face, stood up, took Lin Shuimo's mobile phone, wrote down the account number, and went straight upstairs, Lin Danqing, who was dressed in a camouflage military uniform, hesitated and followed.
"Ah Fu, tell him to come in. ”
Lin Huaiyu took a deep breath, narrowed his eyes, glanced at Lin Xiaocao, and then said to Fu Lao.
Fu Lao, who smiled at anyone, nodded expressionlessly and turned to leave.
Lin Shuimo, who has a calm temperament, stood motionless, giving people the feeling that she could be calm in the face of anything, she was a little helpless and a little embarrassed in her eyes.
She subconsciously glanced at Lin Xiaocao, and happened to make eye contact with him who had just raised his head.
In an instant, Lin Shuimo's heart was shocked!
Without anyone noticing, Lin Xiaocao, who was still insipid and careless just now, seemed to have completely changed into a person.
It's still that angular and resolute face.
But the eyes are turned upside down!
The original calm disappeared completely, replaced by a sharp coldness that made Lin Shuimo indescribable!
The four words of the Southwest Lin family seem to have stimulated more than a few people from the Lin family in Kyushu City.
The corners of Lin Xiaocao's mouth moved, revealing a smile, and patted the sofa beside him casually: "Sit down." ”
The tone seemed casual, but it was no different from a command.
Lin Shuimo, who was flustered in his heart, was unusual, answered, and sat down obediently, a little absent-minded.
There was a sound of footsteps, and then a soft and cold laugh reached everyone's ears.
"Grandpa Lin, I heard that your old man is cool about patriotic paintings, it just so happens that Master Li Wenqing came to the capital today to participate in a Chinese painting exhibition, and is currently a guest at my southwest Lin family, I specially asked for a landscape map for your old man, and immediately rushed over to offer treasures. ”
A young man strode into the hall, his steps steady, without the slightest sense of restraint.
This is a very good-looking man, twenty-seven or eighteen years old, tall, well-dressed, handsome, but the only thing that makes people feel uncomfortable is the temperament on his body.
seems to be calm and peaceful, but there is a kind of cold arrogance from the bones, which makes people extremely uncomfortable.
Behind him, followed by a burly and sturdy figure, nearly two meters tall, the huge size not only did not look bloated, but appeared full of strength, he held a scroll in both hands, followed behind the young man, his head bowed, silent, like a silent and fierce shadow.
The young man didn't wait for Lin Huaiyu to speak, he walked directly to the sofa and sat down, and when he saw Lin Xiaocao sitting with Lin Shuimo opposite, a trace of discoloration flashed in his eyes, but he didn't say much, waved his hand, and said with a smile: "Tiger, give the painting to Grandpa Lin." ”
"Yes. ”
Following behind the young man, the burly man who was holding a scroll in both hands answered, took two steps forward, handed the scroll in his hand to Lin Huaiyu, and said nothing.
"Young Master Lin Xiao is polite, Master Li Wenqing is a famous artist in the calligraphy and painting world today, a painting is hard to find, his masterpiece is really a waste to me, an old man with dizzy eyes. ”
Lin Huaiyu took the scroll, but did not open it, put it aside casually, and said in a salty and non-light manner.
"Grandpa Lin is old and strong, his eyes are vicious, and he can't touch the four words of old dizziness, you laughed. ”
Lin Xiao smiled and complimented, his eyes once again swept over Lin Xiaocao's body.
Lin Huaiyu smiled noncommittally, took a sip of the warm tea next to him, and said slowly: "Young Master Lin Xiao is not only here to give me a painting this time, right?"
"Grandpa Lin can call me Lin Xiao or Xiaolin in the future, some of our young people are jokingly called, you call me when you shout it, it will break me. ”
Lin Xiao said with a smile, but his eyes became cautious, he groaned, looked at Lin Huaiyu's face, and continued: "A few years ago, my father-in-law discussed my marriage with Shui Mo with Governor Lin on the phone, and at that time, Governor Lin did not give a clear answer, saying that it depends on your old man's meaning, I don't know what Grandpa Lin is thinking about now?"