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Ruan Mei was initially somewhat resistant and fearful of the group members, but she couldn't resist the old woman's enthusiasm, and since she really needed to find a safe and cheap place to stay, she agreed to come and take a look.

To her utter surprise, the rumored "gangster" landlord turned out to be such a handsome and sophisticated man with a complex aura. His deep eyes seemed to see right through people, making her heart race for no apparent reason.

Seeing that Lin Yaodong was only looking at Ruan Mei without saying a word, the matchmaker became a little uneasy and asked again, "Ah Dong, what do you think? What do you mean? Xiao Mei is a very well-behaved girl and won't cause any trouble."

"Can."

Almost as soon as the matchmaker finished speaking, Lin Yaodong gave an affirmative answer, decisive and without the slightest hesitation.

"Brother Dong!" Gao Jin, who was standing to his side and behind him, immediately exclaimed in surprise, his face full of disapproval.

He knew better than anyone why Lin Yaodong left those rooms empty—it was for security!

In the past, even if a woman was brought back by Lin Yaodong for the night, there was absolutely no way she would be allowed to stay on this floor permanently.

Now they're actually letting a complete stranger move in? That's too risky!

Lin Yaodong didn't turn around to look at Gao Jin, but simply waved his hand gently, indicating that he didn't need to say anything more.

"It's alright." His voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable determination.

His gaze remained fixed on Ruan Mei, but with less of the previous scrutiny and more of an unfathomable depth.

The matchmaker immediately beamed with joy, clapping her hands and exclaiming, "Oh, that's it!"

She used a double entendre: "It's best if good things come in pairs! Xiaomei, you should thank Adong quickly!"

Ruan Mei then raised her head, glanced quickly at Lin Yaodong, and whispered, "Thank you, Mr. Lin."

Lin Yaodong smiled and said, "Just call me Brother Dong."

What happened next was a natural progression.

Ruan Mei had been living temporarily in Kowloon with her grandmother. They didn't have much luggage, but they did have some furniture and miscellaneous items.

Lin Yaodong immediately had Gao Jin call over a few quick-witted henchmen and also contacted a moving company.

Not long after, a small truck arrived carrying Ruan Mei's belongings and her grandmother.

Under Lin Yaodong's command, a group of henchmen who might normally be ready to fight and kill were now carefully moving tables, chairs, boxes, and even an old-looking wardrobe.

Although the men were puzzled, they did as Dong Ge said, though their eyes were filled with curiosity and speculation.

Soon, the news that a young and beautiful girl had moved into the floor where Lin Yaodong lived spread like wildfire among all the underlings.

This is absolutely unprecedented!

Who doesn't know how much Dong Ge values ​​his own safety?

In the past, those women, no matter how favored they were, were nothing more than fleeting affairs, and they would be sent away after the affair was over, without exception.

Now, he's actually allowing a girl to live in his "safe haven"? Who is this girl?

Many people began exchanging glances and whispering among themselves, speculating that this girl named Ruan Mei would probably become their rightful "sister-in-law" soon.

The atmosphere in the building was subtly changing because of the girl who suddenly appeared.

Lin Yaodong simply stood in the shadows of the corridor, watching his underlings busily working, and watching Ruan Mei somewhat helplessly directing where to put things. His eyes were deep, and no one knew what this young gang leader was really thinking at that moment.

After the hustle and bustle of the day, the night is exceptionally peaceful.

The room Ruan Mei rented was filled with the aroma of home-cooked dishes, a fragrance with a special, warm, and comforting scent.

On the small square table, three dishes, each with its own unique color, aroma, and flavor, were already laid out: scrambled eggs with tomatoes, stir-fried green beans with pork, and braised pork with preserved mustard greens, glistening with oil.

Although they are all home-style dishes, you can tell that the cook put a lot of effort into them.

Ruan Mei's maternal grandmother heard the knocking and went to open the door.

Lin Yaodong stood at the door, along with Gao Jin, who was still following him like a shadow, half a step behind him.

Lin Yaodong changed out of his slightly formal clothes from the daytime and into a simple white cotton T-shirt and gray casual pants. He wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, which made him look less like a gangster and more like a refined gentleman.

Gao Jin was still dressed in all black, with a cold and hard expression, which seemed out of place in the warm dinner atmosphere.

When Grandma Ruan Mei saw the two of them, her face lit up with a smile, and she quickly greeted them, "A Dong, Gao Jin, come and sit down, come and sit down! Thank you so much for helping us today."

"Brother Dong, Brother Gao Jin, you're here! Please come in."

Hearing the noise, Ruan Mei, who was in the kitchen, greeted us somewhat shyly. She was wearing a floral apron and her face was flushed from being busy.

She had originally intended to thank all the young men who helped with the move today, but then she thought about the huge group of people and the cost of the meal…

The shrewd "Little Jew" immediately started calculating in his mind, and finally decided to invite only Lin Yaodong and Gao Jin as "representatives" to express his gratitude without spending too much money.

Lin Yaodong smiled slightly, walked naturally to the table and pulled out a chair, but did not sit down first. Instead, he gestured for his grandmother to sit down first.

"Grandma, don't be so polite. It's just a small favor. Now that you and Xiaomei have moved in, we're neighbors, so it's only right that we help each other out." His tone was gentle, and his manners were impeccable; you couldn't tell at all that he had anything to do with gangsters.

Just then, Ruan Mei poked her head out of the kitchen, holding a spatula in her hand. "There's also a seaweed and egg drop soup, almost ready. Please have a seat!"

After saying that, she went back to the kitchen to get busy.

Gao Jin stood at the door, looking somewhat reserved.

This kind of family-style dinner scene was completely unfamiliar to him.

Family, reunion, warmth... these words almost do not exist in his world.

His world consisted only of orders, vigilance, fighting, and loyalty.

Looking at the steaming food in front of him, the harmonious atmosphere made him feel uncomfortable, and he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

Grandma Ruan Mei noticed Gao Jin's embarrassment and smiled kindly, "Little Jin, don't stand there, sit down quickly, make yourself at home, don't be shy."

Lin Yaodong also glanced at Gao Jin and nodded slightly.

Gao Jin then sat down at the table, slightly stiff, like a soldier receiving an order, his back still ramrod straight.

Soon, Ruan Mei came out carrying a large bowl of clear soup with egg drop soup and seaweed floating on top.

"Alright, that's it! These are just some simple home-style dishes; I don't know if they'll suit your tastes."

She took off her apron, sat down next to her grandmother, and secretly glanced at Lin Yaodong and Gao Jin's reactions.

Lin Yaodong asked Ruan Mei's grandmother to start eating first, but Ruan Mei's grandmother insisted that Lin Yaodong start first.

Lin Yaodong had no choice but to pick up his chopsticks, naturally take a piece of braised pork with preserved mustard greens, put it in his mouth, savor it carefully, and nodded in praise: "It tastes very good, the cooking time is just right, and it's fatty but not greasy."

What he said was the truth.

After transmigrating to this world of swords and shadows, he spent his days navigating various conspiracies, schemes, and fights. Meals were often for social obligations or to fill his stomach. Sitting at a home-cooked table like this, eating stir-fries with a wok-fried aroma, his memories seemed to trace back to a hazy past life.

While he couldn't immediately feel any exaggerated emotions like "the warmth of home," the calm and peaceful atmosphere of daily life did give him a long-lost and unique sense of security.

Seeing that Lin Yaodong had started eating, Gao Jin carefully picked up his bowl, awkwardly took a bite of the scrambled eggs with tomatoes in front of him, and silently began to eat.

His eating manners were very proper, even somewhat rigid, which contrasted sharply with his ruthless image outside.

Looking at Gao Jin's cold demeanor, Ruan Mei couldn't help but chuckle softly, her impression of these "gangsters" greatly changing.

Of course, it only changed my opinion of the gangsters in this building.

She and her grandmother had lived together for many years, relying on each other for survival. They had always lived a frugal and self-sufficient life and rarely received such enthusiastic help from outsiders.

Today, while moving, although the younger men looked a bit fierce, they worked very hard. And the rumored "big boss" Dong Ge in front of her was very polite and courteous, which made her initial aversion to him lessen considerably.

Her gaze unconsciously drifted toward Lin Yaodong, who was sitting opposite her.

Under the light, his profile, framed by gold-rimmed glasses, was clearly defined. His movements as he ate were elegant and composed. He looked more like a well-educated intellectual than a violent gangster.

The old woman who introduced the house echoed in my ears again: "Ah Dong is a really good person... You can always ask him for help if you encounter any difficulties in the future. He'll help you. He's like family to everyone..."

"Are you looking at me like that because there's a grain of rice on my face?"

Lin Yaodong suddenly turned his head and looked at Ruan Mei with a playful smile, breaking her reverie.