While out picking up trash, I was forcefully pushed around by a beautiful female CEO.

Soon, the two followed Meng Jingran to the living room of the Meng family villa.

As soon as you enter, you can feel the somewhat oppressive atmosphere inside.

At this moment, there were quite a few people sitting in the Meng family's living room, roughly a dozen or so.

Lin Feng's gaze was drawn to an elderly man in his sixties or seventies on the sofa. Although his hair was gray, he exuded an aura of authority that was far more powerful than that of Meng Jingran.

Clearly, this must be the old man of the Meng family, Meng Yuanhe.

However, for Lin Feng, this kind of imposing manner was like playing house.

Over the years, he has experienced countless life-or-death situations. The two years of living a life worse than death in Minghai City have further transformed his mindset to a level that should not exist at his age.

Moreover, back in Kyoto, what kind of important figures hadn't Lin Feng met? He even ate dumplings made by the old man himself at the private courtyard of the most powerful person in China. Compared to those, Old Master Meng's so-called aura of a superior was a joke.

"Second sister, is this my brother-in-law? Wow, he's so handsome!"

The people inside the room were also sizing up Lin Feng, and just then, a young man of about twenty years old suddenly approached, running up to Lin Feng with a beaming smile: "Brother-in-law, hello, I'm Meng Bufan!"

"Hello!"

Lin Feng couldn't help but smile; the younger generation of the Meng family seemed to be quite good.

"This is my second uncle's son."

Meng Qingyao introduced Lin Feng from the side. As she spoke, Meng Qingyao glanced at Meng Bufan with some gratitude. Meng Bufan's enthusiastic attitude made her originally tense body relax a lot.

"I can tell, you must have just enlisted recently, right?"

Lin Feng nodded and said.

"Wow, brother-in-law, how did you figure that out? I joined the army last August, it hasn't even been a year!"

Meng Bufan looked at Lin Feng with a surprised expression.

"It's very simple. You have a certain military bearing in your every move. For example, when you stand, you tuck in your stomach, straighten your chest, and pull your shoulders back. Also, your collar, cuffs, and even your shoelaces are extremely neat! I noticed you when you were sitting on the sofa earlier. Your posture was upright, not slouchy like most people your age. These are all traces of your time in the military, but they're not very obvious yet, so you must have just enlisted."

Lin Feng smiled and explained all the reasons behind his judgment.

"Really? Brother-in-law, what did you do before? That's incredible!"

Meng Bufan was stunned, staring at Lin Feng in disbelief.

In the hall, the gazes of the other members of the Meng family towards Lin Feng also showed a subtle change, with Meng Jingran looking at Lin Feng with particular surprise.

My brother-in-law seems to be more than he appears.

To remain calm and composed under the watchful eyes of so many members of the Meng family, and to maintain such keen insight, is something that ordinary people simply cannot do.

Therefore, everyone's curiosity has been piqued, and they are all listening intently to hear what Lin Feng does for a living.

"Bufan, stop bothering your brother-in-law. He used to be in the army, just like you, but he retired two years ago."

Meng Qingyao was somewhat amused and exasperated, and answered Meng Bufan on Lin Feng's behalf.

"Tch, I thought he was something special, turns out he's just a stinking soldier! Acting all high and mighty! Qingyao, no offense, but you're supposed to be a famous beauty in Minghai City, what kind of taste do you have? You didn't want the eldest young master of the Su family, so you picked this piece of trash?"

Suddenly, a woman's mocking voice rang out in the hall.

The moment that sarcastic remark was uttered, the atmosphere in the hall froze.

Lin Feng looked in the direction of the sound and saw a middle-aged woman with foundation on her face and dressed in a flamboyant manner, clipping her nails with her fingers on a chair behind the sofa.

"Yeah, cousin, why did you leave such a golden nugget for a clod of dirt?"

Beside the middle-aged woman, a girl of about twenty years old spoke up with a similarly mocking expression.

The girl was young, but she wore smoky makeup that was completely out of place for her age.

Judging from the information contained in the words just now, this middle-aged woman should be Meng Qingyao's aunt, and the girl should be this woman's daughter, that is, Meng Qingyao's cousin.

Since they were relatives, Lin Feng didn't speak immediately. Instead, he looked at Meng Qingyao, who was standing to the side, to see what her attitude would be.

At this moment, Meng Qingyao's expression changed, and her gaze turned cold.

"Auntie, it's none of your business how I conduct myself."

After speaking, Meng Qingyao looked at the girl with smoky makeup and coldly replied, "Cousin Shuangshuang, since you think Su Mingxuan is so good, why don't you marry him? Is it because Su Mingxuan doesn't like you?"

With just a few simple words, Lin Feng couldn't help but give his wife a thumbs up in his heart.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. If Meng Qingyao were the kind of person who was easily swayed, she wouldn't have dared to resist the marriage of convenience and dragged him into getting married.

Li Shuangshuang was speechless after being choked by Meng Qingyao. From childhood, she had been jealous of her cousin's beauty, and she always felt inferior when standing in front of Meng Qingyao.

Li Shuangshuang had naturally heard about Su Mingxuan's character, so she was quite happy to see her cousin being pushed into a pit of fire.

"That's enough, Mom, Shuangshuang, can you two be quiet for a second?"

At this moment, another man in his early thirties spoke up, somewhat displeased, and reprimanded the two of them. At the same time, he stepped forward and approached Lin Fengsheng, saying apologetically, "Hello, brother-in-law, I am Qingyao's cousin, Li Zhiheng."

"Hello, cousin!"

Lin Feng was surprised again. This family had two distinct personalities; the mother and daughter's sharp and mean expressions were practically identical.

On the contrary, Li Zhiheng made a much better impression on Lin Feng.

"Alright, everyone, say less!"

At this moment, Meng Yuanhe, the patriarch of the Meng family who had been quietly observing the situation, cleared his throat and then spoke with a somewhat gloomy expression.

As soon as Meng Yuanhe spoke, the rest of the Meng family members who wanted to say something immediately shut their mouths.

After the hall quieted down, Meng Yuanhe looked at Lin Feng with a scrutinizing gaze.

"Kobayashi, right?"

Meng Yuanhe spoke in a deep voice.

"Hello, Grandpa!"

Lin Feng nodded, his expression calm, his words equally unwavering.

"Tell me your conditions for leaving Qingyao. Name your price, as long as it's not excessive, the Meng family can meet them!"

Meng Yuanhe spoke slowly, his meaning ambiguous, but a question arose in his heart.

The reason he waited so long to speak was to use this time to observe Lin Feng's background. However, so far, he has found that, with his experience, he cannot glean any useful information from Lin Feng.