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Around 5:30 p.m., Meng Qingyao received a call from her older brother, Meng Jingran, asking her to invite Lin Feng and the other two to come back for dinner.

"Okay, I'll be back in a bit!"

Meng Qingyao was actually somewhat reluctant to return to the villa, but she also knew that if she didn't eat this meal today, the elders of the Meng family would probably have a problem with her in the future.

However, what puzzled Meng Qingyao was her older brother Meng Jingran's attitude on the phone. She couldn't quite put her finger on it, but she felt that it was somewhat different from before.

Meng Qingyao didn't think much of it and instead called Lin Feng, Meng Bufan, and Li Zhiheng.

Of the three, Li Zhiheng had long since given up. He was only wearing a vest and was half-lying on the grass, covered in sweat.

Meng Bufan had spent some time in the military, so he was much better off than Li Zhiheng.

Lin Feng was the most relaxed one.

Hearing Meng Qingyao call them back for dinner, Lin Feng was indeed hungry.

"It's only a few o'clock, and they're already calling us back for dinner. Those people in the house are so boring; I'm not even hungry!"

Meng Bufan was reluctant to go back; he didn't really like the atmosphere in the villa's lobby.

Li Zhiheng gave an awkward, bitter smile. After all, a large part of the unpleasantness at the villa today was caused by his mother, Meng Yun, and his sister, Li Shuangshuang.

"Alright, stop nagging. You've overdone it with exercise, that's why you don't feel hungry. Once you get back and rest, you'll know what it means to be starving!"

Lin Feng chuckled and patted Meng Bufan on the shoulder, then called out to Li Zhiheng, "Cousin, how are you? Are you still able to manage?"

"Xiao Feng, what are you saying? How can a man say he can't perform?"

Li Zhiheng smiled, his attitude towards Lin Feng now completely different from when they first met that afternoon.

"That's good, let's go. I'm hungry even if you're not! Besides, it's been a whole afternoon, aren't you thirsty?"

Lin Feng said, half-jokingly.

Li Zhiheng and Meng Bufan exchanged a smile; their mouths were practically parched.

Moreover, after what happened in the afternoon, Li Zhiheng and Meng Bufan became much closer to each other, and the politeness and awkwardness between cousins ​​had diminished considerably.

Lin Feng and Meng Qingyao walked ahead, while Li Zhiheng and Meng Bufan wiped their sweat, draped their clothes over their bodies, and followed behind.

"Cousin, I think my sister's wife is quite nice. What are Grandpa and Uncle thinking? Why do they insist on letting my second sister marry that scumbag Su Mingxuan..."

Meng Bufan already had a high opinion of Lin Feng, so he was eager to find some recognition from Li Zhiheng.

Li Zhiheng listened but remained silent. His cousin, who wasn't involved in the family's business interests, naturally had a simpler perspective. Although he had a good impression of Lin Feng from their afternoon interaction, he also knew that Meng Yuanhe and his group often considered many factors when making decisions, making it difficult to judge right from wrong.

Moreover, after only an afternoon of interaction, it's impossible to make a definitive judgment about what kind of person Lin Feng really is.

However, he was certain that his cousin-in-law was not as simple as they thought.

Seeing that Li Zhiheng did not respond, Meng Bufan was somewhat disappointed, and the budding sense of intimacy he had felt for his cousin vanished considerably.

Soon, the group returned to the Meng family villa one after another.

"Xiao Feng, you're back? Come, come, are you hungry? Sit down and rest for a bit, we'll eat soon."

Upon seeing Lin Feng return, Meng Yuanhe's eyes lit up instantly, and he greeted Lin Feng warmly, ignoring Li Zhiheng and Meng Bufan, who were sweating profusely beside him.

This attitude made Meng Qingyao feel somewhat uncomfortable.

After a moment of surprise, Lin Feng couldn't help but smile knowingly. It seemed that Meng Yuanhe had already had his identity verified.

"Qingyao, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and take Xiaofeng to wash his hands!"

Meng Yuanhe then spoke up again, urging Meng Qingyao on.

"Huh? Oh, oh!"

Meng Qingyao finally came to her senses, her face showing visibly discomfort and confusion, but she still said to Lin Feng, "Come with me, I'll take you there!"

Meng Bufan and Li Zhiheng, who were standing nearby, drank two large glasses of water and then went upstairs to take a shower, feeling extremely uncomfortable from the stench of sweat.

Lin Feng, led by Meng Qingyao, arrived at the first-floor restroom.

"Are you really holding the rank of captain?"

While Lin Feng was washing his hands, Meng Qingyao couldn't help but think back to what had happened before. She could now roughly guess the reason for her grandfather Meng Yuanhe's change in attitude towards Lin Feng.

"You think I'm lying to you?"

Lin Feng looked at Meng Qingyao with a slightly mocking smile and asked in return.

"I...I just didn't expect it..."

Meng Qingyao felt uncomfortable under Lin Feng's gaze and dared not meet his eyes.

"Don't worry, although I haven't checked in for two years, the only rank your grandfather can find out about me is higher than captain, not lower."

Seeing Meng Qingyao's appearance, Lin Feng smiled and said.

After he finished speaking, he looked at himself in the mirror and was momentarily dazed. As the founder of Xiaolong, he had made countless contributions over the years, and his true rank was already unimaginable to the world.

He never coveted these things, so he was never proud of them. The former Xiaolong had his own passion and ambition.

But from the moment we were betrayed by our rear two years ago, all of that has vanished completely.

He saw hope for survival, but those vibrant faces would never return.

"What...what's wrong with you?"

Meng Qingyao could clearly sense that the man in front of her was shrouded in an indescribable sadness.

"It's nothing, I just need to use the restroom. Do you want to come with me?"

Lin Feng turned around and looked at Meng Qingyao with a smile.

"Pah, you scoundrel!"

Upon hearing this, Meng Qingyao's pretty face immediately turned red. She spat at Lin Feng, then turned around and stomped away.

Hearing the urinating sounds coming from the bathroom behind her, Meng Qingyao's cheeks burned even hotter. She really couldn't figure this guy out. Sometimes he gave her an indescribable sense of profound vicissitudes, but many times he suddenly made her feel that he was a bit frivolous.

"Ahem, Yao Yao, I can understand that you've just gotten married, but you should still be mindful of the occasion and place when you're being intimate. You'll have plenty of time when you get back tonight."

Meng Jingran was just carrying the dishes out when he saw Meng Qingyao running out of the bathroom with her head down and her cheeks flushed red. He suddenly realized something, coughed twice, and whispered a reminder to Meng Qingyao.

"what?"

Meng Qingyao's mouth dropped open slightly. After a moment of stunned silence, she grabbed a decorative item from the shelf and threw it at Meng Jingran in a huff.