Chapter 307: Don't Indulge Him

"Fine."

Mou Lili unlocked the door and went in.

Her original belongings had already been tidied up and placed inside; next, she just needed to go retrieve the things she had in storage.

Ling Feng said, "A cleaner comes twice a week to tidy up, so you don't need to worry about it."

"I'm not worried, and I don't dare touch the things in here either; every single item looks so expensive."

"That's not what I meant." He wasn't referring to her not being allowed to touch them.

"That's not what I meant either." What she meant was that she truly didn't dare to touch things randomly.

Ling Feng: "..."

Mou Lili went in to take a look around, and she was shocked after just a few glances.

This place was simply her dream home.

The interior decoration was very simple—simple furniture, simple wallpaper—but there was an entire wall of bookshelves.

Although Mou Lili had a tough personality, deep down she also longed for peace and hoped not to be disturbed.

The balcony faced south, warm in winter and cool in summer; in the winter, it would be quite pleasant to sit here, basking in the sun while reading a book.

There were also four rooms here, two of which were empty; she could set them up as a recording studio and record videos or the like there in her spare time.

Mou Lili expressed that she was very satisfied.

Ling Feng could also tell from the look in Mou Lili's eyes that she really liked this apartment.

He blurted out, "How about I buy it from my friend and give it to you?"

Mou Lili said, "Why give it to me? I'm not your mistress. Tell your friend to just treat it as me renting it; I can pay him rent, hmm... as long as it doesn't exceed 5,000 yuan."

To live in a house like this, she could scrimp and save.

Ling Feng said, "I already said no rent is needed. That friend of mine is very wealthy and just wants someone living here to keep the place lively. If you pay, it would really be an insult to him, and if his friends found out, they would definitely laugh at him."

"There are friends like that?" Mou Lili said, "I really want to meet a dozen friends like that."

She tidied up her things as she spoke.

Ling Feng, meanwhile, ordered takeout.

It was already late at night after they finished eating, and Mou Lili asked Ling Feng, "You probably haven't been back in a long time, right? Don't you want to go home and see your family?"

"I should." Ling Feng said while tidying up, "I'll head back in a moment. I'll take this trash down for you."

"Alright," Mou Lili said.

Once Ling Feng left, Mou Lili seemed even happier; she bounced around in every room, lying on the sofa for a while, then going into the room to take out her giant panda plushie for a hug.

However, she fell asleep without realizing it.

Ling Family.

Ling Feng returned home, and the butler, Quan Shu, came over to receive him.

"Have my parents gone to sleep?" Ling Feng asked.

"They have already retired for the night," Quan Shu said.

Ling Feng asked again, "During the time I wasn't home, have they been well?"

"They have been quite well, though they said to just pretend they don't have a son like you."

Ling Feng: "..."

Quan Shu added, "Young Master, you've been playing outside for a long time. The Master and Mistress are very worried about you; they asked you to come back, but you refused."

Ling Feng said, "Sigh, haven't I come back now?"

"The person has returned, but I fear the heart has not." Quan Shu had watched Ling Feng grow up since he was a child and had always said whatever was on his mind.

Ling Feng said, "Never mind all that, I'm going to sleep first, I'm exhausted."

The next day, Quan Shu came to wake Ling Feng up.

Ling Feng checked the time, "It's only 8 o'clock, Quan Shu, why are you waking me up so early?"

Quan Shu said, "It's time for breakfast. The Master and Mistress are both waiting for you. You came back late yesterday, are you not going to have breakfast with them today either?"

Ling Feng had no choice but to climb out of bed, quickly tidy himself up, and run to the dining room.

He put on an enthusiastic expression: "Hi, Mom and Dad, good morning."

Ling Father and Ling Mother only glanced at him indifferently, clearly dissatisfied with him.

Ling Feng didn't care; he sat down and ladled himself a bowl of porridge to drink.

Ling Mother finally spoke: "You still know how to come back?"

"Of course I have to come back, this is my home after all."

"You were gone for over a month; do you know how worried your mother was about you?" Ling Father said.

Ling Feng said aggrievedly, "I'm not a child anymore."

"You know you're not a child, yet you're over thirty years old and still haven't settled down. You act on every whim, and you must have pulled quite a few strings over there this time, right?"

Ling Feng said, "It was all for the sake of helping others. I sponsored children in the mountains to go to school and built bridges for them to make it easier for them to attend class; you could call it poverty alleviation."

"Just this one month, what kind of poverty alleviation is that?" Ling Father snorted.

Ling Mother said, "Poverty alleviation isn't your job; there are plenty of grassroots officials for that. I think you just went to chase girls."

Ling Father: "We've heard about your affairs over there; you're with a woman every single day."

"That woman also went to Han Yangting's house, right? The girls you chase get less and less reliable; the last one was at least a company CEO, capable in her own right, and Han Yangting's sister-in-law. This one comes from a humble background, and there's no one decent in her family."

Ling Feng asked, "You've already investigated everything, so what else is there for me to say?"

Ever since he was a child, they had wanted to control him, but he was determined not to let them.

Ling Feng's unrestrained and dissolute manner was also formed during that period.

Ling Father threw down his chopsticks: "I hope you are just playing around with that woman; you want to marry her and bring her into this house? Don't even think about it."

Ling Feng gave a cold snort: "You say it as if our own family is so noble, as if every woman wants to get in."

"If you don't want to be in it, then leave this family! If it weren't for this family, would you be able to act so recklessly outside?"

Ling Feng drank the porridge in one breath and then said: "I'm full, you two eat slowly."

From childhood to adulthood, he and they had never been able to eat a meal together happily.

After Ling Feng left, Ling Father was even angrier: "He's over thirty, yet he still has no sense of responsibility."

Ling Mu said: "It's better to speak nicely; he is the type of person who responds to soft tactics but not hard ones."

"You just keep spoiling him. Don't spoil him until he's fifty-six and still can't find a wife; then the Ling Family bloodline will end with this generation."

Ling Mu said: "No matter what, I will make him marry and have children within this year."

"Then you had better be quick about it."

Ling Mu was slightly worried.

……

When Ling Feng was leaving the house, Ling Mu called out to stop him.

"Where are you going?"

"I'm going to work. I haven't been to the company in a long time, I need to go check on things."

Ling Mu said: "Can you be a little later? Mom has something to tell you."

"Mom, you're here to persuade me to get married, right? I've already said, I don't want to."

Ling Mu walked up to him and pulled him to sit on a stool to the side: "Mom isn't persuading you; Mom just wants to chat with you for a while."

"Where's Dad?"

"He went to work."

Ling Feng had nothing to talk about with his father, but he could chat a little with his mother.

"Feng'er, Mom always feels that time passes very quickly; in the blink of an eye, you've gone from an infant to such a grown man," Ling Mu sighed.

"Mom, if you have something to say, just say it; I'm in a rush to get to work."

"Mom wants to say that life needs to be continued; generation after generation, this Ling Family bloodline cannot be broken."

"It's not like there's a throne to inherit."

"It is still an outstanding bloodline; think about your great-grandfather."

"But his excellent genes weren't passed down to me, and I don't know which generation they broke off at; I guess it was Dad's generation."

"You child, don't let your father hear you say that."