Chapter 85: Filled with Unwillingness

"I didn't expect Master Lin to also be able to treat mental illness."

Hearing this sarcasm, Li Xueying, who was still howling and crying, immediately closed her mouth.

After reacting, Li Xueying was furious, pointing at Zheng Zemin and cursing, "You old man, how dare you say I'm sick? Do you know who I am? Apologize immediately."

Zheng Zemin, however, didn't care, "Who you are, what does it have to do with me?"

Then, he turned to Zhang Yongling and teased, "Oh, she's your wife? It seems her 'illness' is quite serious; you must let Master Lin treat her properly."

Zhang Yongling was speechless for a moment, stammering and unable to say a word.

Zheng Zemin, as a businessman, had always been eloquent. Seeing this, he continued to tease, "Yo, so you also stutter? But Master Lin can definitely cure this little problem."

Just as Zhang Yongling was embarrassed, Lin Yu tapped lightly on his back, and Zhang Yongling was finally able to speak, "You're talking nonsense..."

"Enough." Lin Yu couldn't stand this chaotic situation anymore and shouted to stop it.

The courtyard finally quieted down. At this time, a refined elderly man walked into the shop and looked at Zheng Zemin in shock, "This is a door made of golden silk nanmu, it's simply a priceless treasure. Whose shop is this? Can this door be donated?"

Hearing the words "priceless treasure," Li Xueying's expression improved instantly, and she jumped up from the ground.

"This shop is mine, the door is not for rent but can be sold. How much are you willing to pay?" The elderly man thought Li Xueying was the shop owner and directly offered a price.

"Buying is also fine, I can give up to 50 million, is this price enough?" Li Xueying responded with a smile after being slightly surprised.

"Enough, enough, you can take the door away right now." Wu Shuping was shocked by such a scene and shouted angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about."

The elderly man was stunned for a moment, and Zheng Zemin stepped forward to explain, "He Lao, you misunderstood. This shop belongs to Master Lin, not her. Moreover, Master Lin doesn't intend to sell this door, otherwise, he wouldn't have invited you to repair it."

Hearing this, Li Xueying retorted angrily, "Who said it's not mine? I say it's mine, so it is. As long as the 50 million arrives, this door belongs to you, let's see who dares to stop it."

Thinking of that huge sum of money, Li Xueying's attitude became tough, and she specifically emphasized, "My daughter is Zhang Yuru of the Zhang Group, and her word counts in Huacheng. As long as you bring the money, no one will stop you from taking this door away."

This time, He Lao didn't easily state his position, but asked Zheng Zemin, "Old Zheng, whose words should I believe?"

Zheng Zemin replied with a smile, "Of course, believe my words. Can't you see that there's something wrong with her?"

He Lao suddenly realized, "Oh, so that's how it is, no wonder I offered 50 million and she agreed. Even if this golden silk nanmu door is damaged, it could exceed 100 million at auction."

When hearing the number "100 million," even Zhang Yongling was stunned, and Li Xueying was so excited she nearly lost her mind. She regretted not taking back this shop in time after Lin Yu and Zhang Yuru divorced.

Thus, Li Xueying rushed toward Lin Yu, grabbed his collar, and roared, "You left voluntarily giving up everything, this house should have been ours. Now go to the Real Estate Bureau to transfer the title immediately."

Facing such an unreasonable request, everyone felt it was incredible.

Wu Shuping clenched her fists, wanting to teach Li Xueying a lesson, but was stopped by Lin Yu's gaze.

Zhang Yongling was equally jealous. Although his daughter Zhang Yuru was said to have a net worth of billions, in reality, her liquid funds were not much.

Considering that the value of just one door of Zhongcaotang exceeded 100 million, and other doors and windows might also be worth a fortune, the usually gentle Zhang Yongling also became tough, pushing Lin Yu and demanding an immediate transfer.

Lin Yu looked helpless. After the news that Miao Street was about to be demolished spread, the Zhang family actually came to his door. He could only answer with a bitter smile, "Sorry, I can't give you this shop."

Li Xueying retorted angrily, "How can you not give it? Just take the property deed to the Real Estate Bureau to transfer it."

Lin Yu sneered and explained, "Because this house is not owned by me personally, my parents' names are also on the property deed."

Li Xueying said unreasonably, "As long as your name is on it, it's yours, go transfer it now."

Just as the two sides were deadlocked, the sound of an ambulance came from outside.

Immediately after, several doctors in white coats rushed into the shop, and one of them pointed at Li Xueying and Zhang Yongling and shouted, "They should be the people we are looking for, take them away quickly."

Hearing this, everyone was stunned.

The next second, Li Xueying and Zhang Yongling were pressed to the ground by these doctors and put into straitjackets unique to mental patients.

"Who are you? Why are you arresting us? It must be a mistake."

The two struggled and shouted, nearly falling into madness.

The doctors responded simply, tightly controlled them, and dragged them toward the ambulance.

Lin Yu and the others witnessed all this, completely confused.

At this time, Chu Yueyun walked out of the room lazily and said with a smile, "My strategy is not bad, right? Master Lin, how do you plan to thank me?"

Lin Yu looked at her suspiciously and asked, "You called the ambulance from the mental hospital? Wait, why haven't you left yet?"

Chu Yueyun looked up playfully and laughed, "None of your business, I still have to stay for a few more days, my illness hasn't been cured yet."

Obviously, Chu Yueyun was deliberately refusing to leave. And Lin Yu had also been full of troubles recently; in the days after the divorce, there was hardly a day of peace.

Just at this moment, a worker who was repairing the wooden door ran over and said to He Lao, "Professor He, some things were found in the interlayer of the door, please come and take a look."

Everyone came to the shop and saw a golden flat box hidden in the interlayer of the dismantled wooden door.

The box was very heavy, obviously made of pure gold, and a line of characters engraved on it shocked Lin Yu greatly: "Sixth Year of Wanli in the Great Ming Dynasty..."

Seeing these characters, Lin Yu immediately took the box and turned to return to the backyard.

He Lao chased after him and requested, "Master Lin, can you let me take a look?"

But Lin Yu ignored him and walked straight into his room.

Zheng Zemin helplessly grabbed He Lao's hand and persuaded him softly, "He Lao, don't be anxious. As long as the item is still with Master Lin, there will always be a chance to see it again."

Although filled with unwillingness inside, He Lao still responded, "I just looked at this wooden door carefully, and I feel it has more than a hundred years of history."

Hearing this, Zheng Zemin's heart tightened, and he hurriedly asked, "Then how many years old is it exactly?"

He Lao pondered for a moment and then said slowly, "At least four hundred to five hundred years, and it might even exceed five hundred years."

This discovery shocked Zheng Zemin greatly and also made Wu Shuping, who was beside him, feel very surprised.

"This is impossible, I remember Lin Yu's grandfather saying when I was a child that this was about a hundred years ago..." Wu Shuping wanted to refute. ===== CHAPTER 86 =====