Chapter 168

Lin Meng waited anxiously for news from Ye Heng and Ye Fan, occasionally glancing at the door of the third space; everything was very peaceful.

Three days passed, and at noon that day, Lin Meng received a long-overdue phone call.

After hanging up, a hint of strangeness appeared on Lin Meng's face.

How did Fifth Lord Qin know she bought a house in Jing Shi?

Although this stylish uncle was a former creditor, Lin Meng never disliked him; on the contrary, she rather liked his unrestrained, righteous nature.

Just for daring to lend five million to a rural old man, and for years only doing civil collection without ever showing up to smash things, he is far better than others.

When Fifth Lord Qin said he would come to Jing Shi to find her, Lin Meng readily gave him the address of the island villa and notified the butler Bai Liu.

That night, Fifth Lord Qin came speeding on a flashy motorcycle with blaring music, noisily rushing to Lin Meng's home.

From far away Lin Meng heard the heavy metal music; opening the door, she saw Fifth Lord Qin recklessly speeding, while poor Bai Liu chased desperately behind, his face full of despair.

Those living here are all worth over a hundred million; is this old guy trying to get himself killed?

Lin Meng covered her face, unable to watch; after not seeing him for a while, this uncle had become even more unrestrained, practically begging for a beating.

After finally stopping and turning off the sound system, Fifth Lord Qin grinned and waved at Lin Meng.

"Girl, I brought you a housewarming gift; come lend a hand."

Lin Meng was dazzled by his porcelain teeth, feeling a bit unaccustomed; hearing this, she steeled herself and went forward.

At this point, butler Bai Liu finally arrived, panting; his sightseeing car couldn't match the motorcycle, and besides his eardrums being assaulted, his body and mind had endured an extreme ordeal.

"Sir, please don't blast music anymore; you know you're disturbing the peace, right?"

Fifth Lord Qin didn't even glance at Bai Liu, letting out a cold snort.

"A real man's entrance must be spectacular; you're still too young, kid. When you reach my age, you'll know how precious it is to do as one pleases."

Bai Liu: "……"

Lin Meng: "Uncle, can we at least save some face? This isn't being free-spirited; it's shameless, doing whatever you want just to attract the cops' attention."

"Whatever you want, I don't care, but don't come at me like this; I'm a little scared."

Qin Feng gave Lin Meng a dark glare, his handsome face bore a hint of fate.

"You little thing, I came all this way to see you, and you're so heartless."

Bai Liu brought the person over, exchanged polite greetings with Lin Meng, then left.

Qin Feng narrowed his eyes at Bai Liu's back, then coldly said to Lin Meng:

"Girl, be careful of that guy; he definitely has feelings for you."

Lin Meng looked puzzled; she had hardly spoken a few words to Bai Liu, and he had shown nothing toward her.

"Uncle, when did you become so suspicious by nature?"

"Don't doubt it; men understand men best. In a place where only the elite come and go, it's easy to breed ambition, especially since Bai Liu is quite good-looking and tall, and you're a single little rich lady—just think about it deeply......"

Lin Meng: "……"

Qin Feng was also worried about her safety; Lin Meng thought for a moment and nodded.

"I'll be careful; where's my housewarming gift?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Feng lifted the trunk and pulled out a turtle.

"Haha, I'm giving you a turtle to ward off evil."

Lin Meng's outstretched hand froze in midair, and she silently stepped back.

Seeing Lin Meng's disdain, Qin Feng couldn't help but say:

"Don't underestimate this old turtle; it's nearly a hundred years old, older than your deceased grandfather, it can guard the house—I'll set it up for you, you don't need to tend it, just let the servants take care of it."

Lin Meng: "I have no servants; it's just me."

Qin Feng looked at Lin Meng in disbelief, then at the three-story villa before him with a floor area of over a thousand square meters.

"Living in such a big house, why not hire a few more maids? Are you afraid to be alone?"

Lin Meng nodded, "Maybe that's the consideration; besides, I'm used to being alone—I have hands and feet, I don't need anyone to wait on me."

Qin Feng thought it over and didn't say more, after all he knew Lin Meng had many secrets, and having outsiders in the house would indeed be inconvenient.

Lin Meng led Qin Feng inside, and the old turtle was quickly placed at the entrance.

After entering, Qin Feng behaved appropriately, not wandering around but sitting down in the living room.

"Not bad, really not bad; you girl have also turned things around."

Who would have thought that a rural girl once millions in debt would suddenly become a wealthy lady able to afford a billion-dollar mansion, even he couldn't help but envy.

Lin Meng didn't take the praise to heart, after all she knew that without her grandfather's dream, she would still be nothing.

"Uncle, did you come just to bring me the turtle?"

Fifth Lord Qin shook his head and said with a smile:

"Of course not; I naturally came to Jing Shi to discuss business. Do you still remember Lingyue Jewelry? She plans to take over my two jewelry cities in Yun Cheng."

Lin Meng exclaimed, "Uncle, those jewelry cities bring in rent that fills the pot—why would you want to sell them?"

Qin Feng has many properties in Yun Cheng, too many for Lin Meng to count.

But as she knew, those two jewelry cities are prime feng shui spots, collecting rent that comes easy, a lying-down money-making business—yet Qin Feng actually wants to give them up?

Qin Feng didn't mind, being quite nonchalant.

"It's just a bit of private property; sell it if sold—I plan to develop in Jing Shi."

Lin Meng stared at Qin Feng in surprise; the local tyrant of Yun Cheng isn't staying put, he wants to drift to Jing Shi?

"I plan to open a martial arts school; to be honest, I've always had a martial arts dream, I practiced a few years as a child, but later I had to return home to inherit the family business."

Upon hearing this, Lin Meng widened her eyes again; the information was quite a lot.

I had thought Fifth Lord Qin was a self-made big brother in society, but didn't expect he was also a rich second-generation.

However, Qin Feng's physique does look like that of a martial practitioner, though he might just be a half-baked one.

Qin Feng again said:

"When one reaches middle age, those former dreams ought to be realized; anyway, I've made enough money, but chasing dreams is more interesting."

Lin Meng couldn't help but raise her thumb, saying:

"Uncle, this isn't a mid-life dream; this is a mid-life rebellion."

"However, Uncle, what procedures are needed to open a martial arts school in Jing Shi? Is it easy to handle?"

Speaking of opening a school, an idea suddenly popped into Lin Meng's mind.

She could also open a school, recruiting talented trainees to cultivate.

The Aperture-Opening Pill is of little use to her; better to establish a cultivation university, with her as president, so that in the future experts will be everywhere, a single call will gather her disciples and students—how awesome is that?

Moreover, she has been idle lately and has also pondered her future development.

Starting a company is not difficult for her, but her ambitions lie elsewhere; there are plenty of ways to make money.

If she continued to rely on a few spaces as a middleman, wealth would naturally not be a problem, but over time it would become boring.

Having cultivated immortality, she will have a long lifespan ahead, so she must find something meaningful to do.

Founding a cultivation university might be a good idea...