Chapter 650: The brain cannot multitask when dealing with problems

Regardless of whether the Lin family's genes are truly excellent, the family has few descendants, which is a pain point for the Lin family. Regarding having a third child, the Lin family patriarch has been urging it insistently.

This time returning home.

Lin Dongfan has two tasks: first, to persuade Chu Lingxi to become chairman of Zhengtong Capital; second, to hold a small meeting with Chu Lingxi to have a third child.

Since their daughter was born, more than two years have passed.

I don't know what's going on.

Chu Lingxi's belly has shown no movement.

Lin Dongfan once suspected that perhaps after giving birth to their daughter, Chu Lingxi's body had not recovered well, leaving her somewhat weak, making it difficult to conceive a third child.

Only he never suspected that he himself might have a problem.

But he believes diligence can make up for clumsiness.

Therefore…

This time returning home, he worked day and night like an tireless old ox, sowing seeds diligently, hoping to let the patriarch see the Lin family thriving with many descendants before his death.

Three meals a day, skipping one won't kill you.

Only this meeting matter must occur N times a day, not a single session can be missed. As long as one can still get up and catch one's breath, one must bare-armed and work hard. Missing even once is a betrayal of ancestral family law, a sign of not being dedicated.

Each time he rolled off the bed like a lump of mud.

Lin Dongfan would always wearily hold a cigarette, then with devout heart silently ask the heavens: 'This time, it should work, right?'

He has analyzed this problem from the angle of dialectical materialism.

The number of exercises and different exercise methods will affect the final quality! He has also been continually improving this exercise process, seeking progress while maintaining quality and quantity.

However…

Despite having put in effort to this extent.

Half a month later, Chu Lingxi's period arrived as scheduled. This meant that the half month since returning home had been wasted. This made Lin Dongfan extremely vexed, and the more vexed he became, the less resigned he felt.

That night.

Afterward, Lin Dongfan lit a cigarette and confidently muttered: 'With such a good plot of land, I don't believe I can't grow crops; today this position will surely work.'

"I told you to quit smoking and drinking, but you won't listen and stay up late every night; it's weird if you could get pregnant."

Before, when she couldn't get pregnant, Chu Lingxi also felt anxious.

Now she is calmer than anyone, whether it's her natal family or the patriarch's side; those who love to nag have already nagged a thousand times, and she has long practiced the skill of letting it go in one ear and out the other.

She got out of bed, putting on her clothes while saying: 'We've been home for so long, yet you never told the patriarch you wanted me to take over Zhengtong Capital; when do you plan to stop delaying?'

Bringing up this matter.

Lin Dongfan again wore a vexed look: 'If you were pregnant with triplets, everything could be negotiated. But since you haven't conceived, bringing this up to the patriarch will surely earn me a beating.'

"I think you're overthinking it," Chu Lingxi replied dismissively.

Lin Dongfan, however, dared not be careless: "It's really not me overthinking. If you were made chairman of Zhengtong Capital, we would have to cloak Zhengtong Capital in the guise of a state-owned enterprise. Put bluntly, it would be using family influence for private gain. What kind of person is our patriarch? If he found out, he would surely beat me to death."

"Since that's the case, then I won't be this chairman; you find someone else to replace you." Chu Lingxi still replied dismissively.

Lin Dongfan slightly furrowed his brows: "Outsiders, I don't trust them. Let's treat a dead horse as a living one; I'll first go find my aunt to have her sound out the patriarch."

"You're dragging my aunt in as a shield again, but she's not stupid; she certainly won't help you probe." Chu Lingxi laughed.

Lin Dongfan slowly inhaled a puff of smoke.

He confidently replied: "I can't fool the patriarch, nor can I fool my aunt? You first take the child to kindergarten, I'll wait at home, and later we'll go together."

"Okay, then I'll go take the child to school."

Fully dressed, Chu Lingxi turned and left the bedroom.

Lin Dongfan, holding a half-smoked cigarette, went to the master bathroom, squatted for several minutes waiting to finish his business, after washing up he walked to the living room and took a look, instantly feeling a bit dazed.

All he saw was his son Lin Fuxing still lying asleep on the sofa.

His backpack was used as a pillow under his head.

Drool had pooled in a puddle.

Lin Dongfan casually picked up a fly swatter and slapped Lin Fuxing's butt with a smack: 'What time is it, still sleeping? You don't want to go to school, do you?'

In an instant, Lin Fuxing jolted awake as if shocked by electricity.

Seeing his father's stern expression, Lin Fuxing instantly lost all sleepiness, sprang up, slung his backpack over his shoulders, and bolted out the door.

Just as he reached the doorway.

Lin Fuxing stopped again and turned back: 'Wait, aren't you supposed to send me to school?' Facing his innocent little eyes, Lin Dongfan finally realized something seemed off.

Only the two of them, father and son, were at home.

The nanny auntie must have gone to buy groceries; where are the daughter and Chu Lingxi?

Lin Dongfan searched the house.

He saw no one.

Helplessly, he took out his phone and called Chu Lingxi: 'Honey, where did you go? It's already seven o'clock, why haven't you taken the child to school yet?'

"I'm on my way to send the child to school, already on the road, almost at the school gate."

The voice coming through the phone was not only Chu Lingxi's reply but also car honking; it's easy to tell she is driving, stuck in the morning rush hour traffic.

Lin Dongfan broke out in a black line: 'Did you drink too much and forget the baby milk, leaving the baby behind?'

"Wangzai milk? I didn't drink any." Chu Lingxi replied: "That's for kids; I prefer plain milk."

The more Lin Dongfan listened, the more speechless he became: 'What I mean is, did you forget you still have a son?'

"Impossible." Chu Lingxi replied.

Lin Dongfan said: 'You're stuck in traffic, right? Please pull the handbrake, then look back to see if someone is missing from the back seat.'

After a moment.

From the phone came Chu Lingxi's startled exclamation: 'Ah! Honey, the son is missing!'

!!! Lin Dongfan had a black line on his head, his whole body nearly turned to stone: "Don't panic, I didn't lose him. He fell at home—hurry back and pick him up."

I'm stuck here with nowhere to turn around, husband—bring him over.

Me bring him?

What else? Are you going to let him come on his own? What if he gets lost?

Now I just want to know why you left him at home.

How would I know? Earlier I was holding my daughter and walking ahead, I thought my son was behind me and would get in the car himself—who knew he didn't catch up.

Didn't you check whether anyone was in the car before you drove?

I did look.

You looked, so why did you leave the son at home?

At that moment I saw he hadn't gotten in the car, I even shouted, telling him to hurry up and get in. Later my mom called, I answered. After the call, I drove off—who knew he hadn't gotten in.

Honey, we should hire a nanny.

Why?

No reason—I'm worried you'll get tired; I hope you can sleep in every morning and wake up whenever you like.

Haha, honey, I love you.

All right, happily decided—wait for me at the school gate; I'll bring the son over right away.

After hanging up, Lin Dongfan shook his head and sighed.

It's not that I'm worried about the children; I'm worried about Zhengtong Capital's future. Handing Zhengtong Capital over to Shabaitian to manage—this damn thing seems like a huge gamble.