Chapter 560: The Badly Hit Potato Brother

At noon on the 19th, Lin Feng returned to Yanjing.

Zhao Xiaoyang stayed for lunch, then drove Lin Feng's bike out for a spin.

He called it a spin, but actually he went to pick up girls.

Lately he's been with a minor star, and they've both made entertainment news.

When Lin Shi Yi was born a few days ago, Wang Yu also went to Hangzhou and asked Lin Feng to say a word about Zhao Xiaoyang.

Lin Feng said nothing.

He can't handle this matter.

If a woman can't control her own man, she can only let go, choosing to turn a blind eye.

Since you benefit from Zhao Xiaoyang's money and the superior material life after graduation, you must endure a man's fickleness.

Even Qi Yao's brother Qi Lei, such an honest fellow, didn't he get into trouble too?

After being set up, he should be honest for a year or two.

But after a few years, it becomes a feeling of the left hand touching the right hand, and he can still stay honest.

Impossible.

Unless his pockets are empty.

Wang Yu's correct approach is to pretend not to know and take good care of the household.

Men mixing outside always get mentally exhausted at times.

Once exhausted, they return to family… of course, it's cyclical.

When truly exhausted, probably after passing fifty, they simply can't keep playing.

Of course Lin Feng didn't tell Wang Yu these words; Wang Yu had to experience them himself.

Liu Cangyun and Yun Luan went to handle matters in the company.

After taking a phone call, Yang Caiwei grabbed Lin Feng and wanted to go out.

Because Yang Yu had returned.

It is said his mood wasn't very good.

"Caiwei, if I go like this, my dad won't get angry, right? What if he gets sick from anger…"

Lin Feng was very worried.

But before he could finish, Yang Caiwei laughed and said, "He won't!"

"Hm?"

Lin Feng looked puzzled.

Yang Caiwei laughed and said, "Senior brother, let me learn my dad's manner from you!"

"Ahem!"

Yang Caiwei coughed twice.

Then, pretending an old, haughty demeanor, she shook her head, sighed, and said, "Alas, I'm old! I'm really old! I never expected that after a half‑life of hunting geese, when retirement came I was pecked in the eye by a goose."

The reason Potato Brother sighed like this,

was because he finally realized he had been schemed by Zhang Shangxun.

Before and after the action, he was full of vigor, mobilizing hundreds of billions of dollars, arranging plans calmly, with a heroic air like pointing at the rivers and mountains.

In the end, when things were over, the mist in the mountain finally lifted.

The biggest profit this time wasn't the capital he controlled, but Zhang Shangxun's Tai Xun Group.

Then he suddenly understood that he had been used by the young Zhang Shangxun.

Before, he looked down on Zhang Shangxun, thinking that compared to Lin Feng, Zhang Shangxun was like a yellow‑haired child.

Now he realizes that compared to Lin Feng, Zhang Shangxun's methods are no worse at all.

Before, the pitiful daughters of Lin Feng all fell into their hands.

This time in Han Guo, it happened again.

Anyway, Yang Yu this time was badly hit, his mindset collapsed.

Older people, once their mindset turns bad, age more quickly.

Yang Caiwei is worried about that.

Therefore, Lin Feng should step in, reveal his identity, and let Potato Brother understand that the opponent he lost to isn't some Han Country person Zhang Shangxun.

It's still Lin Feng.

Originally, Lin Feng had no sympathy for Yang Yu.

That was supposed to be the price Yang Yu paid.

But this fellow may have done good deeds in a previous life, giving birth to such a good daughter as Yang Caiwei.

For Yang Caiwei's sake, Lin Feng wouldn't ignore him.

"Alright!"

Lin Feng nodded in agreement.

"Thank you, senior brother!"

Yang Caiwei, delighted, tiptoed and kissed Lin Feng on the cheek.

Then in a low voice she said, "Senior brother, I will have a child with you."

Lin Feng pinched Yang Caiwei's pretty face and said, "You're still young; let's talk about it in a few years!"

Lin Feng first separated from Yang Caiwei.

Yang Caiwei first returned to the Yang family.

Lin Feng drove Yun Luan's white sports car to the gate of the Yang family's Sihe Courtyard.

The guard old man saw Lin Feng come again and couldn't help but be startled.

I want to see Boss Yang, please pass the word.

Lin Feng said to the guard old man.

The old man answered and notified a few words via walkie-talkie.

Yang Yu was sitting in the study sighing.

The calligraphy he had just written looked devoid of any spirit, as if printed by a machine.

A few more white hairs had appeared on his head.

What made him even more disheartened was... he glanced at Xiao Alcohol sitting aside reading.

Now he could only look, not move.

No longer fragrant, women no longer fragrant.

Yang Yu even planned to give money to women who hadn't borne children and dismiss them.

At the age of approaching sixty, one should properly maintain health to live a few more years.

Just then, the butler walked in and told Yang Yu that Boss Lin had arrived.

Which Boss Lin?

Only after asking did they find out it was Lin Feng.

Upon hearing this, Yang Yu almost cried.

He was already unlucky enough, never expecting this jinx to actually show up.

He knew Lin Feng would never let it rest!

As expected! This time he came to the door.

Is he here to laugh at my jokes?

Yang Yu believed that, given Lin Feng's influence, Lin Feng knew everything that had happened in Han Guo.

And the Sixth Miss?

Yang Yu asked.

The butler replied: "The Sixth Miss came back half an hour ago."

Yang Yu said: "Let her leave quickly, return to Han Guo, and don't casually come back in the future. Also, please invite Boss Lin to the parlor."

Yes!

The butler acknowledged and then turned and left.

After the butler left, Yang Yu's expression was torn.

Should he go see Lin Feng?

A person who has lost his spirit finds his actions no longer as smooth as before.

Xiao Alcohol Zheng Enhui, standing aside, put down the book in her hand and said, "How about I go see him?"

Yang Yu hesitated a moment, waved his hand and said: "Forget it, I'll go see him myself! This time, if he doesn't see me, he won't leave."

Having said that, he stood up, his somewhat stooped figure leaving the study.

After this blow, Yang Yu felt as if he had aged ten years.

Behind him, Zheng Enhui slightly shook her head.