Tan Mingqing quickly returned to take the phone. When he saw the missed call, his face changed slightly. He hurriedly made a call back and walked out of the library in a hurry.
The library was quiet again, but Song Linchu, who was usually focused, was a bit absent-minded and the string of phone numbers flashed through his mind from time to time.
He put down his pen, took out his phone, and opened the search bar on WeChat. He entered the phone number and a name popped up:
[Tan Yue]
Surprisingly, he used his real name as his WeChat nickname.
It seemed that he was a relatively serious and strict man.
However, this also confirmed Song Linchu’s suspicion that he was most likely Tan Mingqing’s wealthy uncle.
The other party’s signature was blank, and the profile picture was not distinctive. If he wanted to learn more, he could only add him on WeChat.
Song Linchu stared at the words “Add to Contacts” for a long time, and then closed the add interface.
Forget it, it’s too ridiculous. He couldn’t do it.
Two days later, the weather became colder, the cold wind was piercing, and the sky was gloomy, indicating that it might snow.
After class in the evening, Song Linchu returned to the dormitory. Only Su Zhan was there, and Li Chang probably went out on a date with his girlfriend.
“Linchu, you’re back just in time. Can you see if this suit fits me?” Su Zhan greeted him as he came in.
Song Linchu then noticed that Su Zhan was wearing a white suit. The suit was finely made, and it suited him very well. Even Su Zhan’s slightly dull features were highlighted.
It turned out that the phrase “clothes make the person” was true.
Song Linchu casually replied, “It fits well.”
“Really? It’s the first time I’ve worn this custom-made suit. I feel uncomfortable all over and I don’t know if I’ll make a fool of myself at the reception the day after tomorrow,” Su Zhan said, taking off the suit carefully.
“Have you been to a reception before?” he asked Song Linchu.
“No,” replied Su Linchu.
“Really? Tan…” Su Zhan had just uttered one word and seemed to realize something. He covered his mouth and laughed. “But there’s nothing good about it. I heard that it’s just some bigwigs socializing and talking business. The rich kids from wealthy families are also there to look for potential partners so it must be boring. If my boyfriend didn’t insist on me going, and the suit wasn’t already ordered for me, I wouldn’t bother to go.”
Song Linchu felt that he was too easygoing. He let Su Zhan, a fool, show off to his face.
If he had a bad temper, he would have slapped Su Zhan a long time ago.
Song Linchu smiled and said, “You still have to go. This way, the reception won’t only be about socializing, talking business, and matchmaking. There will also be jokes to enjoy.”
Su Zhan’s face suddenly changed, “What do you mean by that?”
Song Linchu turned his head and said, “Whatever you think it means.”
“You…” Su Zhan’s face turned red and then white, but then then he smiled and said with a sneer, “I think some people are jealous that they may never have a chance to wear custom-made suits in their lifetime. They’re just envious I’m going to such a high-end reception. Tsk tsk tsk, how pitiful.”
Song Linchu was just about to say something when there was a knock at the door. Then Xu Liang from the next dormitory opened the door and poked his head in. Seeing Song Linchu, he smiled and said, “Linchu, you are here.”
“Mm, what’s the matter?” Song Linchu asked.
“Well,” Xu Liang walked in with one hand behind his back and said a bit sheepishly, “Someone asked me to do this. You know the senior in the Finance Department, He Qishen? He asked me to bring this to you.”
Xu Liang brought his hand out from behind his back, and on it was a delicate gift box with red roses on it, indicating the gift giver’s intentions.
Song Linchu hadn’t spoken yet, but Su Zhan’s face had already changed.
This senior, He Qishen, was a famous rich second generation at their school. His father was a renowned real estate tycoon and had even donated a building to the school. He was undoubtedly wealthy and high-profile.
Song Linchu was good looking, kind-hearted, and talented, so it’s not unusual for people to pursue him. Therefore, the fact that He Qishen liked him wasn’t a big deal.
However, the gift arrived just after Su Zhan finished his speech, which was like a slap in the face.
He, who was usually confident, felt a little embarrassed and even felt like his tailored suit wasn’t as precious as before.
Song Linchu took a moment to remember who He Qishen was and was surprised that he didn’t recognize him.
He apologized and said, “Sorry, please help me return the gift. Thank you.”
Xu Liang wasn’t surprised by his refusal and didn’t insist. He said, “Okay, then I’ll leave now.”
“Okay.”
After Xu Liang left, Song Linchu ignored Su Zhan and took his pajamas to the bathroom to take a shower. After finishing, he noticed that his coat was a little dirty and planned to take it to the laundry room to clean. Before washing it, he habitually checked the two pockets and found a note in the right pocket.
The note contained a phone number.
It was… the phone number of Tan Mingqing’s uncle.
Song Linchu pursed his lips, and Su Zhan’s smug expression flashed in his mind again.
It was like a mountain chicken marrying into the Phoenix clan, feeling a sense of superiority.
The thought he had suppressed earlier came back, and it was even stronger this time.
Song Linchu realized that he wasn’t just an innocent and kind person. At least at this moment, the malice in his heart was about to overflow, especially when he thought about Su Zhan’s expression when he discovered that his dream of marrying into a wealthy family was shattered.
It would be very exciting.
For this scene, Song Linchu was willing to do it!
Anyway, Tan Mingqing’s uncle was about to die, and he didn’t have that ability. Except becoming a widower, Song Linchu wouldn’t lose anything.
Maybe he could give him some warmth at the end of his life, and let him feel the warmth of the world.
Even if he couldn’t get the inheritance, it would still be satisfying to mess with this pair of dogs.
Song Linchu immediately took out his phone, entered the number, and the add contact interface popped up. It was still the user named Tan Yue, and Song Linchu clicked to add him to his contacts.
He hesitated when entering the verification information.
What should he send to be accepted?
Due to his upbringing, Song Linchu’s personality has always been mild and introverted, and he has never done anything out of line. This proactive attempt to seduce someone was completely unprecedented, and he had no idea what to do.
After thinking for a moment, Song Linchu remembered that Tan Mingqing had told him that his uncle was also a hardcore “face control”, even his secretary and assistant were selected based on their looks, and he preferred those who were enthusiastic and unrestrained.
After hesitating for a moment, Song Linchu selected one of his photos from the album and set it as his profile picture.
For the first message to get verified, he typed a line that sounded passionate and unrestrained with a bit embarrassed, then gritted his teeth and sent it out.
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The next morning at the Aikang Hospital in S city.
In the black card VIP ward on the top floor, a handsome man sat on the hospital bed, reviewing a stack of documents that had been brought in by his secretary.
The man’s appearance was outstanding, and his demeanor was noble and aloof, with the kind if alienation that made it difficult to get close to him. Even in a hospital gown, he could not conceal the oppressive feeling that came with his long-standing position of power, making people not dare to act recklessly.
He was Tan Yue, the patriarch of the Tan family, a giant in the capital market.
In the cruel struggle for power in the Tan family, the man who overcame all difficulties and had used formidable means to overcome numerous obstacles to climb to the top of the power pyramid, was in a hospital gown at this moment and had a sickly pale face.
He had a car accident of some sort awhile ago, and when he was admitted to the hospital, he was found to have a benign tumor in his body, and he underwent surgery to remove it.
With dual illnesses, even though he had always been healthy, he now appeared weak and sickly.
Just then, the door of the ward was knocked twice, and an old man with white hair and a walking stick walked into the room.
Cheng Bin, the personal assistant who was waiting on the side, greeted the old man as he came in. “Grandpa, why did you come here in person again?”
“Isn’t it because I don’t trust this grandson who only cares about work?” The old man glared at the secretary. “If Xiao Yue isn’t there, the company can’t operate, right?”
The secretary lowered his head, not daring to say that it was Tan Yue himself who had asked him to bring the documents.
Tan Yue handed the documents to the secretary and said, “It’s just a few documents, no big deal. It’s cold outside, you should take care of yourself.”
Grandpa Tan sat down in the chair and took the hot tea that Cheng Bin handed him. He hummed lightly, “Of course I came with a purpose. I won’t beat around the bush. I’ve found someone for you.”
Tan Yue was about to speak, but Grandpa Tan seemed to know what he was going to say and said, “Don’t make excuses. You have time to chat on WeChat while you’re recovering. This child is someone I’ve carefully selected. You’ll definitely like him.”
“……”
“It’s not that I’m forcing you, but you’re all alone and surrounded by wolves. If it weren’t for me keeping an eye on you after your car accident, you wouldn’t even have a trusted family member to rely on. My health is getting worse and worse, and if I don’t find you a companion, I’ll be too embarrassed to face your parents.”
The old man’s eyes were a little red as he spoke.
In fact, although the old man always complained about Tan Yue’s life affairs often, he never interfered.
He was really afraid this time and he decided to intervene.
He was afraid that after he passed away, there would be no one to sign his grandson’s surgical consent form.
At this point, Tan Yue couldn’t say the words of refusal that he had intended to say. Instead, he said, “I’ll listen to your arrangements.”
Grandpa Tan immediately smiled and introduced him, “He’s still a university student, a top student from a prestigious university. I’ve met him before, and he’s very handsome. I gave him your WeChat, so add him.”
Tan Yue took out his phone and opened WeChat.
There was indeed a little red dot in the new friend section of WeChat, indicating that he had a friend request.
“I heard that this child is outgoing and enthusiastic, and his personality complements yours. Have you added him?”
Tan Yue’s expression froze for a rare moment.
The person who added him had a profile picture of a strikingly good looking boy. If it was really him, then his grandfather’s description was too modest. This wasn’t just handsome, it was excessively so.
However, that wasn’t the point.
The point was the verification message from the other person:
[Gege, do you think I’m handsome? (O3O)~ I want to live in gege’s friend list~]
Indeed, the person was very enthusiastic and proactive.
I just died of embarrassment after reading that text 💀💀
Oho i like this kind of miscommunication 🤣
Oop-well I guess this will work Haha
Im thinking what text he send and finally read the last sentence my mind went buzzzz lol what the hell HAHAHAHHAHAH
*misunderstanding lol its my fingers that’s malfunctioning AHAHAHA
Ohh the only understanding that I like at this moment 😆
hehe. miscommunication 😀
Thanks for the translation