Second-Generation Heir x Illegitimate Son 17

Yan Qin disappeared.

On the second day after returning from the Lin Family, he took his few belongings, left that villa, and never came back.

The villa's servants called with trepidation on the third day to report this matter. Lin Sui simply acknowledged it, seeming not to take it to heart, and the matter appeared to be glossed over just like that.

All of this was within Lin Sui's expectations, not to mention that the System had specifically notified him the day Yan Qin left.

Yan Qin actually didn't need to participate in the college entrance examination. He had long received recommendations from professors at top-tier universities and could go to a better place.

He hadn't known his mother would pass away from illness this summer vacation, so originally, he hadn't intended to accept them. He didn't hide his strength during the college entrance examination because he wanted to go to an institution of higher learning while still being able to take care of himself and his mother.

If the bond was no longer there, he would naturally make a choice more beneficial to himself. Moreover, just as Lin Sui had said, Yan Qin wouldn't stay for him; instead, he would be even more eager to head to a new world because of him.

It seemed no one cared about Yan Qin's departure, except for Yan Zhou.

He always harbored a grudge against this illegitimate younger brother who was a threat to his inheritance. He had become even more wary of him when he learned that Yan Qin had excellent grades. Therefore, after not seeing Yan Qin by Lin Sui's side for a long time, he couldn't help but ask around.

If Lin Sui had already grown tired of Yan Qin, that would be perfect; his protective umbrella would be gone.

Lin Sui's attitude made him feel exceedingly pleased. He didn't care about that bastard's whereabouts at all, as if Yan Qin's disappearance was no different from losing a stray dog. Or rather, losing a dog would have been a more important matter to him.

But strangely enough, even after mobilizing his connections, Yan Zhou couldn't find out where Yan Qin went. There were no enrollment records of him in any domestic universities, and none of his teachers or friends knew where he went. It was as if he had evaporated from the face of the earth.

He might be missing or might have encountered a misfortune. Yan Zhou thought to himself with vicious resentment: it's best if this bastard died in some unknown place and went to hell along with his mother.

Without this eyesore, Yan Zhou's mood grew increasingly radiant by the day. He wanted to build a good relationship with Lin Sui again, but as Young Master Lin grew older, he became increasingly perverse and didn't spare him any face. Yan Zhou could only give up on the idea.

In the blink of an eye, three years passed.

Warm spring light scattered across the garden. Soft petals soaked in the golden sunlight, exuding a gentle and charming fragrance.

And even more eye-catching than a garden full of spring colors was the young man reading a book on the rattan chair.

The sunlight illuminated his delicate side profile. The gorgeousness mixed with heroic spirit was extremely aggressive, which, paired with his innate arrogance and unapproachable demeanor, made him look like a poisonous flower forged from jade.

Yu Xiang smiled when he saw the book in the young man's hand. Who could have imagined that the living ancestor of the Lin Family would ultimately choose to study biology? Everyone had been greatly shocked when he chose this major.

But what did Young Master Lin say? He said he found the human brain very interesting and wanted to research it. It was as if everything was just a game to him, entirely casual.

This image of someone who should be wearing a white coat and burying themselves in research in a laboratory was completely incongruous with the impression Young Master Lin gave others. Young Master Lin also didn't betray the impression he gave others; although he was admitted to a top university, playing around was still his daily routine. He didn't seem much different from the extravagantly decadent playboy of the past, still high-profile, flamboyant, and overbearing.

Many people in their circle dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak out about his style, but Yu Xiang thought it was nothing.

Wasn't it just booking an entire restaurant for a month and forbidding others from entering because he wanted to dine with a view on the top floor? Wasn't it just betting with someone while racing cars and forbidding the loser from ever entering that track again... Things like this were simply Lin Sui's style.

From head to toe, the word 'kindness' wasn't written on him. He was like a giant python entrenched in the rainforest.

Yu Xiang couldn't bear to disturb this painting of a beauty. He watched quietly for a long while before stepping forward.

"Brother Lin, the agreed time has arrived. My brother and Sister Minmin have already set off. I happened to be on the way, so I'll head over with you."

The youth's cheerful voice broke the quietness of the space, causing Lin Sui to close the book in his hand and look up.

Lin Min got a boyfriend this year. The other party was Yu Hui, the eldest young master of the Yu Family, which started in the energy industry. They met at a cocktail party, had mutual feelings for each other, and confirmed their romantic relationship after being in contact for a period of time.

Yu Xiang was Yu Hui's younger brother, two years younger than him. He was very sunny and enthusiastic. Upon their first meeting, he affectionately called him Brother Lin and would drop by to hang out with him from time to time.

This time, a painter Lin Min liked was holding an art exhibition. She invited him to go see it together, bringing her boyfriend along as well, and Yu Xiang volunteered to join them.

Lin Sui gave a sound of acknowledgment and stood up from the rattan chair.

Someone immediately walked out from the shadows of the garden, took the book from the rattan chair, and followed behind Lin Sui.

"Brother Lin, who is this? How come I haven't seen him before?"

Yu Xiang looked at the handsome and submissive young man behind Lin Sui, his expression somewhat curious.

"A new servant."

Lin Sui didn't say much. Yu Xiang looked at the person's posture and inexplicably felt a bit displeased. He frowned, but then happily led Lin Sui out.

Lin Sui didn't return until late at night. Upon entering the villa, Ye Zhi bent down to change his shoes for him.

His care was extremely meticulous. Having only been here for a few days, he was already clear about some of Lin Sui's living habits and took care of him in every possible way.

Lin Sui had investigated him. Ye Zhi had graduated with a degree in management. He had worked for a year with an average salary, and it just so happened that a servant in the villa resigned for personal reasons, and he was a relative recommended by that servant.

It seemed there was nothing unusual, but when Lin Sui saw him, he felt something was odd.

"Young Master, your bathwater has been drawn."

Ye Zhi was respectful and reverent, and his handsome face was full of a docility that made people feel satisfied.

Lin Sui nodded. He went upstairs alone, took a bath, wiped off the water droplets on his body, and sat on the bed wearing a bathrobe.

He opened the drawer beside the bed. The chain adorned with silver pieces rested quietly inside. The slender silver chain integrated with it coiled to the side, having gathered a layer of dust due to its owner's long neglect.

This bracelet was taken off by Lin Sui three years ago. The dog was gone, so what was the use of holding onto the leash?

Time passed faster than he thought; it had already been three years.

In the book, Yan Qin wouldn't return until seven years later. There was still a long wait.

He hoped Yan Qin's performance upon his return wouldn't disappoint him and wouldn't fail to live up to this long wait.

Lin Sui chuckled softly and closed the drawer.

He turned on his computer, his fingertips clicking on the keyboard in the light and shadows.

The servants in the villa noticed that the Young Master's stay here had recently become longer. Previously, he only returned once or twice a week, but now he came back almost every day.

The servants didn't dare to be careless. They let the newcomer, the young man who served the most attentively, take charge of caring for the Young Master's daily life. They weren't jealous of this job; after all, if serving the Young Master failed to satisfy him, the only result would be dismissal.

Holding a tray in his hand, Ye Zhi knocked on Lin Sui's door.

Following the responding voice from inside, Ye Zhi carefully carried the items in. Looking at the Young Master's slightly wet hair ends, he asked softly, "Young Master, do you need me to help you dry it?"

His eyes were clear and tame, like some kind of well-behaved and obedient small dog.

Lin Sui lazily gave a sound of assent, his eyes resting on the book in his hands, not lifting his head.

Ye Zhi's technique was gentle. He helped Lin Sui dry the moisture from his hair with a towel to the greatest extent possible, then bowed slightly and left the room with the towel.

After he left, Lin Sui closed the book and dialed a number.

"How is it?"

Gao Jing replied, "We've already captured the frequency band using the device and traced it overseas. The approximate address has been sent to your email, Boss."

"Got it."

Lin Sui hung up the phone. When he saw the address, he revealed an intriguing smile.

He had picked up on some clues after interacting with Ye Zhi for a week. Ye Zhi was actually carrying a micro-camera on him. Ye Zhi was very cautious and didn't wear it most of the time, but sometimes that wasn't the case—such as just now.

The corners of Lin Sui's lips lifted slightly. It seemed a certain little dog had grown capable, even daring to do something like this.

Since that was the case, he would have to return the favor properly.

Lin Sui pressed the intercom on the wall device, telling Ye Zhi to come into his room.

"My feet are a bit uncomfortable today. Massage them for me."

Lin Sui sat in his usual spot and moved his feet.

Ye Zhi obediently squatted down. The place he was located at right now was exactly where Yan Qin had squatted to wipe Lin Sui's feet three years ago, except the carpet in the room had been replaced and was no longer how it looked before.

Lin Sui's gaze fell on the third button of Ye Zhi's shirt, his eyes full of keen interest.

At this moment, somewhere across the ocean, someone knocked over the coffee on their desk.

He stared at the fingers touching those fair feet, his eyes gloomy, and dialed a phone number with a cold face.

That was supposed to be his spot.