31: Chapter 30 The Hearts of Parents Are Full of Pity; The Landlord's Foolish Son

Leaving the Library, Lin Feng took a baseball cap out of his backpack and put it on.

He was somewhat of a celebrity now, so he had to keep a low profile; trying to avoid being recognized would save him a lot of trouble.

"Ring, ring..."

His phone in his pocket vibrated and rang.

Lin Feng took out his phone, glanced at the screen, and was completely stunned.

The caller ID showed "Mom."

Memories flooded back like a tide.

In his previous life, he had wasted his four years of university, and after graduation, he was ruined by that pair of scumbags, leading to the destruction of his family.

Lin Feng's father was a truck driver and rarely spent time at home.

His mother was a laid-off worker, and her unemployment subsidy was practically negligible.

The down payment for his marriage to that scumbag Su Qing had been borrowed from relatives.

He clearly remembered that after he was arrested, his parents were very disappointed.

A week before his execution, his mother passed away suddenly from a heart attack.

Upon learning the news of his mother's death while on a transport route, his father lost control of his emotions and drove himself and his truck into a river.

All these tragic consequences were because of Su Qing and Zhao Kai, as well as his own lack of backbone.

Even if in this life he could have absolutely no contact with those two bastards, he still had to actively seek them out and make them pay the price.

Bankruptcy, despair, the destruction of their families—none of it would be spared.

"Ring, ring..."

The phone stopped ringing for a few seconds before starting up again.

"Hello, Mom."

"Xiao Feng, why haven't you called home for over 20 days?"

It was still that familiar, kind voice, filled with concern and worry.

She was terrified he hadn't eaten well at school.

"I've just been busy with my studies, I forgot."

"By the way, I sent you 1,000 yuan for living expenses five or six days ago; you didn't even think to call and ask about it."

"I've been a bit busy lately, I forgot."

"Mom, are you doing odd jobs again?"

"Sigh, expenses at home are high. You still have over two years until graduation, and you'll need to start a family after that; this burden can't just rest on your dad's shoulders alone."

He had been reborn for almost a month, and Lin Feng had never felt as dejected as he did now.

"Mom, it's okay. I'm doing a work-study program now; I'll be able to cover my own living expenses from now on."

"Nonsense, your studies should be your priority right now. Earning money is something for after graduation; you can't put the cart before the horse, son."

"Mom, I know. I will study hard. Tell Dad not to overwork himself."

"Xiao Feng, you've really grown up and become sensible. Mom has to head out now, go do what you need to do."

"Mm."

"Wait, son. There are many girls in university. You won't be young when you graduate, so look around for someone for yourself. If she's suitable, just be together."

"We are still saving up the money for your wedding."

The pity of parental love—only after living a second life did he truly understand it.

His parents had worked hard for most of their lives, thinking they had saved enough for his wedding.

But housing prices skyrocketed, and that money was only enough for the wedding banquet; it couldn't even cover the down payment.

"Son? Son?"

"Mom, I know. There's no rush for marriage; studies are still the priority."

"By the way, if you have any spare money, buy a house first. I heard from a classmate that housing prices will likely skyrocket around 2015."

"Xiao Feng, housing prices are already very high. Will they still rise?"

"My classmate's family is in the real estate business and has insider information. He said the most critical timeline for the upcoming domestic housing price surge is 2015."

"My classmate's family has some connections and influence, they generally wouldn't just make things up."

A sound of objects clattering came from the other end of the phone.

"Xiao Lin, you're studying in a big city; the people you know must be very capable."

"Mom checked, we have 500,000 in savings. When your dad comes back, I'll discuss it with him."

"Mm, Mom, I'm going to class now. That's all for now."

"Alright, take care of yourself."

Hanging up the phone, Lin Feng let out a long breath.

Housing prices in China had experienced several surges, the most recent being between 2009 and 2010.

He had already missed out on that, but fortunately, the epic surge was in 2015, so he still had time.

He would remind his mom; it would be best if they could buy.

If they didn't buy, he could still cover them.

"Screech..."

A piercing screech of brakes rang out, leaving two black tire marks fully two meters long.

A blue Subaru WRX stopped less than five meters from Lin Feng.

Zhang Yan pushed the door open and stepped out, walking toward Lin Feng in a rage.

Although this classic scenario was cliché, the probability of it triggering was high.

Lin Feng had been prepared for this guy to come looking for trouble.

However, the moment he spoke, he left Lin Feng completely bewildered.

"You're still hanging around the Library; you're quite free, aren't you?"

"Qin Yu likes you, I have no objection to that."

"I will silently support whoever she chooses, but is this how you, damn it, act as her boyfriend?"

"I really misjudged you. First you lash out at Zhang Ying, then you catch a wanted criminal, and I heard you've even started a food delivery business lately. You're rumored to be so fierce, yet you can't even protect your own woman."

"Lin Feng, if you can't protect Qin Yu, I will. I don't need a title."

...

Lin Feng was confused; he had been ready to trade blows with this guy.

Yet, damn it, he ended up getting berated by him instead.

With that tone, someone who didn't know better would think Qin Yu was his daughter and he was some damn punk.

"What's going on? I don't even know what happened."

"What happened to Qin Yu?"

Zhang Yan was stunned, his tone unfriendly as he said, "You don't know?"

"What should I know?"

"Damn... you actually don't know that your girlfriend is being bullied by rumors?"

"You're saying someone is spreading rumors about Qin Yu?"

"Otherwise, go check the forum yourself."

"I see."

"Hey, you stop right there! What do you mean 'I see'? I, damn it..."

Lin Feng turned around, his eyes cold as he looked at Zhang Yan.

An invisible aura surged toward him, and Zhang Yan was so scared he couldn't say a word.

"Qin Yu and I are friends, but my friends—Lin Feng's friends—are not for just anyone to bully."

"Stay away from me. I don't need you to teach me what to do."

Zhang Yan was shaken, watching Lin Feng leave until his figure disappeared before he regained his senses.

"So terrifying. What kind of look was that? It was too scary."

In Lin Feng's eyes, there was a sense of world-weariness and killing intent that didn't belong to his age.

Zhang Yan was just a playboy; although he was idle and incompetent, he was actually quite cowardly.

A single look had etched the fear of Lin Feng into his very bones.

"Young Master Yan, Young Master Yan..."

"Damn it, what are you shouting for? How is the investigation going?"

"Nothing found. The person who posted on the BBS is a new account."

"Then why are you still wasting time here? Go check it out for me."

"Oh..."

"By the way, that guy just now was Lin Feng. Should we..."

"Shut up. I'm warning you, don't go provoking Lin Feng..."

"But Young Master Yan, he stole..."

"Is that any of your business? Get lost..."

Zhang Yan was just a playboy, not an idiot.

He really liked Qin Yu, but feelings weren't something you could force.

Besides, Lin Feng always gave him an inexplicable sense of intimidation.

However, even if Qin Yu wouldn't even look at him properly, he still had to find out who was spreading the rumors this time.

In Dorm 502, Lin Feng stared at the latest posts on the BBS, his expression as dark as water.

The entire first page was filled with posts about Qin Yu.