24: Chapter 24 Old Deng? Brother?

Afterwards, he opened the young masters' group chat and sent a message: "Everyone, does anyone know a capable car dealer? I want to buy a car."

As soon as the message was sent, a familiar young master immediately replied: "Brother Yu, I know someone who deals in luxury cars. His connections are definitely solid. I'll push your Green Bubble to him; make sure to accept the verification request."

Lin Yu replied with thanks. Watching the streetscape rapidly receding outside the car window, a faint smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

Just past six in the evening, the setting sun dyed the floor of the Chu family living room a warm gold. Chu Zhenghong had rarely set aside the overwhelming work at the company and returned home early.

Today was a big day—Director Chu Yao's boyfriend was coming to the house for a formal introduction.

His wife, Wang Mei, had been in the kitchen since three in the afternoon. The range hood hummed as the kitchen wafted with the aroma of dishes, mixed with the fresh scent of steamed fish, filling the entire house. As soon as Director Chu Yao got off work and entered, she set down her bag, tied on an apron, and slipped into the kitchen to help her mother. Washing vegetables, chopping green onions, plating dishes—the mother and daughter were busy and having a great time.

"Yao, is that boyfriend of yours actually reliable?" Wang Mei couldn't help but nag while flipping vegetables with a spatula. "Don't let him be all talk and no action."

"Mom, don't worry. Lin Yu is a really good person, steady and attentive." Director Chu Yao placed the washed bok choy into a plate, a smile she couldn't hide tugging at her lips. "You'll see for yourself in a moment."

Chu Zhenghong sat on the living room sofa, seemingly calm as he flipped through the newspaper, but his ears were perked up, and he glanced toward the door from time to time. He only had this one daughter, raised in the palm of his hand, and now that she was being taken away by some other guy, he felt both expectant and filled with an indescribable awkwardness.

Seeing that the time was about right, Director Chu Yao wiped her hands and said to her parents: "He should be here soon. I'm going downstairs to meet him."

She had just reached the entryway and her hand had just touched the doorknob when a crisp, measured knock sounded: "Knock, knock, knock."

Director Chu Yao's eyes lit up. She walked quickly to the video doorbell, and sure enough, the clean-cut, tall figure stood on the screen—Lin Yu. He was in simple casual wear, his aura clean and steady, carrying carefully prepared gifts with a gentle smile in his eyes.

"He's here, he's here!" Director Chu Yao hurriedly pressed the unlock button and pulled the door open, her tone full of joy. "I was just about to go downstairs to get you. Come in quickly!"

She stepped aside to let Lin Yu in, then bent down to take a pair of brand-new men's slippers from the shoe cabinet. "Wear these, just bought them." As she said this, she took the things he was carrying.

Hearing the commotion, Wang Mei and Chu Zhenghong in the house immediately stopped what they were doing and walked to the entryway one after the other.

Director Chu Yao smiled and stepped aside to introduce him, her voice sweet and soft: "Mom, Dad, this is my boyfriend, Lin Yu."

Lin Yu bent down to change into the slippers, straightened up, and looked up, his gaze colliding squarely with Chu Zhenghong, who was walking in front.

The moment their eyes met, the air seemed to freeze instantly.

The next second, two voices blurted out almost simultaneously—

Lin Yu's pupils contracted slightly, and he subconsciously shouted: "Old man?"

Chu Zhenghong also widened his eyes and blurted out: "Little brother?"

"..."

Wang Mei was still holding the spatula, standing there with a head full of question marks.

The smile on Director Chu Yao's face froze instantly. She looked at Lin Yu, then at her own father, with a blank expression.

Old man? Little brother? What kind of bizarre terms of address were these? It was their first time meeting; why were they calling each other so strangely?

Chu Zhenghong was the first to recover from the shock. His expression shifted between green and white, then he suddenly slapped his thigh, stepped forward, and reached out to wrap his arm around Lin Yu's shoulder, with enough force to almost lift him up. "Let's go, let's go, Little Yu. We men need to have a private talk!"

Without waiting for Lin Yu to retort, and without waiting for Wang Mei and Director Chu Yao to react, Chu Zhenghong half-dragged and half-hugged Lin Yu out the door, and with a "bang," he pulled the door shut behind him.

Inside the door, the mother and daughter looked at each other, completely dumbfounded.

"...What is Dad doing?" Director Chu Yao asked, looking bewildered.

Wang Mei also frowned: "These two, they look like they've known each other for a long time, don't they?"

Chu Zhenghong dragged Lin Yu all the way to the stairwell. Confirming there was no one around, his face sank instantly.

He let go, then suddenly grabbed Lin Yu by the collar, pinning him against the cold wall. With a fierce look in his eyes, he lowered his voice and roared: "Lin Yu! You've got some nerve! You have so many women around you, and that's not enough? You actually came to mess with my daughter?"

Though Lin Yu was being grabbed by the collar, he didn't panic at all. His expression remained calm, and he even lifted his chin slightly: "Old man, don't get excited. Let's talk properly; getting physical is so unsightly."

"Unsightly?" Chu Zhenghong was so angry that the veins on his forehead were bulging. He said, his voice squeezed through his teeth: "Let me tell you, I, Chu Zhenghong, only have this one precious daughter. She will never share a husband with others. Give up on that idea!"

A faint smile tugged at the corner of Lin Yu's mouth. His tone was flat but carried absolute confidence: "I didn't know Director Chu Yao was your daughter. Even if I did, so what? Love is free, understand? Besides, don't you want your investment anymore?"

"Are you threatening me?" Chu Zhenghong gritted his teeth. "I'm telling you, even if the company goes bankrupt, I won't hand my daughter over to someone like you!"

"Not a threat, just stating facts." Lin Yu remained calm.

Chu Zhenghong was so angry that his temples were throbbing. Just as he was about to scold him again, Lin Yu added lightly: "Also... does Auntie know about the time you were at the mall accompanying that beautiful lady to buy clothes?"

As soon as these words came out, Chu Zhenghong froze instantly.

The anger on his face receded like a tide, replaced by embarrassment and a guilty conscience.

He stared at Lin Yu for three seconds, then finally let go resentfully. He even reached out unnaturally to smooth out Lin Yu's wrinkled collar, gave a dry cough, and his tone did a 180-degree turn: "...Ahem, let's go, back home to eat! The food is going to get cold."

That tone, that attitude—it was as helpless as it could be.

Lin Yu raised an eyebrow and followed Chu Zhenghong as he turned back, a hint of a smile hidden in his eyes.

Back inside the house, the tense atmosphere from just moments ago seemed as if it had never existed.

Both men wore natural smiles on their faces, sitting together and chatting happily, just like old friends of many years.

Although Wang Mei and Director Chu Yao were still murmuring to themselves, seeing the two getting along so well put their minds at ease.

At the dining table, the more Wang Mei looked at Lin Yu, the more pleasing he became—handsome, well-spoken, gentle and attentive to her daughter, and polite.

Chu Zhenghong explained with a smile: "Little Yu and I, we knew each other before; we have business cooperation. He even decided earlier to help our family company overcome its difficulties."

Wang Mei smiled until her eyes narrowed into slits, continuously picking food for Lin Yu: "Little Yu, eat more, don't be polite, just treat this like your own home!"

Director Chu Yao also looked sweet, her expression toward her mother full of pride, as if to say, "How about my taste?"

Ding! Director Chu Yao's Intimacy + 5. Current Intimacy: 67.

No one was drinking, so the meal didn't last too long. Lin Yu kept saying that Auntie's cooking was delicious. Wang Mei was extremely happy, and the atmosphere was warm and harmonious.

After the meal, the family sat in the living room drinking tea and chatting for half an hour. Lin Yu checked the time and stood up, preparing to leave.

He looked at Director Chu Yao, his tone natural: "Yao, the car I ordered recently will take a few more days to arrive. Can I borrow your car for a few days?"

Director Chu Yao didn't even think about it; she took a heavy car key directly from her bag and handed it over.

On the key, the striking G-Wagon logo was dizzying.

Chu Zhenghong caught a glimpse of it and was stunned for a moment: "Yao! I was wondering why there's been a brand-new G-Wagon parked downstairs these past two days. So it's yours?"

Director Chu Yao's cheeks flushed slightly, and she leaned against Lin Yu sweetly: "It's what Lin Yu bought for me, 3.5 million in full."

"3.5 million?! In full?"

Wang Mei's eyes lit up instantly. The way she looked at Lin Yu was as satisfied as could be; she had already accepted this son-in-law in her heart.

Chu Zhenghong also nodded secretly in his heart—this kid is truly generous to his daughter, acts with style, and his attitude is sincere. It seems he truly cares for Director Chu Yao.

Lin Yu bid farewell to their family, and Director Chu Yao stood up to see him downstairs.

Walking all the way to the side of the G-Wagon, Director Chu Yao opened the car door, and the two of them sat inside together.

Lin Yu turned his head to look at the girl beside him with slightly flushed cheeks, the smile in his eyes deepening. He reached out and gently wrapped his arm around her waist, his tone playful: "How did I do today? I didn't drop the ball, did I?"

Director Chu Yao rolled her eyes prettily: "It was just passable."

As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Yu lowered his head and suddenly sealed her lips.

The gentle yet possessive kiss instantly made Director Chu Yao's mind go blank, then she slowly closed her eyes and reached out to wrap her arms around his neck.

The two kissed deeper and deeper, the temperature gradually rising.

Lin Yu's hand moved down along her waist unconsciously, his movements gradually becoming restless. His palm caressed her smooth thigh, and his fingertips gently probed into the hem of her skirt.

The sudden touch gave Director Chu Yao a start, and she instantly sobered up from the passion.

Her cheeks were burning, and she hurriedly pushed Lin Yu away, frantically adjusting her clothes. Her eyes were flustered and shy: "I... I'm going back upstairs first!"

Without waiting for Lin Yu to say anything else, Director Chu Yao pushed open the car door and, like a startled little rabbit, fled back to the apartment building in a panic.

Lin Yu watched her fleeing figure, gave a low laugh, "You brat, running again!" He took out his phone, accepted a newly requested friend verification—it should be that car dealer—and then started the car, slowly driving away from the residential complex.

Arriving downstairs at Su Qingxue's home, the call was answered quickly. From the other end came Su Qingxue's gentle and expectant voice: "Lin Yu!"

"Yeah, I'm downstairs at your place. Come out, I'm taking you to eat barbecue."

Half an hour later, the night market barbecue stall was filled with smoke and fire.

Lin Yu pushed the skewers and chicken wings, sizzling with oil, in front of Su Qingxue. Looking at her obedient appearance as she ate in small bites, his eyes were soft.

Su Qingxue was eating happily, and she rubbed her little belly, feeling very satisfied.

After finishing the barbecue, Lin Yu dropped her off at home. Mr. Su had gone to the hospital to accompany her grandmother, so the house was quiet and tidy.

As soon as she entered, she turned and hugged Lin Yu tightly, burying her cheek in his chest. Her voice was soft, carrying a hint of grievance and dependency: "Lin Yu, I've missed you so much these past few days... I've thought it through. I don't care about anything anymore, as long as you treat me well for the rest of your life and stay by my side, that's enough."

Lin Yu gently patted her back, soothing her in a low voice.

The night deepened, and the warm yellow light enveloped the room. The two embraced, sinking together into the gentle night.

Lin Yu woke up to find the space beside him empty. He looked at his surroundings, got up, and walked out of the bedroom. From the kitchen came the faint sound of a spatula clinking. Su Qingxue stood in front of the stove wearing an apron, the morning light outlining her soft silhouette, her earlobes still tinged with an un-faded blush.

"Why didn't you sleep a little longer?" Lin Yu walked over and hugged her gently from behind, his voice raspy from just waking up.

Su Qingxue's body stiffened slightly, then relaxed. Her fingertips gently covered the back of his hand: "I have to go to work; I can't be late." Her tone held a hint of shyness but also revealed firmness: "Go wash up quickly, breakfast will be ready in a moment."

Lin Yu kissed her neck, smelling the faint fragrance on her body. The lingering passion of last night surfaced in his mind—her tension in the darkness, her soft gasps, her initiative, and her final cry for "help"—all made his heart heat up. He obediently let go and went to wash up. At the dining table, the two tacitly avoided mentioning last night's events, but Lin Yu's gaze always made Su Qingxue lower her head in embarrassment.

Lin Yu found it funny: "When you have time in the next couple of days, go look for a house. This old house doesn't have an elevator, it's too inconvenient for Grandmother to get around, and one bathroom isn't enough either."

"Okay!"

After breakfast, Lin Yu dropped Su Qingxue off at the hospital entrance. When she got out of the car, she looked back at him with dependency in her eyes. Watching her walk into the outpatient building until her figure disappeared behind the glass door, he transferred 10 million and then drove away.

When Lin Yu returned to the company, Tang Man was already waiting in the temporary conference room, holding a black folder in her hands. She smiled gently: "Hubby! The company procedures are all done." She handed over the folder, which contained the brand-new business license, company seal, financial seal, etc. "The company is officially registered, and the account has been opened."

Lin Yu opened the folder, his fingertips brushing over the gold-stamped company name, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes. This was a key step in his layout; with this cornerstone, the subsequent plans could unfold.

At this moment, President Wang Ya walked in with Vice President Liu Qingyan, Financial Director Xia Wanxing, and others. The atmosphere in the conference room was serious and full of anticipation. Lin Yu sat in the main seat, his gaze sweeping over everyone present—these were his future core team.

"The company is just starting out; we need to clarify the division of labor." Lin Yu's voice was steady and powerful. "President Wang Ya, you will serve as President of Junlin Capital, fully responsible for company operations and strategic decisions. Vice President Liu Qingyan, you will serve as Vice President, assisting President Wang Ya, with a focus on project expansion. Financial Director Xia Wanxing, you are the Financial Director; manage the company's purse strings well, and every expenditure must be strictly audited. HR Director Lu Zhiyi, you are in charge as HR Director; recruitment and team building are up to you. Investment Director Shen Ruoyao, you are the Chief Investment Officer; investment direction and risk control are in your hands. Administrative Director Tang Xingmian, you will serve as Administrative Director, coordinating logistics and daily management."

He paused: "I myself am the Chairman of Junlin Capital; you can also call me boss. If there are things the company cannot solve, or if you need capital injection, you can come to me." Then he looked at Tang Man: "You will be the Chairman's Assistant, coordinating the work of various departments. All important documents must first pass through your hands; organize them and then submit them to me."