The Beautiful CEO's Dragon Blood Bodyguard-Chapter 1327: Showing Off in Front of the Rich

A burst of loud laughter echoed from outside the door moments later.

The voice was rugged and hearty, its laughter audible from afar.

"Father, we’ve come to celebrate your birthday!"

Lin Guohao entered with his wife, Zheng Fang, followed by Zheng Fang’s brother, Zheng Tuo, and their niece, Zheng Lili.

After being fired from Lin’s Group by Lin Yingying, Zheng Tuo still worked within the Lin’s Group, though now in one of its subordinate enterprises.

Every year, he made sure to diligently visit Elder Master Lin, still unable to let go of the position he once held.

The Lin’s Group was no longer what it used to be, its scale now more than a hundred times larger than before.

Those who had once held shares were now incredibly wealthy, but Zheng Tuo remained bitter, blaming Long Fei for missing a golden opportunity to strike it rich.

This time, he came bearing lavish gifts. Once inside, the group locked eyes with Long Fei and his family.

"Oh, even the esteemed son-in-law of the Lin Family is here."

Lin Guohao let out a mocking laugh, his tone dripping with resentment toward Long Fei.

Long Fei gazed at him with curiosity, noting an air of misplaced confidence in his demeanor.

Back in the day, Lin Guohao wouldn’t have dared to behave so insolently toward him.

Elder Master Lin, growing irritable at the sight of this son, waved him off and said, "If you have nothing else, go entertain the guests and stop disturbing our peace."

Unconvinced, Zheng Fang retorted, "Father, why do you say such a thing? Isn’t Big Brother your son too? And so is Guohao! If they can stay here, why can’t we?"

Lin Guodong immediately stood up to diffuse the tension, saying, "Alright, it’s Father’s birthday today; let’s not quarrel. After you’ve paid your respects, we can all head downstairs together."

Zheng Fang let out a cold snort and gave Long Fei a glare filled with the same resentment.

Her son, Lin Jiahui, had died mysteriously in America, and Zheng Fang always believed that it was Long Fei who caused her son’s death.

She hadn’t dared to provoke Long Fei before, but now she no longer held back.

Lin Guohao presented his gift and said to his father, "Father, I specifically arranged for someone to bring you cordyceps from Tibet. A single pound costs hundreds of thousands! Now you can’t say your son is unfilial—I care about you, after all!"

Zheng Tuo followed with his gift, bowing obsequiously. "Elder Master Lin, I’ve brought you a gift as well—this Hundred-Year Ginseng."

Opening the box deliberately, he ensured everyone could catch a good look and said with some pride, "This ginseng was sent by an old friend of mine from Guandong. It’s incredibly rare and worth at least over a million on the market. I’m borrowing flowers to present to Buddha this time, wishing the Elder Master fortune as vast as the East Sea and longevity as enduring as Nanshan."

Bowing deeply, he showed utmost respect to Elder Master Lin.

"Good, good—you’ve been most thoughtful!"

Elder Master Lin gestured for Auntie Zhang, who was attending him, to collect the gift, knowing full well that Zheng Tuo’s gesture of generosity came with strings attached.

Indeed, Zheng Fang quickly spoke up for her brother, "Father, this ginseng my brother brought is unlike any other—it’s absolutely one of a kind. Now that he’s made such an effort, don’t you think it’s time to reconsider his work situation? He’s a single parent raising a daughter alone; he can’t always be stuck in a subordinate factory like this!"

Elder Master Lin replied coldly, "So you bring gifts just to ask me to change his job?"

"If you put it that way, then sure."

Zheng Fang decided to be blunt. After all, the gift had already been given—it couldn’t go to waste.

Lin Shanshan chimed in, "Second Aunt, you seem to overestimate your gift. My brother-in-law just presented a ginseng a hundred times better than yours, and he didn’t even boast as much. ’One of a kind,’ you say? You certainly think highly of your brother’s gift."

Zheng Fang glared at her and scolded, "You little brat! Is this how you speak to your Second Aunt? Show us your ginseng then—I don’t believe it!"

Lin Guohao, sipping his tea, joined in provocatively. "Yes, let’s see your ginseng. Nowadays, who knows what’s real or fake? Better not end up with a radish pretending to be ginseng, or we’ll have a real laugh on our hands."

"Fine, let’s take a look!"

Other people might tolerate these relatives, but Lin Shanshan had no patience for them.

As a child, she loved sparring with this second uncle, put off by their money-grubbing ways.

She fetched the ginseng Long Fei had gifted and placed it in front of Lin Guohao. "Here, take a good look!"

Zheng Fang and Zheng Tuo couldn’t help leaning in for a glimpse. Inside the ornate wooden box sat a massive ginseng, at least half again as large as theirs.

In terms of size, coloration, and the density of its root fibers, it far surpassed their so-called Hundred-Year Ginseng.

"This!"

"This is?"

Even Lin Guohao, an expert in such matters, was momentarily stunned by the sight of this ginseng.

Lin Shanshan smirked and quipped, "Well? Is this a radish or ginseng?"

Lin Guohao flushed red and stood up abruptly. "Fine, fine! You’re family, and I’m the outsider!"

Feeling humiliated, he shouted and stormed off.

"What, you’re not even leaving your ginseng behind?"

Zheng Fang hurriedly chased after him, unwilling to leave the ginseng if the matter couldn’t be resolved.

Zheng Tuo, red-faced and sweating, awkwardly bid farewell to the Elder Master.

He had thought his gift was exceptional, only to realize that such a remarkable ginseng existed in the world—it was truly a rarity.

As he was leaving, the Elder Master waved to Auntie Zhang and told her to return his gift. He knew Zheng Tuo hadn’t succeeded in his aim and wouldn’t be willing to part with it.

Zheng Lili, saying nothing, gave Long Fei and his family an apologetic smile before following her father out the door.

The room quickly fell silent. Yu Hui walked over and playfully tugged Lin Shanshan’s ear, scolding her, "You’re always causing trouble!"

She pulled her daughter along to bid the Elder Master farewell, afraid her presence would upset him further.

Lin Guodong also stood up and said, "Father, I’ll go see if I can talk to Second Brother."

The Elder Master nodded tiredly, waving him off.

Turning to Long Fei, he let out a bitter laugh. "I’ve embarrassed myself in front of you. The sins of one lifetime come back to haunt you in the next."

Long Fei reassured him, "Grandfather, today is your grand birthday. Don’t let these things trouble you. I won’t hold grudges against Second Uncle—such mundane matters no longer disturb my peace."

"Good. That’s good!"

Elder Master Lin nodded, knowing Long Fei had transcended worldly concerns and needed no further guidance from him.

Long Fei, Lin Yingying, and Little Kirin rose to leave. As Auntie Zhang saw them out, the Elder Master turned to Long Fei with a plea. "Long Fei, no matter how much trouble Second Brother causes in the future, please spare his life."

Frowning deeply, Long Fei nodded in agreement.

Little Kirin, munching on a banana, waved his chubby hands to bid the Elder Master goodbye, entirely indifferent to the adult squabbles.

After they left, the Elder Master let out a long sigh of relief.

Zhou Yunshen remarked, "A true master cannot be humiliated. Long Fei has handled everything remarkably well. If it were someone else, your Second Son would have met a tragic end long ago."

The Elder Master nodded. "I know. I’ve watched that child grow up. But my Second Son doesn’t know his limits and insists on provoking him. As a father, I’m powerless to stop him."

Zhou Yunshen said, "Hopefully, he’ll gain some self-awareness soon. To be honest, we’re both getting on in years. Moving to Longjiawan to live among the mountains with Elder Long might be a better way to spend our days—basking in the mountain breeze and sipping fine wine."

The Elder Master chuckled, "I’ve thought about that too. After today, let’s take a trip. Staying cooped up in this city, I feel like I’m suffocating."

Zhou Yunshen nodded with a smile and asked Auntie Zhang to bring back the half-played chessboard, resuming his game with the Elder Master.

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