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Lin Feng also knew that Grandma Lin did not mean to spill the tea. Seeing her look of guilt, he quickly rolled up his pant legs and said, "It's fine, Grandma. I'm tough-skinned and strong, so it's rude of me to roll up my pants in front of you."
Just now, Grandma Lin's cup of tea had splashed onto Lin Feng's pant leg, and the simplest way to deal with it was to roll them up.
However, because Lin Feng was rolling up his pant legs, he did not notice the fleeting look of expectation in Grandma Lin's eyes.
But when Lin Feng rolled up his pants, a flash of shock crossed Grandma Lin's face, a reaction that both Lin Feng and Lin Mei could sense.
"Grandma, what's wrong? Should I have Lin Feng change into another pair of pants first? Then he can come back and chat with you," Lin Mei suggested, having noticed the shock in her grandmother's eyes.
The Lin family was well-off and had several pairs of pants. Lin Mei felt it was somewhat inappropriate for Lin Feng to be chatting with Grandma while rolling up his pant legs.
This was likely why Lin Mei thought she saw that sudden shock in Grandma's eyes; aside from this, she couldn't think of any other reason.
"No need for that. Just be casual. Lin Feng, what do you think? If you're uncomfortable, you can change your pants. Here with Grandma, just be yourself; there's no need to be formal," Grandma Lin said, her shock quickly fading as a more benevolent expression took its place. She spoke to Lin Feng very kindly.
Lin Feng couldn't help but feel that suddenly Grandma Lin's tone and demeanor towards him were similar to how she spoke to Lin Mei, perhaps even a bit warmer than how she addressed her granddaughter.
Who was Lin Mei? She was the granddaughter of the Lin family, the only one at that. Although she was a foster granddaughter, in a family without any other third-generation members, the term "foster" could almost be disregarded. Even though she wasn't biological, all the resources of the Lin family would eventually belong to her—what difference did it make?
Of course, regarding the rumors circulating about the so-called Young Master of the Lin family who had not yet been found, Lin Feng held a rather indifferent attitude. Every day in this world, many orphans starved or were sold by criminal groups to do unspeakable things. Even if this Young Master were still alive today, he probably wouldn't have a good life; if he were lucky enough to be found from a trafficking group, who could guarantee that this Young Master wouldn't be missing an arm or a leg?
This wasn't ancient times; there were indeed some heartless people who would do anything. Not every orphan could find decent adoptive parents and live like normal children.
Thus, in his previous life after gaining wealth, Lin Feng had adopted several orphans. Rather than saying it was out of compassion, it was more about him finding some balance through those children he adopted.
Looking at those children who should have been abandoned on the streets but are now growing up healthily because of his adoption, Lin Feng might feel much less negative emotion towards the parents who abandoned him.
Of course, this feeling is also a form of self-deception for Lin Feng; it feels quite surreal, and he doesn't really understand why he experiences such a brief sense of relaxation. However, he knows that feeling is very real, so he acted on it.
Now that he thinks back, Lin Feng wonders if his rebirth is somehow related to the so-called good karma he accumulated from adopting children in his previous life.
Well, Lin Feng admits that he finds Grandma Lin's sudden change in attitude towards him quite strange. But regardless, it's a positive change, so Lin Feng won't ask Grandma Lin why her attitude has shifted.
Since Grandma Lin has allowed Lin Feng to be more casual here, he feels free to do so and doesn't think it's impolite to roll up his pant legs in front of her.
After all, she said it herself; if he remains overly formal, it would seem pretentious, and Lin Feng is clearly not a pretentious person.
Next, Grandma Lin's questions became more specific. If before they were just chatting casually, now it felt more like an interrogation.
"Lin Feng, how old are you this year?" Grandma Lin asked first.
"Um, Grandma, I'm twenty-two this year," Lin Feng replied.
"Oh, do you have someone you like?" Grandma Lin continued to inquire.
"Um, Grandma, well, I did have someone, but we broke up later," Lin Feng suddenly thought of Li Wanting.
"I see. Lin Feng, don't be upset. This kind of thing depends on fate. Besides, with how outstanding you are, you won't have trouble finding a wife. How about this? One day I'll introduce you to someone? The girls I know are all exceptional and guaranteed to be beautiful." At this point, Grandma Lin seemed just like Lin Feng's real grandmother; she kept referring to him as "Lin Feng" and saying "our Lin Feng," as if she was laying the groundwork for something more intimate—she was just short of saying "our family’s Lin Feng."
Lin Feng listened while sweating. He believed what Grandma Lin said; after all, the Lin family is a large and prominent family. Anyone who could catch the attention of Lin Naina would certainly not be an ordinary woman but rather someone from a respectable background.
The women who come from the Big Family are naturally all exceptional. As for their looks, have you ever seen an unattractive third-generation member of a true Big Family? This is historically inferred; a man who is wealthy and powerful will naturally seek women who are both talented and beautiful. Isn't genetics just a form of inheritance?
So, if any daughter of a Big Family were to be considered unattractive, that family would likely have some unique characteristics. In any case, this is definitely a rarity.
"Hehe... I'm still young, so I'm not in a hurry to get married," Lin Feng could only continue to chat casually with Grandma Lin.
The evening finally came to an end when Grandma Lin started feeling sleepy. Lin Feng felt as if he had been liberated as he left Grandma Lin's courtyard, escorted by Lin Mei. This was something Grandma Lin had repeatedly instructed—Lin Mei must not act aloof in front of Lin Feng. Since he was here, he was a guest of the Lin family and should not be neglected.
Since Grandma Lin said so, even Old Man Lin had to comply, let alone Lin Mei. Therefore, Lin Mei dutifully saw Lin Feng off.
"Lin Feng, thank you for making Grandma so happy," Lin Mei said. She didn't understand why her grandmother was so delighted to see Lin Feng. She noticed that Grandma even slept with her eyes slightly closed, indicating just how good her mood was. Thus, Lin Mei was genuinely happy and spoke sincerely.
"Hehe... Grandma really is quite enthusiastic," Lin Feng said, feeling somewhat embarrassed at this point. The old lady was trying to find him a job and even matchmaking for him; it felt a bit overwhelming. Apparently, she still didn't know that Lin Feng had already become Lin Mei's personal assistant.
"Hehe... The elderly tend to talk more when they're happy. Thank you for keeping her company," Lin Mei understood Lin Feng's feelings somewhat, especially since Grandma Lin asked him questions as if she were conducting a census. She appreciated that Lin Feng could patiently answer her questions.
"Well, I must say, I felt an immediate connection with Grandma; she seemed familiar and very approachable. Given my usual attention to detail at work, it was quite natural for me to handle such matters," Lin Feng continued.
"Hehe... You pay attention at work? Don't think I don't know; when you're at work, you're either making coffee in the break room or snacking while playing games at the computer. Is that what you call being attentive?" Lin Mei said playfully. She was in a particularly good mood tonight and hadn't seen her grandmother this happy in a long time. Naturally, she teased Lin Feng about his gaming habits at work.
"What? Tell me, did Xiao Ya report me again?" Upon hearing this, Lin Feng paused for a moment and asked uncertainly.
"Hehe... Do I need Xiao Ya to tell me whether you're playing games? She's much busier than you," Lin Mei said cheerfully tonight and didn't pursue the matter of Lin Feng being late in the morning. Instead, she unexpectedly teased him a few times.
Usually a workaholic, seeing Lin Feng able to joke around under the Blossoms and the Moonlight really indicated that she was in a good mood.
Under the Blossoms and the Moonlight? There is indeed a bright moon hanging over the courtyard, and since it is a courtyard, it naturally has some flowers, so it can barely be called Under the Blossoms and the Moonlight.
"Alright, enough joking. Thank you for tonight; you really made the old lady so happy. If possible, I would like to personally invite you to visit Grandma more often," Lin Mei said earnestly to Lin Feng with gratitude and a request.
"Hehe... No need for thanks. I really enjoy chatting with Grandma. I'll come by often when I have time. Besides, don't I have to come by every day to pick you up?" Lin Feng replied with a smile, seeing Lin Mei's sincerity.
There was something Lin Feng didn't say: he lost his grandmother when he was very young. Although he couldn't remember what she looked like or how she had passed away, he remembered the kind smile that only grandmothers have, and he enjoyed chatting with Grandma Lin.
This had nothing to do with seeking fame or the so-called undercover mission given to him by He Ting. It was simply an emotional need for Lin Feng. If possible, he hoped to see Grandma Lin more often.
Lin Mei accompanied Lin Feng to the entrance of Lin Family Manor, reminding him to drive carefully before they parted ways.
While driving, Lin Feng suddenly realized that during this trip, he had focused solely on chatting with Grandma Lin, completely forgetting to let Tesla check on her health. Such a kind old lady; if possible, Lin Feng would be willing to help alleviate her ailments. After all, they had met each other.
However, since he forgot this time, he could make it up next time. Lin Feng felt there was no need to go back specifically; first of all, Grandma Lin had already gone to bed, and second of all, he thought there was no rush. After all, he had to visit Lin Family Manor several times a day, so the chances of seeing Grandma Lin were quite high.
However, what Lin Feng didn't know was that at this moment in the Lin family, in the courtyard where Grandma Lin lived, she should have been asleep but suddenly got out of bed and sat on the edge of her bed in a daze.
"That pattern on the ankle... could it be a birthmark?" Grandma Lin pondered aloud as she sat there lost in thought.
The more she thought about it, the more certain she became. She picked up the phone from her bedside table and dialed Mr. Lin's number. She felt that she should mention the pattern resembling a birthmark on Lin Feng's ankle to the old man—of course, this "old man" referred to Mr. Lin, the head of the family.
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