Chapter 3: Has the Generation Gap Grown Wider?
Lin Li and Su Lan walked downstairs.
A young man was slouched dispiritedly on the sofa.
Qin Lang!
The only son of Qin Wanqian, showered with endless affection.
He was also the first antagonist to appear in this novel.
As with all typical brainless “power fantasy” stories, Qin Lang was a hopeless pursuer, relentlessly chasing after the heroine, only to be humiliated by the protagonist time and time again…
And in the end, he lost his life…
Su Lan frowned and scolded, “What are you shouting for? Where are your manners? From now on, call him Uncle Lin…”
“What?” Qin Lang was dumbfounded.
How had Lin Li’s status risen just since this morning?
The key point was, Lin Li was just a subordinate under his father…
Did he really deserve such respect?
Qin Lang muttered, “He’s not much older than me…”
Su Lan’s brow furrowed. “It doesn’t matter how much older—older is older. From now on, you can only call him Uncle Lin. Otherwise, you’ll lose all your pocket money!”
The moment he heard he’d lose his allowance if he didn’t address Lin Li as uncle, Qin Lang gave in immediately…
Wearing a long face, he called out to Lin Li, “Uncle Lin…”
“Good,” Lin Li nodded with a smile.
“What did you need your Uncle Lin for?” Lin Li asked.
At the mention of this, Qin Lang’s anger flared up again.
Just earlier, he’d bought a bouquet of flowers, ready to confess his love to his goddess, Leng Ningxue. But before he even reached her office, a security guard at the entrance to her company stopped him…
As the only son of Qin Wanqian, worth billions, Qin Lang naturally didn’t take a mere security guard seriously.
But this guard was lawless…
Not only did he humiliate Qin Lang in front of Leng Ningxue’s company, he even kicked him!
Qin Lang might have been a spoiled rich kid, but he wasn’t stupid…
He knew he wasn’t a match for that security guard, and with no lackeys around, he’d returned home, hoping Lin Li would teach that security guard a lesson…
“Uncle Lin, you have to help me get back at him!” Qin Lang fumed, grinding his teeth at the thought of that security guard.
“That security guard is really bold, daring to lay a hand on my son!” Su Lan was furious too, hearing her son had been hit.
“What about Leng Ningxue? You were beaten by her company’s guard and she said nothing?” Su Lan demanded.
“She… she…” Qin Lang shrank his neck in embarrassment.
“Did she take the security guard’s side?” Lin Li asked, and Qin Lang nodded.
“That Leng Ningxue really has no respect for our family!” Su Lan was beside herself with rage.
“Mom, don’t blame Xiaoxue…” Qin Lang quickly interjected. “It was that security guard—he’s the one who hit me. Just teach him a lesson. Don’t involve Xiaoxue…”
Hearing Qin Lang’s words, Lin Li clicked his tongue in amusement…
No wonder he was the story’s premier sycophant—he was still defending his goddess.
Even the infamous Fei Yangyang would probably pay his respects to Qin Lang…
“Uncle Lin, you come with me right now. Today I want to break that guard’s leg!” Qin Lang grabbed Lin Li, eager to drag him out the door.
“Have you thought this through? Do you really want to break that guy’s leg?” Lin Li asked.
“What’s there to think about?” Qin Lang was taken aback.
Lin Li continued, “Breaking his leg is easy enough. But have you considered the consequences?
That security guard works for Leng Ningxue’s company. If anything happens, Leng Ningxue will have to take responsibility.
More importantly… if she finds out you were behind it, she might never speak to you again!”
Hearing this, Qin Lang finally understood.
His thirst for revenge evaporated instantly…
He didn’t want Leng Ningxue to hate him for life over a mere security guard…
Sighing, Qin Lang complained,
“Uncle Lin, why is chasing a girl so hard? I buy flowers for Leng Ningxue every day, give her gifts, but now she won’t even see me…”
“Why do you think that is?”
Silly boy…
Because you’re a hopeless sycophant…
That’s what Lin Li thought, but he didn’t say it aloud. “Sometimes you need to consider whether the problem lies with yourself…”
“You keep giving her flowers and handbags, but the thing is, she doesn’t need those things…”
Qin Lang pondered for a moment, seeming to understand.
“You’re right, Uncle Lin—she’s not short on money! So, giving her those gifts doesn’t win her favor…”
“Then how can I make her like me?”
Qin Lang scratched his head, lost in thought on the sofa.
After a while, he suddenly slapped his forehead. “I’ve got it!”
“If I stage a heroic rescue, I’ll surely win Leng Ningxue’s heart!”
“She’s told me she likes men who make her feel safe!”
Excited by his idea, Qin Lang could hardly contain himself.
It wasn’t that women were too hard to pursue—it was that he’d chosen the wrong method!
“But do you even have the chance for a heroic rescue? Xiao Lang, it’s not that your Uncle Lin doubts you, but even if the opportunity arose, could you defeat a criminal?” Lin Li asked.
Qin Lang grinned, completely unfazed by Lin Li’s words.
True, he’d always been frail—even against an ordinary person, let alone a criminal, he wouldn’t stand a chance.
But…
He didn’t actually intend to perform a real rescue…
“I can hire someone to stage it!”
“Uh…” Lin Li was stunned…
This kid really was a crafty one.
“Uncle Lin, I’ve got it all planned out. You’ll play the villain!”
Lin Li: “???”
……
Qin Lang gave Lin Li no chance to refuse.
Not that it would have mattered—Qin Lang would have gone ahead anyway…
After all, Lin Li was just a subordinate of his father’s…
But Lin Li didn’t intend to object either.
After all, kidnapping the heroine was a proper villain’s deed—he might even gain villain points…
Lin Li and Qin Lang left together.
“Uncle Lin, that’s Leng Ningxue over there! In a moment, you just grab her and wait in the room we’ve prepared. I’ll make my entrance as the hero!”
In the underground parking lot of Leng Ningxue’s company, Qin Lang pointed to a woman not far away, giving his instructions.
Lin Li followed the direction of his finger.
She was dressed in a stylish fitted blazer, a black pencil skirt…
Her long, slender legs were wrapped in designer stockings with letter patterns…
On her feet was a pair of expensive Valentino pumps…
She was truly the novel’s leading lady.
Even her silhouette was flawless.
“Uncle Lin, go!” At Qin Lang’s command, Lin Li got out of the car with a bag of urea.
Leng Ningxue had just reached for her car door when everything went dark before her eyes…
She didn’t even have time to call for help before she felt something hard pressed against her hip…
This shape…
A gun?
Leng Ningxue’s whole body tensed, not daring to move, not daring to cry out for help…