"Grandpa, who is it?" Lei Jun asked curiously. He hadn't expected his grandfather to know the person from the capital.

  "Someone you don't know—the grandson of my former superior," Old Master Lei replied. "It's a good chance to introduce you both today."

  He then turned to look at Lin Yu. Lin Yu understood that this was Old Master Lei's way of supporting him and felt grateful, but he wasn't fond of such occasions, so he politely declined.

  Old Master Lei didn't insist and had Lei Jun personally drive Lin Yu back. Wei Xuening also left—she was even less interested in meeting so-called important figures from the capital.

  After Lei Jun returned from dropping off Lin Yu, he took his grandfather to the Shangri-La Hotel in the new district.

  The Shangri-La Hotel had been almost entirely cleared out, and the surrounding roads were strictly closed off, with traffic police directing vehicles.

  "Is all this really necessary? Such a big production?" Lei Jun rolled his eyes, feeling it was an overreaction. No matter how esteemed someone was, this level of extravagance seemed excessive.

  "Xiao Jun, watch your words!" Old Master Lei frowned and scolded him. Lei Jun obediently nodded and didn't dare say another word.

  Guided by a server, Old Master Lei and Lei Jun arrived at the conference hall on the eighth floor.

  This was the same venue where Xie Changfeng had held the exchange meeting, but unlike that day, the grand, opulent hall now held only one large round table. About a dozen people were already seated, including Xie Changfeng, Zeng Shujie, and other Qinghai leaders.

  "Ah, Old Master Lei, you're here!" Xie Changfeng and Zeng Shujie, who had arrived earlier, immediately approached to greet him.

  "Grandpa Lei!"

  A young man seated at the head of the table smiled at Old Master Lei and addressed him affectionately, but he didn't stand up.

  "Yunxi! My, it's been years—you've grown into a fine young man, so distinguished!" Old Master Lei smiled at Chu Yunxi, then noticed a young woman around twenty years old sitting beside him. "Yunwei is here too?"

  "Hello, Grandpa Lei." Chu Yunwei quickly greeted him, her voice weak. She made to stand and offer her seat to him.

  "No need, no need! I'll sit here!" Old Master Lei promptly found a seat next to Chu Yunxi.

  "I was worried Yunwei would be bored at home, so I brought her to Qinghai for a change of scenery," Chu Yunxi explained.

  "I can't believe it—the little girl I remember has grown into such a beauty," Old Master Lei said warmly.

  Chu Yunwei was exceptionally beautiful, having inherited her mother's fine features. Her face was perfectly sculpted, though she was slightly thin and pale, giving her a delicate, Lin Daiyu-like beauty.

  "This must be Lei Jun? Indeed, impressive and heroic!" Chu Yunxi glanced at Lei Jun, his eyes smiling but his demeanor carrying the authority of someone in a high position.

  "Hello."

  Lei Jun replied expressionlessly, annoyed by Chu Yunxi's pretentious maturity despite his youth. He regretted coming with his grandfather—he'd have been better off grabbing street barbecue with Lin Yu.

  "How is the old superior's health these days?" Old Master Lei asked with a smile.

  "Grandpa is still very healthy and often speaks of you," Chu Yunxi replied. "You must come to the capital and stay for a while when you have time."

  "Of course, once my old bones are better, I'll visit the old superior in the capital," Old Master Lei said cheerfully. He then turned to Chu Yunwei and asked gently, "Yunwei, what's wrong? You look a bit pale."

  "Oh, it's nothing. She's always been like this since she was little—weak and deficient in vital energy. The autumn chill and Qinghai's damp air might be affecting her, so she's not feeling well since arriving," Chu Yunxi said, glancing affectionately at his sister.

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  "Haven't you had someone examine her?" Old Master Lei asked.

  "Once we're settled, I'll find someone to take a look. It's a minor issue, nothing serious," Chu Yunxi said with a smile.

  "Yunxi, I heard you're here to discuss a big business deal?" Old Master Lei inquired.

  "Yes, I'm planning to enter the automotive industry and came to Qinghai to explore opportunities," Chu Yunxi replied honestly. "Unfortunately, I won't be able to return for the Mid-Autumn Festival, so I'll have to celebrate here. If it's convenient, Grandpa Lei, we could celebrate together."

  "Wonderful!" Old Master Lei agreed readily.

  The Mid-Autumn Festival was just a few days away, and since he wasn't fully recovered, he couldn't return home either.

  "Yunxi, how is the He family these days? It's been a long time since I last saw Old Master He."

  After a few rounds of drinks, Old Master Lei casually brought up the He family.

  "The He family is doing very well now, with many talented members. The eldest son, He Ziqin, was just promoted to a senior position in the security department. Their influence is even starting to overshadow ours," Chu Yunxi said with a smile, though a hint of coldness flickered in his eyes.

  "Since your families are connected by marriage, the He family's strength is good for yours as well," Old Master Lei said amiably. He then seemed to remember something and asked, "By the way, I recall the He family lost a child in Qinghai many years ago, right?"

  "Yes, that was so long ago. I'm surprised you still remember," Chu Yunxi said with a smile.

  "If that child were still alive, he'd be in his twenties now, right?" Old Master Lei mused, his eyes thoughtful.

  "That's right. If he were alive, he'd be around my age. But unfortunately, he's dead," Chu Yunxi nodded.

  "Dead?!"

  Old Master Lei's expression changed. "How do you know he's dead?"

  "They found him later. His body was even recovered from the water. Apparently, he accidentally fell into the sea and drowned," Chu Yunxi said, looking surprised at Old Master Lei's strong reaction.

  "Oh, this is the first I've heard of it," Old Master Lei said, shaking his head with a bitter smile. It seemed he had been overthinking things.

  Meanwhile, Jiang Yan had just returned home from the hospital. Seeing that only Lin Yu was home, she asked curiously, "Where are Mom and Dad?"

  "I called them—they said they're eating out," Lin Yu replied. "Are you hungry? Let me make you some noodles."

  He quickly corrected himself, realizing the potential misunderstanding.

  "Okay."

  Jiang Yan agreed, changed her shoes, and sat on the sofa. Without even bothering to take off her stockings, she leaned over to massage her calves.

  She had been busy at the hospital today, walking a lot, and was exhausted.

  Soon, Lin Yu brought her the noodles. After handing them to her, he sat beside her, lifted her legs onto his lap, and began gently massaging her calves.

  "What are you doing?" Jiang Yan asked, surprised.

  "Your legs are sore, right? I'm massaging them for you," Lin Yu said with a smile, his hands working gently on her calves.

  Jiang Yan felt a warm, comfortable sensation spread through her legs, relieving all her fatigue. As she ate her noodles, she looked at Lin Yu and felt a sudden sense of happiness.

  "Don't wear such high heels anymore—they're not good for you," Lin Yu said, looking down. "If you really want to wear them, let me massage your feet every day when you come home. Of course, only if you don't mind..."

  "Why would I mind free massages?" Jiang Yan snorted.

  Lin Yu smiled slightly and increased the pressure, massaging the soles of her feet through her stockings.

  Even after a long day, her feet had no odor and even carried a faint fragrance. Looking at her perfectly shaped toes, Lin Yu felt his heart beat faster.

  "That old Zhang is so infuriating! Who does he think he is, putting on airs with me!"

  Just then, Jiang Jingren and Li Suqin returned home. Before even entering, they could hear Jiang Jingren's angry shouts.

  "Dad, what's wrong?" Jiang Yan asked, seeing her father's displeased expression.

  "Nothing, nothing," Li Suqin quickly waved at Jiang Yan and Lin Yu.

  Without another word, Jiang Jingren went straight into the bedroom and slammed the door shut.

  "Mom, what's going on with Dad?" Lin Yu asked curiously.

  "What else? He's upset about something at work. It's all trivial," Li Suqin said helplessly.

  "Mom, talk to Dad and help him relax. He shouldn't take everything so seriously," Jiang Yan advised.

  Li Suqin nodded and went into the bedroom.

  Lin Yu couldn't help but chuckle quietly, thinking his father-in-law was like a child—getting angry over nothing at his age.

  "Who are you laughing at? Stop it!" Jiang Yan said irritably, kicking him lightly with her foot.

  Lin Yu quickly straightened his face.

  The next morning, as soon as Lin Yu woke up, Xue Qin called him, her voice panicked. "Are you at the clinic? Something's happened here. I need you to see a patient for me."

  Hearing the urgency in her voice, Lin Yu knew it must be serious. "Bring her to the clinic now. I'll head over immediately."

  After hanging up, Lin Yu skipped breakfast and hurried to the clinic.

  He had just arrived when Xue Qin showed up, followed by two luxury cars. Five or six richly dressed women stepped out, two of them wearing thick masks and sunglasses.

  One of the women immediately started yelling at Xue Qin, "Why did you bring us to this dump? If my sister's face is left with even a single scar, I'll sue your company into bankruptcy!"

  Xue Qin looked pale and didn't respond, rushing into the clinic instead. Seeing Lin Yu, she quickly composed herself and asked, "Can you treat skin conditions?"

  "Let me see the patient first," Lin Yu said calmly.

  "Huisheng Hall? What kind of dump is this? Chinese medicine? Pah! My brother-in-law says Chinese medicine is nothing but a scam!"

  A young woman in a yellow dress glanced at the clinic's sign and sneered scornfully.

  From their words, it was clear these women were furious, and Xue Qin had offended them deeply.

  Lin Yu frowned, finding their chatter overwhelming—it felt like he had walked into a henhouse.