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    In the end Xu Shaochen didn’t go to the hotel.

    After all, since he was already back home, running off again would make him seem like a lecher.

    Huo Xiao was furious, yelling “Go to hell,” nearly rupturing Xu Shaochen’s eardrum.

    Luckily his eardrum was thick enough; otherwise, he’d have been a victim.

    At half past eleven at night in the master bedroom.

    Xu Shaochen was still awake.

    Wrapped in a robe, he gazed at the moon outside the window. His cigar glowed dimly.

    From attacking Paradise Island to plotting the kidnapping of Liu Ruxue—these indicated that Tianqing knew him well.

    Yet, he knew nothing about this organization nor had he heard about it until today.

    The enemy hid in shadows while he was exposed, unable to grasp the enemy’s tail. He could only wait for their next move.

    This left him feeling very passive.

    But Xu Shaochen wasn’t someone who liked being passive.

    The feeling of not being in control made this obsessive-compulsive man uncomfortable.

    He needed to think of a way.

    Find a way to take the initiative.

    Xu Shaochen’s eyes glimmered with an indescribable light.

    Suddenly, he felt a soft presence behind him. Turning, he saw Xie Wei embracing him.

    Only then did he realize he’d been so absorbed in thought that he hadn’t noticed her entering.

    “Still thinking about that Tianqing matter?”

    Xie Wei whispered playfully in his ear.

    “Yes, Tianqing is like a hidden snake that could strike at any time.”

    Xu Shaochen didn’t need to hide his thoughts from Xie Wei.

    “Forget about it for now. Here stands a beautiful woman washed and shining clean, and you’re still thinking about these things—isn’t that a bit spoilsport?”

    “Am I no longer attractive, or are you just tired of me?”

    Xie Wei’s eyes were like water, full of spring warmth, captivating anyone who dared to look.

    “Little seductress.”

    Xu Shaochen chuckled lightly.

    ………………

    In the morning.

    “Aren’t you busy pleasing your old man? Why did you ask me out?”

    Xu Shaochen sipped his tea, waiting for Lin Wei to continue.

    He had just finished a meeting at Chenyu and was ready to stir things up with Tianqing when Lin Wei called.

    “Mr. Xu, thanks to your guidance, my dad is now considering letting me compete fairly with my older brother. He’s increasingly disappointed in him. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t be in this favorable situation.”

    Lin Wei looked at Xu Shaochen with gratitude, bowing deeply.

    “Did you ask me out just to thank me?”

    Xu Shaochen queried.

    “Mr. Xu, if my brother makes one more mistake, I’m sure my dad will replace him with me. Please, Xu Shaochen, give me one last push.”

    Lin Wei remained bowed, motionless.

    “Why should I?”

    Xu Shaochen set down his teacup, speaking lightly.

    Lin Wei looked up, “I believe I’m worth investing in.”

    “You’re getting more confident,” Xu Shaochen smiled.

    He distinctly remembered.

    At their first meeting, over the issue of the secretary, Ye Ling, Lin Wei clashed head-on with Xu Shaochen.

    Later, after discovering Xu Shaochen’s identity, Lin Wei begged forgiveness like a grandson.

    For the Lin Family’s connection to Xu Shaochen, Lin Wei agreed to marry Ye Ling.

    Then began their repeated interactions.

    Each time, Lin Wei grew and changed.

    Xu Shaochen witnessed his growth firsthand.

    “Mr. Xu, I’m just a step away from my goal. If you give me a final push, I’ll remember you forever and follow your lead.”

    Lin Wei spoke calmly, exuding intense confidence.

    Initially, he contacted Xu Shaochen out of jealousy towards Lin Hao, wanting to compete.

    But now.

    It was no longer just a matter of pride but a genuine desire to elevate the Lin Family.

    He started with personal vendettas, now aiming for grand ambitions.

    “Depends on my mood.”

    Xu Shaochen casually downed the rest of his tea and stood to leave.

    “Mr. Xu, let me see you out.”

    Lin Wei quickly stood up to accompany him from the private room to the teahouse entrance.

    “Auntie, I really love Lingling. I’ll treat her well. Please, give me a chance!”

    “Let me tell you, Zhang Yuan, if you want to marry my daughter, you need an apartment downtown, a car worth at least 300,000, a bride price of 500,000, and a house for Lingling’s brother, or forget it!”

    A conversation nearby caught the attention of Xu Shaochen and Lin Wei.

    In the teahouse lobby stood three people arguing.

    A young man in his twenties looked pleadingly at a middle-aged woman and a young woman.

    “Lingling, say something! I promise you happiness. I can get a mortgage for the house, and we can work together on the rest.”

    The young man, called Zhang Yuan, turned to the young woman beside him, his face full of hope.

    The young woman named Lingling looked torn but spoke in a firm tone, “Zhang Yuan, we’re not kids anymore. Besides, my mom’s only looking out for me.”

    Zhang Yuan shouted desperately, “You never said this before! Why did everything change once we talked about marriage? It’s our marriage; why should I buy your brother a house?”

    Lingling’s face turned cold as she looked at Zhang Yuan, “What do you mean by that? If we marry, my brother becomes your brother too. Shouldn’t you, as his brother-in-law, buy him a house?”

    Xu Shaochen and Lin Wei exchanged a knowing glance. Damn, this woman was a family’s pawn!

    Requiring so much to marry—is it diamond-studded?

    “Lingling, let’s go. Don’t waste time on this poor guy. Xiao Chen is still waiting for you.”

    The middle-aged woman gave Zhang Yuan a disdainful look and, with a caustic remark, pulled Lingling away.

    “Lingling, don’t go. Please, don’t leave.”

    Zhang Yuan clutched Lingling’s arm, looking at her with complete desperation, the lowest point for any man.

    “Zhang Yuan, thank you for taking care of me before, but we aren’t compatible.”

    Lingling said flatly, freeing herself from Zhang Yuan, and left with her mother.

    Then.

    She got into a black BMW outside.

    The driver, a young man, shared a warm relationship with the woman named Lingling. They even kissed.

    Watching this, Zhang Yuan stood dejectedly, as if sapped of all energy.

    Xu Shaochen shook his head and left the teahouse.

    Another story of a green tea princess and a poor young man.

    Sadly, not every poor young man is the hero of a novel.

    In the indulgent city of Jiangzhou, such stories play out almost daily.

    Xu Shaochen only watched the spectacle, not giving it much thought.

    He never expected that his path would cross with Zhang Yuan’s again.

    Chapter Summary

    Xu Shaochen avoided going to a hotel, irritating Huo Xiao. Grappling with an unknown organization, he sought control. Lin Wei, under Xu’s guidance, aimed for family leadership. Meanwhile, at a teahouse, Zhang Yuan's desperation highlighted the harshness of material expectations. Xu observed but dismissed it, though fate would soon intertwine their paths. In Jiangzhou, green tea girls and poor boys’ stories are routine.

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