Chapter 15: The newly arrived youth in Beigou Village

As expected, this man was still a little clueless on these matters.

Just like before, he became very easy to talk to after sexual gratification, willingly fulfilling his bed partner’s wish as long as it was reasonable.

"Lin Feng," the man whispered in a low tone, uncharacteristically gentle. "I’ll leave my card with you. If you need anything, just buy whatever you want. There’s no limit."

See? It was exactly the same.

"Alright, Uncle Hou," the boy obediently followed.

Finally, Hou Yizhen washed the boy’s body with water, thoroughly washing off all bubbles.

The boy’s skin was very fair, almost like ivory, and there was a hint of rosy flush on it, quite delectable.

Hou Yizhen ran his hands over the boy’s smooth back, enjoying the silky softness of the boy’s tender skin.

He still wanted to give more, so he said, "I’ll ask the assistant to give you a new phone with my phone number saved in it. You can call me during lunch hours and after six in the evening if you want to talk to me."

"I... I might call you everyday..."

"As long as you do it during lunch and after working hours, I can accommodate you for a few minutes."

"Then, thank you, Uncle Hou."

Hou Yizhen was aware that his actions were a bit different to how an uncle treated his nephew, but he did not care.

He was the type of person who did whatever he wanted.

If this was how he said an uncle should treat his nephew, then that was it.

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The early morning sun of early spring broke through the foggy horizon, slowly rising above the mountains and illuminating the valley of Bohai Town.

Sunlight slipped through a small opening in the thick curtains hanging along the wall of the spacious room.

The interior was comfortably cool, and the boy slept soundly beneath soft, fluffy blankets.

Soon, his lashes flickered, and a soft, sleepy hum escaped him as he stirred awake.

A pair of amber eyes blinked open several times, slowly emerging from the haze of sleep.

The boy remained still for a moment, leisurely allowing his consciousness to return and the remaining drowsiness to fade.

Then, he remembered what had happened the previous night.

Hugging the fluffy blankets to his chest, his fair cheeks flushed with embarrassment. He buried his face in the pillow.

Lin Feng felt embarrassed by how shameless he had been the previous night, but fortunately, he had already accepted his circumstances and was able to move past the embarrassment.

Perhaps the countless nights he had spent with the man in his previous life as Madam Lin had contributed to this.

Lin Feng got out of bed. The silky sleeping robe around his body was still securely tied at his waist, although it had become slightly loose.

After freshening up in the bathroom and changing into another set of clothes—which were still very loose and clearly belonged to Hou Yizhen—Lin Feng went downstairs for breakfast.

A housekeeper in his late forties was already waiting by the stairs, clearly there to greet him.

He bowed respectfully.

"Young Master Lin Feng, good morning. I hope you slept well last night. My name is Yang Guo. I am the housekeeper of this homestead."

Remembering the events of the previous night, Lin Feng’s cheeks flushed slightly, but his expression remained gentle and calm.

"Good morning, Uncle Yang. I did indeed sleep well. From now on, I’ll be in your care."

The young man’s bearing was both dignified and refined. He was clearly well-educated and had received an excellent upbringing. Every movement he made exuded a certain air of nobility.

It was clear that Young Master Lin Feng came from a very wealthy family.

Housekeeper Yang maintained a calm and respectful attitude.

"Young Master, your breakfast has been prepared. We are not yet aware of your preferences, so we prepared the same breakfast as Master Hou. If you have any particular requests, we can quickly prepare something else for you."

The boy gently shook his head.

"That’s fine. There’s no need to change it."

Housekeeper Yang added silently in his mind: The young master was also considerate.

"Would you like to eat in the dining room, or would you prefer to have breakfast somewhere else?"

If Lin Feng were still the old Madam Lin, who adhered strictly to traditional rules, he would have chosen to eat in the dining room, as that was the proper etiquette.

However, Lin Feng had already started to break away from his previous way of thinking. This was now a new world, where strict rules and discipline no longer dictated every aspect of people’s lives.

Madam Lin herself—no, he was Lin Feng now.

Lin Feng had already arrived here, broken through some of the social conventions he had once followed, and was now trying to adapt to his new identity as a modern man.

Then, let’s start with this breakfast.

After hesitating for a moment, Lin Feng’s gaze settled on a certain area within his vision.

"I would like to eat there. Would that be all right?"

Unaware of the thoughts going through the young man’s mind, Housekeeper Yang nodded in agreement.

"Certainly, Young Master Lin Feng. I shall have the servants arrange your breakfast there."

Soon, breakfast was served in the sunroom. It consisted of bacon, poached eggs, sausages, pancakes drizzled with maple syrup, and a side of Caesar salad.

Lin Feng stared at the breakfast in wonder.

In the hospital, his meals had been more Chinese-style. Every breakfast had consisted of congee and steamed buns, with only the flavors and ingredients changing from day to day.

From the body’s memories, Lin Feng knew that people in northern China often ate fried dough sticks with hot soy milk.

Therefore, he had assumed that Hou Yizhen’s breakfast would be similar.

Unexpectedly, the man preferred a Western-style breakfast like this.

Lin Feng curiously picked up the spoon and fork. Following the body’s instincts, he first ate the poached egg to warm his stomach before taking a bite of the warm pancake with maple syrup.

His eyes lit up.

Delicious!

Although Madam Lin seemed to have fused souls with Lin Feng and already knew the taste, actually eating the food himself gave him a much stronger impression.

This Western-style breakfast was not bad at all.

Although it was somewhat greasy for a light breakfast, his appetite was unexpectedly quite large.

In the end, the boy shyly put down his utensils, drank a cup of hot chocolate, and wiped his mouth.

Lin Feng had finished everything.

Curiously, he asked Housekeeper Yang, "Did you also serve Uncle Hou the same hot chocolate?"

Housekeeper Yang shook his head.

"No, Young Master Lin Feng. Master Hou likes to drink espresso in the morning. He specifically told us not to let you drink coffee."

He quietly observed the young master, wondering if he would feel offended.

I see.

The corners of the boy’s eyes curved upward slightly.

Housekeeper Yang signaled to the servants to take away the empty plates.

He then informed Lin Feng of the instructions Master Hou had given him.

"Young Master Lin Feng, Master Hou told me that you are not to be restrained. If you want to go out of the homestead, you are free to do so. However, Master Hou did specifically inform us that, for security reasons and your own safety, you cannot leave Bohai Town."

Lin Feng naturally understood the housekeeper’s concerns. He himself felt no aversion to Hou Yizhen’s domineering orders because he knew that they were also for his own sake.

At the very least, he could ascertain from his grandfather’s words that the capital was not exactly a safe place for him right now.

"I understand. I am aware of this as well."

With that, Lin Feng stood up.

"I would like to step outside for a moment and take a look at the gardens."

Housekeeper Yang naturally agreed. He then added some advice.

"Young Master Lin Feng, the interior of the house has central air conditioning and is always kept at a comfortable temperature. However, it is still early spring outside, and the mornings can be a bit cold. It would be advisable for you to wear something warmer when you step outside. Would you like me to ask the servants to bring you your coat?"

Lin Feng naturally nodded, clearly accustomed to the servants fussing over him.

Moments later, a young man walked beneath the early morning sunshine.

The golden sunlight bathed him in its glow, illuminating his fair skin and making him appear radiant.

He wore a set of clothes that were clearly much too large for him, with the sleeves and hems folded over several times. This only made him look even more delicate and slender, instinctively stirring the protective instincts of those around him.

The old gardeners, who were tending to the garden in preparation for the coming bloom, could not help but pause in their work and look at him in awe.

After the young man, who seemed to be glowing beneath the golden-white sunlight, passed by, one of them whispered to the other, "Is he a celebrity? With an appearance like that, I think he must be famous."

The other gardener also could not help but admire the youth.

"Such a handsome young man, and he seems like a good person, too. I wonder if he’s just a guest in this house or if he’s the owner."

During their lunch break, when the local hired workers returned home and shared what they had seen, their families naturally became curious.

Had a famous person come to their village?

A small and peaceful place like Beigou Village had little else to talk about at this time of year, especially before the tourists arrived.

One person passed the news to another, and soon, word spread throughout the local village.

Apparently, a very famous, filthy-rich young man had arrived in Beigou Village.

He was supposedly an aristocratic young master from the upper circles of high society in the capital. Some even said that he was an actor.

Most importantly, he was said to be incredibly handsome.

Old Lou, one of the gardeners hired to tend to the estate’s gardens, had supposedly been so stunned by the young man’s appearance that he was nearly blinded by his radiance.