Chapter 199 - 127: President Zhang, How Could I Not Trust You?

Chapter 199: Chapter 127: President Zhang, How Could I Not Trust You?

Zhang Lin looked at Fu Yao, who was completely still in the car. Ultimately, he had only one choice: take her home.

"Can you drive?" Zhang Lin asked Ye Ling, who was still standing guard nearby with a few of his men.

The head of security was certainly dedicated.

"Yes, Boss!" Ye Ling replied at once.

"Drive me home," Zhang Lin instructed as he got into the back seat as well.

Fu Yao was drunk and sitting motionless in the back seat, so he definitely had to look after her.

The car would surely be swaying once it started moving, and drunk people are unsteady. So, to keep her safe, he held the young woman in his arms.

Ye Ling was a decent driver, but he didn’t know where Zhang Lin lived. So, with Zhang Lin giving directions, he drove to Zhang Lin’s residential complex.

Zhang Lin then carried Fu Yao upstairs.

Ye Ling, meanwhile, hurried out of the complex and called Liu De.

Before long, Liu De arrived, driving a tricycle packed with the farm’s security guards.

The moment Ye Ling got in, he complained, "Liu De, you misrepresented the boss’s orders! He clearly said to just bring a few guys to keep an eye on things, but you had me bring everyone out."

"???" Liu De grew frantic when he heard this. "What are you talking about? I clearly said the boss told you to take a few guys to the bar. You were the one who said the boss was in trouble at the bar and that we should bring everyone!"

"No, I never said that!" Ye Ling quickly shook his head. "You must have been the one who misunderstood the boss, Liu De. In any case, that’s the version I told the boss."

"..." Liu De was suddenly seized by an impulse. A large truck was approaching from the opposite direction. ’Should I just drive right into it and we can all die together?’

But on second thought, he decided to spare him.

...

Back home, Zhang Lin was faced with another dilemma as he held Fu Yao in his arms.

The apartment his dad had bought was a typical three-bedroom. His mom was sleeping in one room, he had his own, and the third was filled with miscellaneous items, making it unusable for sleeping.

’Should I put Fu Yao in my room? And I sleep on the couch?’

Thankfully, his mom’s bedroom door opened.

His mom was still awake, even at this late hour, which solved his problem.

"Mom, can you help me look after Fu Yao tonight? She’s drunk, and I’ve had a lot to drink myself!" Zhang Lin said to his mom, feigning a drunken state.

"How did you both get so drunk? Put her in the bedroom!" Lin Yan immediately instructed.

Zhang Lin carried Fu Yao into his mom’s room and laid her on the bed.

After entrusting Fu Yao to his mom, he returned to his own room, finally out of his predicament.

Lin Yan looked at Fu Yao, then immediately went to get a clean towel to wipe her face. ’She is my son’s girlfriend, after all!’

...

The next day, Zhang Lin woke up and checked the game screen in his mind. He processed the newly refreshed items for the day. Once finished, he left his room, only to be surprised by the sight of two figures bustling about in the kitchen: Lin Yan and Fu Yao.

"You’re up! Come and eat. Fu Yao personally made breakfast for you this morning!" Lin Yan called out as soon as she saw Zhang Lin.

"Breakfast is ready," Fu Yao also greeted him nervously, her pretty face flushing slightly.

’He held her hand last night.’

Zhang Lin nodded, sat down, and tried the breakfast Fu Yao had made. ’As for holding her hand last night,’ he thought, ’that wasn’t nearly as memorable as holding her all night!’

He had to admit, Fu Yao made some excellent fried eggs. They were delicious.

"Fu Yao, are you coming to the farm with me later, or would you like to go home first?" Zhang Lin asked as he ate.

Fu Yao quickly replied, "I’ll go to the farm with you. I already showered this morning, so I can just change into my work clothes when we get there!"

"Okay." Zhang Lin nodded. After they finished eating, he took Fu Yao with him to Li Yuan Farm.

He parked the Mercedes S-Class in front of the office center. As he and Fu Yao got out of the car together, Lin Muxue and the others who were also just arriving at Li Yuan Farm all gave them knowing looks.

Fu Yao felt their stares, and her face instantly turned red.

She wasn’t an idiot; she knew what they must be thinking. Mortified, she scurried toward the office center.

"Senior Sister Lin, you really showed me some of your dance moves last night!" Zhang Lin couldn’t resist teasing when he saw Lin Muxue.

"President Zhang, you must have been mistaken." Lin Muxue’s current strategy was simple: deny everything. She walked straight into the office center.

’What does the Lin Muxue who was blowing off steam at the bar last night have to do with Director Lin of Li Yuan Farm, who is at work today?’

Zhang Lin chuckled and entered the office center. He had just sat down in his office when his secretary, Zhong Miaoying, came in. "President Zhang, our farm’s security guards are famous!"

"Is it because of what happened at the bar last night?" Zhang Lin guessed.

After all, with how menacing the group looked, it would be easy for them to be mistaken for a gang of thugs if someone filmed them.

It was lucky no one had called the police. If someone had and the cops showed up, they would’ve all had to give statements and might have even needed to be bailed out.

Zhong Miaoying shook her head, took out her phone, and played a video for Zhang Lin. "President Zhang, you’ll understand once you watch this."

Looking at the video, Zhang Lin saw three tricycles speeding down a road. The back of each was packed with men in black tank tops and shorts, all holding security batons.

The scene looked incredibly imposing, but the combination of elements was jarringly out of place.

The real kicker was the comment section, where people were having a field day:

"Holy shit, I thought these guys were heading to a huge fight, but then I saw the three tricycles and I just lost it."

"The men are absolute units, but the vehicles suck. You’ve got a legendary warrior riding a shoddy horse?"

"Please, I’m begging you, get them a new ride! These vehicles aren’t worthy of these absolute legends!"

"..."