"I Want to Sleep with You" - ◆Father Dies, Son Succeeds (Part 3)

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Lin Yu got out of the car carrying a thermos when He Ji's message came in.
“I’m home. When are you coming back? Aunt Zou said the soup is getting cold.”
She didn't reply, hurriedly put away her phone, and took the elevator from the underground parking lot all the way to the VIP ward on the upper floor. As soon as she arrived at the door, she heard He Hong's commotion inside, as well as the intermittent soothing voice of another middle-aged man.
"...Mr. He, please calm down...I had someone calculate your wife's fate, and it turns out she's the most compatible with you...Your illness improved in the first few days after she married into the family...You can't hit her...Hitting her would be terrible. You hit the young master and it was fine, but you had a relapse as soon as you tried to hit your wife. Doesn't that prove something?"
Lin Yu took a few deep breaths and slowly pushed open the door—the sounds inside instantly disappeared, and He Hong and the people around him all turned their attention to Lin Yu.
Lin Yu hesitated for two seconds, then took a few steps forward with a forced smile: "Mr. Yang, I've come to bring Old He some soup."
Mr. Yang is the man who advised He Hong to marry a woman to bring him good luck, and he's also the one who just warned He Hong not to mistreat Lin Yu. His name is Yang En. He has been by He Hong's side since he was young and is one of He Hong's most trusted confidants.
Yang En smiled, looking very kind: "The young madam has come at just the right time. Mr. He has been tired of us staying here for too long. It's good that the young madam is here to take care of us."
After saying that, the man called the others to leave. Lin Yu watched them leave, and the room suddenly became quiet.
He Hong looked unwell, having just stepped off the emergency table; his face was still haggard. "Who sent you? I don't want to see you. Get out."
Lin Yu choked, cursing the old man in her heart for being ungrateful, but since she was under his roof, she still had to put on a smile and coax him: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, don't get sick because of me. I'm protecting Xiao Ji, isn't it all for your sake?"
He Hong's wrinkled face twitched, and after rolling his eyes, he finally deigned to look at him: "What?"
Lin Yu readily accepted the offer and quickly went over to open the lid of the thermos. The delicate aroma of the broth immediately filled the entire room.
"Here's what I'm thinking: First, we only have one child in the family, and you always pamper him like the apple of your eye. It's a small matter to scold or hit him in a moment of anger; the real problem is that our father and son will grow apart."
"...Secondly, as you know, my relationship with Xiao Ji has never been good, and I haven't been able to find a chance to get close to the child. People outside look down on me, saying I'm not presentable and that even my stepson doesn't like me. It hurts me too..."
As she spoke, she squeezed out two tears in a very convincing manner.
Regardless of how much of her long speech was true and how much was false, the mix of truth and falsehood made it hard for He Hong not to believe her. The pent-up frustration he felt at being "dealt with" by his son and wife instantly dissipated. When Lin Yu finally spoke those two words of weakness and grievance, He Hong was reminded of Yang En's words.
The expert Yang En consulted said that Lin Yu was a lucky star for the He family and could not be mistreated, otherwise the family would decline.
He Hong was a shrewd man, having spent many years navigating the treacherous waters of the underworld; his ability to change his expression was second to none. He immediately softened his tone: "...Alright, you've had it tough, I'll let it go this time. But Ayu, you absolutely cannot disobey me next time, understand?"
Lin Yu nodded vigorously, then offered her the freshly served soup with extra attentiveness.
When she came out of the ward, it was already past nine o'clock at night. Thinking of the message He Ji sent in the underground parking lot, she quickly opened WeChat.
"Xiao Ji, Auntie will be home soon. If you're hungry, go ahead and eat. Don't worry about me."
Lin Yu was secretly delighted, her high heels clicking loudly – ever since she pleaded for He Ji yesterday and took a slap for him, the boy's attitude towards her had subtly begun to improve. For example, now he even knew to wait for her to eat together.
Lin Yu decided to seize this opportunity, appease the elders, and then win over the younger ones. This way, she, an outsider, could gradually integrate into the He family. Then, she wouldn't have to worry about not getting a share in the inheritance agreement.
On the other side, at the He family villa.
He Ji glanced at the reply on her phone, then at the cold food in front of her, and a hint of displeasure flashed across her delicate features.
"Aunt Zou."
A well-dressed middle-aged woman stepped forward, her face kind: "What's wrong, Xiao Ji?"
"Could you please heat up the food? That girl is coming back for dinner."
—It's so annoying. No one has ever made him wait this long before, and she has the nerve to call herself "Auntie," even though she's not that much older than him. If it weren't for the favor he did for her yesterday, who would bother with that woman?
He Ji muttered to himself, every word filled with complaints about Lin Yu, but what he said aloud was: "Oh right, make another steamed egg custard, I remember she seems to like it."
Aunt Zou was momentarily stunned before realizing that the young master was referring to the young mistress when he said "that person". He used to be too lazy to address her, and his disdain was obvious; he wouldn't even look at her directly. But now he's a little better.
Aunt Zou knew in her heart that the young master remembered the young mistress's kindness. After all, she had worked in the He family for so many years, and this was the first time someone had dared to stop the slap from being slapped by the master in his anger and plead for the young master. No wonder.
However, this woman was incredibly resourceful, or perhaps just incredibly lucky. Even in this situation, she managed to escape this calamity and is still alive and well. Not only that, she even managed to win over the young master, who was the most difficult person to get close to.
Aunt Zou knew she couldn't envy other people's fate, and could only hope that once this young mistress truly rose to power, she would be easier to serve.
...
After Lin Yu's relationship with He Ji improved slightly, she realized that the child wasn't so unpleasant after all. She heard from the family servants that he had lost his mother at a very young age. He Hong's temper was well-known, so it was no surprise that He Ji had developed such a cold personality over the years.
But Lin Yu gradually realized that He Ji was actually very easy to coax. His heart was not so hard to pry open, and once it was slightly opened, it was followed by a heartfelt confession.
After all, he's only a fourteen-year-old child.
The child never gave her the cold shoulder again. Although he still didn't call her "Mom," he would nod and respond when she spoke to him, and sometimes he would even take the initiative to pick up on Lin Yu's words.
A few days later, He Hong was going abroad to discuss an international project. Before leaving, he told Lin Yu that He Ji should not waste his time at home after finishing his tutoring classes, and to urge him to read some books when he had free time.
Lin Yu was also very conscientious, and she really urged He Ji to read every day, and even asked someone to install a bookshelf on the first floor.
That day, He Ji went home after class. Lin Yu had moved a recliner to sit next to the tall French-style floor-to-ceiling window on the first floor. She put a few books on her body, pretended to read them for a couple of seconds, and then fell asleep.
He Ji walked over and picked up the book she had dropped. As he stood up, Lin Yu rolled over, her pale arm suddenly waving in front of him—
He paused for a moment, then looked up and saw the faint cleavage created by her arms pressing against her loose neckline.

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