Sinful Love (Father-Daughter Relationship) - Part 1, Chapter 12

Sure enough, the next day at school, the number of people pointing and whispering suddenly increased, and the number of classmates smiling at me grew exponentially—faster than the growth rate of my dad's company's capital. A large portion of the students at Yucai School were children of business people, and when it comes to business, Lin Rui's name is inevitably mentioned. From the fawning smiles of my classmates, I realized that their parents' companies all had some connection to Shengshi Group, standing before my dad in a controlled position. Business and politics, all interconnected—it turns out Lin Rui is such a well-connected name here. It's a pity I haven't taken advantage of this in my 17 years; I should have beaten up those street thugs and taken them to a juvenile detention center for a visit.
But apart from Li Xin, no one dared approach me, and I was happy to enjoy my solitude. I confirmed the exam date with my tutor again, and I had two months to prepare. From this point on, I no longer needed to follow the regular coursework, because I was bringing honor to the school—a wonderful life. Actually, I didn't hate studying; on the contrary, I mastered the knack of it at a young age, allowing me to handle all exams, tests, and selections with ease. Except for a few specific people, I couldn't be bothered with others, and the time saved was used for studying. Coupled with my father's excellent genes, it would be strange if I didn't achieve something academically.
Li Xin said she'd be lonely if I didn't come to school, so I suggested she come to my house and have my dad entertain her. She immediately beamed like an octopus, her face lighting up. What a shameless girl, prioritizing romance over friendship! But what did she say? – "You're my friend, he's your dad. How can that be called 'prioritizing romance over friendship'?"
I truly believe her scheming eyes!
After school, I went straight to Vivia Coffee. After sitting down, I suddenly realized that Zeng Cong hadn't actually agreed; maybe he didn't want to see me, or maybe he was just too busy. As a student, I was carefree and could do whatever I wanted.
Just as I finished my coffee, Zeng Cong arrived unexpectedly—it was a little past 5 o'clock. He saw me and said apologetically, "I'm so sorry, something came up and I kept you waiting."
"No, it was I who took time out of my busy schedule to call you out; I'm the one who should apologize."
Only Zeng Cong came; Ray didn't come. I don't know if Zeng Cong didn't tell him or if he didn't want to come. I think the latter is unlikely.
"Miss Lin, is there something you need from me?"
"Then I'll get straight to the point—has Ray been blacklisted?"
He paused for a moment, then remained noncommittal.
I continued, "My classmate told me the specifics. Considering I helped him shoot a cover just last week, the blacklisting must have happened in the last few days, right?"
"Miss Lin, your imagination is..."
"It's actually true, isn't it!" I suddenly said in a low voice, the sudden change startling Zeng Cong. "I could tell from your flustered words yesterday and your stammering attitude today. Don't underestimate a future lawyer."
Zeng Cong looked at me for a few seconds, looking defeated.
"Ms. Lin's observation is truly insightful, I admire it. Indeed, Ray has been sidelined by the company."
I finally breathed a sigh of relief—actually, half of what I said just now was bluffing, but it still had an effect.
"As Ms. Lin said, Ray is currently being sidelined, and the company has suspended all of his activities."
"The reason? An inappropriate relationship with a female celebrity?"
Zeng Cong gave a wry smile.
There was no explanation.
"No explanation whatsoever?!"
He nodded.
That's strange—to ban a singer who brings in profits without any reason, has the head of the management company lost his mind? No, there is actually a reason, but judging from the current situation, he doesn't want others to know, not even the person being banned.
"So, what's Ray's situation now?"
"I'm very depressed. It happened so suddenly and without any reason, but more importantly, I can't sing."
I understand Ray's feelings. The pain of having one's instinctive desires suppressed is unbearable.
"Can I go see him now?"
I said these words very carefully, and I even felt that it was a bit shameless of me, but Zeng Cong's face showed a happy look.
"Then I'll trouble you to comfort him."
Ray's home is in Green Hills, not far away, a paradise for the middle class. I never imagined that Ray, who was once very popular, was hiding here.
The house looks ordinary from the outside, but the ceiling inside is very high, and the walls are made of special materials for soundproofing. Therefore, the pale color perfectly reflects the owner's current mood.
"His room is on the second floor, around the corner."
Zeng Cong said.
I slowly walked up the elevated staircase, which circled around and around. Suddenly, I felt like I was walking on the steps of a church. I looked up, thinking I could see the image of the Virgin Mary on the ceiling, but it was just a cold, white image, devoid of any color.
A soft, melodious singing came from Ray's room. I pushed open the door, making a creaking sound. The person inside turned around and immediately showed a surprised expression.
"I haven't seen you for 5 days."
I smiled.
"sound?!"
"Didn't I tell you not to call me 'Yin'?"
I pretended to be angry. He grinned and showed his teeth.
"Why is it you?"
"Can't I come?"
No.
He quickly explained and offered me a seat.
His room contained only a very ordinary bed, along with a drum set, guitar, bass, and sheet music scribbled all over the floor. Ray was sitting on the floor, and I stood by the wall looking at the posters—this narcissistic guy had covered all the walls of his room with his own posters and photos.
I suddenly said, "The more an ideal is thwarted by overwhelming obstacles, the more its value is revealed. If you're going to give up halfway, don't start by shouting useless slogans, only to end up being laughed at."
He stared at me, dumbfounded, not understanding what I was saying.
"So it's the same for you. As long as people listen to your singing, that's enough. So what if you don't have a management company? You started in an underground band, right? Now you're just back to square one."
"What? So you knew everything all along."
Ray gave an embarrassed smile. He said, "I was wondering why you showed up. Did Zeng Cong invite you?"
"I asked Mr. Zeng to do it."
He stopped talking, and it was unclear what he was thinking.
"I'm telling you, Ray," seeing his dejected look, it seems I have to pull out my trump card! "I did treat you to coffee, you should at least reciprocate, it's only fair."
"Why?"
His brain can't keep up with my pace.
I pulled him up.
Go sing me a song.
As I pulled him downstairs, I called out, "Mr. Zeng, please prepare the car."
Zeng Cong was preparing tea when he heard the noise and came out of the kitchen. I grabbed him and pulled him towards the door. I shoved the two grown men, one in each arm, into the car, then leisurely sat in the back and bossed the two in the front, "Target: the underground band—Courage! Let's go!"
Ray and Zeng Cong, both amused and exasperated, obeyed my orders—the Mercedes, named "Courage," set off.

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