Lin Chen felt that Qi Xiuyi was truly a very clingy person.

On Qi Wendong’s WeChat account, the frequency of messages received from Qi Xiuyi had greatly decreased over the years. Often there were only three to five messages a night, and the total number of messages in a day was generally only ten to twenty.

This frequency of messages was the result of deliberate reduction.

After getting used to it, Lin Chen slowly forgot what Qi Xiuyi was like when firing on all cylinders.

——Until today.

After Lin Chen hung up Qi Xiuyi’s call, he just took a bath. When he came out of the bathroom and checked his phone, it was 99+.

After finally clearing the messages and replying to them, he kissed and hugged Cheng Huanzhen. Tired afterwards, he lay on the bed and checked his phone—99+ again.

Cleared messages, went to sleep, woke up—99+. Scrolling up through messages for ten minutes couldn’t reach the beginning.

Lin Chen: “…”

Lin Chen finished washing up, and while eating breakfast, he finally scrolled to the point where he had stopped replying to messages last night.

While sighing with emotion, he turned his head and said to Cheng Huanzhen: “I found someone even clingier than you.”

Cheng Huanzhen: “?”

Cheng Huanzhen sat up straight, stiffened his back, stared at Lin Chen, and asked: “Who?”

Lin Chen laughed at him: “Why so easily affected? Eat properly! I didn’t mean to praise someone else as better than you.”

Cheng Huanzhen slowly and reluctantly relaxed his back and continued eating, only occasionally sneaking glances at Lin Chen who was still messaging others.

Lin Chen to Qi Xiuyi: [Excuse me, Curator Qi, do you not need to sleep?]

Qi Xiuyi: [I said just call me by my name, don’t call me by my job title!]

Qi Xiuyi: [You don’t understand at all! This concerns my brother’s reputation and authority. I advise you not to get involved in the family dispute between me and my dad!!]

Qi Xiuyi: [!@#$%……]

In the blink of an eye, a long string of bubbles swished into the message window.

Lin Chen didn’t know where Qi Xiuyi had gone to train his typing speed over these years.

He had just typed half a sentence, raised his eyelids to look, and Qi Xiuyi had already driven a car at 180 miles per hour and swerved the topic three thousand miles away.

Lin Chen: “…”

Lin Chen frustratingly deleted the expired text in the chat box.

Sneering, he changed it to a more versatile sentence: [Oh, I thought I had become your digital pacifier.]

After admiring Qi Xiuyi’s spirit, provoked by his words into a surge of chat bubbles, Lin Chen praised him again: [Not bad, good godbrother, very spirited!]

Then he calmly turned on Do Not Disturb, put down his phone, and spent half a day with zero phone concentration.

Of course, only he had zero concentration.

Cheng Huanzhen, burdened with an annual target of fifty million, needed to return to the company to busy himself with work during the day today. However, unable to feel at ease about Lin Chen, he specially picked a secretary to accompany Lin Chen before the meeting.

But even so, thinking it over during the meeting, he still felt it wasn’t enough.

The secretary was a civil servant. If they really encountered someone with ill intentions, what use would having a secretary beside Little Uncle be?

So as soon as Cheng Huanzhen came out of the company, he said to Lin Chen: “Little Uncle, let’s hire some more bodyguards for the house. That way, bodyguards can follow you when you go out, making it safer.”

Lin Chen counted on his fingers.

Lin Chen: “Right now at home, we have already reserved a butler, a driver, a rabbit, a cat, and a dog. If we add three bodyguards rotating in three shifts, plus the two of us, there will be ten moving creatures in the house!”

Cheng Huanzhen thought for a moment and said doubtfully: “Adding up to a total of five staff members, isn’t that okay? Grandfather lives alone in the old mansion, but the various staff members there add up to ten or twenty people. We haven’t hired a doctor or a chef, and haven’t separated the butler and cleaning staff yet; we are already very frugal.”

Lin Chen: “?”

Lin Chen: “I suggest simplifying things. Pick one from the bodyguards who can act as a driver, then pick one from the butlers who can act as a bodyguard, and let them both hold two posts.”

Cheng Huanzhen turned his body seriously: “This will make the risk resistance capability very poor, Little Uncle. If the driver or butler is bribed by a rival, or if someone has disloyal thoughts and wants to run away with money, it will be very difficult for us to discover and stop them before the incident happens.”

Lin Chen was shocked: “Do I have a throne under my butt? Do I need to prevent them from rebelling??”

Seeing that Lin Chen didn’t take the matter seriously, Cheng Huanzhen widened his eyes and grabbed Lin Chen to persuade him vigorously: “Little Uncle, consider this seriously. Something like this really happened to one of my relatives’ families before!”

Lin Chen felt this was still too exaggerated.

So they discussed this issue for a whole day.

At the end of the day, the two unanimously decided to temporarily shelve the issue of hiring bodyguards.

Cheng Huanzhen was not very satisfied with this result.

So he quietly added a task to his phone’s schedule: “Find positive cases where butler, driver, and bodyguard positions are separated, and think about how to persuade Little Uncle.”

Just then, a WeChat message popped up.

It was a message from Fang Ji.

Fang Ji asked him: [Are you really bringing him tonight?]

Fang Ji cared a lot about his Little Uncle.

When Little Uncle went missing before, Fang Ji was the most active among the three families he sought help from. He would diligently track his progress in finding Little Uncle almost every day. Besides what he actively requested, Fang Ji also seriously offered many suggestions for finding Little Uncle.

Later, after finding Little Uncle and telling Fang Ji that he wanted to bring Little Uncle to his concert, Fang Ji would run over from time to time to ask him one or two repetitive and meaningless questions like this one now.

Cheng Huanzhen never liked answering repetitive questions (Little Uncle’s questions excepted), and Fang Ji had asked this question more than three times.

So he simply scrolled up the message history to his last answer of “Yes,” chose to quote it, and typed a “1”.

Fang Ji did not express anger at his laziness.

Fang Ji replied to him: [ (Animated Sticker – Cat scratching.jpg) ]

Fang Ji: [Okay! Tonight I will try my best to present the best performance. Hope you enjoy it happily [Cute][Heart]!]

Cheng Huanzhen replied politely: [Looking forward to it. Thank you.]

Fang Ji’s concert was scheduled for eight o’clock in the evening.

It happened to be late winter and early spring, so the theme of Fang Ji’s concert was “The Fourth Spring.”

This was not the first time Lin Chen attended Fang Ji’s concert.

But it was indeed the first time attending as “Lin Chen.”

He was slightly worried about this, considering whether he needed to bring a mask.

But on second thought, he seemed to have worn a mask during those years as a “Metaphysics Master.” And photos without a mask had been spread everywhere by Cheng Huanzhen during the time he was missing.

Thinking this way, Lin Chen simply gave up on the mask.

Cheng Huanzhen had prepared two tickets for the front row center early on.

Seeing the row number, Lin Chen asked: “Is this the ticket you asked Little Ji for?”

Cheng Huanzhen said: “No, Little Uncle, this is the ticket Fang Ji actively sent me after learning I was bringing you over.”

Lin Chen got out of the car, confirming it made no difference whether he wore a mask or not. He said: “Sending tickets for such good seats, people who don’t know might think you are very close.”

Cheng Huanzhen had just come out of the car door. Hearing this, he immediately straightened up, looked over the car at Lin Chen, and said: “Little Uncle, you clearly know this ticket isn’t for me!”

Lin Chen smiled beamingly: “But seeing you specially straighten up to clarify with me is very interesting.”

Lin Chen walked briskly towards the venue.

Cheng Huanzhen hurriedly went around the car, trotted to catch up with Lin Chen’s steps, put the car keys in his pocket with one hand, and grabbed Lin Chen’s wrist with the other.

Only after holding the wrist did Cheng Huanzhen let out a long breath. He said dissatisfiedly: “Little Uncle, you are teasing me again.”

Lin Chen raised his eyebrows in surprise: “What, don’t want it? If you don’t want it, I’ll go tease someone else!”

Cheng Huanzhen: “…You clearly know I definitely want it. Little Uncle, you are teasing me again!”

Seeing he was about to repeat himself again, Lin Chen immediately performed a quick coax with a smile—

Turning his head, a light kiss could solve 99% of Cheng Huanzhen problems.

Today was no exception.

Just like this, Lin Chen took Cheng Huanzhen into the venue.

The venue was packed; looking around, it was all crowds of people.

However, their seats were very far forward, so the crowd behind wouldn’t affect them much.

Lin Chen had always liked listening to concerts.

If it were a purely instrumental concert, he liked to close his eyes while listening, letting his head sway gently with the music.

But Fang Ji’s music wasn’t purely instrumental; dance accounted for half of the brilliance.

If he closed his eyes and just listened, the meaning would be halved, and the ticket price would be a waste of half.

With tinkling sounds, the young man arrived gracefully on stage.

Following the tinkling sounds, the young man flew quickly across the stage like a butterfly.

The brisk and slightly sorrowful tinkling percussion sounds echoed and spread throughout the venue through special effect processing.

Fang Ji was not fighting alone now.

His jewelry company was fully established.

His music team had also officially expanded into a professional team size.

On stage, besides him, there were several backup dancers also wearing musical jewelry sets for auxiliary accompaniment.

Lin Chen had listened to almost every piece of Fang Ji’s music.

But being at the concert scene like now, fully experiencing a completely focused “performance,” didn’t happen many times.

Lin Chen thought, watching music and dance live was indeed more sensational than listening in front of a grave.

An hour and a half passed. With the end of the last piece of music, thunderous applause erupted in the venue.

Behind Lin Chen happened to be two fervent fans. While applauding, they whispered loudly and excitedly about how Fang Ji’s performance today could become a representative work handed down for a long time.

Seeing they liked Fang Ji, Lin Chen also felt joy for Fang Ji.

The applause gradually subsided, and the audience and music team began to exit respectively.

Cheng Huanzhen could finally say something audible to Lin Chen.

Cheng Huanzhen judged clearly: “Little Uncle, you seem to like Fang Ji’s concert very much. Then let’s come a few more times in the future.”

Lin Chen: “Come a few more times? Then we can’t ask Little Ji for tickets every time.”

Seeing Lin Chen about to leave, Cheng Huanzhen stopped Lin Chen at the venue entrance in time.

Cheng Huanzhen asked: “Little Uncle, since we made a trip here, don’t you want to meet Fang Ji?”

Lin Chen stopped his steps, turned back with smiling eyes, facing the light, standing at the bottom of the stairs asking him: “What, do you really want to introduce friends to me?”

Cheng Huanzhen inexplicably felt that the Little Uncle at this moment had a special sense of gentleness.

But more of his attention at this time fell behind Little Uncle—it was darkness, with only sparse streetlights barely illuminating the whole street.

Worried that something might suddenly jump out of the darkness, Cheng Huanzhen took a step forward, jumped down the stairs, and grabbed Little Uncle’s hand.

Only then did he answer Little Uncle’s words: “But Little Uncle, they are people you already know, yet they don’t know you now. That’s too bad.”

Cheng Huanzhen paused and said in a low voice: “I just feel that Little Uncle, you don’t actually just want to read at home every time after work. If more people know you, then your choices can be more varied.”

Lin Chen chuckled and kissed him: “Alright, thank you, making you worry for me again.”

“However, I was wondering, is it really good to meet Little Ji with my identity?”

Lin Chen was a bit troubled: “After all, I am somehow a ‘Metaphysics Master’.”

Cheng Huanzhen just wanted to say something.

But at this moment, a man in a formal suit approached from the side.

The other party stopped beside the two and asked politely: “May I ask if you are Mr. Lin and Mr. Cheng?”

Lin Chen turned his eyes back: “You are?”

The other party took a step forward, lowered his voice, and said: “Gentlemen, it is inconvenient for Mr. Fang to come over. He is waiting for you over there.”