C3 It's a Long Story

Although he wanted to, he had to go. Lin Feiyun steeled his heart and followed the butler to the old man's study. When he reached the door of the study, he knocked on the door nervously.

"Kid, have you learned your lesson? Do you know how to knock?" When he entered the room, the old man sitting in front of a large mahogany desk sneered. He stared at Lin Feiyun and said in a deep voice.

"Grandfather..." Lin Feiyun stuttered, but he did not know what to say. He just stood awkwardly in front of the desk and awkwardly looked at the old man with white hair and beard.

"Go to work tomorrow. If you make any more trouble, ___ said. I'll just treat it as if I don't have a grandson like you. I'll hire a law to beat you to death." The old man raised his head and looked at Lin Feiyun, then he said in a deep voice.

"I understand, I understand..." Lin Feiyun nodded his head repeatedly. No matter what, there was no need for him to be beaten up again, right? It was not a bad thing to go to work. He would slowly get familiar with it. Then, he would go and find out the whereabouts of his senior sister and the others.

"This is the address..." The old man looked at the bandages on Lin Feiyun's body and relaxed his tone. He handed a piece of paper to Lin Feiyun.

"Huagang City?" Lin Feiyun looked at the content of the paper and could not help but call out. Huagang City was a city under the jurisdiction of Xilin City. It wasn't big. Compared to a provincial city like Xilin, it was a lot worse. Wasn't working in his own company?

"If you can't do it well, Feiyun Group will not welcome you." The old man stared at Lin Feiyun and said in a deep voice. He waved his hand to signal Lin Feiyun to leave.

"What's going on?" Lin Feiyun held the paper in his hand. He stood at the door of the study and did not know whether to laugh or cry. He did not know what to do.

When he returned to the room, Lin Feiyun found that his mother, Nangong Hong, was waiting for him in the room. He couldn't help but have tears in his eyes, no matter what kind of scum Lin Feiyun was in the past. However, his mother's thoughts were always the same. When he was seriously injured... This girl had shed countless tears at him while he was unconscious. Although Lin Feiyun couldn't move, This made Lin Feiyun, who had never had a mother's love since he was young, look at this girl. He felt a trace of warmth in his heart.

"Don't blame your grandfather. He did this for your own good..." Nangong Hong looked at Lin Feiyun's face. Just as she opened her mouth to say something, she couldn't help but shed tears.

"I know, don't worry..." Lin Feiyun quickly said. He went up to Nangong Hong and spoke to him. He said a few jokes that made Nangong Hong laugh, and only then did he heave a sigh of relief.

The next morning, without any hesitation, Lin Feiyun was sent to the train by the housekeeper who had been following the old man all this time. He couldn't help but sigh. He thought he was a rich man. In the end, the old man only gave him ten thousand yuan. He didn't even have an extra penny, and he even bought a hard seat...

Just as Lin Feiyun sighed and sat down, he suddenly looked up and saw Liu Jia sitting opposite him looking at him with a sad face. He couldn't help but be shocked and call out, "Why are you here too?"

"Same situation as you, I was also exiled..." Liu Jia cursed and pointed his middle finger at the window. He took out a cigarette and lit it.