"Are you an idiot? This is the Lamborghini concept explosive, and you call it a piece of junk? You're bragging too much!" Tang Pinliang cursed.
"What!? This car is an explosive?" Wu Peng was startled. He had naturally heard of this concept car.
"Young Master Liang, you are truly amazing. This concept car is not something money can buy. Your connections are incredible!" the people following Wu Peng exclaimed in shock, flattering him.
"This car isn't mine, it belongs to my brother-in-law!" Tang Pinliang explained coldly as Lin Feng happened to walk over.
Upon hearing that the car belonged to Lin Feng, not only was Wu Peng stunned, but everyone else's gaze towards Lin Feng also turned complex. So, Lin Feng was the real big shot! No wonder Tang Pinliang protected Lin Feng so much! Everyone suddenly realized something. Wu Peng's face grew even more unsightly, and he realized he might have provoked the wrong person!
"Wu Peng, you wanted to join the second-generation rich group, right? You can give up now! My brother-in-law is the group owner!" Tang Pinliang dropped another piece of news that shocked everyone.
Wu Peng was completely dumbfounded, his legs trembling. "Big brother, I was wrong. I was blind. I didn't know you were so awesome!"
"Now you know. You can scram!" Lin Feng said coldly, pressing the door to the sports car and motioning for Luo Chen to get into the passenger seat.
"Brother-in-law, what about me? I want to experience the explosive too?" Tang Pinliang looked at the domineering supercar in front of him, his heart stirring.
However, Lin Feng ignored him completely. With a step on the accelerator, the black supercar roared away like a fierce tiger. Most importantly, the car's acceleration was astonishingly fast, kicking up a gust of wind. In the blink of an eye, it was gone.
"Damn it! This car is truly monstrous! What kind of person drives a car like this?" Everyone was dumbfounded, deeply shocked by the ferocity of the explosive.
"Young Master Liang, considering our good relationship, please speak to your brother-in-law for me. I was truly wrong, please let him forgive me!" Wu Peng said with a bitter face, almost crying. He could see that Tang Pinliang was nothing in Lin Feng's eyes. And he was not even as influential as Tang Pinliang. How could he compete with Lin Feng?
"Hmph, you think you're worthy of begging my brother-in-law for forgiveness?" Tang Pinliang snorted dismissively, getting into his own Range Rover, but finding it unappealing. "Yeah, maybe I'll ask my brother-in-law to get me an explosive too sometime!" Tang Pinliang's eyes lit up, and his mood suddenly brightened considerably.
At that moment, Lin Feng was driving with Luo Chen. The little girl's face was pale with fright. Her delicate hands were gripping the car seat tightly, seemingly scared by the car's terrifying speed. At the same time, Luo Chen looked somewhat uneasy. It was evident that this was her first time riding in a sports car.
"Where do you live? I'll take you home?" Lin Feng slowed down and asked. Luo Chen took a deep breath, still shaken, and took out paper and a pen, writing down an address. Lin Feng glanced at it. Luo Chen lived in the old district of Qing City. If he remembered correctly, this old district was the area that Wan Zhongliang wanted to demolish last time he encountered him at the pharmacy. Thinking thoughtfully, Lin Feng soon drove to the old district.
Upon entering the old district, he saw dilapidated buildings and houses with large "Demolition" characters written on them. Luo Chen's home was within these rundown old buildings. Since the road ahead was too narrow, Lin Feng had to park the car and escort Luo Chen home on foot.
After walking through a dark alley, they arrived at a dilapidated old courtyard house. Lin Feng looked at the scene and wondered how Luo Chen had managed all these years. A young girl, not only streaming but also selling flowers, must have returned late at night. Wasn't she afraid walking down such dark paths alone?
"Brother Lin, I'm home. Please come in for a while!" Luo Chen wrote a line of small characters, inviting Lin Feng. Lin Feng did not refuse. He was curious about Luo Chen's living environment.
Following Luo Chen into the old courtyard house, he saw many flowers planted in the yard. These were the flowers Luo Chen usually sold. Besides the flowers Luo Chen grew herself, there were also many handmade woven items and wild vegetables that Luo Chen had dried.
"Chen Chen, is that Chen Chen back?" A hoarse voice came from inside the house. Luo Chen gently clapped her hands, a seemingly secret signal. Then, Luo Chen wrote on the paper, "Brother Lin, the person inside is my grandmother. It's just me and Grandma living here, and her legs aren't very convenient!"
"Oh, alright, let's go in then!" Lin Feng understood and followed Luo Chen into the house. The interior was kept very clean, with the kitchen right at the entrance. On either side of the kitchen were bedrooms. In one of the bedrooms, an old woman with white hair was lying on the bed watching television.
"Chen Chen, is this your friend?" The old lady noticed Lin Feng, looking somewhat surprised. Luo Chen nodded, signaling Lin Feng to go to her room. Lin Feng had no choice but to follow Luo Chen to her bedroom.
The bedroom was where Luo Chen usually streamed. The room was spotlessly clean, and the white walls were adorned with paintings by Luo Chen herself. Anyone unfamiliar would think Luo Chen lived in a decent house. In reality, Luo Chen's room was not very large. Besides a computer desk and equipment for live streaming, there was only a simple single bed. It seemed Luo Chen had left in a hurry, as her lingerie was scattered on the bedsheet. The lingerie looked old, as if worn for many years, but it was quite small. Lin Feng glanced at the underwear, then at Luo Chen's chest, and only then realized that both Luo Chen and Liu Mengyao belonged to the petite type. Luo Chen seemed to notice the items on the bed, her small face flushing as she quickly went to put the lingerie away.
"Brother Lin, please sit and have some tea. I grew this tea myself. I'll go change!" Luo Chen wrote a message for Lin Feng and then brewed him a pot of tea.
"Okay, you go ahead." Lin Feng took the tea and took a sip. It tasted really good, very fragrant.
"Young man, when did you and my Chen Chen meet? This girl has never mentioned you to me!" The old lady's voice came from the adjacent bedroom. Lin Feng put down his teacup and went to the old lady's room. "Grandma, I haven't known Luo Chen for long. She's very kind, a good girl."
"Yes, my Chen Chen is very good. It's just that this girl has bad luck. She's congenitally mute, and her parents died in an accident shortly after she was born. I, this old woman, have bad legs and feet. This girl has really suffered!" The old lady sighed inwardly.
"Grandma, don't worry too much. Congenital mutism can actually be treated. One day, Luo Chen will be able to speak," Lin Feng said with a smile, comforting her. He had already decided to help Luo Chen recover her speech function. Unfortunately, treating congenital speech disorders requires an extremely rare medicinal herb called Seven-Leaf Grass. This grass has seven leaves, each with a different color, and it would be difficult for Bai Zimo to obtain it! Of course, there was another way to cure Luo Chen, which was for Lin Feng's cultivation to reach the ninth level of Qi Condensation, using his profound true qi to stimulate her language system to regain vitality. Lin Feng was only at the first level of Qi Condensation, and he himself did not know when he would reach the ninth level. Therefore, Lin Feng could only focus his attention on the Seven-Leaf Grass.