Old Deng awakens: He starts by eliminating the yoga pants in the county town!

Lin Dawei repeated Cai Rong's words to himself, and the more he talked, the more dizzy he became.

No wonder this kid dares to be so arrogant.

In this county town, such a network of relationships is indeed enough to suppress half the sky.

Lin Dawei didn't reply, he just stood there with a sullen face.

The black short-sleeved shirt was stretched to show clear lines, but not in an exaggerated way. It made the person look more capable and sharp, shedding their previous superficiality.

Cai Rong was very close to him and could observe him clearly.

His face was thinner, his features were more defined, and his eyes had a more stern look, making him appear much younger and more energetic than before.

Her figure no longer has that loose, bloated look it used to have.

His shoulders and back were taut, his chest was firm, and his waist and abdomen were tense, as if he had gathered all his strength into his bones and muscles.

That overwhelming sense of oppression was a kind of sedimentation.

Her gaze slowly slid down from Lin Dawei's gloomy face.

First, her gaze fell on his taut shoulders and chest, then followed the fabric down to his waist and abdomen, revealing the faint undulations of his waist and abdomen. Her breath caught in her throat for a moment.

She swallowed hard; she really liked this style.

I never realized Old Lin had changed so much lately.

Refined and robust, he looked as if he had been re-polished, exuding a solid and tough masculinity.

Compared to the pot-bellied, drunken owners of mahjong parlors, they're worlds apart.

"Brother Lin."

Cai Rong's voice softened.

It's deliberately elongated.

She leaned forward, her soft breasts almost brushing against Lin Dawei's arm.

A hand with red nail polish mischievously groped along the edge of Lin Dawei's clothes.

The moment her fingertips touched those hard abs, her eyes almost welled up with tears.

Lin Dawei grabbed her wrist.

It wasn't a lot of force, but it prevented her from advancing even an inch further.

I'm not in the mood today.

Lin Dawei glanced at Cai Rong's face.

"There are people coming and going outside, so it's not convenient."

He released his grip and turned to take the doorknob.

Thanks this time, see you next time.

Before Cai Rong could speak, Lin Dawei pushed open the door and came out.

He shut out Cai Rong's resentful yet slightly flirtatious gaze behind the door.

……

Back to the old neighborhood.

The lingering musty smell in the hallway calmed Lin Dawei's agitated nerves a little.

He had just inserted the key into the lock.

The security door across the hall was pushed open from the inside.

Tang Xiu was wearing a slightly faded floral short-sleeved shirt and loose shorts.

Her hair was casually tied back, and she was holding a spatula in her hand.

"Brother Dawei, you're back?"

She had a gentle smile on her face.

"I'm about to cook, hurry up and wash your hands and come eat."

During this time, Lin Dawei got used to eating at Tang Xiu's place.

Without any hesitation, he took out his key and followed him inside.

The room wasn't big, but it was kept very clean.

Tang Xiu turned and went into the kitchen. She put vegetables into the oil pan, and with a "sizzle," the smell of cooking food instantly filled the room.

"Brother Dawei, sit down for a while and keep an eye on Nuonuo for me."

Nuonuo is sitting on the playmat building blocks.

Seeing Lin Dawei come in, the little girl threw down her building blocks and stumbled over to hug his leg.

"Uncle Lin!"

Lin Dawei bent down and picked Nuonuo up in his arms.

The little girl had a faint milky scent.

As Lin Dawei looked into her clear eyes, the face of his daughter Xiaoyu flashed through his mind.

And that bastard Zhao Pengfei said that filthy thing.

Lin Dawei's jaw muscles twitched twice.

The arms around Nuonuo tightened involuntarily.

We absolutely cannot let that beast touch a single hair on Xiaoyu's head!

Anyone who dares to touch his daughter, he'll tear them apart!

A short while later, Tang Xiu came out carrying two plates of food.

A plate of stir-fried green peppers with pork, and a plate of stir-fried tomatoes with eggs.

"Dinner's ready."

Lin Dawei put Nuonuo down and sat down at the dining table.

He picked up the bowl and shoveled large mouthfuls of rice into his mouth.

Tang Xiu fed Nuonuo while watching Lin Dawei.

Women are meticulous.

She could tell that Lin Dawei was acting strangely today. Usually, he would joke around with her during meals, but today he didn't say a word, and his brows were tightly furrowed.

After finishing her meal, Nuonuo ran off to watch cartoons.

Lin Dawei put down his chopsticks, leaned back in his chair, took out a cigarette, glanced at Nuonuo, and then put it back.

After Tang Xiu finished cleaning up the dishes and dried her hands, she sat down next to him.

She didn't ask him what had happened.

She simply stretched out her soft hand and gently placed it on Lin Dawei's thick forearm.

His thumb rubbed his veins intermittently.

"Brother Dawei, are you in trouble?"

Tang Xiu's voice was very soft, like a feather.

"I'm a woman and I don't understand what's going on outside. But don't try to shoulder everything alone, take care of yourself. If there's anything I can help you with, just let me know."

Her eyes were full of heartache and affection.

Without scheming or vanity, that is a woman's tenderness.

Lin Dawei exhaled a puff of smoke.

Looking at Tang Xiu's plain face, the fire in my heart was slowly extinguished by the warm water.

"fine."

He patted Tang Xiu's hand on the back.

"It's just a small problem, but it can be solved."

Tang Xiu pursed her lips.

She was still menstruating and feeling a bit weak, plus Nuonuo was watching TV in the living room, so it wasn't convenient for her to keep him today.

"Brother Dawei, you should go back and rest early."

Lin Dawei nodded and stood up.

As they reached the door, Tang Xiu saw them off.

Just as Lin Dawei was about to open the door, Tang Xiu suddenly stood on tiptoe.

With a pleasant soapy scent, soft lips pressed firmly against Lin Dawei's stubble-covered chin.

It was a kiss devoid of passion, yet filled with comforting meaning.

Don't overwork yourself.

Back in his quiet room, Lin Dawei leaned back on the sofa.

Tang Xiu's tenderness completely relaxed his extremely tense nerves.

Once my mind calmed down, a glimmer of light finally appeared in what had been a tangled mess.

Zhao Pengfei's foundation is indeed solid.

The family is wealthy; the uncle is a powerful leader, and the sister works in the county bureau.

Such deeply entrenched power is indeed beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Their power comes from the system, from the very top of the county's social structure!

Lin Dawei narrowed his eyes slightly.

He felt truly powerless when Zhao Pengfei cornered him at the freight station today.

But he wasn't completely without any leverage.

He's just an ordinary old man, the only difference between him and ordinary people is that he has a system.

This is a secret that no one can know, and it is the variable that allows him to turn the tide.

Lin Dawei touched his back molars with the tip of his tongue.

If you can't win a head-on confrontation, then play the fool first, and quickly complete the system tasks at hand. Even Han Xin once suffered the humiliation of crawling between someone's legs.

Can't I bend over again after all these years of bending over? Or is it that my recent experiences have made me complacent?

Maybe one of the rewards will be the key to his success!

Through reflection, Lin Dawei gradually figured out a clear path forward.

Just then, the phone lying on the coffee table suddenly started vibrating wildly.

Two words were displayed on the screen.

Wang Yan.

Just as he wished for it, Lin Dawei answered the phone.

"Great Power!"

On the other end of the phone, Wang Yan's voice sounded slightly drunk.

"You...you, come to the little villa."