A master of both medicine and martial arts, he picked up a beautiful CEO as his wife.

After Qin Yu left, Lin Yuqing's complexion remained poor.

She sat on the sofa for a while, then suddenly remembered something she hadn't quite figured out. She turned to look at Ye Feng. "Hmm, the other day, those ladies called me, and the implication was that my Lin family 'lost Young Master Qin' at the banquet. But when my uncle first approached me that day, he clearly said 'Young Master Hui.' So, which of these two 'young masters' is which?"

Ye Feng also became interested, "Yes! Your uncle said that 'Young Master Hui' and those ladies were talking about 'Young Master Qin,' and Old Master Lin even asked you to apologize to 'Qin Yu.' Three different people are spreading rumors about him from just one family dinner. I'm dizzy."

Lin Yuqing pinched her nose, as if she had finally sorted out her thoughts. "...I've figured it out. That family dinner was originally a blind date arranged by my elders. From beginning to end, they only introduced me to one boyfriend: Qin Yu. As for that 'Young Master Hui'..."

After a pause, Lin Yuqing recalled what happened that night.

"Young Master Hui was a guy at another table that night named Zhao Hui, a member of a collateral branch of the Zhao family. He had absolutely no connection to me. He was sitting at the table next to mine that day, sitting far away. It must have been my aunt, who has a foul mouth and loves to gossip, who spread rumors that the men and women at the two tables were involved. People outside were shouting, 'Young Master Hui has run away!' The rumors got worse and worse, which led to this whole farce!"

"In my opinion," she sneered, "it must have been my aunt's doing. She mixed my blind date with Qin Yu's with Zhao Hui's, making the rumors more and more convincing that I'm a disgrace to the family, bringing all sorts of people home. The more she insults me with slang, the more people believe her!"

"A branch of the Zhao family!" Ye Feng noticed another key point, raising an eyebrow. "Zhao Hui, is your uncle also surnamed Zhao?"

Lin Yu paused, her expression becoming somewhat complicated.

"...My uncle, Zhao Dehai, is a distant cousin of my mother's," Lin Yuqing slowly recounted, seemingly without much thought. "To be honest, he is indeed a fallen member of the Zhao family. His family had declined, and he couldn't make a living back in the main Zhao family compound. My mother, taking pity on him, brought him to the Lin family to work, and he was given a share of the profits. Over the years—he's gradually grown closer to the main Zhao family, visiting them frequently during holidays!"

The Zhao family.

One of the four great families of Dongyang!

Ye Feng stroked his chin, his eyes deep in thought.

My maternal uncle, Zhao Dehai, is from a collateral branch of the Zhao family!

The legendary "Young Master Hui" Zhao Hui who was present at the time was also a member of the Zhao family...

These two seemingly unrelated lines are actually subtly connected to the same surname.

And Qin Yu's sinister phone call just now brought up the Li family.

Lin, Qin, Li, Zhao!

The Four Great Families of Dongyang!

It now appears that the Lin family's situation is a pool of filthy water, a place of domestic discord, but members of the Qin, Li, and Zhao families are beginning to emerge from it.

Is it a coincidence? Or... is someone pulling all three together to specifically target the Lin family's weaknesses?

Ye Feng didn't voice these thoughts aloud, but silently wrote them down.

While Lin Yuqing ran inside to fetch the east and west items, he called out to the old butler who happened to be passing by: "Old butler, does that Zhao Hui...Young Master Zhao, do you usually have much contact with us?"

The old butler, a veteran of the Lin family for generations, still had sharp eyes. Hearing this, he whispered, "Mr. Ye, you've hit the nail on the head. That young master Zhao doesn't outwardly have any dealings with the Lin family, but privately, he's quite close to Uncle Zhao Dehai. I saw them chatting away in the side hall earlier, and they immediately fell silent when they saw us arrive!"

"Huh?" Ye Feng raised an eyebrow. "What are you babbling about?"

"I didn't hear clearly," the old butler waved his hand. "I only vaguely heard words like 'shares' and 'board of directors.' Mr. Ye, I've been with the Lin family for decades, and I'm never wrong in judging people. This time, my uncle's intentions aren't just to scare the master and gain some advantage; he's also targeting the Zhao family behind him, and I suspect he's going to take drastic measures!"

Ye Feng nodded:

Shares! Board of Directors!

After being kicked out of the Lin family company, Zhao Dehai immediately began discussing two things with Zhao Hui, a member of a collateral branch of the Zhao family. This was not a case of a disgraced uncle venting his anger; it was clearly the Zhao family using the identity of this collateral branch to extend their reach into the Lin family.

"Okay, I got it," he patted the old butler on the shoulder, "This matter will remain a secret between you and me, don't tell anyone."

"Yes, I know."

He wrote down that line.

If we don't turn against each other now, one day, all the pieces in this underwater game will surface!

"Who are you talking to?" Lin Yuqing ran out, holding her bag and looking at him suspiciously. "Whispering, who are you whispering to?"

"I'll ask the housekeeper for advice on how well you cook the braised pork in your kitchen," he said innocently.

Lin Yuqing: ...

"What are you thinking about?" Seeing that his eyes, which had been fixed on him, hadn't yet cleared, she frowned. "My uncle is my uncle, and the Zhao family is the Zhao family. They have nothing to do with each other. Why are you making things up?"

"Yeah, just throwing things together," he nodded in unconditional agreement. "By the way, Boss Lin, I'll apply for a leave of absence."

"Applying for leave?" She frowned. "You've only been working for two days, what kind of leave are you applying for?"

"I need to see my fiancée!" he said matter-of-factly. "I have something to say!"

The smile on Lin Yuqing's face immediately froze and then faded.

It's Zhu Wanqing again!!

"Still thinking about her!" She didn't even realize the bitterness in her voice. "She let your security guards beat you up and kick you out in public, and you still went after them willingly? You're so shameless!"

"What does this have to do with being shameless?" Ye Feng said seriously. "It's an engagement, arranged by my master. Besides—"

He swallowed his words.

Besides, within six months, he needs to find a woman with extremely Yin constitution to avert his death. The extremely Yin body his master mentioned is Zhu Wanqing. This is his life, so he can't afford to be careless.

Subconsciously, he touched his chest.

These past two days, the dull pain in my meridians has been getting stronger and stronger.

Death is coming sooner or later!

"Say what you want," Lin Yuqing sneered, turning her face away. "Whether you go or not is up to you. I won't stop you, but—"

"Hey, I'll go with you." Suddenly, Lin Yuqing turned around sharply and glared at him.

Ye Feng was taken aback: "Why are you going to join in the fun?"

"I'm your boss," Lin Yuqing said matter-of-factly, returning his line verbatim. "When you go out on business, don't I have to keep an eye on you? What if you cause me trouble again?"

Holy crap, the tactics are so similar.

"Boss Lin, you wouldn't... be jealous, would you?" Ye Feng asked with a half-smile.

"Eat your big head!" Lin Yuqing's ears burned, and she stood up abruptly, turning to run outside!

"I'll wait for you in the car. Five minutes, or I'm leaving!"

Ye Feng could only shake his head helplessly as he watched her flee in disarray.

This woman is so stubborn!

"Holy crap."

He leaned back on the sofa, his fingertips unconsciously tapping against his knee.

Inexplicably, I recalled the cup of tea that was handed to me last night, the moment my fingertips touched her wrist—the feeling of that heavy, cold, yet seemingly endless chill when they touched her wrist pulse.

"Why think so much!"

He murmured to himself, once again suppressing the strange feeling in his heart.

The person chosen by the master will absolutely not go wrong!