At the same time, Lin Hao was leaning against a secluded pavilion halfway up Phoenix Mountain, gazing at the fiery clouds on the horizon with a tranquil expression.
His phone kept ringing, but the brilliant doctor seemed deaf to it, ignoring the calls entirely.
Two minutes later, the ringing finally stopped, and shortly after, a WeChat notification pinged.
Lin Hao took a shallow breath and glanced at his phone screen—Chu Muhan: "B*st*rd, you'd better wait for me. I'm coming to the villa to deal with you!"
That short message felt like a cold, sharp blade, making Lin Hao shiver involuntarily. He muttered, "Tomboy... Ugh, I'll go sleep in the guesthouse tonight to avoid being skinned alive by that she-demon."
With that, he switched to another app on his phone, scrolled up the screen for six or seven seconds, then switched back and continued to enjoy the sunset.
In any case, returning to his own house was out of the question.
Children's songs often say "The woman at the bottom of the mountain is a tiger," but they neglect one thing: tigers might climb the mountain too.
About an hour later, as the sun set behind the mountains and the fiery clouds began to fade, the evening breeze grew stronger.
Lin Hao adjusted his coat and contemplated whether he should head to the guesthouse to find something to eat. By now, that she-demon should have been waiting in the Wulong Courtyard at the summit and would likely not encounter him.
At that moment, the old butler appeared, slowly walking up a small path. Having been a soldier, he didn't work himself to the bone for the family business like Chu Xiaotian. Instead, he practiced martial arts daily to keep fit. Even nearing eighty, he was still quite robust. With his hands behind his back, he ascended the steps with steady, measured steps.
Lin Hao caught a glimpse of the old butler out of the corner of his eye, turned his head calmly to look, and said nothing.
The old butler, surprised to see Lin Hao here, paused briefly, then approached slowly and said, "Dr. Lin, what are you doing here?"
Lin Hao responded indifferently, "Watching the sunset."
As he spoke, he noticed some dirt on the old butler's shoes and wondered what he had been doing.
Usually, the old butler would ride the security patrol vehicle up and down the mountain.
Seeing Lin Hao's indifference, the old butler wasn't angry. Instead, he looked at Lin Hao for a moment, then sighed lightly and said, "It's getting windy. Be careful not to catch a cold."
Lin Hao replied with a noncommittal "Hmm," sitting down on the stone bench in the pavilion with his back to the old butler and ignoring him. The old butler opened his mouth, his expression somewhat complex, hesitated, and then walked away with his hands behind his back, strolling slowly toward the distance.
After more than half an hour, Lin Hao finally moved down the mountain and went to the guesthouse.
Chu Muhan, having turned Wulong Courtyard upside down, stormed into the old man's bedroom, searching through the drawers and cabinets before turning her gaze to the old man's bed.
Chu Xiaotian sighed helplessly, feeling a headache coming on. "Girl, I have been good to Dr. Lin, but do you think I would let him hide in my bed?"
Chu Muhan bent down to check under the bed, gritted her teeth, and angrily said, "I finally took a day off, and this b*st*rd is standing me up! Once I find him, I'll tear him apart!"
Chu Xiaotian:…
What kind of sins have I committed? The Chu family's girls are all like walking powder kegs, with not a hint of a proper lady's demeanor.
In the end, unable to find Lin Hao, Chu Muhan had to leave the mountain in frustration. As she was passing the third courtyard, she happened to run into Chu Zhijing.
"Daughter, when did you arrive?" Chu Zhijing, originally troubled by the acquisition of the Ye family, saw his eldest daughter and immediately brightened up, stepping forward to greet her.
Chu Muhan's eyes were cold, her lips tightly pressed, and she had no intention of stopping.
However, seeing that her father was walking with a slight limp, she finally stopped, frowning and asking, "Have you been using the medicine I gave you? Don't you know to go to the hospital for a check-up?"
Chu Zhijing felt a warm feeling in his heart and smiled, "Yes, I've been using it. Hehe… this old ailment doesn't act up all the time, just occasionally aches. It's nothing."
Chu Muhan coldly replied, "If it causes you pain, you deserve it! How come that shot from my uncle didn't kill you? To have exchanged your sister's life just to give you a leg injury is truly unfortunate!"
Chu Zhijing's smile faded a bit. "It's my fault, all my fault… I deserved that shot, hehe… By the way, did you go to Hong Kong for your grandfather's funeral recently?"
Chu Muhan gritted her teeth, "Thanks to you, my two uncles wouldn't even let me in the door!"
Chu Zhijing smacked his lips and chuckled awkwardly, "Those two stubborn donkeys are quite petty, hehe."
"Chu Zhijing," Chu Muhan's eyes turned slightly red, her tone icy, "Even though my mother wasn't killed by your hand, my sister and I will never forgive you in this lifetime!"
Chu Zhijing didn't try to defend himself. After a moment of silence, he said, "Keep in touch with Zihan more. That girl is too rebellious and stubborn. She often upsets her in-laws, and I fear she might suffer."
Chu Muhan sneered, "Now you're feeling sorry for her? Why didn't you care for her back then? Hmm? When you were always scolding her as a little gangster, why didn't you think about whether you were a good father? Just because she didn't want to use her marriage as a stepping stone for your business and resolutely went to Macau to marry the man she loved, you cut off your father-daughter relationship with her! You… you're no different from the old man! No, there is a difference—you're even more shameless and ruthless!"
Chu Zhijing fell silent again.
The father and daughter parted on bad terms. Chu Muhan went to the parking lot, got into her car, and sped away.
Just as she came down the mountain, her phone suddenly rang.
Chu Muhan thought it might be Lin Hao calling and quickly took out her phone, only to find an unfamiliar number.
"Hello? Who is this?"
"Hello, Officer Chu, this is Long Qingjia. Haha, you should know me, right?"
Hearing this name, Chu Muhan was startled—Long Qingjia, the second-rank special envoy who had arrived in Jiangcheng a year ago and burned down Zhao Yunbo's protection umbrella in his first action, the head of the supervisory team!
After a moment of shock, Chu Muhan quickly responded respectfully, "Leader Long, hello!"
"Well, I won't beat around the bush. Come to Yunhu Villa. I'd like to invite you for a cup of tea." Chu Muhan, though suspicious, dared not ask further questions and agreed immediately, "Okay, I'll come over right away. I should be there in about half an hour!"
"Alright, I'll wait for you."