Pokémon: What should I do? My father-in-law always wants to tear me apart

The next morning, the entry "After many years, the Chinese finally won the Chinese Meng championship again" topped the hot search list.

Lin Yi stared through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the hotel at the reporters and enthusiastic crowds pouring in like a tide downstairs. The spotlights reflected tiny spots of light on the glass.

He was silent for a long time, then slowly pulled the heavy blackout curtains to block out the noise from the outside world.

"As expected of the Newsday, this efficiency..."

After the award ceremony, he only accepted an exclusive interview with reporter Wu Ling'er, and then hurried back to the hotel arranged by the organizer, not even daring to go home.

"After all, the last time a Chinese won the championship was nearly ten years ago, so it's understandable that there was such a big fuss."

Lin Guochang leaned against the wall, holding a cigarette between his fingers, and the thick smoke swirled in front of his eyes.

Before he finished speaking, Lin Yi quickly stepped forward, raised his hand and slapped Lin Guochang with a crisp slap, then quickly snatched the cigarette and put it out in the ashtray on the bedside table.

At the moment when sparks flew, Lin Guochang's mouth twitched, but he didn't say anything in the end.

"Dad, why did you deliberately send Yaoyao and Miyu away? What do you want from me?"

After Lin Yi confirmed that the cigarette was completely extinguished, he stood up and looked at his father.

Lin Guochang took out a gold-stamped certificate from his inner pocket and handed it to his son with a complicated look.

He looked at the high-spirited young man in front of him, feeling mixed emotions.

I have been working hard as a Pokémon trainer for more than 20 years, and I was promoted from a candidate to the Elite Four. However, it took my son only two years from getting his first Pokémon to becoming a candidate.

Lin Yi took the certificate, looked at his photo on the cover, gently stroked the gold-plated title with his fingertips, and finally put the certificate into his pocket silently.

With his current strength, becoming a candidate for the title of King of Heaven is a natural thing. His father's move simply saved him from the lengthy and tedious process.

"anything else?"

Lin Yi held the ID card and stared straight at Lin Guochang.

He knew his father's style of doing things too well. If it was just about issuing certificates, there was no need to send Yaoyao and Mi Yu away and let them go out in the name of shopping to avoid suspicion.

Lin Guochang reached inside his clothes and pulled out a stack of documents wrapped in kraft paper. The papers made a slight sound when rubbed against each other.

The importance of the document that could be personally delivered by the Four Heavenly Kings is self-evident.

When Lin Yi took it, his fingertips touched the slightly raised edge of the paper, and it was obvious that there were a lot of graphic materials inside.

The moment the information was unfolded, Lin Yi's eyes suddenly focused.

The paper clearly marked the whereabouts of the fairy slate, which was now in the hands of the Prison American Alliance.

Subsequent content shows that the academic research team led by Professor An Qing is about to go to Laomei, and he is arranged to accompany them as a bodyguard.

However, this is only an official task. The real security work is handled by Tian Mengru. His core mission is to obtain the fairy slate under the guise of academic exchange.

"The date is set for three days from now. Your passport is ready."

Lin Guochang handed over a dark blue passport with fresh creases on the corners of the cover.

"So anxious?"

Lin Yi stroked the passport cover, frowning slightly, "Where are Yaoyao and Miyu?"

"Do you really want to take them with you?"

Lin Guochang rolled his eyes in annoyance. "They are not even registered members of the alliance. We can't just follow them and cause trouble. Besides, it's time to go back to school. Don't delay your studies."

Lin Guochang turned and walked towards the door, but suddenly paused when he held the door handle: "By the way, God asked me to bring you a message."

"What did my father-in-law say?" Lin Yi straightened his back subconsciously.

"Thank you."

These two simple words made Lin Yi slightly stunned.

He suddenly remembered that Ruan Tianli had been runner-up twice in the China Meng race, and always felt that he had failed China's expectations, and this knot in his heart has continued to this day.

With a faint smile on his lips, Lin Yi looked at his father's receding back, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the documents in his hand.

……

&34;We are back—&34;

With the crisp sound of the door being pushed open, Ruan Yaoyao and Mi Yu rushed into the room carrying large and small bags, and the plastic bags made rustling sounds when they collided.

The sunlight slanted through the half-open curtains, outlining the boundary between light and dark on the carpet. The silhouette of Lin Yi sitting alone by the window was stretched out, and the cold light of the mobile phone screen was reflected on his focused face.

"Dad is back?"

Ruan Yaoyao piled the shopping bags on the coffee table, and her sneakers made slight noises as they rubbed against the floor.

She tore open the plastic cover of the milk tea cup and took a sip. The pearls floated in the amber tea soup.

Lin Yi responded with a low sound and stood up.

&34;Huh?&34;

Mi Yu suddenly stopped untying her scarf, and a continuous vibration came from the pocket of her denim jacket.

She took out her phone, and her eyes widened the moment she unlocked the screen. "Lin Yi, why are you transferring money to me?"

&34;Me too?&34;

Ruan Yaoyao exclaimed almost at the same time, and the blue light from the phone screen made her eyelashes shine.

Two transfers of the same amount lay quietly in the chat boxes of the two people, and the transfer notes column was empty.

Lin Yi lowered his eyes and straightened the wrinkles on his sleeves. The dusk outside the window had crept onto his face without him noticing: "I'm going abroad."

&34;Where to go?&34;

Two voices sounded at the same time.

&34;Lao Mei.&34;

&34;Can't we go?&34;

Ruan Yaoyao's fingertips unconsciously tugged at the drawstring of her sweatshirt. Mi Yu silently stuffed his phone back into his pocket, but he squeezed the newly opened chocolate in the shopping bag so tightly that it was deformed.

&34;No, because it involves some confidential information...&34;

Lin Yi's eyes passed over Mi Yu's reluctant gaze, and he said softly, "This money is for Meng Meng. It will cost her a lot to cultivate Chenglong."

&34;When will you be back?&34;

Ruan Yaoyao suddenly rushed over and enveloped him in a hug that tasted like sweet milk tea.

Her hair brushed across her neck, and her voice became muffled by her clothes.

"If everything goes well, it will take about three months, and I will be gone in three days."

Lin Yi raised his hand and gently rubbed Ruan Yaoyao's fluffy hair, saying in a coaxing tone: "Don't be like this, it's not like you can't come back."

"Because of the fear of too many reporters, the originally scheduled celebration banquet had to be cancelled."

Mi Yu came over with the shopping bags and sat down next to Lin Yi. The hem of her silk skirt rustled across the sofa.

&34;We spent the whole afternoon shopping in the mall, and I was thinking of preparing a celebration party for you personally. &34;

&34;Three months...three months...&34;

Ruan Yaoyao pouted, and there was a faint red mark on her lower lip from her teeth.

She suddenly stood up straight, her hair swaying as she moved: "Okay, three months is three months! We'll have a celebration party when you come back, and you must not be late!"

Lin Yi raised his lips gently: "Of course."

&34;Since we won't be able to see each other for the next three months,&34;

Ruan Yaoyao suddenly stopped smiling and became very serious. "Then for the remaining three days... take out the sachet."

&34;...Huh?&34;

The smile on Lin Yi's face froze instantly.

Ruan Yaoyao put her hands on her hips, her eyes widened, and her tone left no room for doubt.

&34;I asked you to take out the sachet!&34;