Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

The laughter and chatter from backstage at the concert hall hadn't even faded when a series of hurried footsteps suddenly echoed from the end of the corridor, accompanied by the rapid clicking of camera shutters.

A dozen or so foreign journalists, microphones in hand and cameras in hand, swarmed in, their flashes creating a blinding sea of ​​light in the dimly lit corridor.

Lin Group's bodyguards immediately stepped forward to maintain order.

"Ms. Lin Zhiruo! Could you share your secret to winning the championship?" A blonde female reporter squeezed to the front, almost holding the microphone to Lin Zhiruo's mouth. "Is your perfect pitch really inherited from your father, Lin Lang?"

"Ms. Lin, will you be performing with your father, Mr. Lin Lang, in the future?" another male reporter followed up with the question, his camera fixed on Lin Zhiruo, almost shooting her face.

Lin Zhiruo was slightly taken aback by the sudden attention, but quickly regained her elegant and composed demeanor and smiled faintly at the camera: "Thank you for your attention. Winning the championship is mostly due to daily practice."

"I will soon be embarking on a global solo violin tour. Specific details will be announced by Xia Guo Wheatfield Music Company. My father is very likely to make a surprise appearance as a guest performer. Please look forward to it." Lin Zhiruo's answer was concise and appropriate, neither perfunctory nor overstepping her bounds.

At the same time, several reporters tried to bypass Lin Zhiruo and rushed towards Lin Lang, pointing their microphones directly at his face: "Mr. Lin Lang, is it true that you have dozens of concubines and hundreds of illegitimate children?"

Before Lin Lang could speak, the black-clad bodyguards surrounding him immediately stepped forward, forming an impenetrable human wall, their arms outstretched to block the reporter's path.

The female bodyguard at the head of the group remained expressionless, her voice cold and firm: "I'm sorry, Mr. Lin and his family do not accept impromptu interviews. Please cooperate."

The reporters pushed forward unwillingly, the sound of camera shutters becoming more and more frequent, and questions rising and falling, but they were firmly blocked by the bodyguards and could not get even half a step closer.

Lin Lang merely frowned slightly in displeasure, which triggered his telekinetic superpower, causing him to destroy the memory card of the camera used to maliciously interview him by the media.

Then, Lin Lang, holding Han Zaiyin's hand with his left hand and Xiao Haoqian's hand with his right, walked calmly past the side of the human wall, ignoring the surrounding noise, and gently said to Han Zaiyin, "Let's go, wife."

"Mm." Han Jae-in nodded.

Lin Zhiruo followed closely behind, with female bodyguards blocking the reporters in front of her. The bodyguards formed a human wall to shield her from the flashing lights.

The Lin family of four, escorted by bodyguards, steadily made their way to the backstage private elevator.

Only a group of reporters were left standing there, only able to keep asking questions as they looked at their backs, until the elevator doors slowly closed, completely shutting out all the noise.

Inside the elevator, Lin Zhiruo couldn't help but complain, "These foreign media reporters are so gossipy, I hate them so much."

Lin Lang said, "Daughter, remember this: being the daughter of the world's richest man brings you traffic and attention, but it also brings envy, jealousy, resentment of the rich, and slander. You need to adjust your mindset, ignore those malicious accusations, and make your heart stronger."

After hearing this, Lin Zhiruo playfully stuck out her tongue and smiled, "I understand, Dad."

Han Jae-in held her daughter's hand and said, "Baby, you are your mother's pride. Don't pay attention to those idle rumors online."

"Mmm." Lin Zhiruo chuckled.

Xiao Haoqian fiddled with the championship trophy in his hand and chuckled, "Dad, what delicious food should we go eat to celebrate my sister's violin competition victory?"

Lin Lang patted his son's head affectionately and said, "What delicious food do you want to eat?"

Xiao Haoqian tilted his head and thought for a moment before replying, "Of course we have to eat local food when we come to Billie."

Lin Zhiruo pinched her younger brother's cheek and teased him with a smile, "You little glutton."

Han Zaiyin looked at her two grown-up children and the happy family, and couldn't be happier.

After leaving the concert hall, Lin Lang and his family of four took a private car and soon arrived at Belga Queen, a restaurant in downtown Brussels.

When Lucy, the white hostess at the restaurant, saw Lin Lang and his family of four, she first looked surprised, clearly recognizing Lin Lang, the world's richest man. She then gave him a polite smile, greeted him warmly, and introduced the restaurant's history and specialties.

It is worth mentioning that the official languages ​​of Brussels are French and Flemish.

The white hostess spoke French.

After Lin Lang and his family of four sat down, the waitress smiled and handed them the menu, and they began to order.

Lin Lang looked at his son and daughter sitting across the table and said, "Order whatever you want. Your mother and I just ate and aren't very hungry."

While flipping through the menu, Lin Haoqian said in fluent French, "I want to eat Billie's chocolate foie gras, Marlins's chicken, and triple chocolate mousse."

The waitress stood aside and listened, then skillfully took notes.

Han Zaiyin leaned closer to Lin Lang and whispered, "Honey, how come our youngest son speaks French so fluently?"

Lin Lang replied in a low voice, "Our Qian'er has had her bloodline awakened since childhood [Mastery of World Languages], and can communicate with people from all over the world who speak various languages ​​without any barriers."

"Wow!" Han Jae-in exclaimed softly, covering her mouth in surprise, her eyes filled with love and doting on her youngest son.

Lin Zhiruo flipped through the menu and said in fluent French, "I would like to have chestnut puree with roast goose, Billie's mussel soup, and asparagus with hollandaise sauce."

"Mom, what would you like to eat?" Lin Zhiruo asked Han Zaiyin with a sweet smile.

It is worth mentioning that Lin Zhiruo learned and became proficient in six languages ​​from a young age.

Don't ask why Lin Zhiruo has such a great talent for languages.

The answer is that she has a good father and inherited Lin Lang's passive skill of "photographic memory".

Han Jae-in replied, "When you come to Brussels, of course you have to eat the national signature dish, Billie's mussels with fries, and also Billie's apple pie."

Lin Zhiruo then looked at Lin Lang, "Dad, what would you like to drink?"

Lin Lang replied with a gentle smile, "Two bottles of Billies beer and a bottle of Billies liqueur, your mother and I will have a few drinks."

"Give me a glass of elderflower juice, little brother. What would you like to drink?" Lin Zhiruo asked Lin Haoqian.

Lin Haoqian replied in French, "I'd like to drink fruit sparkling water."

Then, Lin Lang took out a stack of US dollars from his personal space, handed it to the waitress, and said in French with a smile, "This is a tip for you. In addition to the existing dishes, please add a few local specialties that the children like."

The waitress's eyes lit up after receiving a stack of US dollars as a tip. She nodded and thanked them repeatedly before happily heading to the kitchen.

While the family of four was waiting for their food and chatting warmly, Eden Hazard, a professional football star from Belgium, walked over with a glass of beer and greeted Lin Lang familiarly: "Hi~ Mr. Lin, long time no see!"

Lin Lang turned his head upon hearing the voice, and seeing Eden Hazard, he did not get up but greeted him with a smile, "Hey~ Hazard, you're dining at this restaurant too?"

"Yes, it's an honor to meet you in Russel City! Mr. Lin, let me toast you."

"Cheers." Lin Lang raised his glass in response and took a sip of Billie Estée Chalamet liqueur.

Eden Hazard was very respectful to Lin Lang because after the Lin Group acquired Pepsi and Adidas, Lin Lang hired Hazard, a football star he admired, as one of the brand ambassadors for the Greater China region.

Anyone who loves football knows that Hazard was at the peak of his football career during the 2018 and 2019 Premier League seasons, and his dribbling skills were extremely entertaining.

Lin Haoqian's eyes lit up when he saw football star Hazard, and he asked Lin Lang in Chinese, "Dad, can I take a picture with Mr. Hazard?"

Lin Lang replied affectionately in Chinese, "Of course you can."

Lin Haoqian was very happy to hear this, and he even straightened his bow tie.

Lin Lang took out a Polaroid camera from his personal space and looked at Hazard, saying, "My son really likes your ball skills and wants to take a picture with you."

"Wow, it's an honor!" Ahzar smiled and looked at Xiao Haoqian.

Lin Haoqian first stood up, politely shook hands with Hazar, and said in French like a little adult, "Hello Mr. Hazar, my name is Lin Haoqian, it is a pleasure to meet you in Russel City."

As he shook hands with Xiao Haoqian, Azar said humorously, "Wow, Mr. Lin speaks French quite well. I like your custom-made suit and your meticulous hairstyle."

"Thank you. Elegant and appropriate attire is something that Shanghainese people are born with." Lin Haoqian is only eight and a half years old, but he has already inherited Lin Lang's penchant for showing off. That's something else.

Azar was amused by Xiao Haoqian. He put his arm around the little guy's shoulder, looked at the camera lens in Lin Lang's hand, held up his wine glass, posed, and took a picture together.

The photographic paper slipped out of the Polaroid camera, initially appearing as a hazy gray-white.

In a few seconds, the light and shadow slowly converged, the outline of the figure gradually appeared, and the colors seeped out from the memory.

Lin Haoqian took the photo from Lin Lang, a bright smile spreading across his face.

Ahzar looked at Lin Lang and said, "Mr. Lin, I won't disturb your meal with your family any longer. Please feel free to contact my agent anytime regarding any new collaborations or endorsement renewals."

Lin Lang replied casually, "OK, bye-bye!"

"Goodbye, Mr. Lin!" Ahzar nodded slightly and left politely.

Han Jae-in, who disliked football, looked at Lin Hao-qian and asked in a low voice, "Son, who is this foreigner? Is he famous?"

Lin Haoqian replied in a low voice with an exaggerated expression, "Mom, you don't even know 'King of the Ball'?"

Han Jae-in was completely confused and shrugged, saying, "I really don't know."

Lin Lang said with a smile, "Son, if you talk to your mother about painters, there's nothing she doesn't know. But if you talk to her about football, it's like talking to a brick wall."

"Get lost, you're so annoying!" Han Zaiyin rolled her eyes at Lin Lang, feigning annoyance, but a smile played on her lips.

The waitress began to serve the dishes, and the Lin family of four enjoyed a heartwarming meal of Billie's Vegetables.

Han Jae-in raised her glass, unable to hide her joy, and said, "Come on, let's all raise a glass to congratulate my precious daughter on winning the international violin competition! Cheers!"

"cheers……"

The family of four clinked glasses amidst laughter, celebrating this joyous moment together.