Quick Wear: The fishing beauty counterattacks and rises to the top

In the Ling family's study.

Ling Yanling knelt on the wooden board, saying nothing, with his back straight, like a stubborn donkey.

Old Master Ling leaned on his cane and spoke sternly, "I told you to do some serious work and step back behind the scenes. Did you hear me?"

Ling Yanling lazily raised her eyelids, pretending not to hear.

"Do you know how many messes I've cleaned up for you over the years? If you keep doing this, no amount of money will be enough to pay you back! And how many people will you offend?"

"I have the ability to do it, so why not?" A breeze blew past the window, but his brows were extremely cold. "Besides me, who else can do such a thing now?"

"Besides, you clearly know how long I've been holding on to this. My mother's personality changed drastically because of the jade pendant she brought back from the tomb. She even died with her eyes open. Who will compensate me?"

The moment he heard about his mother, Mr. Ling's expression changed slightly, with a flash of guilt and pain. "Your mother's matter... was an accident. There's nothing to say."

He sneered, the corners of his lips curled slightly, "What accident? An accident where my mother has to pay for the sins committed by my father?"

It was as if sparks exploded in his black eyes, like sparks that ignited a prairie fire.

He stood up from the floor and took out the blood-red jade pendant with the red thread entwined with it. "So many people died because of it."

Old Master Ling's face turned pale, and he said awkwardly, "I know what you want to do. I've let you do whatever you want all these years. You said you wanted to do a live broadcast, so you did it. You wanted to go to the tomb yourself, so you went to the tomb."

"I have given you enough freedom, but too much freedom will destroy you."

"Everything that is too rigid will break easily. You can't go on like this."

The housekeeper who had watched Ling Yanling grow up hesitated and tried to persuade him, "Young Master, the old man is always tough on the outside but soft on the inside. He can't see you staring at your live stream every day, holding your phone like a child. Just listen to him."

Old Master Ling kicked the old butler with his crutch, looking a little embarrassed.

To be fair, Grandpa Ling loves his only grandson.

Their family fell apart, with only Ling Yanling being the only child left. In fact, he could have done nothing and directly inherited the family business.

He could easily reach the top, but he didn't want to.

Ever since his mother died, his personality changed drastically. Whenever he found an opportunity, he would move out and become independent. Once he left, there was no news from him at all, and he was just as stubborn as he was back then.

But he has indeed been doing very well, and Grandpa Ling has to admit that his grandson, Ling Laojiu, is still better than ordinary people even if he relies on himself.

Although he had never contacted or praised his grandson, he approved of him in his heart.

He still regrets it now. He should have thrown away the jade pendant when he first saw it. His son bought the jade pendant through some unknown channel and gave it to his daughter-in-law. Not long after, his son died. His daughter-in-law's personality changed drastically and she began to beat and scold her grandson at every turn.

In the end, with his tacit consent, he also died.

Because he abandoned his mother.

Old Master Ling still remembers the day when he saw him being beaten all over by his mother and lying on the ground dying.

The little baby curled up into a ball, like a cocoon that was wrapped tightly and couldn't be escaped.

The woman next to him was on the verge of a mental breakdown, as if she had gone crazy.

He had seen this scene countless times.

Occasionally his mother would regain consciousness, but at that time she would only feel more pain, hurting her only flesh and blood in this world. In the end, she could not bear it anymore and committed suicide. This was something that Grandpa Ling tacitly approved of. He was too tired, but his only grandson could not be harmed again.

But even so, this kid still remembers his mother so clearly. He really only remembers the food but not the beating. Grandpa Ling's eyes were red.

That blood-colored jade pendant was both the source of trouble and the only thing his mother left him, so he kept it.

That’s what Mr. Ling thought.

But he didn't know that Ling Yanling had tried to destroy it, the source of the disaster.

But this jade pendant cannot be burned, buried, or thrown away. It will reappear next to his pillow the next day after it is lost, as if it has recognized him.

It wasn't that he wanted to keep it, but that the jade pendant chose him.

From one day on, he seemed to be reborn. His eyes could trace the origins of objects and distinguish their ages.

Such ability may help ordinary people become rich overnight, but what he wants more is to find the place where the jade pendant was unearthed, its origin, and use his ability to do something useful.

The fastest and most convenient way, in today's big data era, is live streaming.

Ling Yanling stood up straight, her eyes dark. "I'm sorry, Grandpa, I can't listen to you. I've already found all four pieces of the puzzle. I can't just give up like this."

Old Master Ling knew his grandson had made a decision that no one could change, so he sighed and said, "Forget it, forget it. Go ahead. The sensation caused by the live broadcast has been covered up. This is all I can do."

Ling Yanling paused for a long moment as she turned around, then hummed softly, "Thank you for all your hard work over the years, Grandpa."

Grandpa Ling's eyes instantly turned red, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Okay, okay, as long as you are willing to recognize me as your grandfather."

He nodded slightly and was about to leave when he heard the old man's voice from behind, "When you have time, bring that little girl back."

"Will do."

At this moment, all the knots in my heart that had been there for years seemed to be resolved.

Tears flickered in the old man's eyes. The business tycoon, who seemed huge to the outside world, looked incredibly weak at this moment. "He has changed."

He couldn't help but smile at this, tears of joy in his eyes. "I thought I wouldn't be able to wait for this day. Lao Cui, what do you think changed him?"

The old butler lowered his head, a pleased smile on his face. In fact, the joy in his heart was no less than that of the old man. After all, he had watched the young master grow up and accompanied the old man for his entire life. "It must be that little girl."

"But, old man, don't you like the little girl from the Cheng family?"

"As for me, I'm old, so I'll just have to rely on that boy. As for the girl from Chengjia, her character is still a little off, and she doesn't think things through."

He was not unaware of the whole story of the live broadcast incident. The negative impact it had on Xiao Ling was enough to make him dissatisfied with her.

"..."

Night, wooden house.

Wen Shiyun didn't know how long she had slept. She was still a little dazed when she opened her eyes. She propped herself up and saw that it was still dark.

She didn't sleep the whole day, did she?

While I was in a daze, a low voice filled with alcohol came.

"woke up?"

The lazy tone with a hint of drunkenness made her pause.

She tilted her head and saw the man leaning against the window, a cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth. The bright light seemed to have taken root in his eyes, and the complex expression in his eyes made it difficult for her to see clearly.

He was holding a glass of wine in his hand, and the liquid was swaying slightly with his hand. It was rare to see him in this state.