Sugar Daddy, Sweet Baby

Hang up the phone. Scott Lin swaggered into the villa area. He didn't care about the Special Operations Department of the National Security Bureau, these mysterious and unfathomable organizations in the eyes of others. What he didn't expect was that all these arrangements were made by Mr. Zhu of the Zhu family in Yanjing City. What was even more unimaginable to him was that his identity as an orphan was inextricably linked to the Zhu family of Yanjing. The Zhu family of Yanjing was a founding family of the Chinese red regime. After decades of development and growth, it had already become one of the four mainstay families in the city of Yanjing. Scott Lin returned to the villa. The old Jetta was parked at the door. Alice Chu was not at home. It was really boring to stay alone in such a big house. He had been thinking about driving out for a ride, but the most important task at the moment was not completed - to get familiar with the terrain of the villa. After all, he would have to work here for a long time in the future. I walked around upstairs and downstairs. The villa has three floors and an additional basement. The first floor is mainly the kitchen, dining room and living room. The second floor is the bedroom and leisure area. The third floor is a panoramic loft with a large bed. You can look at the blue sky while lying on the bed during the day and the stars at night. The basement is a wine cellar. The moment he pushed open the wooden door of the wine cellar, Scott Lin was really stunned. This wine cellar was at least one hundred square meters, with eight wine racks of different heights neatly arranged. Each wine rack was filled with a variety of wines. Picking up a bottle at random, they were all expensive world-famous wines, such as Henshini, Moutai, Remy Martin, XO, vodka, brandy, whiskey... everything is available. "What the hell.." Scott Lin exclaimed in amazement. He thought this wine cellar was just a decoration, but he didn't expect that there were so many ingredients inside. "No, I have to calm down." Scott Lin grinned, picked up a bottle of 1972 Hennessey nearby, opened it with a pop, gulped down two gulps from the bottle, and then smacked his lips: "Hmm... it tastes pretty good." I have to say, this guy is really shameless. It's fine that he wants to drink Alice Chu's private collection of famous wine, but he also found such a high-sounding reason - to calm down, bullshit. Besides, can his tongue, which is used to drinking Mohanland spirits, really taste the taste of 1972 Hennessy? That's nonsense! After wandering around the wine cellar, he carried the bottle outside the villa and shamelessly lit a Red River, took a sip, and blew a smoke ring. Normal people drink famous wine with a goblet and a cigar, emphasizing elegance and enjoyment, but this guy drank famous wine as if he was drinking mineral water... Gulp. Gulp. Oh, this is such a waste of resources. There are small courtyards in front and back of the villa, surrounded by small fences, giving it a fresh pastoral feeling. It is worth mentioning that next to the garage, there is a small empty vegetable plot of about fifty or sixty square meters. This vegetable garden was a selling point of the developers in the past. Every villa had one, specifically for the owners to grow flowers and vegetables and experience pastoral life. Unfortunately, at present, almost every family's vegetable garden is empty. Scott Lin stepped on the soil under his feet, thinking to himself that it would be a shame not to plant something on this rare vegetable plot. Before she knew it, it was noon. The sun shone into the office through the window. Alice Chu finished reviewing the last document on the table and looked out the window. In the distance, she could see the spire of Skyland International Building, a building that symbolizes the economic landmark of Middle Land City. Three years ago, Mathew Chu completed the legal procedures and transferred Skyland International Building and 59% of Skyland Group's shares to Alice Chu. Legally speaking, Alice Chu is currently the largest shareholder of Skyland Group, and Mathew Chu, the chairman, is just working for her. However, because Alice Chu refuses to forgive the mistakes Mathew Chu made in the past, she would rather work as a department manager in a small advertising company than step into the building that others dream of. Picking up the lemonade on the table and taking a small sip, Alice Chu stood up and walked to the window. Her tall figure stood in front of the large French window. The sunlight outside the window outlined a graceful golden edge on her body. The male colleagues behind the transparent office door suddenly lost their minds to work and cast scorching glances at their goddess leader, staring at her in a daze for a moment. Not only male colleagues, but many female colleagues also looked over, their bright eyes full of envy. Faced with such a goddess leader, they could only envy her in their bones and could not feel the slightest jealousy. Alice Chu held the phone with some hesitation. She didn't know whether she should make the next call. After hesitating for a while, she sighed in her heart: "Forget it, just think of it as for my son." The call was dialed and the phone displayed: Scoundrel, it was Scott Lin's number. Alice Chu wanted to ask him if he had come out of the police station, but the phone was connected as soon as it rang. "Hey, wife..." Scott Lin's frivolous voice came from the phone. Alice Chu frowned and ordered, "Shut up, who is your wife!" After a pause, she continued in a stern tone, "Mr. Lin, I hope you can figure out the situation. You are invited to be the father of my son. Please respect yourself!" "." Alice Chu finished speaking, and the phone became quiet. After a few seconds, just when she thought the call was disconnected, a loud burp came from the other end. She frowned again and asked, "Mr. Lin, do you understand?" "." There was still silence on the phone. After a while, another burp was heard. "say!" Alice Chu said in a strong tone. "well.." Scott Lin's voice finally came from the phone, still frivolous, and said: "Wife, you women are really weird. You didn't let me speak just now, and now you are yelling for me to speak. Men are really..." Alice Chu hung up the phone with a snap. If she hadn't been extremely well-mannered since childhood, she would have lost her temper long ago. After taking a breath, she realized that she hadn't said anything important, so she gritted her teeth and called again. The important thing is that she has to work overtime tonight and has to ask Scott Lin to pick up the child. In the past, when she encountered such a situation, she would ask other friends to help. Now that Scott Lin has appeared as a father, she should not ask others for such help. The main reason is that she is afraid of affecting Sam Chu's psychology. If the child asks why he doesn't pick me up, she really doesn't know how to answer. As for the fact that Scott Lin had never come out of the police station, it was already obvious. If he was still in the police station, he would not have answered the phone so quickly. Besides, Alice Chu's intuition told her that this gangster was quite capable. The call was quickly connected again. This time, without waiting for Scott Lin to speak, Alice Chu finished the story in one breath, and added at the end: "If you dare not take good care of my son, I will make you look bad!" Then he decisively hung up the phone without even giving Scott Lin a chance to agree. At this time, Scott Lin was lying on a rattan chair on the second floor of the villa, listening to the blind tone on his phone with a playful smile on his face. He had finished drinking Hennessy, but he didn't expect that the aftereffect of this thing was so strong that it made him sleepy. When he woke up, it was already past four in the afternoon. Little Sam Chu finished school on time at 4:30. Scott Lin quickly washed his face and drove the old Jetta straight to the kindergarten. He was still a little dizzy on the way. This was just him. He was used to drinking Mohanland's strong liquor for many years and had a high resistance to alcohol. If it were an ordinary person, he would be drunk for three days and two nights after drinking a whole bottle of Hennessy at once. The old Jetta was parked far away from the school gate. It was not that Scott Lin did not want to park closer, but there was really no other place to park. The surroundings were even more crowded than in the morning, with countless cars. Parents gathered at the school gate, waiting for their children to finish school. Scott Lin also got out of the car and joined their queue. As soon as the school bell rang, the children, like chirping little angels, lined up in neat rows, led by their teachers, and then picked up by their parents. In the crowd, little Sam Chu spotted Scott Lin at a glance, and excitedly waved his hands and shouted, "Dad!" Scott Lin also saw little Sam Chu, squeezed out of the crowd, and shouted with a smile: "Son!" Little Sam Chu ran to Scott Lin with his schoolbag on his back, looking very happy. Scott Lin picked him up and kissed him on the face, "Dad, I missed you so much!" Scott Lin smiled and pinched the little guy's white and tender face, and said, "You miss daddy after just a few hours of not seeing him?" "Yeah." Little Sam Chu nodded seriously, and then said happily: "Dad, I have good news to tell you." "What good news?" Scott Lin asked with a smile. "I'm the boss!" said the little guy proudly. "What boss?" "I'm the boss of our kindergarten. Now other kids call me big brother when they see me. Hehe... Dad, am I very awesome?" After saying that, the little guy shook his head with a shy expression. "." Countless black lines suddenly hung down on Scott Lin's forehead. No need to ask, it must be because of his actions in the morning that made the children in the kindergarten afraid of little Sam Chu, so this kid became the boss. Although he has always been a leader among children since he was young, he deeply knows that going to school and studying hard is the key. He was about to educate little Sam Chu that it was wrong to do so when a pleasant voice came from behind him. "Mr. Lin?"