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The elevator doors slowly closed in front of them.

In the quiet and enclosed environment, there was a moment of silence. Then came Su Fei’s shocked voice: “Um, Lina, I don’t mean anything else, I’m just a bit curious. Just… are RIP’s parents not together anymore, divorced?”

Old Joseph also felt incredibly stimulated; he coughed: “Actually, I’m also very curious. Are Reid’s parents divorced?”

Lina laughed helplessly. She looked at her three companions. Su Fei and Old Joseph were extremely excited, unable to hide their thrill at hearing gossip. But Fu Cheng slightly furrowed his brows, also looking at her: he was also waiting for this answer.

Lina: “Mn, actually, as far as I know, Mrs. Patrick is still Reid’s mother. Reid’s parents are not divorced.”

Old Joseph whistled: “Wow, that’s too stimulating. You said earlier that Reid’s home is in Los Angeles, so isn’t his father cheating right in front of his wife now? I think I shouldn’t have misunderstood what Mr. Patrick said just now. That girl, who looks only in her teens, is definitely not Reid’s mother, and Mr. Patrick asking her to wait for him in the room is definitely not just to chat with her purely.”

Lina: “No one said you guessed wrong, Old Joseph. Believe in yourself, what you said is all correct.”

Su Fei felt his worldview suffering a huge impact today: “No way, is this okay? Do adults nowadays play like this?”

Fu Cheng: “Did no one tell Teacher Zhuo’s mother about this?”

Lina glanced at Fu Cheng and shook her head: “No.”

Fu Cheng fell silent and asked: “You won’t tell either, Lina?”

The smile on Lina’s lips froze. After a long time, she said, “This is a very complicated matter.”

Old Joseph: “I might have guessed this answer too. Does Reid’s mother not like his father?”

Su Fei was surprised: “A loveless marriage, a business alliance? I often see this on TV!”

Lina: “No, you guessed wrong this time. Reid’s mother loves Uncle Patrick very, very much. Actually, I don’t know much about Reid’s family affairs, but there are some special reasons why I actively help conceal it.” She sighed: “You know, I can’t stop Uncle Patrick from ‘guiding’ other women. What reason or weight do I have to interfere in other people’s family affairs? So since I can’t stop Uncle Patrick, should I tell these things to Reid’s mother?”

Su Fei: “Of course!”

Old Joseph mused, “Maybe I would also help conceal it. After all, just like Lina said, this is the Patrick family’s private matter.”

Lina: “I conceal it not because it’s someone else’s private matter, but because of Aunt Kelly… well, Kelly is Reid’s mother’s name. She is Chinese, but I’ve always called her Aunt Kelly. Aunt Kelly’s behavior is a bit extreme.”

Hearing this, everyone was stunned.

Lina continued: “I guess you probably haven’t paid attention. Six years ago, there was a car accident in Los Angeles. This case eventually paid out a huge sum of 132 million US dollars.”

Fu Cheng: “Related to Teacher Zhuo’s family?”

Lina looked at him: “Yes. Six years ago in Los Angeles, Aunt Kelly drove and hit a nineteen-year-old opera singer. That girl was disfigured in the fire caused by the car accident, and her left leg was amputated. I think you should have guessed it; this girl was the object of Uncle Patrick’s affair during that time. Aunt Kelly found out about this from somewhere, drove, and almost killed her. afterwards, she spent three million dollars on bail and hired the top lawyer team—seems to be the team from the Simpson case. In the end, Aunt Kelly was only sentenced to two years, suspended for two years. Because that girl voluntarily signed a letter of forgiveness, willing to take away over a hundred million in compensation.”

Pausing, Lina said, “With something like this having happened, I think no one is willing to tell her about Uncle Patrick’s affairs outside anymore.”

Old Joseph: “…Too terrifying, both of these people are too terrifying.”

Su Fei: “Too scummy! How can there be such a scummy man? And after something like that happened, RIP’s dad still dares to mess around outside? Can’t he just divorce first?”

Lina asked him: “What do you think Aunt Kelly would do if he really wanted a divorce?”

Su Fei: “Uh, what?”

Lina: “After the car accident case ended six years ago, Uncle Patrick seemed determined to divorce. But for some reason, it didn’t succeed. It seems because Aunt Kelly called Reid back home, Uncle Patrick never mentioned divorce again.”

Fu Cheng: “Did Teacher Zhuo go back to help persuade his father?”

Lina: “I don’t know either. This matter is truly a secret of the Patrick family. Probably only those present at the time know. Reid has never spoken about it externally. But since then, no one dares to care about their family affairs anymore. Maybe the next car accident won’t be just a missing leg, but a lost life.”

Old Joseph revealed a complicated expression: “This… I think it’s better not to get involved in their family affairs.”

Su Fei: “What about RIP? Doesn’t RIP care either?”

Lina thought for a while: “Maybe he can’t control Uncle Patrick either? I heard Papa say that Uncle Patrick was a famous playboy in the circle when he was young, leaving affection everywhere. At that time, they always thought Uncle Patrick would never marry in his life. The reason he later married Aunt Kelly was because Aunt Kelly was too obsessed with him and used many methods with her family to marry him. Uncle Patrick also seemed to feel it was time to marry and have children, so he married her.”

Su Fei: “Fuck, really a business alliance?”

Lina nodded: “You’re right. I remember when I was little, they seemed to have a honeymoon period, but by the time I was in middle school, Uncle Patrick couldn’t help but relapse. When I was a teenager, I once saw Uncle Patrick on Broadway, hugging a very popular female star.”

Old Joseph clicked his tongue: “We really don’t understand the lives of rich people.”

At this time, the elevator opened with a ding, and Su Fei and Old Joseph got off together.

“Does Teacher Zhuo rarely go home?”

The young man’s gentle voice sounded. Lina turned back to look at him and smiled: “Mn, I guess so. Reid has his own house in Los Angeles. But it seems he sold it last year.” She blinked, “To salvage that plane, I feel like Reid is really going bankrupt.”

Soon, Lina’s floor arrived. She waved to Fu Cheng: “See you tomorrow, Fu.”

After Fu Cheng returned to his room and washed up a bit, he received a call from Zhuo Huan asking him to go to his room immediately.

Zhuo Huan gave instructions very quickly: “Bring your computer.”

Seeming to be typing, Fu Cheng heard the sound of keyboard tapping from the phone.

Fu Cheng: “Do I need to use a computer?”

Zhuo Huan laughed: “Afraid you can’t remember.”

Fu Cheng: “…?”

After bringing the computer to Zhuo Huan’s room, there was no romantic atmosphere whatsoever. After opening the door for Fu Cheng, Zhuo Huan didn’t even look at him, turned around, and went into the study. His rather long hair was tied into a small bun at the back of his head. Wearing glasses, Zhuo Huan sat on the swivel chair, crackling away as he continued to input formulas and numbers into the computer, then calculating.

Fu Cheng took the computer into the study.

Zhuo Huan: “Find a place to sit.”

Fu Cheng sat on the sofa.

Zhuo Huan looked at the computer screen without raising his head: “I’ll send you an email later. You have to memorize the stuff inside tonight. Tomorrow’s test flight isn’t just for you to fly simply. You memorize these data for me, and then test fly according to these data. Don’t worry, McFly’s people won’t be able to tell. After the test flight ends tomorrow, memorize all the data you saw on the plane and tell me.”

Fu Cheng was stunned. He frowned: “Memorize the test flight data of tomorrow’s test flight?” He paused and asked, “Teacher Zhuo, what do you want to do?”

Zhuo Huan asked back: “What do you think I want to do?”

Fu Cheng hesitated for a moment: “I don’t think you can figure out the design secrets of McFly’s new model based on data from one test flight.”

Hearing this, Zhuo Huan finally looked up from behind the computer and looked at Fu Cheng: “Oh, then what do you think I can do?”

Fu Cheng was silent for a while: “Do you really want to steal McFly’s design secrets?”

As if hearing something funny, Zhuo Huan laughed exaggeratedly twice: “Putting an iPhone in front of you, and you figure out its design blueprint, is that called stealing? Giving you a Boeing 777 to dismantle, and you know how to manufacture it after dismantling, is that called stealing?”

Fu Cheng was stunned.

“In fact, even if you dismantle an aircraft, it’s impossible to know how it’s manufactured. But you’re not wrong, I really want to see what Thor Renner did to make the McFly F475 achieve such incredible changes. Thor Renner, I always call him by his name, he doesn’t care. If I respectfully call him teacher, he’d be disgusted, and I’d be disgusted too.” Zhuo Huan said carelessly, “I just want to see the direction of that change. Specific confidential data certainly can’t be seen from one test flight, but knowing the key point of that change might not be impossible. Fu Cheng, don’t use those mediocrities to measure me.”

Fu Cheng didn’t speak for a long time. He really didn’t know what to say. Watching Zhuo Huan busy, he lowered his head, received the email, and then began to read the dense various data on it carefully.

There was silence in the study, only the crisp tapping of the keyboard sounding continuously.

Who knows how long had passed, suddenly, a phone ringtone rang abruptly, breaking the tranquility. Fu Cheng looked up at Zhuo Huan, only to see him pick up the phone and glance at it. Seeing the name on the screen, he showed a look of disgust, tsked contemptuously, and hung up directly.

But a few seconds later, the phone rang again, and Zhuo Huan hung up again.

Just like this repeatedly, after the fifth time, Zhuo Huan sneered and turned off the phone directly.

Then, the hotel phone in the room rang.

Zhuo Huan cursed angrily: “Fuck!”

He picked up the mobile phone on the table and asked, “How did you know my room number?”

Perhaps because the room was too quiet, and the hotel phone’s sound insulation wasn’t done well, Mr. Zhuo’s smiling voice came through the receiver into Fu Cheng’s ears as well.

“Hi, my dear son. I am your father. Would Lina not tell me if I asked her for your room number?”

Zhuo Huan sneered: “Lina told you?” His tone was full of disbelief.

Zhuo Jing said helplessly, “Okay, the hotel front desk told me. After all, facing a father who forgot his son’s room number and couldn’t contact his son for a moment, they wouldn’t refuse.”

“Heh, this hotel should go bankrupt. I remember it’s opened by Lucas’s family?”

Mr. Zhuo laughed, elegant and polite: “Reid, you are still so naughty.”

Zhuo Huan: “…”

Fu Cheng clearly saw Zhuo Huan’s face written full of words, all swear words cursing his father.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

Zhuo Huan’s eyebrows frowned tightly together. Fu Cheng glanced at him and got up to open the door.

He walked out of the study, crossed the living room, and after seeing the person outside clearly through the peephole, Fu Cheng raised his eyebrows in surprise, then opened the door.

Only to see a pretty boy wearing a black tight top and tight jeans leaning against the door, smiling at him. The extremely low V-neck exposed a large area of snow-white skin. He was Asian, with black hair and black eyes, wearing a Bulgari clavicle chain on his slender neck. Fu Cheng remembered this was a women’s necklace because he had once seen his sister wear it.

This boy looked at most twenty years old, with an extremely thin waist. His clear eyes looked at Fu Cheng and threw a flirtatious glance.

Once he opened his mouth, it was Chinese: “Mr. Zhuo Huan?”

Fu Cheng looked at him, suddenly not knowing what to say.

At this time, Zhuo Huan, holding the mobile phone, also walked to the entrance. In the phone receiver, Zhuo Jing said, “I remember you always liked this type of man. It’s rare for us to meet; how could Papa forget you, my dear son.”

The black-haired boy’s gaze shifted back and forth between Fu Cheng and Zhuo Huan, seeming to confirm which of these two was the person he was looking for.

Zhuo Huan laughed. He stared at that boy and squeezed a word out from between his teeth: “Scram.”

The boy was stunned instantly.

Then, Zhuo Huan said into the phone with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile: “Suddenly remembered you have a son after finishing fucking someone? Wow, this fatherly love is so great.”

Zhuo Jing said with a smile, “No, only halfway through fucking. She went to take another shower first. I have always been thinking of you, son.”

Emitting a light laugh from his nasal cavity, Zhuo Huan laughed while saying a word into the phone: “Scram.”

Then, he hung up the phone directly and threw the phone on the floor.

He stepped forward.

Fu Cheng made way for him.

That boy looked embarrassed and asked hesitantly: “Mr. Zhuo Huan, can I come in?”

Zhuo Huan didn’t reply a single word, didn’t even look at him, and slammed the door on this boy’s face with a bang.

Zhuo Huan looked at Fu Cheng: “What are you standing for? Go back and continue memorizing the data.”

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Author’s Note:
Zhuo Scum Dad: Son, do you like the meeting gift Papa sent you?
Zhuo Rest-In-Peace: Hehe.
Fu Chengcheng: [Standing aside watching calmly]

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