My vest is full of bosses

When Lin Chen stepped into the lobby on the first floor of this distinctive teahouse, he immediately felt several gloomy gazes that made him extremely uncomfortable, but when he followed those gazes, he saw nothing.

This teahouse is completely different from the simple and lively teahouses in the past. It can be described by the four words "magnificence and splendor". The teahouse is divided into three floors. There are no people on the first floor and the second floor. He and the waiter were chatting idly.

Seeing him coming in, several people were stunned for a moment, and then quickly put on a flattering smile.

One of them, a little boy with a round face who seemed a bit more courageous, asked, "Did Mr. Lin come to see Lord Qin?"

Before Lin Chen had time to speak, the boy who brought him in changed his face, and he didn't have the pitiful appearance before.

That delicate and immature face was full of arrogance, "Mr. Lin, is it something you low-class people can ask?"

At this time, he seemed to have completely forgotten that he was just one of the "inferior people".

The round-faced Xiaoer seemed to be used to his temper, and he was not angry, but still cheerful and flattering.

"My lord Xingwang, you are right. The villain is so miserable. He can't even say a word, but he dares to ask about Mr. Lin's affairs. The villain should get out of here quickly, and don't hinder the eyes of the adults and the young master."

Lin Chen's eyes stopped on him for a moment.

I just feel that his words are a little weird inside and out. His identity should be the son of a certain family now, so it is not wrong to call him a son, but he is called a young man in front of him. Is this unintentional or is it on purpose?

According to the normal noble son's next reaction, it should be:

"You call him an adult?" His face suddenly sank.

The boy suddenly panicked, "No, my lord, I don't know why he called me that."

He turned around suddenly, kicked hard suddenly, and that kick landed directly on the abdomen of the round-faced boy.

The round-faced Xiao Er was so painful that he fell to the ground all of a sudden, and couldn't help making a sound of pain.

Lin Chen frowned, stopping him from kicking again.

"Okay, what are you doing?"

The boy was still a little panicked, but he forced a flattering smile.

"Young Master Lin, follow me upstairs."

Lin Chen nodded slightly, and followed him upstairs, but before going upstairs, he still glanced at the mistress who was still lying motionless on the ground, moaning in pain.

The two finally went up to the third floor, passed a long corridor full of ancient flavors, turned a corner, and saw a bamboo door with a crystal curtain, which seemed a bit leisurely and elegant.

Just as they arrived at the door, they heard violent quarrels coming from inside.

A somewhat arrogant male voice came out.

"Shen Xiangan, don't be shameless."

Another gentle male voice with a bit of laziness and comfort rang out casually, "Qin Mu, of course I don't want your face, I'm already very satisfied with my face.

The laughter of other people was faintly overflowing inside.

Someone joked, "Qin Er, don't bother Xiangnan all day long, don't you see that people don't want to talk to you at all?"

These words seem to be persuading the fight, but they are actually adding fuel to the fire, making the smoke of the gunpowder more intense.

Sure enough, the male voice became even more irritable.

"Shen Xiangnan!!"

This time, they didn't even bother to reply, and didn't speak at all.

Lin Chen was stuck outside the door, neither entering nor retreating.

He vaguely guessed that this should be a main plot point in this illusion, so he still had to go in to see what happened.

The boy stopped at the door, not daring to go in at this time.

Usually, he is the one who suffers when he goes in at this time. Those noble sons basically don't treat him as a human being.

He didn't even dare to get angry, and he only dared to vent his anger on other people.

The servant said flatteringly to Lin Chen, "Young Master and the others are inside, please go in, Young Master Lin."

Lin Chen cast a glance at him, that gaze was faint, like a handful of clear springs, as if reflecting his thoughts clearly.

The little servant couldn't help trembling slightly, and lowered his head. He was about to say something, but he saw Mr. Lin suddenly opened the curtain and walked into the door.

Several brocade-clothed youths in the room looked at the man who suddenly broke the deadlock.

Someone said with a strange smile, "Lao Lin, you are finally here? You are really slow. Where is the servant who went looking for you?"

Lin Chen apologized, and the boy behind him showed his immature and pale face with a flattering smile all the time.

A young man suddenly stepped forward and slapped him forcefully, "It's useless, it took you so long to find someone? Are you kidding us?"

The young servant's white and tender cheeks suddenly became red and swollen, but he never dared to show any expression of unwillingness.

Lin Chen frowned and asked him to retreat outside the door first.

Those teenagers didn't stop Lin Chen, they just said with a smile, "It's just a slave, why do you show such an expression?"

The young man in black brocade clothes sat on the side of the coffee table, with a stern look on his brows, he said coldly, "Lao Lin, who do you think you are? I didn't come late, but you let us This is waiting for you.

Hearing this familiar voice, Lin Chen understood, isn't this the voice of the boy named Qin Mu who was furious inside just now?

Is this a quarrel and lost and vented your anger on him?

However, the title Lin Lao San surprised him a little. Counting his two older cousins, he was indeed the third in Lin's family.

Could this illusion spy on his memory?

Thinking of this, his eyes darkened slightly.

The other teenagers in the room suddenly burst out laughing, and a boy in a blue brocade suit leaned over to the boy in black.

"Qin Er, what's the matter? You're so angry today, can't you be mad at Shonan? Tsk tsk tsk."

Qin Mu's face was dark, and his tone was a bit unfriendly, "What nonsense are you talking about? I will be angry because of him?"

The young man in Tsing Yi said with a playful smile, "All right, all right, you are not angry..."

Lin Chen didn't speak, just found an empty seat beside the coffee table and sat down.

Beside him was a handsome young man in white robe holding a blue book in his hand.

When he saw Lin Chen sitting down beside him, he just nodded slightly, the soft sunlight outside the window fell on his white side face, his demeanor was gentle and calm, he looked very different from the laughing teenagers around him.

"Shounan, you said you came out with us, why are you still reading here? Haven't you read enough in the academy?" A young man yelled dissatisfied.

"He's different from us. He's the champion." Qin Mu's tone was eccentric, and he suddenly took out a piece of paper and a pen, wrote something on the white paper, curled it up, and then pointed at Lin Chen. The boy threw it over.

Lin Chen was slightly surprised, it turned out that this young man was the other protagonist in the conflict he heard at the door just now, Shen Xiangnan.

Shen Xiangnan easily grabbed the ball of paper, and spread the ball of paper with his cold white fingers, revealing a few large black characters like chicken feet.

——Shen Zhuangyuan, congratulations.

Others said congratulations may be true congratulations, but Qin Mu's words are yin and yang.

Shen Xiangnan didn't seem to be able to see it, and still just smiled gently, "Thank you."

Someone was curious, "Shunan, what kind of official did His Majesty appoint you? Your talent should not be low, right?"

Shen Xiangnan smiled, "It's just an ordinary official."

"It seems to be an official of the Imperial Academy, Xiangnan is really powerful." Another boy sighed, and Qin Mu's face became more and more gloomy, "Are you bothered? He is an official, it's none of your business?"

Those teenagers would retort with laughter in the past, but this time they didn't know if they saw Qin Mu's real anger, and none of them dared to speak again.

Qin Mu looked at Shen Xiangnan, and suddenly said word by word, with a threatening tone, "Shen Xiangan, one day, you will die a miserable death."

Shen Xiangnan next to him didn't react yet, but Lin Chen couldn't help but frowned, the sudden and terrifying aura made him unable to help but his hair burst, and his expression was dignified.

Shen Xiangnan didn't smile this time.

Before Lin Chen could clearly see the expression on his face, he suddenly found that the surrounding scene began to become illusory and hazy little by little, until everything was completely unclear.

......

Lin Mobai sat in the carriage boredly eating snacks and tea.

Yan Huaixing, who was at the side, was still reading the book quietly, but suddenly his face turned pale, the slightly wrinkled book hit the ground with a bang, his slender fingers firmly grasped the front of his shirt, cold sweat dripped from his forehead dripping.

The dry and slightly cracked lips moved slightly, and an indistinct whisper came from between the teeth.

"..."

Lin Mobai was also shocked by this sudden change for a second, he didn't know what strange illness Yan Huaixing had at all.

He moved closer to Yan Huaixing, trying to hear what he was talking about.

"You're going to die...you're going to die..."

"Shen Xiangnan..."

"You're going to die badly—"

That tone was extremely cold and gloomy, like the whispering words of an evil ghost from hell.