Chapter 688: Chapter 334: Meeting Lin Shen’s Parents for the First Time

Room 201, Building 5, Chengze Home.

"Old Lin!"

Seeing the WeChat message Qin Yuenan had sent from Lin Shen’s phone, Zhao Nuannuan immediately rushed into the kitchen to tell Lin Qinghai. "Look! Nan sent a message from our son’s phone!"

"So she sent a message. What are you getting so excited about?" Lin Qinghai curled his lips disdainfully, but Zhao Nuannuan was incredibly happy.

"She called me Auntie! It’s been so long since our son brought a girl home. He finally managed to bring someone back this time. How could I not be happy?"

"You’re this excited just because she called you Auntie?" Lin Qinghai teased, clearly much calmer. "If she called you Mom, wouldn’t you empty out your life savings for her?"

"Hmph, I’d empty them even if she didn’t call me Mom," Zhao Nuannuan snorted softly. "I specifically prepared a ten-thousand-yuan red envelope for Nan this time."

"Ten thousand? Why did you prepare so much?" Lin Qinghai’s eyes widened before he frowned in dilemma. "If they come back for an engagement, how much are you going to give then?"

"We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it. What’s ten thousand anyway?" Zhao Nuannuan was very perceptive. Seeming to notice something off about Lin Qinghai’s mood, she furrowed her brows and asked coldly, "Old Lin, let me ask you something. Do you have some kind of problem with Nan?"

"No, I don’t." Lin Qinghai shook his head in denial, even letting out a laugh. "Our son is bringing his girlfriend home. I couldn’t be happier. How could I be dissatisfied? Besides, I haven’t even met her!"

"I just feel like you have an issue with Nan." Having been married for over thirty years, Zhao Nuannuan knew Lin Qinghai’s temperament like the back of her hand. Seeing his evasive gaze, she knew exactly what he was thinking. "You never used to smoke while cooking, and your words keep disrespecting Nan left and right."

"I don’t..." Lin Qinghai initially wanted to defend himself, but after seeing Zhao Nuannuan’s icy glare, he felt guilty and went back to cooking.

However, Zhao Nuannuan relentlessly pressed on, seemingly having figured out the reason behind his attitude. "Are you still hung up on Tingting?"

This made Lin Qinghai freeze. He scratched his head and sighed softly.

"Alright, I admit it. I do think Tingting is more suitable to be our daughter-in-law. Besides, she even bought me cigarettes and liquor in the past.

"Of course, I’m not saying Nan is bad, but I think the circumstances of our son’s breakup with Tingting were just too weird!

"It hasn’t even been half a month since he split with Tingting, and he’s already gotten together with Nan. It’s hard for me not to overthink things!"

"Didn’t Lin Shen already explain the situation to you? Tingting was the one who fell for someone else first," Zhao Nuannuan scolded coldly. "Do you still think it’s our son’s fault?"

"I just feel like something isn’t right." Lin Qinghai was noticeably calmer as he began to analyze the situation. "Think about it. If Tingting fell for someone else first, considering how much Lin Shen liked her, it would definitely take him a long time to get over the relationship.

"Even if it wasn’t half a year or a year, it should at least take a few months, right? After all, they dated for several years and were already at the stage of discussing marriage.

"With feelings that deep, who could let go so easily?"

Lin Qinghai stared intently into Zhao Nuannuan’s eyes as he continued his analysis. "But look at the result. I remember it’s only been a little over a month, right? Shen is already with Nan, even to the point where he can bring her home. Can a relationship really develop this fast? I don’t think so. I keep feeling like there’s something fishy going on here."

Hearing Lin Qinghai’s analysis, Zhao Nuannuan frowned, seemingly realizing the inconsistencies as well.

It was true. Logically speaking, moving on from a relationship that was heading toward marriage should take at least a few months. Some people never even managed to move on. But Shen had adjusted so quickly, and he was even bringing a new girlfriend home after just a couple of months. Could there be a hidden secret or something fishy behind all this?

"Then I’ll find an opportunity to ask when our son and Nan get back," Zhao Nuannuan warned Lin Qinghai. "But let me tell you right now: you are an elder. Even if you’re suspicious about this whole thing, don’t you dare pull a long face and embarrass us."

"Of course. I definitely won’t give her attitude. After all, Nan is our son’s girlfriend." Lin Qinghai assured Zhao Nuannuan on this point, managing to dispel her concerns.

She then glanced at the clock on the living room wall and muttered, "What’s taking them so long?"

At 5:00 PM, in the city center.

Lin Shen was driving, currently stuck at a red light at the busiest intersection in his hometown. However, the car behind him was keeping a cautious distance of half a car length. Curious drivers in adjacent lanes rolled down their windows, casting surprised glances and continuously sizing up his vehicle. After all, the Maybach S680 that Lin Shen was driving was simply too dazzling.

It featured an eye-catching two-tone black and white color scheme, an ultra-luxurious paint job and exterior brimming with texture, and the upright double-M Maybach hood ornament. Even in Modu, where luxury cars gathered like clouds, this kind of Maybach S680 still stood in a league of its own, guaranteed to draw extra glances from pedestrians on the street, let alone in a small, third- or fourth-tier county town.

Perhaps there would be a Maybach around during the Chinese New Year, but it would be an S480 at best. One had to know that the difference between a Maybach S480 and an S680 wasn’t just a single number; they were worlds apart in terms of exterior, interior, configuration, and overall luxury, separated by several tiers. As for the price, it went without saying—a single S680 could easily buy three S480s.

Therefore, when Lin Shen’s Maybach S680 appeared in his hometown’s small county, many people cast astonished glances, and pedestrians waiting at the crosswalk even took out their phones to snap pictures.

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