Ms. Ren: "These days, there are many people who exploit and take advantage of single daughters, especially those from wealthy families. They can easily be targeted by bad people, and as a lawyer, I've encountered many such cases. The exploitation has even become an industry chain."

"Is there any legal means to help her fight for some rights?"

"Her dad is Jiang Lingyue, a well-known entrepreneur worth billions. Who could even dare to try to extort him?"

Ms. Ren shook her head, "I've heard that this Jiang Mingyang is quite a character, similar to a business tycoon. He rose through the ranks with the help of his father-in-law's family and expanded his business over the past decade. Not just anyone can mess with him. That's why I say to treat Yanyan well, because there's nothing much I can do."

"I've always treated her well."

Xu Lin could only shake his head to this. With Rong Xiyi's family worth billions, he couldn't even think of trying to get anything from them, let alone being close enough to try.

Xu Lin thought no wonder they drove a Bentley Continental.

In this country, once a company reaches a certain size, there are bound to be powerful backers behind it, or it wouldn't survive.

Even though Xu Lin currently had a bit of money in his pocket, to the real big shots, he was just a beggar.

Even though, in the next few months, Xu Lin's savings might break ten million or twenty million.

This amount of money would allow Xu Lin to be financially free in a second-tier city.

But!

Besides money, he had nothing else.

A person needs three elements to stand firmly in society: money, power, and social status.

Strictly speaking, it's actually money and power; social status is just an addition. However, other aspects can bring social status, just not as directly as money and power. For example, Xu Lin becoming famous in the online literature world is also a kind of social status.

But no matter how you look at it, compared to truly wealthy individuals, Xu Lin was still an insignificant ant, so there's no point in thinking about taking from those billionaires, lest he ruin his own family in the process.

In this harmonious society, you don't see the underworld on the surface anymore, but they're still virtually existent, just transformed. Xu Lin had a friend from high school, not very close, whose father is now a rehabilitated big shot; on the surface, you'd never guess he was once a tough guy.

"So, don't bully her, or watch out for my rattan stick on pork!"

Ms. Ren declared.

"Rattan stick on pork" is a phrase from Xu Lin's grandfather's side, in Cantonese, meaning to use a rattan stick to spank.

"Relax, I've always been good to her."

The two talked for a few more minutes, and as Ms. Ren was about to start nagging about him, Xu Lin preemptively said he was going to shower and sleep, then went back to his room.

"This brat!"

Ren Yan couldn't help but get a bit annoyed. She actually wanted to ask about her son's love life; Ms. Ren wanted to get some clues.

Now that her son was grown, it was time for him to get a girlfriend.

In Ms. Ren's view, college romance was important. There are many things to focus on in university. First is academics, that's for sure. Second is general development, which is certain. Third is love life, getting a girlfriend is also definite, otherwise the college experience isn't complete.

As for Xu Lin, the first thing he did after returning to his room was head for a shower.

This room, his master bedroom, was the largest, and it had a bathroom inside.

Xu Lin finished his shower in ten minutes and after another twenty minutes, someone knocked on the door.

"Who is it?"

"It's me!"

Keeping her voice down, Rong Xiyi sent a message. Xu Lin went over to open the door and let her in.

"Mom went for a shower!"

Rong Xiyi excitedly slipped in, and as she passed by Xu Lin, he caught a whiff of a captivating scent.

After all, she had just finished her shower too. She was bound to smell delightful.

Xu Lin calculated that Rong Xiyi had been in the shower for forty-two minutes.

Luckily there were two bathrooms here, or else Xu Lin would have had to wait forever to bathe. Not to mention Ms. Ren takes more than half an hour, not including washing her hair.

Xu Lin didn't know about other girls, but Ning Yuhuan was okay, quick with her showers, only taking about ten minutes.

"What are you doing here?"

Xu Lin asked her.

"This was my room originally, why can't I come here?"

Rong Xiyi said, then flopped down on the bed, swinging her legs, looking quite happy.

Probably because Ms. Ren was here tonight, Rong Xiyi wore long pants. Usually, she'd be in either a small pair of underwear or ultra-short sports shorts, flaunting her long legs.

"Where are you sleeping tonight? In another room?"

Xu Lin sat on the bed, leaning back against the headboard.

"I'll sleep with Mom!" Rong Xiyi said.

"That works, you can chat with her."

Xu Lin thought about it, and it seemed fine.

Then, Rong Xiyi crawled over, sat on Xu Lin's lap, and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Xu Lin, kiss me!"

"Call me brother!"

"Brother!"

"That's more like it!"

"Hmph!"

Rong Xiyi began kissing Xu Lin actively, but because she kept moving, Xu Lin started feeling a bit uncomfortable.

"Damn it, can't hold back any longer!"

Xu Lin flipped her over roughly, pinning Rong Xiyi onto the bed.

"Mom's here!"

Rong Xiyi was a bit panicked.

"She takes as long as you do to shower, and it's only been five minutes. Plus, didn't she say she was going to wash her hair tonight? Probably won't be out for an hour."

Women's showers really are a hassle, which is also one reason for tension in girls' dormitories, as they occupy the bathroom for so long.

Xu Lin stopped talking and took off his clothes. Rong Xiyi's outfit was no exception, pulled off quickly by Xu Lin; a thin t-shirt and sports pants, easy to remove.

"You're not even wearing underwear, coming to me, what else could you be thinking but getting frisky?"

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