After dinner, Lin Fan and his father sat in the living room drinking tea and chatting.

Meanwhile, Chen Jiayi and Zhao Jiaqi were naturally in the kitchen helping their mother clean up the leftovers.

The life was simple, yet very warm.

While Lin Fan was chatting, his mother brought over a plate of fruit, placed it on the coffee table, and then sat next to Lin Fan, saying, "Son, I heard you're going to the Provincial City?"

"Yes, I'm going in a few days. I'll spend these days at home with you all."

Lin Fan smiled as he took the peeled orange from his mother.

"I have something that the old master gave me back in the day, which your father received as a gift, but they are all women's items. Originally, it was said to be for me to wear occasionally, but I never used them, and I'm not sure if they'll be of any use to you. Wait a moment, I'll fetch them for you now. If you find them useless, I'll just give them to Jiaqi and Jiayi."

After saying this, his mother went into the bedroom, and shortly returned with a small wooden box. The ebony box appeared quite vintage, and as it opened, it was filled with women's jewelry, including emerald rings, agate necklaces, and diamond earrings, totaling over a dozen pieces.

"These were gifts my dad received?"

Seeing the jewelry, Lin Fan couldn't help but widen his eyes. A bold idea emerged in his mind: "Could it be my dad's girlfriend gave him these?"

"I don't know. Anyway, the old master said so, and I've just been keeping them all along."

His mother shook her head. They were originally just the housekeeper and security for the family, not at all involved in the core matters. That's why they moved with Lin Fan to a small village to escape being hunted.

Upon hearing this, Chen Jiayi and Zhao Jiaqi curiously gathered around. Looking at the box of jewelry, they both showed expressions of surprise: "Even just one of these is worth millions, and the whole box must be over a billion!"

"No way... Oh my goodness... then take it away quickly... I couldn't keep such valuable things."

His mother, hearing this, was like holding a hot potato, never imagining that something seemingly under a kilogram could be so valuable.

"Mom, then I'll hold onto it for now and see if I can find any information."

This box of jewelry surely contains numerous love and hate stories from the previous generation. Lin Fan smiled, holding the box in his hands. This time going to the Provincial City, firstly to find a solution for Red Flag County, and secondly to explore his parents' pasts in search of more clues about his own identity. He believed the owners of this jewelry must know many stories about his father.

"Okay, my goodness, I've been using it as a pillow all these years, never realizing I was sleeping on a billion dollars. If I had known earlier, I don't think I would have slept peacefully."

His mother's words made everyone burst into laughter. Checking the time, Lin Fan stood up and said, "Dad, Mom, I'll go out for a bit. You rest early. Tomorrow I'll accompany you for a walk in the village."

"Alright, that's fine."

No one asked where Lin Fan was going since his affairs often involved areas they knew nothing about.

Chen Jiayi and Zhao Jiaqi clung to Lin Fan's arms as they escorted him to the door. Seeing their demeanor, his mother nudged his father's shoulder, saying, "Our son is becoming more and more like a young master, always surrounded by admirers wherever he goes."

"It's our son becoming more like a young master."

His father said with a stern face, looking at his mother: "Can't you see he's particularly uncomfortable with us calling him 'young master'? Though we aren't related by blood, after so many years, the bond is like family. You, foolish woman, mustn't speak nonsense. If our son hears it, he will be sad, understand?"

"Understood, understood, our son!"

His mother tidied her hair, looking at Chen Jiayi and Zhao Jiaqi standing at the door. Their vase-like figures were deeply fond of Lin Fan, which made her, as a mother, incredibly happy.

Once outside, Lin Fan naturally headed straight for the house of the charming widow Sun Qimei. When he pushed open the slightly ajar door and entered the bedroom, he saw under the dim light, Sun Qimei was kneeling there stark naked, with a blindfold on her face, hands tied behind her back, and legs tightly bound with a black strap, presenting her rounded buttocks towards the door.

"Wow, this gift is great!"

Walking over, Lin Fan reached out and stroked her white, plump buttocks, his finger tracing the groove between her legs, causing Sun Qimei to let out a soft moan: "The handcuffs won't fit... please help me... tonight I'm yours... there are candles and a whip beside you... do whatever you want to me!"

"Alright!"

Lin Fan smiled, tying her hands. Thus, Sun Qimei was like a dumpling, unable to move, lying there with her buttocks enticingly raised. Lin Fan immediately took off his pants, thrusting his already erect Iron Pestle into her seductive mouth, then picked up the small whip and gave her white, voluptuous bottom a lash.

"Ah..."

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