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    The Presidents’ Creative Pursuits of Love

    The only daughter of a coffee family, Jiang Yingying, had joined the Lin family, one of the richest families in Shangcheng, to save the family from its decline. She had become the housekeeper of the Lin family, but who would have thought that this Coffee Master, who was good at cooking, pulling flowers, and had a good appearance, would actually cause the two CEOs Lins to give up all their money just to win the heart of a beauty. One was domineering, did not know how to play, but was in love with the other, while the other had a glib tongue, but was gentle, considerate, and tender. It was easy for her to find money for her family, but what should the two Ah, the headache...

    Chapter 4 How Big Is Your House

    Story: The Presidents’ Creative Pursuits of Love Author:qikuian words:7311 Update time:2023-06-15 13:09:32

    After driving for about five hundred meters, Jiaang Yingying caught a glimpse of a manor that looked like a palace to her. It was a combination of east and west, with a garden style, and a smaller building scattered diagonally behind the main building.

    "This house... why does it look so strange?" Jiaang Yingying commented, feigning nonchalance.

    "Strange? This is a work of the Renaissance." Lin Chengtian's normal tone made people feel as if they were a thousand miles away from him.

    "What is the Renaissance?" Jiaang Yingying muttered in a low voice. Then she saw a large patch of grass on the other side of the manor. She couldn't help but sneer, "It looks like there are flowers and trees everywhere outside. Why is there only broken grass inside?"

    When Lin Chengtian heard this, he laughed for the first time, and even laughed out loud. "We play golf on that 'broken grass' when we have nothing to do."

    He deliberately emphasized the word "broken grass," and then gave Jiaang Yingying "knowledge," saying, "The old man loves to play golf. He has a habit of drinking a cup of Yehka coffee after every game... Oh, right, that set of hand- flushing equipment is very important to him. He doesn't allow anyone to touch it. I remember one of the servants stole it and the old man made him pick up trash with his bare hands for three months. '"

    "Huh? Three months picking up trash in such a big place with his bare hands?" Jiaang Yingying was stunned, and even more shocked that Lin Chengtian would talk so much to her in one breath!

    What was this guy trying to do?

    "I'm guessing you're the one who reported him, aren't you?" Jiaang Yingying deliberately teased, "I think Young Master Lin is more handsome than you, stronger than you, and better than you in the bottom of his heart."

    "Superficial and ignorant." Lin Chengtian remained calm and collected. Jiaang Yingying's teasing did not hurt him at all.

    "By the way, you just said it was a deal..."

    Jiaang Yingying's heart was in turmoil until she heard what Lin Chengtian said about the details of the deal. After all, the rich always thought differently from ordinary people.

    Lin Chengtian's face immediately darkened. "I'm only looking for you because you know how to make coffee. Don't think too highly of yourself! Remember, when you get to the Lin family, don't talk too much. Don't ask what you shouldn't ask. Also..."

    "Tsk, would you get your tongue cut out if you ask too much?" Jiaang Yingying muttered disapprovingly, interrupting Lin Chengtian.

    Lin Chengtian turned his head and glanced at Jiaang Yingying. He swallowed his unfinished words and did not say anything else.

    The car stopped again at the entrance of the villa in the manor. Two men in black suits who looked like bodyguards walked through the fountain and opened the car door for them. Jiaang Yingying couldn't help but secretly swallow her saliva when she saw that these two bodyguards were bronze-skinned, tall and powerful, with fresh and handsome faces. They were really more handsome than the little stars on TV.

    "Hello, Second Young Master."

    After the two bodyguards greeted him in unison, one of them walked to the other side and opened the door for Lin Chengtian. Then he replaced the driver and went to park the car. The other man led the way and led them into the villa. Jiaang Yingying caught a glimpse of Lin Chengtian's car. The driver, who hadn't spoken a word along the way, had a face as handsome as a Korean Oppa.

    As soon as the door opened, a couple of recliners by a blue swimming pool were filled with shirtless men and women in threepiece bathing suits, leaning against each other.

    On closer inspection, there was a gray-haired man in the pool and a woman with a bun, and even though she was soaking in the water, the bikini swimsuit she was wearing was about to burst from the swell of her breasts.

    "Master, Second Young Master is back," the bodyguard reported respectfully.

    Jiaang Yingying was still in a daze, but Lin Chengtian's murderous gaze brought her back to her senses. She realized that the man in the pool was Lin Yaoguo, the old master of the Lin family.

    "Dad."

    Lin Chengtian stood as straight as a pole, his voice like a kitten who hadn't eaten for days. His behavior in front of the old man was like a completely different person, which made Jiaang Yingying's heart shiver uncontrollably.

    Old Master Lin turned his head and glanced at her when he heard her. He only nodded slightly and picked up the big-breasted beauty beside him and kissed her on the cheek. He didn't seem to mind the fact that there was a woman beside Lin Chengtian, nor did he care about the intimacy of this scene.

    Jiaang Yingying wanted to vomit, but fortunately, Lin Chengtian signaled her to follow him in time.

    Hiding behind Lin Chengtian, Jiaang Yingying had somehow become like a little cat, not daring to make a sound. Even her feet couldn't help but tip-toe. She could only sigh in her heart. She had heard from someone before that the upper class people were actually lower. It seemed that it was true!

    Passing through the pool and entering the hall, Jiaang Yingying secretly took a few deep breaths.

    "What? Are you scared?" Lin Chengtian sneered coldly.

    "I'm afraid? Look at your cowardly face. Those who don't know what's going on will think that you're an obstacle!" Unsatisfied, Jiaang Yingying asked again, "By the way, how big is your house?"

    "It's not big. It occupies two -"

    "Twenty acres?" Jiaang Yingying's eyes widened. She didn't even have the time to calculate and convert an acre into a square meter.

    "It's two hundred acres," Lin Chengtian said lightly.

    "What? Two... two hundred?" Jiaang Yingying couldn't imagine how big two hundred acres were. "Can you be more specific?"

    "One hundred suites, ten chess rooms, eight bath and sauna rooms, five artificial lakes, three Koi ponds..."

    "No, it can't be." Suddenly, Jiaang Yingying felt a cold breeze on her back. How was this entering the Lin family? This was entering a kingdom!

    "Oh, there are also two children's playgrounds, a wine cellar, and the most advanced and luxurious coffee shop in A City." Lin Chengtian added, "One children's playground has a sea world, and the other is an animal world. Right now, the old man's favorite is Xiao Budian."

    "Who is Xiao Budian?" Jiaang Yingying asked.

    "Just remember that his name is Kangkang, and he just turned four last month. Also, don't bully him!" Lin Chengtian always gave people a hard time.

    "Oh, only four years old! Seaworld... animalworld... wait, how come you have children? Aren't you and your brother unmarried?"

    Lin Chengtian's face immediately darkened, and he warned Jiaang Yingying, "If you want to die, you can just ask the old man this stupid question!"

    "Oh," Jiaang Yingying replied. She followed Lin Chengtian through the living room, up the spiral staircase to the second floor, and then up to the third floor. She wondered why such a luxurious house didn't have an elevator.

    The Lin family had three nannies, two bodyguards, and a butler on each floor. Although the space was large, the atmosphere was stifling.

    When they arrived at the door of Lin Chengtian's room, they heard his cold voice saying, "Go in."

    The moment she stepped into Lin Chengtian's room, Jiaang Yingying felt a sudden pang of regret. She was inexplicably afraid.