Chapter 40: Chu Lin Has Finally Made It! He Wants to Build a Villa!

After unexpectedly witnessing such a spectacle, everyone’s gaze returned once more to Chu Lin. Only now did they realize that Chu Lin, orphaned since childhood and never having attended university, had not only bought a luxury car but also brought home an exceptionally beautiful girlfriend.

Liu Fang, seeing that Chu Lin had come back, emerged from inside and warmly took Li Qian’s hand. “Girl, coming home with Xiao Lin means you’re family now. Please don’t stand on ceremony.”

“This is my aunt,” Chu Lin introduced Li Qian to her.

Li Qian had already heard about Chu Lin’s family situation on the way, so she sweetly replied, “Aunt, just call me Qian.”

Moreover, Aunt had said that being with Chu Lin meant she was part of the family. Why did that make her feel unexpectedly happy?

Liu Fang, still enthusiastic, asked Li Qian, “Qian, I heard from Xiao Lin that you dance. No wonder your figure is so good.”

Li Qian glanced at Chu Lin, a bit embarrassed. So his girlfriend was a dancer.

Even Qin Lin felt awkward; he hadn’t expected Aunt to ask so directly. His previous girlfriend was indeed a dancer, with remarkably long legs.

Sadly, he only lasted half a year with those legs—if he’d gotten the game system then, he might have managed a whole year, truly a match for Master Gao Yao, the famed connoisseur of legs.

But the game system had come too late, and he couldn’t agree to share those legs with a rich second-generation as proposed. Even if she’d said the rich kid would support him financially.

Aunt didn’t know any of this.

Li Qian was quick-witted from her experience in sales, and immediately responded, “Aunt, dancing keeps the body in shape. It’s great for maintaining a good figure.”

“How wonderful! Such a beautiful girl, lucky for our Xiao Lin,” Liu Fang was clearly pleased with Li Qian, thinking where else could one find such a pretty girl.

Li Qian instinctively glanced at Chu Lin. Wasn’t he lucky?

He had a girlfriend and still behaved that way towards her. Truly a scoundrel.

“Uncle, Aunt, I bought some things for you,” Chu Lin said, opening the car’s trunk and pulling out a red gift box to give to Liu Fang. “Aunt, I’m making money now, so I bought you a little something.”

Liu Fang knew Chu Lin always brought gifts when he returned, so she took the box curiously and opened it. Seeing the pair of gold bracelets inside, she froze.

The price tag stunned her. “Xiao Lin, how could you buy such an expensive gift for me? These bracelets cost over fifty thousand—I can’t accept them!”

“Aunt, it’s my heartfelt gift. You must take it,” Chu Lin expected her reaction and immediately looked at Li Qian.

Li Qian caught on right away, smiling as she said, “Aunt, fifty thousand is nothing for Chu Lin now. Just accept his kindness without worry.”

While speaking, she had already helped Liu Fang put on the bracelet.

Sure enough, with Li Qian’s intervention, Liu Fang’s face lit up with delight. She didn’t even consider taking it off, instead holding Li Qian’s hand with increasing affection.

This girl suited their Chu Lin perfectly.

“Uncle, I prepared a gift for you too,” Chu Lin continued, lifting out two cases of Moutai and handing them to Chu Song. “You like your drink, so I got you two cases of Moutai. It’s good stuff!”

“Moutai?” Chu Song’s eyes brightened.

For those who enjoy a tipple, there’s something irresistible about fine spirits. Especially Moutai, so famous yet he’d never tasted it, never splurged on such extravagance.

Now his nephew had gifted him two whole cases, and in front of so many villagers, he felt especially proud and dignified.

He hugged the cases and couldn’t help but ask, “Xiao Lin, how much did this cost?”

“A case of six bottles is nineteen thousand,” Chu Lin didn’t hide the fact.

“That’s over three thousand a bottle! Xiao Lin, why spend so much on wine? I don’t need anything so pricey,” Chu Song tightened his grip, afraid he’d drop them.

These two cases cost nearly forty thousand. Clearly, his nephew was truly making money now—otherwise, he wouldn’t have spent ninety thousand on gifts for him and his wife in one go.

If his brother could see this from the afterlife, he’d surely be at peace.

“It’s for you, Uncle. And since all the elders helped today, we’ll open two bottles at lunch so everyone can have a taste,” Chu Lin smiled.

“Then two bottles it is,” Chu Song nodded.

This scene made the villagers look on with envy. Chu Lin had really made something of himself.

And Chu Song and his wife deserved it—they’d always been kind.

Reflecting on themselves, none could imagine their own sons buying them ninety-thousand-yuan gifts, let alone nephews. They still worried about dowries for their sons’ marriages.

Chu Lin took out a bag of Atlantis prawns and closed the trunk.

As he headed toward the old house, the villagers greeted him warmly.

Chu Lin responded to each one. He could distinctly feel that the elders of his village greeted him far more warmly than before.

Such was the invisible power of wealth.

After putting the Moutai cases away, Chu Song noticed Chu Lin carrying a bag and asked curiously, “Xiao Lin, what’s that you’ve got?”

Chu Lin explained, “Uncle, I don’t run the shop anymore—I’ve started a farm, and all my money comes from it. This bag contains my own premium prawns, perfect for today’s lunch.”

His words piqued the curiosity of Chu Song and the villagers, who came closer.

When Chu Song opened the bag, they were astonished by the size of the prawns.

“These prawns are huge!”

“Yes, at least twice the size of normal ones.”

“A bag full of such big prawns—I’ve never seen anything like it!”

As everyone chatted, a BMW pulled up in front of the ancestral house.

It was Huang Bin’s car. He hopped out and called, “Chu Lin, I brought the person!”

Chu Lin came out and was surprised to see who Huang Bin had brought—a voluptuous, strikingly beautiful and alluring woman.

Yes, she was unmistakably a married woman.

Don’t ask how he knew—the charm was unmistakable, and such allure is truly captivating. Never doubt the taste of legendary libertines and their countless successors.

How to tell at a glance? Anyone who’s had intimate dealings will know the difference.

This charismatic woman drew plenty of attention from the villagers. Beauty always attracts.

Huang Bin led her in and introduced her, “Chu Lin, this is Sister Liu Yanyan. Her family’s business is house construction and interior design, and she’s been in the industry for seven years. She can help sort out everything for your ancestral house.”

“President Chu, hello,” Liu Yan gracefully shook Chu Lin’s hand.

“Miss Liu, hello!” Chu Lin replied politely.

Chu Song had met Huang Bin before, but not Liu Yan, so he asked, “Xiao Lin, who is this lady?”

“Uncle, we’re planning to rebuild the ancestral house, right?” Chu Lin explained. “Since we’re all living together, I thought we’d build a large villa. Miss Liu is the designer I’ve hired.”

“A villa???” Chu Song was startled. “Xiao Lin, you’re giving your uncle too much credit. How could I ever afford a villa?”

After all, villas are beyond the reach of ordinary folks. Most families just build simple homes.

The only villa in their village belonged to the richest man, Chu Yan’s family, and even with a land grant, it was rumored to have cost over two million to build.