Chapter 69: Lin Changren Kneels

Divine Healer of Tianmen The Little Pavilion Listens to the Rain 2714 words 2026-04-10 10:00:38

Lin Family Villa.

Lin Changren was in a foul mood, pacing restlessly in the living room.

The flock of crows that had flown over his villa, the string of misfortunes that had befallen his son Lin Hao, the brake failure on his daughter Lin Weiwei’s newly purchased Tesla—all were ominous signs.

His eyelids twitched incessantly.

Lin Weiwei lounged on the sofa as if nothing were amiss, sending messages to her boyfriend Chen Kai: “Honey, don’t be angry. You haven’t spoken to me in two days. That video was really synthesized by Liang Feng on his computer. He wants to use it to threaten me, but you have to trust me!”

“I won’t let Liang Feng blackmail me, and I’ll never cheat on you.”

Just as she sent the message, Liang Feng’s reply arrived: “Maple Forest Hotel, Room 1438. Waiting for you.”

Attached was a naked photo of her, followed by Liang Feng’s warning: “If you don’t come, your father won’t remain general manager of Dongliang Group.”

Lin Weiwei hurriedly replied, “Don’t be impatient, I’ll be there soon.”

Then she turned back, weaving more lies to placate Chen Kai, begging for his forgiveness.

Beside her, Yang Lizhen glanced at her daughter, scolding angrily, “You sent your brother to the hospital and yet you sit here fiddling with your phone, not even accompanying him?”

“Why blame me? Blame the Tesla!” Lin Weiwei retorted impatiently.

Just then, brakes screeched outside and a servant came to report that Lin Qingqian and Ye Tianci had returned.

“They’re back?” Lin Changren was startled, hurrying outside with Yang Lizhen and Lin Weiwei quickly following.

Outside, they immediately saw the Rolls-Royce beside Lin Qingqian.

“Well, Lin Qingqian, I heard your Hongqi car was scrapped, and now you’re driving a Rolls-Royce?” Lin Weiwei sneered, her tone mocking. “Where did you rent it?”

“Tianci bought it for me,” Lin Qingqian replied truthfully.

Lin Weiwei scoffed, rolling her eyes. “He’s just some backwoods doctor from the mountains. The clothes on his back aren’t worth three hundred yuan, and you expect us to believe he bought you a luxury car like this?”

“You can’t even lie convincingly!”

“I bet he stole it for you.”

Lin Qingqian couldn’t be bothered to explain. “Believe whatever you want.”

Lin Changren frowned. “Qingqian, why are you back so soon?”

“Uncle, Tianci recovered the Lin family’s project funds.”

“Recovered them?” Lin Changren was stunned, then laughed coldly. “Qingqian, you’re getting outrageous, lying through your teeth!”

“I think it’s this Ye Tianci who’s influencing you. Leave him at once! I’ll find you a wealthy young man to marry, so you can enjoy a life of luxury and happiness!”

As he spoke, he turned a frosty gaze upon Ye Tianci. “Ye Tianci, you’ve lost!”

“According to the wager we made, you must kneel and kowtow. I’m going to start a livestream.”

Ye Tianci raised an eyebrow. “Who said I lost?”

He pulled out the bank card given to him by Yu Feihu. “The money’s all right here, Lin Changren. You’re the one who lost.”

“As agreed, you must kneel in front of everyone and welcome Qingqian’s family back.”

Lin Changren snorted. “You think I’m a fool? You’re trying to trick me with a fake bank card?”

“All these years, no one’s ever managed to get accounts from Tiger Group! Yu Feihu, that miser, would never give you the money!”

No sooner had he finished speaking than the door of the Rolls-Royce behind Ye Tianci swung open. Yu Feihu stepped out, face dark with anger.

“Yu—President Yu?!”

Lin Changren’s eyes widened in shock.

Yu Feihu’s expression was icy as he said, “Lin Changren, you think I’m a miser? That I’m stingy?”

“No, no, President Yu, don’t be angry. I wasn’t talking about you; I meant that kid surnamed Ye,” Lin Changren replied awkwardly, hastily denying his words.

“Hmph! I’m not deaf!”

Yu Feihu’s face was cold as frost, his gaze sharp. “Lin Changren, you doubted Mr. Ye? Let me make it clear—I’ve given the money to Mr. Ye.”

“I heard your conversation with him just now. You made a pledge: if you lost, you’d kneel here to welcome Miss Lin’s family back. Isn’t that right?”

Lin Changren was dumbfounded, mouth agape.

He could hardly believe Ye Tianci had really gotten the money back—and even brought Yu Feihu with him.

Where did this cripple get such influence?

For a moment, Lin Changren wondered if he was hallucinating.

He rubbed his eyes vigorously and stared—Yu Feihu was still standing there, cold and imposing.

It wasn’t a hallucination. It was real!

Lin Changren’s mouth was dry, his heart in turmoil. “President Yu, what pledge? It was just talk.”

“Lin Changren, capricious and slippery! I knew you’d deny it. I never thought highly of you,” Ye Tianci said coldly.

Lin Changren’s eyes flashed with anger. “Who are you calling slippery? Ye Tianci, since you recovered the funds for the Lin family’s project, hand them over!”

Ye Tianci smirked. “I just gave them to you. You said it was fake. Now you want them? Sorry, they’re gone.”

Lin Changren curled his lip in disdain. “Those are Lin family funds. If you don’t hand them over, just wait and see.”

“One call, and the Sky Pavilion will have you arrested! Ten years behind bars!”

Ye Tianci’s lips curled in a wicked smile. “If you want the money, fulfill your pledge first. Kneel and welcome Qingqian’s family back!”

“You want to force me to kneel? Who do you think you are?”

“I am the head of the Lin family. I’m still the general manager of Dongliang Group. I—”

Lin Changren’s rant was abruptly cut off by Yu Feihu, who said, “Lin Changren, if you don’t kneel, I’ll smash your Lin family!”

At his words, engines roared.

“Vroom, vroom, vroom!”

Seven or eight cars swept in, dozens of men exited, led by Yu Sihai.

Among the burly men, Lin Daonan and Lin Changli had also been brought by Yu Sihai.

Lin Changren stared in shock. “What is this…?”

Yu Feihu responded coldly, “Lin Changren, Mr. Ye has done me a great favor. He is an honored guest of mine!”

“Just now, you insulted not only me, but Mr. Ye as well. Asking you to keep your word and kneel is already the greatest mercy I can offer you!”

“If you still refuse, I’ll destroy your Lin family with a single word!”

Lin Changren gritted his teeth. “President Yu, I know you’re powerful, but this is a family matter. Aren’t you meddling a bit too much?”

Yu Sihai stepped forward, waving his phone. “Lin Changren, I have a recording of your son Lin Hao’s conversation with me. Shall I play it for everyone?”

“So all can hear what you and your son said.”

Lin Changren’s face changed dramatically. He and his son had hoped Yu Sihai would help deal with Ye Tianci, but Yu Sihai was siding with Ye Tianci!

That recording must never be played, or their reputations would be ruined!

“Ye Tianci, you’re ruthless!”

Lin Changren glared at Ye Tianci, gnashing his teeth.

He was so busy nursing his grudge that he failed to consider why the Yu brothers would stand up for Ye Tianci.

Weighing his options, Lin Changren knew he had no choice but to kneel.

His face dark, he stepped forward and fell to his knees with a thud, expressionless as he spoke, “Father, Third Brother, I kneel here to welcome you back to the Lin family.”

His manner was full of resentment.

Lin Daonan fixed his gaze on his eldest son and said coldly, “Lin Changren, I am the head of the Lin family—what need is there for me to return?”

“Since you’ve knelt, then as your father and as head of the Lin family, I now declare that your family of four is expelled from the Lin family!”