Chapter 63
Yu Huanyuan, operating on the principle that “patients with a cold” should get more outdoor exercise and fresh air, took the driver’s seat to personally escort Gu Lin.
From a distance, a white sporty SUV could be seen tailing a black sedan. The driver of the sedan, however, was completely oblivious. He was casually listening to music, humming a little tune, and mentally complaining that the car owner’s musical taste was nothing like his own.
“Gotta change it, gotta change it,” Lin Zheng muttered.
He had to add a few of his own favorite songs.
Although the car was Gu Lin’s, Lin Zheng used it often for both work and personal matters. Driving without music was unacceptable, and driving without his favorite music was even more so.
Speaking of which, Lin Zheng had considered buying a car of his own. It didn’t need to be a multi-million-yuan luxury model like Gu Lin’s; something decent would do. The main thing was convenience. Besides, Gu Lin’s house had a large courtyard with plenty of parking space. Later on, when he had his own place and more funds, he could always upgrade.
That was his original plan, but Gu Lin had shot it down with a barrage of reasons. He had meticulously calculated with Lin Zheng how often he would actually get to drive his own car if he bought one.
The conclusion was that the car would sit idle eighty percent of the time.
First of all, they lived together, and Lin Zheng was Gu Lin’s personal assistant. He was with Gu Lin not just for the daily commute, but also on business trips. It wouldn’t make sense for them to each drive their own car. Secondly, Gu Lin owned more than one car. The one Lin Zheng was driving now was for daily use, but there were two others sitting in the garage of his other apartment. He had told Lin Zheng that if he really wanted to drive, he could pick any of the ones in the garage. But one look at those cars and Lin Zheng had thought better of it. Any one of them would cost him a fortune to repair even for a tiny scratch.
So, in the end, Lin Zheng gave up on the idea of buying a car. In Gu Lin’s words, it was a waste of money. Why spend that money on a car that would just sit there when you could invest it in something more valuable? It was simply irrational.
Although Gu Lin was a bit hypocritical, Lin Zheng had to admit his reasoning made sense.
In the car behind, Gu Lin sat in the back seat with his arms crossed, questioning the person in front. “Yu Huanyuan?”
Yu Huanyuan, who was driving, quickly replied, “Yes, yes.”
“No need to be so tense. Since you’re Lin Zheng’s friend, you’re my friend too. Friends don’t need to be so formal with each other.”
Bro, that’s easy for you to say, but your actions say otherwise, Yu Huanyuan thought.
He felt like Gu Lin was a big boss, and he was just Xiao Yu, the boss’s chauffeur.
Come to think of it, the description was quite fitting.
Though his mind was already wandering off to the ends of the earth, Yu Huanyuan still managed to answer with an “okay.”
Gu Lin’s gaze remained fixed on the sedan up ahead. Seeing it turn left, he asked Yu Huanyuan, “Did Lin Zheng tell you where he was going? Or who he was meeting?”
After Gu Lin’s question, Yu Huanyuan thought for a moment. “I only remember him saying he was going to East Road, but I don’t know who he’s meeting. He didn’t mention it to me.”
Gu Lin looked at him.
A thought occurred to Yu Huanyuan, and a puzzled expression appeared on his face. “Wait, that’s not right. You said Lin Zheng told you he was going to meet a friend, but as far as I know, when it comes to friends, I’m really the only one he has. If it was someone he met at work…” Yu Huanyuan glanced at Gu Lin in the rearview mirror, “…then you should know better than I do.”
Someone he met at work?
Gu Lin thought back. At the company, Lin Zheng wasn’t particularly close to anyone. He treated all his colleagues equally, never getting too friendly with anyone, but also never having any conflicts. Lin Zheng always managed to find a balance in his relationships with others.
If he had to name one person at the company who could be considered a friend, it would be Assistant Shen.
The two had gotten along well ever since Lin Zheng joined the company.
Could he be meeting Assistant Shen?
No.
Gu Lin remembered Assistant Shen saying he had dinner plans with his family tonight.
A man who valued his family above all else wouldn’t just ditch them.
To avoid being noticed, the two cars maintained a suitable distance.
They weren’t so far back that they’d lose him, but not so close that Lin Zheng would spot them.
“Speaking of which, is what I’m doing not right?” Gu Lin suddenly asked.
Yu Huanyuan understood what he meant.
“Ha, of course it’s…” Yu Huanyuan’s quick tongue almost blurted out “not right,” but his sharp mind immediately rerouted the sentence. “…not a bad thing at all, Mr. Gu. Don’t overthink it. We’re just out for a walk.”
Yu Huanyuan said, dead serious, “Didn’t your parents ever tell you when you were sick as a kid? You can’t just stay cooped up at home. We need to get out and breathe some fresh air. It helps you recover faster.”
“I was rarely sick as a child.”
Yu Huanyuan choked. “Ah, oh.”
This conversation was going nowhere.
Yu Huanyuan decided to just focus on driving.
The two of them followed Lin Zheng to a particularly desolate little street.
Yu Huanyuan pulled over to the side of the road.
He found it strange. What was Lin Zheng doing here?
There were hardly any people, but plenty of cars parked along the road, all of them looking quite old.
He watched Lin Zheng get out of the car, holding a small booklet-like object.
He saw Lin Zheng flip open the booklet, look at it, and then glance at the surrounding buildings.
Yu Huanyuan followed his gaze. Looking at the buildings, he suddenly remembered that this place was supposedly the site of a terrifying paranormal incident, one that had caused a huge stir and even attracted reporters.
The thought sent a shiver down his spine.
The street was already narrow, and the sky was a gloomy twilight. A cold wind suddenly blew past the window, and Yu Huanyuan felt a chill creep up his back.
Good grief, what on earth is Lin Zheng doing here?
As Yu Huanyuan was wondering, he saw Lin Zheng, still holding the booklet, spin in a circle. He then looked up, scratched his head, glanced at the buildings again, and then, as if in a moment of enlightenment, slapped his own forehead. He got back in the car with the booklet and started the engine.
Yu Huanyuan: “?”
From the back seat, Gu Lin couldn’t help but let out a laugh.
Yu Huanyuan turned around, confused, and asked Gu Lin, “What’s he doing?”
Gu Lin watched the sedan in front of them make a U-turn and explained to Yu Huanyuan, “He’s lost. He has to find the right way.”
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