All the members are good people, only the host is a pervert

Chapter 185 The Villain's Daughter (End) 10

The next time Lin Ruan saw Lin Fujin, it was at a luxurious estate she owned in Italy. The estate, sprawling and surrounded by lush woods and manicured gardens, was usually tranquil and elegant. But at that moment, the atmosphere felt eerie.

Lin Fujin lay utterly distraught on the ground, his legs stretched out in a twisted, distorted position, as if struck by a massive force. His face was covered in dust and dirt, his clothes were tattered, and his once neatly combed hair lay disheveled across his forehead. Even more alarming was the deathly stillness of his pupils, a lifeless expression, as if his soul had been torn from his body.

"Hi, Dad." Lin Ruan walked briskly and leisurely towards Lin Fujin who was lying on the ground. Her crisp voice broke the depressing silence.

"Why are you here?" Lin Fujin raised his head and looked at his daughter in front of him. His tone was surprisingly calm, as if all the waves in his heart had subsided. He paused and asked again, "Shouldn't you be at the Milan Art School?"

"Because you went bankrupt, Dad, I dropped out of school." Lin Ruan said with a relaxed look, as if it was just a trivial matter.

"I remember I gave you the last five million before the accident." Lin Fujin frowned slightly.

Lin Ruan raised her chin confidently and said frankly, "Well, I lied, Dad."

After saying this, her expression became a little strange, a half-smile, with an elusive look in her eyes. Then, she squatted in front of Lin Fujin, reached out and pulled his hair, slightly lifted his face, looked him up and down, and said with a playful smile, "Why are you so embarrassed, Dad?"

Lin Fujin smiled bitterly and said slowly, "You are living a more comfortable life than I imagined."

"Dad, do you want to die?" Lin Ruan suddenly leaned closer, staring straight into Lin Fujin's eyes, and asked coldly.

"Yeah." Lin Fujin replied softly. At this moment, his heart was already broken. Shen Huaian was gone, Lin Yi was gone, Lin Er was gone, and Uncle Fu was gone too.

Not only that, but all the wealth he had worked so hard to accumulate was gone, and now he was left with nothing. Amidst these continuous blows, death seemed like a relief.

In his heart, Lin Ruan had never truly entered his heart. There always seemed to be an insurmountable barrier between them. Both Lin Ruan and he knew this, but they had never spoken out loud.

"Don't die, Daddy," Lin Ruan pleaded softly, her voice trembling slightly. She lowered her head slightly, her hair covering half her face, making it difficult to discern her expression. "You must live, Daddy." She paused, took a deep breath, and continued, "You still owe me five years. Pay it back, my dear Daddy."

After saying this, she clapped her hands gently. Following the crisp clapping, several burly women emerged from various corners of the manor. They were stout, with cold expressions and steady, powerful steps.

"Take this gentleman to the attic in the backyard and take good care of him. Don't let him run away or die." Lin Ruan stood up and gave the order condescendingly, with unquestionable majesty in his tone.

"Hahahaha..." Lin Fujin suddenly burst into laughter, his voice filled with self-mockery and helplessness. He understood Italian, so he naturally understood what Lin Ruan was saying. Once, he was a high-ranking business tycoon, controlling the fate of countless people. Now, he had fallen to this point, at the mercy of others.

Lin Ruan never really spoke about those five years. No matter how he tried to hint at it, or how the psychologists he called in tried to counsel her, she refused to mention it. For Lin Ruan, those five years seemed like an illusory dream.

When he woke up from the dream, everything seemed to be over. But now he suddenly realized that the painful experience had never really passed and had been deeply engraved in Lin Ruan's heart.

"Ruanruan, do you want me to help monitor Lin Fujin's vital signs?"

"No need, Ao Shiqi, you have to believe in the protagonist's aura." Lin Ruan responded playfully, as if everything was under control.

At the same time, in distant China.

"Mr. Xiao, Lin Fujin was taken away by his daughter Lin Ruan. This woman has considerable influence in Europe, and we can't kill him in a short time." A subordinate respectfully reported the situation to Xiao Linyuan who was sitting in the luxurious office.

"It's okay, I've already gotten the news and arranged for people to go in and take care of him. You go and tell them not to let Lin Fujin die, and don't let him have an easy time." Xiao Linyuan sat behind the large desk, his eyes deep and cold, revealing a chilling aura.

"Okay, Mr. Xiao." The subordinate took the order and left.

"Linyuan, are you busy?" A gentle female voice sounded behind Xiao Linyuan. Xiao Linyuan turned around and saw his beloved woman, Chiyu, standing at the door, her face filled with concern. He walked over quickly, hugged Chiyu tightly, and said affectionately, "I will always protect you, Chiyu. I will not let anyone who hurts you go."

This scene was observed by the system that was monitoring the dynamics of all parties, and it couldn't help but complain: "9, because 6 flipped."

Lin Fujin seemed to have fallen into an endless abyss of darkness. He felt that he had walked a long and painful road. It was a road paved with his dignity, covered with thorns burning with fire. Every step he took was heartbreaking.

Finally, he reached the end of the road and saw Satan sitting on a gorgeous chair. Satan's face was beautiful yet full of endless gloom. She looked at Lin Fujin, gave him a strange smile, and slowly spoke to him.

She said: "I haven't seen you for five years, Dad, how are you doing?"

"Cough, cough, cough..." Lin Fujin suddenly woke up from the nightmare and started coughing violently. When he woke up again, he found himself in a hospital ward. The ward was filled with a pungent smell of disinfectant, and the lights were dim and dim.

Lin Ruan is very stingy. Besides him, there are four other patients in this ward.

Seeing Lin Ruan guarding the bedside, Lin Fujin felt a complex emotion in his heart. He really couldn't describe what he felt at the moment.

"I thought you threw me into the sea and wanted to drown me directly." Lin Fujin said weakly, his voice hoarse and dry.

Lin Ruan smiled and said, "How could that be, Dad? I'm still alive, right?" Her smile seemed relaxed, but it made people feel a little unpredictable.

Lin Fujin didn't say anything else, just looked at the ceiling quietly, as if lost in thought.

But Lin Ruan didn't seem to intend to let him go. She raised her head and clapped her hands twice. The crisp applause echoed in the silent ward, seeming particularly abrupt.

Lin Fujin's body suddenly stiffened, his eyes filled with fear and despair. The first time he heard Lin Ruan clap her hands, she had him locked in the attic and tortured for five years. The second time he heard her clap her hands, she had him thrown into the Mediterranean. What kind of fate would befall him this time? His heart was already dead, but his body still felt pain.

"Sign these, Dad. Sign them and we'll be even from now on." Lin Ruan said, taking out a stack of documents from her bag and placing them in front of Lin Fujin.

Lin Fujin turned his head with great effort, looking at the documents, feeling somewhat stunned. The documents contained documents about the gift of property, including a villa in the suburbs of Italy and shares in several companies, and now they were placed before him in this way.

But. . .

"Why bother with all this effort? You are my only heir. If I die, these things will return to your hands. It would be better not to give them to me." Lin Fujin frowned and asked in confusion.

"No, Dad, you can do with them as you like, or donate them. I don't care about that." Lin Ruan said seriously.

He stared at his grown-up daughter seriously, trying to find the answer from her eyes. He asked slowly, "Then what do you care about?"

The girl's eyebrows curved, a pure smile bloomed on her face, and she said softly, "It's about the joy of the soul, Dad."

Lin Fujin: "...Haha." He didn't expect that at this time, he would be speechless and laugh at his daughter's words.

But, if you don't take advantage of an opportunity, you are a bastard.

He no longer hesitated and signed without hesitation. Lin Ruan stood up, straightened his clothes, and said calmly, "Then goodbye, Dad. I've found a caregiver for you. I hope we won't see each other again."

"You...you?" Lin Fujin turned his neck with difficulty, his eyes slowly sweeping over the patients in the ward. When he saw the person lying on the bed clearly, he was completely stunned.

It was Lin Er who died while blocking a bullet for him, the once young, promising and energetic young man, who was now lying pale on the hospital bed; Shen Huaian who was stabbed to death by the angry family members designed by Xiao Linyuan, had a trace of pain on his face, as if he was still suffering from the pain at that time; Lin Yi who died in a plane crash in order to attract investment for him, the former business elite, was now lying quietly on the bed, lifeless; and Uncle Fu who blocked the bomb for him, the amiable old man, also closed his eyes at this moment, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

Lin Fujin: "..." His mind went blank, his heart filled with shock and confusion. He really couldn't understand how Lin Ruan had managed to hide it from him, the one who had cremated them, and rescued them, and even kept it a secret for so many years?

"Ruanruan, I think you seem to treat Lin Fujin differently." The voice of System 17 sounded in Lin Ruan's mind.

Those four people, even Lin Fujin, were rescued by Lin Ruan through the system.

It felt that Lin Ruan was too good to Lin Fujin, so good that it was a little jealous.

"Really? I don't know. I just do what I want to do."

"Hmm." The system responded.

"Seventeen, let those four people wake up one after another in the next six months." Lin Ruan ordered softly.

"Will we never see each other again?" asked the system.

"Yes, it's gone." Lin Ruan answered firmly.

"Okay, I understand." said the system.

The system was no longer jealous. It had accompanied Lin Ruan through so many worlds, experienced countless storms, and gone around in circles, but in the end, it was still the only one by her side.

It knows that no matter what happens in the future, it will always be with Lin Ruan and never leave her.

Who made her heavy soul and its complicated code, when dug deep, it turned out to be a barren desert.

They are meant to be together.