Chapter 1739 - 1740: The Happiest

Quite frankly, among all of Lin Xian's women, she's the most courageous and carefree one.

She doesn't care about gossip or the sarcasm from relatives or strangers.

A person like her is actually the happiest and most joyful.

Madam Zhuang suddenly asked, "Qingqing also lives here?"

"Yeah!"

Nie Qingqing's eyes flashed with a hint of panic, but she forced herself to stay calm.

She then pulled Qingqing over to stay with me.

Zhuang Xing stifled a laugh and explained, "Lin doesn't come home often, I get too lonely by myself."

"Qingqing, thank you for taking care of Xiao Xing. With you around, I feel much more at ease!" Madam Zhuang said sincerely.

She didn't think much of it; after all, the two of them had been close since their freshman year.

The three of them chatted idly, and half an hour passed by without them noticing.

"Beep beep beep"

As the massage ended, the massage chair emitted a series of synthesized electronic sounds.

After a complete fatigue mode massage, much of the weariness had faded from Madam Zhuang's face.

Standing up and rubbing her back, Madam Zhuang marveled, "Wow, this thing is really useful."

Zhuang chuckled, "Of course, you get what you pay for, after all, it costs several tens of thousands."

"So expensive?"

Madam Zhuang was momentarily stunned, sticking out her tongue.

Zhuang Tong hooked onto her arm and chuckled, "It's alright! I'll get one for you guys too.

Then you and my dad can both use it."

Madam Zhuang quickly waved her hand, "No, no, it's too expensive!"

Seeing this, Zhuang Xing pursed her lips and stopped talking.

She knew her mom's personality very well, and no amount of persuasion would get Madam Zhuang to agree.

It would be better to just buy it for them later, so once the massage chair is delivered to their home, they won't have

any choice.

The three of them walked out of the study and saw that only Zhuang Fuqiang was quietly smoking in the living room, so Madam Zhuang couldn't help

asking curiously, "Where's Lin?"

Zhuang Fuqiang replied, "To avoid awkwardness, went back to the bedroom to read."

Upon hearing this, Madam Zhuang's impression of Lin Xian grew even better.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Seems like the food delivery has arrived!"

Zhuang said, quickly walking to the door.

Opening the door, she saw a middle-aged man in a suit standing there.

After taking a closer look, Zhuang Tong found him very familiar, "Hey, you are... that

service before, let me introduce myself again, I'm Mr. Lin's private butler, Allen!"

The middle-aged man was indeed Allen, and he smiled, "You must be Miss Zhuang Tong, I've served you before.

"Yes, Allen."

Zhuang immediately remembered, when she first met Lin Xian at the Shangri-La hotel,

Allen had served them.

Allen kept his smile unchanged and said, "Miss Zhuang, the meal Mr. Lin ordered has been delivered,

should we set it up now?"

"Sure, go ahead!" Zhuang Tong nodded.

Upon hearing this, Allen snapped his fingers at the people behind him.

Zhuang Xing then realized that there were two waiters following behind him.

The two waiters pushed a cart into the living room and immediately laid a tablecloth over

the dining table.

Soon, the table was set up, with neatly arranged dishes and a few decorative bottles, making

the originally ordinary dining table look very elegant.

Shortly after, plates of delicious-smelling food were set on the table.

Zhuang Fuqiang and Madam Zhuang sat on the couch, dumbfounded and visibly shocked.

The earlier conversation between the two was also clearly heard.

A private butler?

Is this like a TV drama?

Just then, Lin Xian heard the noise and came out of the bedroom.

Upon seeing him, Allen immediately showed respect and said, "Mr. Lin, the meal you ordered has been completely set

up, here's your bill!"

As he spoke, he handed over a bill.

Accepting the bill, Lin Xian glanced at the dining table with satisfaction and nodded.

He took out his wallet and pulled out a stack of cash, shoving it directly into Allen's pocket with a smile, "Thanks for going out of your way this time!"

"No problem, as your private butler, it's my honor to serve you, Mr. Lin."

Allen was inwardly delighted, as he sensed the stack of cash was at least a couple of thousand bucks.

That's why when he received Lin Xian's call, even though it was beyond his typical duties, he agreed without a word.

It was simply because Lin Xian was very generous.

And he didn't let Lin Xian down; he did an excellent job quickly.

It's known that Jiangnan Stove Restaurant has a lot of customers at this time, plus Shangri-La Hotel is quite a distance from the Purple Gold Mountain District.

Being able to deliver the meal in just over half an hour speaks volumes about his capabilities.

A tip of one or two thousand was nothing for Lin Xian.

He cared whether the service was worth it and if it made him feel satisfied.

Clearly, Allen's performance was entirely worth that tip.

Showing his discretion, Allen bowed slightly and said, "Mr. Lin, I won't disturb your meal anymore,

Should you need anything, feel free to instruct me at any time!"

After Allen and the others left, Lin Xian smiled and said, "Uncle and Auntie, please have dinner."

"Alright!"

Madam Zhuang smiled and nodded.

As they approached the dining table, she couldn't help but glance at the bill on the table.

But upon seeing it, she was slightly taken aback.

27,200

Counting the tip just given, it was equivalent to Zhuang Fuqiang's entire annual salary.

Coming to her senses, Madam Zhuang felt a complex array of emotions and said, "Lin... You didn't have to go to such expense; Zhuang and I are not particular about it, we can just make do."

"It's no problem, this restaurant's food is pretty good."

Lin Xian said as he turned to Zhuang Tong, asking, "Does Uncle drink?"

Zhuang Xing nodded, "Yeah, my dad drinks."

Lin Xian instructed, "There's a box of Feitian Maotai in the study, bring out a bottle."

"Okay!"

Zhuang Tong smiled softly and quickly went into the study.

This box of Feitian Maotai was bought by Lin Xian after a meal at Ling Yiyi's house; he liked it so much that he bought a box to keep at home.

The price was alright, a box of twelve bottles exceeded ninety thousand.

This wine has almost become a collectible, with new wine prices not being high, at a market price of just 1,000

per bottle.

However, aged wine is extremely valuable.

The older it is, the higher the price.

The box Lin Xian bought was from 2000, priced at 7,588 per bottle.

As for Feitian Maotai from before 2000, a single bottle has been bid up to over thirty thousand.

It's not that Lin Xian couldn't afford pre-2000 bottles, but rather, no one was willing to sell.

Besides, the current market was riddled with fakes, with genuine and counterfeit goods mixed together.

He only managed to get this box through Mr. Ling's connections; otherwise, buying it himself, he would have likely gotten counterfeit.

Receiving the Feitian Maotai handed over by Zhuang Tong, Lin Xian unscrewed the cap and poured a glass for Zhuang Fuqiang,

saying, "This Feitian Maotai was bought through connections, Uncle, have a taste and see what you think?"

Upon hearing the name Feitian Maotai, Zhuang Fuqiang's hand holding the glass trembled slightly.

As someone who has been drinking for years, he was naturally aware of the renown of Feitian Maotai.

Before Zhuang Tong went to college and worked part-time, life was tough, and he could only afford 2 yuan loose wine.

At this moment, smelling the rich aroma of the Feitian Maotai, he couldn't help but swallow hard.

Seeing this, Madam Zhuang looked slightly embarrassed and said, "Lin, I apologize if it embarrassed you, your Uncle Zhuang doesn't have

many hobbies, just this one."

Lin Xian laughed, "If Uncle likes it, feel free to take the whole box back, I usually don't drink white liquor, leaving it here would just be a waste."

"No, no!"

Zhuang Fuqiang waved his hands repeatedly.

Lin Xian poured himself half a glass, explaining, "I have classes in the afternoon, so I won't drink much with you, Uncle."

Zhuang Fuqiang, with a slightly clumsy smile on his face, said, "No problem, feel free to do as you wish."

Seeing they hadn't started eating, Lin Xian urged, "Uncle and Auntie, please don't be shy."