My carefree life in space

Chapter 69 Returning to the Imperial Star

Imperial Star, Lin Family.

"Thud," another sound of something hitting the ground rang out.

Hearing the sounds coming from Lin Keke's room, Lin Zihao lowered his hand from the door he was about to knock on. Only after the noise inside had completely subsided did he reach out and knock on the door again.

"Coco, it's me." A deep voice came into the room. Lin Coco paused, looked at the mess on the floor, and pressed the door open button.

Lin Zihao entered the room without looking at the mess on the floor; he walked straight toward Lin Keke.

"Brother..." Lin Keke looked at the person walking towards her and called out, her voice full of grievance and resentment.

"Alright, I know everything." Lin Zihao pulled Lin Keke and sat down on the sofa in the bedroom.

To be honest, today's events were quite unexpected for him. He didn't expect that the "expert on exposing counterfeits" would actually be quite capable. It seems he can no longer act rashly.

"Brother, I'm not reconciled." She had intended to make things difficult for someone, but ended up making them famous instead. Nothing could be more frustrating for Lin Keke than this.

“Coco, we have to put this matter aside for now. We know nothing about that person's background. If we act rashly, we'll only end up losing more than we gain, just like today,” Lin Zihao patiently advised Lin Coco.

After what happened today, Lin Keke understood this point. Although she felt upset, she still nodded.

Seeing that she had figured it out, Lin Zihao continued to comfort her, "There was nothing wrong with what you said today, and it won't have a bad impact on you. Just be yourself from now on, and no one can say anything about you."

"I understand," Lin Keke said calmly, her complexion had returned to normal, as if she wasn't the one who had just thrown things in anger.

On the other side, Xiao Qin finally learned some news from an elderly maid in the Lin family, which was about An Sheng, the first wife of the current head of the Lin family.

Xiao Qin was shocked when she first heard the news. Because everyone only knew that Ning Ya was the wife of the Lin family patriarch, and very few people knew that she was actually a second wife.

In particular, his first wife had given birth to a child, but now very few people know that the child exists.

According to the maid, the first wife died a year after giving birth, reportedly from a serious illness.

Xiao Qin scoffed at this claim.

How could a perfectly healthy person die from an illness? The fact that almost no one knows about the existence of the first wife and the child she gave birth to tells us that there are untold secrets involved.

The maid didn't know what happened to the child afterward, but she said she had heard from others that the child had also passed away.

Knowing this, Xiao Qin fell into deep thought. The child born to the Lin family's first wife was the Lin family patriarch's first child. If he had any offspring, they would be around 20 years old.

Could it be?

Xiao Qin felt that she might have guessed the truth, but she couldn't confirm it yet, since too few people knew about the Lin family's situation and she couldn't get any definite information from them.

However, we can glean some clues from Lin Shushu's attitude towards the Lin family.

If Lin Shushu is indeed the descendant of that first wife, then she will definitely return to the Imperial Star, and then there will be a good show to watch.

If the two sides were to fight, regardless of who wins or loses, it would be good news for Xiao Qin.

Having figured these things out, Xiao Qin shook off her previous gloom and her mood immediately brightened.

After leaving M19, Mo Ze finally set foot on the land of the Imperial Star again. Before, when he returned from the battlefield, it was to go home to recuperate, to return to a warm harbor, because his closest people were there.

But now that he's back, Mo Ze feels a sudden sense of loss, having left his closest people behind.

He had just arrived and, without even having a chance to rest, went straight to the palace.

When he stepped through the magnificent and solemn palace gates, he was led by the attendants who had been waiting there to the front of the main hall where the emperor was.

The palace doors were wide open, and Mo Ze walked in. Jin Hongyu, who was sitting at his desk, immediately noticed him.

Jin Hongyu looked behind him and, finding no one else, asked with some confusion, "Didn't I tell you to bring your fiancée along? Where is she?"

Mo Ze first greeted Jin Hongyu, and then replied, "Shushu won't be coming back with me this time. I'll bring her to see her uncle next time."

"Could it be that you're the one preventing her from coming? Are you afraid I'll eat her? Am I that scary?"

Having rarely seen his nephew, Jin Hongyu suddenly felt like teasing him.

"Uncle, you're joking. Shushu couldn't come because of other things. She specifically asked me to give her regards to you." Mo Ze didn't want Lin Shushu to leave a bad impression on his elders, so he quickly explained.

"Don't be so serious, I was just saying it casually." Jin Hongyu stopped joking and started talking about serious matters.

"Where did those pills and spiritual fruits come from? Can't you tell me?"

"It's not that I can't say, it's just that it wouldn't make a difference. After all, pills and spiritual fruits can't be mass-produced," Mo Ze lied without batting an eye.

He would never tell the truth. If he did, he would have to deal with an endless stream of people coming to his door all the time, and he would never have a peaceful day.

Furthermore, things that are too easily obtained tend to make people overlook their value and even feel that they should be given to them as a matter of course.

There were many spiritual fruits in Shushu's space, and her alchemy skills were improving day by day, producing more and more pills, but they all belonged to Shushu. Shushu could give them to whomever she wanted, and if she didn't want to, no one could force her to.

Jin Hongyu was unaware of Mo Ze's inner thoughts. Hearing that mass production was impossible, a hint of disappointment flashed across his face, but he quickly masked it. After all, it was normal for something so miraculous to not be mass-produced.

As the two were talking, a servant came in from outside to announce that Director Ellison of the Imperial Research Institute had arrived.

"That old bastard, he's got some inside information," Jin Hongyu muttered, then said to Mo Ze with amusement, "Your trouble is coming."

Moze knew that it was because of Dean Ellison that his uncle had called him back.

Although he was somewhat displeased with the culprit who had temporarily separated him from Shushu, he wasn't truly angry, after all, this person was still worthy of respect.

Soon, an elderly man, though somewhat aged, walked in. He glanced at the person sitting opposite Jin Hongyu before bowing to Jin Hongyu.

"Greetings, Your Majesty. I apologize for disturbing you so abruptly."

"Alright, I know you have ulterior motives. Ask whatever you want, or you won't be able to see my nephew again," Jin Hongyu said irritably.

Ellison smiled calmly and turned to look at Moze.