deltrittennovels Chapter 360 This family is full of prodigies
Chapter 360 This family is full of prodigies
Su Qingge's reputation in the music scene is so great that it can intimidate any self-proclaimed classical orthodox piano master.
But at this moment, in this living room filled with the salty and humid tropical sea breeze, her long sigh, full of coquettishness, seemed more like that of a little woman who was so happy that she was at a loss for what to do.
Warm sunlight streamed unhindered into the living room through the huge nano-bulletproof floor-to-ceiling windows.
Golden, diamond-like particles undulated slightly in mid-air.
This gives the massive building at the end of the Pacific Ocean an extremely soft and ethereal color.
Lin Zhou leaned back on the soft couch, watching the scene before him, and couldn't help but smile with a cynical yet utterly satisfied expression.
A billionaire father who controls the world's destiny and is richer than a country, yet he is willing to work as a cook on an island.
A diva whose voice can cross oceans and whose album releases can spark a global frenzy.
A school bully's daughter who can beat older boys to a pulp and leads a group of underlings to conquer new territories.
There is also a genius son who is only thirty-six months old and can play Mozart blindly without even reaching the pedals.
The family of four was huddled together on a thick New Zealand blanket.
There were several bright red wax apples that had just been picked from the tree.
It has a bizarre quality that defies common sense no matter how you look at it.
Old Chen stood silently to the side, holding a plate of exquisite pastries.
His gaze slowly moved from Lin Zhou's sharply defined face to Nuonuo, who was playing with her younger brother's cheeks, and finally landed on Xiao An'an, who was holding her milk bottle and humming.
The old steward, who had served the Lin family faithfully for two generations, now had a look of almost pious emotion on his weathered face.
He secretly wiped his slightly reddened eyes, and the huge stone that had been hanging over his heart for many years finally felt completely lifted.
"This is the kind of integrity a family should have."
Old Chen murmured in a slightly hoarse voice that only he could hear.
"Isn't this the Lin family that the old man dreamed of back then, standing proudly at the top of the world, yet also full of warmth and affection?"
Those calculations that once fought tooth and nail for billions in profits in the business world have, at this moment, under the sunshine filled with the aroma of cheese and spicy snacks, been purified into insignificant seasonings.
Lin Zhou tilted his head back.
His gaze passed over the three playful creatures in the living room and looked towards the boundless sea in the distance.
In that instant, an unprecedented peace suddenly welled up within him.
That is the ultimate relief of a down-and-out son who was exiled by his own family, who gradually tore and killed his way through the bloody jungle of capitalism, and finally held all the rules of the entire planet in his palm.
All the enemies have turned to dust, and all the territories have been marked with the Lin family's totem.
Wealth is just a number of zeros that are too long to count.
Power was nothing more than a matter of whether he would put down his pen or not.
What followed was an almost invincible loneliness.
On this planet.
He can no longer find any opponent who can compete with him in the business world.
He rewrote the rules of Hollywood, controlled the air routes in Europe, and even those arrogant Western politicians had to learn to write a 100,000-word application report in Chinese before they could even meet with him.
The height is not cold.
In the past, this overwhelming sense of emptiness might have annoyed him, making him feel that living in this world was nothing more than a boring numbers game.
But now.
Lin Zhou turned his head and watched as Nuonuo carefully placed a piece of wax apple peel on Xiao An'an's forehead, pretending that her little brother was a little devil with tentacles from a movie.
Little An'an wasn't angry at all; she giggled and went to grab her sister's ponytail.
Su Qingge stood to the side, wiping her son's mouth with a hint of reproach, while watching the two little ones who never seemed to grow up with a helpless smile.
Life is just too perfect.
All the shortcomings found their perfect balance on this small island.
This perfect warmth shattered the invincible loneliness in Lin Zhou's heart.
He was no longer the cold-blooded financial tyrant; he was merely a safe haven for these three monsters.
"Old Chen, go and feed those laying hens again."
Lin Zhou suddenly sat up straight and gave the order in a somewhat lazy tone.
"Tonight I'm going to make steamed eggs for these two little devils. Remember, it has to be made with the freshest grains they've been fed."
Old Chen chuckled and nodded repeatedly, bowing deeply.
"Alright, young master, this old servant will personally go to the chicken coop and keep watch. I guarantee those old hens won't be able to sleep until they produce the best eggs today."
"Lin Zhou, stop calling them monsters all the time, it sounds really unpleasant."
Su Qingge walked over with amusement and sat down next to Lin Zhou.
She tucked her black hair behind her ears, her exquisitely fair complexion almost translucent in the sunlight.
"I think they're quite normal, especially An An. The reason he can play Mozart today is purely because I spent every day in the music room when I was pregnant with him."
"You're just being stubborn."
Lin Zhou pulled his wife into his arms without any regard for reason and casually patted her shapely buttocks.
"One was a school bully at ten, the other could play a world-famous piece blindfolded at three—is that considered normal?"
"If we had two more of these kids, the UN Secretary-General would probably have to resign overnight and come work as a security guard on our island."
Nuonuo, who was holding Xiao An'an, heard this from the side, turned around, and made a mischievous face at Lin Zhou.
"Dad, can I ask Uncle Jason to take me to hunt sharks in the sea?"
The little girl blinked her big eyes, her tone innocent and naive, but the content was quite terrifying.
"What are you doing, fighting sharks? Go to school properly tomorrow."
Lin Zhou pointed to the school uniform on the table, somewhat amused and exasperated.
"If I get another call from Teacher Zhang complaining, I'll confiscate all the spicy snacks from your underlings and make them stand in the playground as punishment."
Upon hearing "spicy strips," Nuonuo's little eyebrows immediately furrowed.
She gave a disdainful snort.
"Dad is so stingy, even stingier than the foreign uncle."
"Your foreign uncle is busy being henpecked in Beijing right now, so he doesn't have time to bring you snacks."
Lin Zhou made a joke, his eyes full of relaxed pleasure.
Free from worldly distractions, every little moment on Anno Island is Lin Zhou's most prized trophy in this life.
The sunlight is slowly moving towards the sea.
The tide on the beach created layers of white foam, making a pure gold children's slide, a gift from the Middle East, gleam.
The Lin family manor, which outside represents the ultimate mystery and terror, at this moment, amidst laughter, resembles a pristine paradise.
Even if the external financial storm crashes the stock market across the ocean, it won't be able to cross the first line of defense of this island.
Lin Zhou held his wife tightly, looked at his children, and only one simple thought remained in his mind:
This life is worth it.
"Dad, my little brother just used your financial report as a drawing paper and drew a big fat chicken on it."
Nuonuo suddenly pointed at the top-secret documents on the coffee table and shouted as if she had discovered a new continent.
Lin Zhou looked down and, sure enough, the cover of the contract involving mining rights worth billions was covered with a large, crooked circle poked out by Xiao An'an with a black crayon.
Little An'an innocently bit her pacifier and blinked her big, innocent eyes at Lin Zhou.
"Ah...right!"
The little guy spat out a saliva bubble.
"Lin Zhou, shouldn't you throw this little devil into the sea right now?"
Su Qingge sat to the side, laughing so hard her body trembled, her peach blossom eyes filled with teasing glints.