Lin Ran left with his team of bodyguards.
The location of Dongtian Manor was never a secret—many people knew about it.
They just recently discovered that it was Lin Ran who lived there.
These past few days, many people had been livestreaming outside the manor. Though they couldn’t enter, Lin Ran’s popularity had skyrocketed.
The trending searches were practically dominated by topics related to him.
So sharp individuals quickly capitalized on this wave of attention.
In a way, Lin Ran alone had single-handedly revived countless struggling strears.
But the good tis didn’t last long. Soon, these people were forced to stay at least 500 ters away from the manor.
From the highway onward, every inch of land belonged to Dongtian Manor’s private domain.
[Private Property, No Trespassing. Beware of Wild Animals.]—this was the glaring warning sign posted by the manor.
In the end, the strears could only broadcast distant views of the estate and hope for a chance encounter with Lin Ran.
Of course, there was one exception—Shen Jingbing from Nuanyao Group.
He was the biggest winner in this wave of clout, leaving countless other strears green with envy, regretting that they hadn’t signed with Nuanyao dia.
Shen Jingbing had only started streaming a few days ago. Wu Zhishang had already discussed the idea with him before.
Shen Jingbing thought having a "main gig" wasn’t bad, so he beca a strear.
For the past couple of days, he had been lingering near the manor, occasionally even greeting the bodyguards at the gate, much to the envy of the other strears stuck on the periphery.
The manor staff never shooed him away because they all knew this seemingly eccentric guy was one of Young Master Lin’s people.
Shen Jingbing was in high spirits. His assistant held an umbrella for him as he cracked sunflower seeds while livestreaming the snow-covered scenery outside the manor. Against the backdrop of pure white snow, Dongtian Manor looked breathtakingly beautiful in its silver attire.
He never imagined he’d beco an internet celebrity one day.
Then, he spotted a man wrapped in tattered clothes shuffling toward them.
Upon closer inspection—
"Holy shit, Lin Tianba."
Shen Jingbing imdiately signaled his assistant to point the cara at the "beggar."
"Hey everyone, look who’s here! Isn’t this the cuckold king, Lin Tianba? Sotis I wonder what kind of scumbag father could hurt his own son like this. Today, we finally get to see the real deal."
Seeing the barrage of comnts flooding the livestream, Shen Jingbing shalessly started begging for gifts.
"Co on, folks, shower with gifts! For every gift, I’ll throw a rock at him. A rocket ans I’ll personally hurl one—even if I get arrested, I don’t care. And if soone sends a Carnival gift, I’ll shove this automatic umbrella right into his mouth!"
Instantly, gifts poured in.
Everyone just wanted to see Lin Tianba get what he deserved.
[Did Porsche apologize already?]: "I’m sick of watching snow. Strear, go hard on him! Just looking at this guy pisses off—he’s the one who played us all."
[Did 56-jie apologize too? What did she do wrong?]: "Take it easy. You’re the only strear allowed near the manor gates. I don’t wanna see you disappear."
[Rain-jie’s alt accounts]: "Rember, beating people is illegal—but beating trash isn’t."
Shen Jingbing wasted no ti. He got ready and explained to his viewers:
"Don’t worry, I’ve got a license. I’m untouchable."
With that, he actually had his assistant pull out a certificate from his bag.
The bold letters on it read:
[Acute Transient ntal Disorder Patient Certificate]
Issued by: [Institute for Abnormal Human Research]
[Driving has no directions, authors have no morals.]: "Holy hell, no wonder this guy acts insane—he’s actually certified crazy! His ntal state is… sothing else."
[Is Version T0 even human?]: "Nuanyao dia must be desperate if they’re hiring strears like this. Aren’t his coworkers scared?"
Shen Jingbing ignored the comnts and walked up to Lin Tianba.
Lin Tianba was still yelling at the security guards.
"I am Lin Tianba! The peerless Lin Tianba! Lin Ran’s biological father! How dare you keep out?"
The guard scoffed. "Private property. No trespassing—humans or dogs."
Lin Tianba suppressed his rage. "Fine, if you won’t let in, then tell that ungrateful brat Lin Ran to co out here! His father demands to see him!"
The guard looked at him with disdain. By now, the whole country knew what kind of man Lin Tianba was.
"Who the hell do you think you are, insulting our Young Master Lin? Keep it up, and I’ll make sure you never speak again."
Of course, the guard was bluffing. Without explicit orders, he wouldn’t actually harm Lin Ran’s father—unless Lin Tianba tried to force his way in. That was exactly what the guard was hoping for.
"Our Young Master won’t see you. If you’ve got the guts, try breaking in."
"I—" Before Lin Tianba could continue, a shadow lood over him. He looked up.
This face… he recognized it.
"You?"
"." Shen Jingbing grinned like a madman.
The first ti Lin Tianba t Shen Jingbing was at a thank-you banquet hosted by Suran Group’s "Linyuan Scenic" project.
Back then, Lin Tianba was still riding high, while Shen Jingbing was just a nobody.
But to Lin Tianba’s shock, this nobody single-handedly ruined his sales event.
Shen Jingbing exposed the garbage dump being built nearby in front of all the property buyers, causing a mass exodus of refunds.
From that mont on, Lin Tianba’s fate took a nosedive.
Now, standing before the man who contributed to his downfall, Lin Tianba finally understood—Shen Jingbing had always been Lin Ran’s man.
That incident was orchestrated by Lin Ran to sabotage him.
What a damn traitor of a son.
Now, face-to-face with his enemy, Lin Tianba’s blood boiled.
"What do you want? I’m Lin Ran’s father!"
Shen Jingbing’s smile widened, his breath forming mist in the cold air between them.
"I know. That’s why I’m here to teach you a lesson on behalf of my boss."
"What are you—mmph!"
Before Lin Tianba could finish, Shen Jingbing shoved his automatic umbrella straight into the man’s mouth.
"I’m just fulfilling my Carnival promise. With a mouth that foul, it’s better plugged."
With the umbrella stuffed in his mouth, Lin Tianba took a hard slap across the face from Shen Jingbing, leaving the nearby guard stunned.
Was this little strear under Young Master Lin’s employ really this ruthless?
The boss hadn’t even given the order yet—why was he already going all out?
The livestream audience was loving it, cheering in the comnts.
[Housewife Inspector]: "Yes! Just like that! Keep slapping! Finally, so satisfaction!"
[Gambler Musk]: "Strear, you treat us like family. I’m gonna go steal my mom’s jewelry right now and sell it to send you a Carnival!"
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