Study System: I'm a 38-Year-Old Student Chapter 320 - 214: Surprised or Thrilled? (Happy Dragon Boat

"Regular supply?"

Shen Qiushan’s mouth fell open in shock, and the teacup he had just picked up was set back on the table.

He scrutinized his father-in-law from head to toe. Thanks to frequent use of the Little Blue Bottle, the man’s overall energy was indeed much better than before.

He was starting to look younger by the day, almost like he was "growing younger as he aged."

But what the hell does regular supply an?

Could it be that his body got better and now there’s soone outside?

Leaders of Lin Moxuan’s rank, once their minds get corrupted, make money easily; many of those disgraced "big tigers" kept countless mistresses outside.

But from what Shen Qiushan knew about Lin Moxuan, the man wasn’t that type at all!

This father-in-law of his was practically a rare example of staying pure in a muddy world. To say he was flawless was an exaggeration, but compared to officials of his rank, he was basically "Lin Qingtian"—clean as a whistle.

So, Shen Qiushan figured the odds of Lin Moxuan having soone outside weren’t high.

But you could never completely rule out the possibility.

After all, people change as they age. Even brilliant emperors and statesn in their youth beca muddleheaded when old.

"Ahem!"

Shen Qiushan coughed twice and lowered his voice: "Dad, even though your health is better now, you still need so restraint!"

"Besides, well, we’ve been upright our whole lives, can’t let our reputation go down the drain in our old age!"

"If so kind of sex scandal cos out..."

"Wait, stop right there!!"

"What are you even babbling about!"

Lin Moxuan waved his hand with a dark face: "Where are you going with that, you brat? I’m not using the stuff myself!"

"Huh?"

"Then you’re...?"

Shen Qiushan looked suspiciously at him.

"It’s a gift for a higher-up."

"I gave the big boss a bottle before, and his secretary passed on that he was very pleased with the effect..."

Lin Moxuan stated his intentions honestly.

"Oh, I see!"

Shen Qiushan picked up his teacup again and took a sip: "Dad, you should’ve just said so. I thought you were gonna do sothing wrong!"

"Scared the hell out of ..."

"So, how about it?"

"Can you supply it every month?"

Lin Moxuan pressed on.

"In theory, yes, but the quantity will be limited. At most, just a few bottles,"

Shen Qiushan hadn’t been grinding Scholar Index lately or drawing for prizes, so his stockpile was running low.

And in the future, even if he did more prize draws, even the consolation prize might not be that thing, so he couldn’t guarantee a large supply. But a few bottles per month shouldn’t be a problem.

"Three or five bottles, at least?"

Lin Moxuan asked again.

"That shouldn’t be an issue, but I really can’t make promises—maybe one day it’ll just go out of stock. It’s hard to produce and pretty random..."

Shen Qiushan spread his hands, leaving himself so wiggle room.

Lin Moxuan nodded slightly. He did a quick calculation in his mind: worst case, just one bottle a month for the big boss, two at most.

This thing relied on being rare; that’s how "steady and lasting" works best.

Anyway, for an old fox like him, as long as he has chips on hand—and these are one-of-a-kind chips—he can pull off way more tricks than Shen Qiushan ever could.

After all, he’s been navigating the system all his life. No one knows these gas better than he does!

The two sched in the study for a while longer, and finally reached a "father-in-law/son-in-law agreent": Shen Qiushan would supply Lin Moxuan five bottles a month!

But what annoyed Lin Moxuan was that Shen Qiushan didn’t ask for anything in return, just agreed without conditions.

But Lin Moxuan knew better than anyone: the best things always co "for free"... and that’s the price you really pay for!

He wasn’t afraid of Shen Qiushan asking for terms—he was afraid Shen didn’t. That was what made him uncomfortable.

Like there’s a Damocles’ sword hanging over your head!

You never know when it’s going to drop.

For instance, once he’s been dealing with the boss for months, if Shen Qiushan suddenly brings up a request,

no matter what it is, or how difficult, it’d be hard to refuse!

But as of now, Shen Qiushan wasn’t asking for anything, so there was nothing Lin Moxuan could do but owe him this favor.

The father- and son-in-law "conspiracy" finally ended at ten at night.

Plus, with all the drinks earlier, Shen Qiushan naturally just stayed overnight at the Lin Family ho.

As usual, Shen Yanran and her younger aunt, Lin Jiayu, shared a room.

Shen Qiushan was assigned to the guest room where his son Shen Yixiao stayed before.

The room wasn’t big, but it was clean and tidy, with its own air conditioner, cool in sumr, warm in winter.

But once he lay in bed and rembered Lin Xiamo was in the room right across the hall, he got restless again.

Based on what he knew about Lin Xiamo, she would definitely be on guard at ho; if he sent a WeChat ssage like he did at his own place, she’d probably just lock the door right away.

So tonight, Shen Qiushan’s strategy was not to "alert the enemy," but go for a "surprise attack."

With that decided, he stepped out of his room, pretended to fetch a bottle of water, and loitered in the living room, listening for sounds from the other rooms.

The master bedroom at the far end was quiet; Lin Moxuan and Chen Qingzhu always went to bed early, so they were likely sleeping already.

The crack of light under Lin Jiayu’s door ant she and their daughter weren’t sleeping yet, but that wasn’t a problem—nine tis out of ten, they were gaming or watching videos, not about to barge into Lin Xiamo’s room out of the blue.

So, Shen Qiushan tiptoed to Lin Xiamo’s door and gripped the handle, giving it a twist.

The door, as expected, wasn’t locked.

Which was just what Shen Qiushan anticipated. Who locks their bedroom door at ho like they’re guarding against thieves?

He slipped into the room, and with a "click," locked the door behind him.

He turned around, leaning with his arms crossed against the door, a smug "mission accomplished" grin on his face.

Shen Qiushan felt like a genius—he’d correctly predicted Lin Xiamo wouldn’t lock the door, and managed a perfect infiltration of her room...

Isn’t this thrilling? Isn’t this exciting??

Shen Qiushan could practically picture Lin Xiamo’s reaction. She’d be startled at first, then blush, and finally, after a bit of push and pull, have a lovely "war of words" with him!

Except, when he saw the scene inside the room, he was instantly dumbstruck, the smile freezing on his face!

Because Lin Xiamo wasn’t alone—his mother-in-law, Chen Qingzhu, was there too!

At that mont, mother and daughter were both staring at him in shock...

Six eyes t!

Shen Qiushan was completely numb.

Surprise!

This was one hell of a surprise!

Excitent!!

You can’t get anything more thrilling than this!!

"Mom, if I said I walked into the wrong room, would you believe ?"

After a long silence, Shen Qiushan braced himself and spoke up.

Chen Qingzhu rolled her eyes and retorted coldly: "What do you think?"

"Uh, actually, I was sleepwalking..."

Shen Qiushan reached for the door, muttering under his breath: "To find the dragon vein, follow the ridges, one fold is one barrier, the gate has eight layers of peril, blocked by the shape of yin-yang and eight trigrams..."

"Retreat!"