Finest Servant

Chapter 9

Chapter 9 "The Three No's Products" (Part 2)

Uncle Wei suddenly said, "Wanrong, what do you think about the thing I mentioned to you a few days ago?"

"Are you talking about the thing where you wanted me to pretend to be someone else's son?" Lin Wanrong was taken aback for a moment, but soon understood and asked.

A few days ago, Uncle Wei had mentioned this to Lin Wanrong. The gist was that he wanted Lin Wanrong to pretend to be the son of a wealthy family. Lin Wanrong had firmly refused, and he didn't know what Uncle Wei meant by bringing it up again today.

Uncle Wei apparently thought Lin Wanrong was hesitating and hastily said, "Wanrong, this family is not an ordinary wealthy family. Their power is beyond your imagination. If you really go that far, you will understand what I mean."

"Beyond my imagination? Is he the emperor or something?" Lin Wanrong coldly laughed.

Uncle Wei "swept" Lin Wanrong with his empty eye sockets and said nothing, but his expression was unclear to Lin Wanrong.

"Pretending to be someone else's son, do you think people wouldn't be able to tell? Don't treat others like idiots." Lin Wanrong advised Uncle Wei, hoping he would give up on this idea.

"You're right, no one is an idiot. I can tell you that this old master will never have a son. He knows it himself, but he must find a son." Uncle Wei said.

"Oh?" This was somewhat interesting. Knowing that the child was not his own, but still pretending to recognize him as his flesh and blood, that was indeed intriguing.

Lin Wanrong couldn't help but gossip, "Why? Are there really people who like to be someone else's cheap dad?"

Uncle Wei looked at Lin Wanrong meaningfully and said, "In the vast world, how many things can be achieved according to one's own wishes? Even members of the royal family have their own unspoken difficulties, let alone ordinary people."

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"Then why did he choose me?" Lin Wanrong smiled and discovered that he had the potential to work for a gossip magazine.

"Because you are bold, meticulous, have unique insights, thick-skinned, and," Uncle Wei gave Lin Wanrong a mysterious smile, "because you are shameless enough!"

Damn, I take back the question I just asked. This old Wei is totally setting me up. Lin Wanrong was annoyed, but could only shake his head and smile bitterly. The heavens played with him like this, being shameless was not his fault.

Not wanting to gossip anymore, Lin Wanrong spoke firmly, "Filial piety is the foundation of all virtues. Our bodies, hair and skin, are all gifts from our parents. This blood relationship is innate and cannot be changed by anything. If Lin Wanrong were to recognize someone else as his parents, where would that leave my biological parents who raised and cared for me? Such behavior is no different from that of a beast."

Uncle Wei pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "I can tell, you also have a proud spirit. Well, let's not talk about this for now. Wanrong, I will be leaving tomorrow. It's been good to meet you today, and who knows when we will meet again."

"What?" Lin Wanrong was shocked. Uncle Wei was the first person he had met in this world, and he could even be considered Lin Wanrong's only relative in this world. How could he just leave like that?

"If you leave, who will I eat and drink with?" Lin Wanrong thought to himself.

Uncle Wei smiled and said, "I'm almost eighty years old this year and I've been in Jinling City for ten years. It's time to go somewhere else."

Almost eighty years old? How come he doesn't look it at all? This old man really knows how to take care of himself.

"Uncle Wei, where are you going?" Lin Wanrong had spent so much time with this old man that he really felt a little reluctant to see him go. Although he had been demanding that Lin Wanrong cook and clean for him all month long under the guise of being a disabled person, it couldn't be denied that there was still some affection between them. Imagine, in this vast world, only one person you know, this kind of scene is so tragic.

Uncle Wei did not answer Lin Wanrong's question, but just smiled and said, "Maybe I have to go back to my hometown first. After all, I'm old and the leaves must return to their roots."

He gave Lin Wanrong a meaningful glance and said, "Wanrong, the world is changing like white clouds and grey dogs. Maybe when we meet again, you might have the urge to kill me." Although Uncle Wei was smiling, there was a hint of melancholy in his expression that was hard to conceal.

Lin Wanrong naturally thought that this old man was just being strange and didn't bother to pay attention to his words.

"Uncle Wei, where is your hometown? Do you have any family there? Are your children and grandchildren all in your hometown?" During the month that they had spent together, Uncle Wei rarely talked about his family with Lin Wanrong. Apart from knowing that he was a senior housekeeper for the wealthy Xiao family in Jinling, Lin Wanrong knew nothing about him.

"Children and grandchildren?" Uncle Wei gave a bitter smile and looked at Lin Wanrong. "Wanrong, maybe you will come to understand my situation later. Let's not talk about this for now. Since we have met, I'll give you a little gift."

He furtively pulled out an ancient, thin, colored sketchbook from his pocket and handed it to Lin Wanrong. Lin Wanrong casually flipped through a few pages and saw intricate depictions of various sexual positions: dragons wrestling, tigers leaping, leopards pouncing, cicadas hiding, and many other poses, totaling over a hundred. The characters were realistic, the actions clear, and the expressions of pleasure on the faces of both men and women were vividly captured on paper.

Lin Wanrong's eyes lit up. This was much better than anything he had seen before, such as playboys, men's clubs, or even animal erotica. He had watched countless Japanese AV and Western films and had practiced with numerous girlfriends in the past. He believed he had already mastered the aesthetics of sex from ancient to modern times. But now, upon seeing this sketchbook, he realized he was only a frog at the bottom of a well. Our ancestors had already explored the boundless sea of debauchery, and compared to the diligent predecessors who had studied these subjects, Lin Wanrong felt a bit ashamed of his lack of knowledge.

Wei, the old man, grinned at Lin Wanrong and said, "So, have you figured out what it is?"

Lin Wanrong flipped through a few more pages, carefully feeling the aura of each sketch and reflecting on his own shortcomings in previous experiences. He laughed and said, "Hehe, Uncle Wei, do you have any other good stuff? Show me what you've got. By the way, do you have the illustrated versions of 'Jin Ping Mei', 'The Plum in the Golden Vase', or 'The Carnal Prayer Mat'?"

"What are 'Jin Ping Mei', 'The Plum in the Golden Vase', or 'The Carnal Prayer Mat'?" Uncle Wei looked at Lin Wanrong in confusion.

Only then did Lin Wanrong realize that such great books did not exist in this world. He couldn't help but feel a little sorry for Uncle Wei, but he just chuckled a few times and didn't answer. Although Uncle Wei did not understand what those books were, he could guess from Lin Wanrong's lecherous expression.

He 'glanced' at Lin Wanrong, gave a dry laugh, and a strange and complex emotion appeared on his face. After a while, he said, 'Sigh, being a man is really great!'"

"What? Did this 80-year-old man just make a pass at me?" Lin Wanrong couldn't help but shudder.

The thought made Lin Wanrong break out in a cold sweat. Although people in his time were very open-minded, if he really had to share a room with an old man like Uncle Wei for a month, how could he face others in the future?

Uncle Wei let out another sigh and said slowly, "Don't let those seductive techniques blind you. Take a closer look at the red lines on their bodies."

With Uncle Wei's reminder, Lin Wanrong noticed that the little people on the colorful pages all had thin red lines that looked like blood vessels on their bodies. Could this be the legendary map of meridians?

"I discovered this when I was yet blind many years ago. I sneaked into the palace library and found it in a remote corner. Its origins are unknown due to its age, and no one has verified its effectiveness. But I thought this booklet was still interesting, so I've kept it until now," Uncle Wei said simply.

Damn, it's a useless product. No wonder he's so willing to sell it to me. Lin Wanrong smirked and was about to ask why the old man didn't try it himself.

Uncle Wei seemed to see through his thoughts and hesitated before saying, "Due to personal health reasons, I can't practice it myself, but I believe no one is more suitable for this technique than you."

Is he praising me or insulting me? Lin Wanrong wondered.