LGHTNOVELBOOK Chapter 19
Chapter 19:
“U-Undercover?”
Wen Qiang stared at Lin Chuan in shock, his mind unable to process what he had just heard.
Lin Chuan stood up and placed a hand on his shoulder. “That’s right. Information about Lin Hai is extremely important to me.”
“That’s why I need someone I can trust to get close to him and report his every move to me.”
Wen Qiang hesitated. “But I…”
“I know this mission is difficult, but I have no one else to rely on.” Lin Chuan looked at him seriously. “If you can complete this mission for me, I will never forget your contribution. When I become the head of the Lin family, you will be my most trusted aide.”
“But… But I’ve never been an undercover agent before. I’m afraid I’ll ruin your plans, Young Master…”
“It’s fine. As long as you put in your best effort, even if you fail, I won’t blame you.”
“But…”
“What? Are you saying you don’t want to help me?”
Lin Chuan’s expression suddenly turned ice-cold, and a chilling aura emanated from him.
Wen Qiang couldn’t stop himself from shivering. He quickly nodded. “I… I’ll do it.”
Lin Chuan’s demeanor changed instantly, and he grinned. “That’s the spirit. As long as you help me get through this, I will make sure you are rewarded well.”
Wen Qiang forced a smile. “But I still have one concern.”
“Go ahead, ask whatever you need.” Lin Chuan patted his chest, showing full confidence.
“How do I gain Lin Hai’s trust? If I just show up, he’ll definitely be suspicious of me. I might not be able to get any valuable information.” Wen Qiang voiced his concern.
Lin Chuan was pleased with his thought process. “You’re more thoughtful than I expected. That’s good. Gaining his trust is actually quite simple.”
He picked up a fruit knife from the table and flashed a dangerous smile. “We just need… a little sacrifice.”
Wen Qiang’s eyes widened as he stared at the sharp blade. A shiver ran down his spine.
He suddenly regretted asking that question. Why did he have to be so curious?
Ten minutes later.
Wen Qiang limped out of the villa.
His pants were soaked in blood, and with every step he took, fresh red stains spread across the fabric.
He would now use “abuse from Lin Chuan” as a reason to win Lin Hai’s trust.
Standing at the door, Lin Chuan watched him leave with a cold smirk.
This Wen Qiang had actually been working for Lin Hai all along.
In the original novel, he had constantly leaked Lin Chuan’s movements to Lin Hai.
It could be said that Wen Qiang played a critical role in Lin Chuan’s ultimate failure as an heir.
Now, Lin Chuan was flipping the game.
By sending Wen Qiang to Lin Hai, he was not only making Lin Hai drop his guard but also setting up a much bigger trap.
You think this is a mere trick to earn sympathy? No—this is a multi-layered scheme.
You think I’m just one step ahead?
No—I’m miles ahead.
Just as he was flashing his signature devilish grin, he noticed Ning Wenrou standing nearby, staring at him with wide, frightened eyes.
“Come here,” Lin Chuan beckoned.
But instead of approaching, Ning Wenrou reacted like a rabbit spotting a wolf—she turned and ran.
This man is terrifying!
He beat up his own bodyguard so badly, and now he’s calling for me?
Is he planning to do the same to me?
Wuwuwu… No way!
Lin Chuan watched her flee and was left speechless.
Am I really that scary?
I’m obviously adorable, okay?
…
“C*NM! You think I’m beneath you? You dare look down on me?”
In a luxurious villa on the eastern outskirts, Lin Hai had a servant girl by the throat, his expression twisted with rage.
The young maid sobbed in fear. “Young Master, I never meant to look down on you!”
All she had done was notice that one of his jeans was tattered and suggested, “This pair is too worn out. You should probably throw them away.”
But somehow, that simple comment had triggered Lin Hai’s deepest insecurities, causing him to explode in fury.
“F*ck! Who do you think you are? Just a lowly maid, and you dare disrespect me?” Lin Hai shoved her to the ground and pointed at the door. “Get out! I never want to see you again!”
The maid scrambled to her feet and fled the villa in terror.
Still fuming, Lin Hai kicked over an expensive wooden chair. “Damn it! You think you can look down on me? I’ll make all of you pay!”
He had grown up with only his mother, a frail elementary school teacher.
For as long as he could remember, she had always been sickly.
Half a year ago, she had finally passed away due to lung disease.
He had cried for an entire day and night at her grave, believing he had no one left in the world.
But then, out of nowhere, a Rolls-Royce had pulled up in front of him.
A well-dressed, refined-looking man had stepped out, flanked by assistants and bodyguards.
The man had first placed a bouquet on his mother’s grave before dropping a bombshell.
“I am your biological father. My name is Lin Qiangdong.”
Lin Hai had felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
All his life, he had been called a “bastard” and ridiculed for having no father.
His mother had never once spoken of his father, and now, suddenly, a man had appeared claiming to be his father?
That man had then taken him to a lavish estate—
A place Lin Hai had only ever seen in TV dramas, a literal castle with over twenty servants at his beck and call.
It was then that he learned his biological father was none other than Lin Qiangdong—the powerful head of the Lin family and one of Zhonghai’s wealthiest figures.
At that moment, he felt like he had ascended from hell straight to heaven.
But soon, his mindset changed.
Because at the Lin estate, he had encountered another young man around his age—someone everyone addressed respectfully as “Young Master.”
Yet when they spoke to Lin Hai, they added a prefix: “Hai Young Master.”
No matter how he heard it, it didn’t carry the same sense of legitimacy.
That “Young Master” was named Lin Chuan, who was five months older than him and the rightful heir of the Lin family.
From that moment on, his heart was consumed with hatred.
Why?
They shared the same father—so why had their fates been so different?
For over twenty years, he had suffered. He had been mocked, beaten, and humiliated.
Meanwhile, that spoiled brother of his had lived in luxury since birth.
Even though the Lin family had since showered him with compensation—
A massive villa, multiple servants, a life of complete comfort—
His resentment never faded. It only festered.
Now, if anyone so much as showed him the slightest disrespect, he made sure they paid dearly.
No one will ever look down on me again!
He grabbed a fruit knife and plunged it into the expensive leather sofa.
At that moment, a servant cautiously entered the room.
“Young Master, a man named Wen Qiang is outside. He says he wishes to see you.”
“Wen Qiang?”
Lin Hai frowned at the unexpected visitor.