" Glide Through Mysterious Dimensions "

The brawny man grilling skewers was wearing a pink cartoon apron, his arm muscles bulging. He grilled while hollering, occasionally shaking his sexy behind to the rhythm of the music. The comical scene was surprisingly harmonious.

When he saw Yǐn Yuè approaching, his usually stern face broke into a wide grin. He quickly handed the skewers to the woman behind him and went to greet Yǐn Yuè with a big hug.

“Dà Lín, long time no see.”

Mǐn Xī frowned, lightly covering her mouth and nose, looking at the scene in front of her in disbelief. The man, around 40 years old, excitedly hugged Yǐn Yuè, calling him “Brother,” and she stood carefully behind, waiting silently.

“She’s not my sister-in-law, wait a bit.” He squinted, watching the men touch her with an indifferent attitude.

Protected, Mǐn Xī looked at Yǐn Yuè in disbelief, a look of confusion on her face, and her cheeks flushed red. She glanced at his wet hoodie sleeve, a hint of worry in her eyes. Yǐn Yuè tilted his head, pursed his lips, flexed his arm that had been hit, and looked at the men with a fierce look. Unexpectedly, the man casually grabbed a handful of bamboo skewers and waved them at him.

“You… do you know who my boss is? The tyrant of Yǐng Hǎi! My boss will never let you off!”

“That’s enough.” Yǐn Yuè’s light sentence made Dà Lín freeze, and also relieved Dà Lín’s wife’s anxious heart.

“Just let them run away like that?” Dà Lín looked at Yǐn Yuè’s half-wet arm with dissatisfaction. His gaze swept over the customers, who were all focused on their skewers, afraid to look at him.

“Otherwise, what do you want?”

Yǐn Yuè’s words hit the nail on the head. They met when Dà Lín did a good deed and caught a thief. Because he looked fierce and had a fiery temper, he was misunderstood by the victim. Yǐn Yuè happened to be at the Public Security Bureau dealing with his uncle’s family’s car accident, and he conveniently helped him solve the problem and cleared his name. Afterwards, he learned that he had been in prison for manslaughter and had just been released. No employer dared to hire him. Strangely, Yǐn Yuè, who didn’t like to meddle in other people’s affairs, inexplicably had the thought of helping him. At that time, he was only 13 years old, but he had a maturity that shouldn’t exist at his age. By helping Léi Yè with patents, he already had his own little private treasury. He had a lot of money in his bank card, and directly took it out of his own pocket to hire Dà Lín as a security guard for Ān’ěr Pharmaceuticals.

Later, Dà Lín often had disputes with his colleagues. In order not to affect Yǐn Yuè, he voluntarily resigned. After that, Yǐn Yuè learned that he was a good cook, so he invested in him, which is how he had the first Dà Lín Barbecue. For Dà Lín, without Yǐn Yuè back then, there would be no him today. So from that moment on, Dà Lín secretly swore that Yǐn Yuè was his brother from now on. The rules of the street didn’t care about age, loyalty came first.

“Are you okay?” Mǐn Xī wanted to help him check his injuries, but Yǐn Yuè dodged her hand.

“I’m fine.” Yǐn Yuè said indifferently, and sat down again, patting Dà Lín, who was still sulking, “Want to starve to death?”

Mǐn Xī was so angry at his annoying attitude that she gritted her teeth. “Okay, then let’s talk about how you cheated the elderly!”

“How can Mr. Yǐn be so brazen? Don’t you feel any guilt?” Mǐn Xī asked with a puzzled face, “Why do you do illegal things when you can obviously make a living with your skills?”

Mǐn Xī looked at the walkie-talkie in disbelief, then at him, “This is a deceptive act!”

“Is there a rule that I have to personally understand those complicated biological technologies? Isn’t it enough that the drug has no problems?”

“Aren’t you afraid I’ll expose your Ān’ěr Pharmaceuticals?”

“Feel free to go, who will believe you? After all, everyone here today has witnessed my talent.”

Yǐn Yuè rested his chin on his hand, approached her expressionlessly, “I can too if I have a good mother.”

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