13 – Daybreak Wang Po’s Domineering CEO Voice
The car was dead silent.
The secretary sat in the passenger seat, not daring to breathe too loudly.
Lin Jingbei loosened his tie and said coldly, “Drive faster.”
The driver hurriedly replied, “Yes, sir.”
He rarely lost his temper like this, so the driver frantically stepped on the accelerator.
At the police station, Lin Yaojia idly fiddled with her nails.
She was still thinking about how to explain things to Lin Jingbei later.
While Huo Songjin wasn’t paying attention, 998 leaned over to her shoulder and said, Just tell the truth, isn’t that enough?
You don’t understand, Lin Yaojia replied wearily. I just established my innocent, delicate persona—it can’t fall apart so easily.
“My mom is here,” Cheng Yan said, putting away his phone and turning to Huo Songjin. “Let’s go.”
Huo Songjin’s gaze unexpectedly met Lin Yaojia’s.
Before he could say anything, Lin Yaojia smiled and waved. “Goodbye, handsome.”
“Mm,” he paused briefly before following Cheng Yan out.
In the end, only Lin Yaojia and the red-haired guy were left, staring at each other.
After the police officer was called away, the red-haired guy lifted his chin toward Lin Yaojia and said arrogantly, “Hey brat, do you want cash or a bank transfer?”
Lin Yaojia licked the corner of her lips, curled her fingers slightly, and sneered, “You’ve probably been beaten up a lot growing up, haven’t you?”
The red-haired guy choked for a moment before retorting, “What’s it to you?”
Lin Yaojia fell silent.
Thinking he had gained the upper hand, the red-haired guy grew even more smug. He lifted his head to adjust his hair, a crooked smirk on his lips. “Don’t fall for me, I’m just a cool guy.”
What kind of shamate nonsense was this…
Lin Yaojia shot him a sidelong glance. “I just wanted to remind you—if you don’t shut up, I’m going to beat you up. Really, really badly.”
The red-haired guy: “…”
The words “Who do you think you are?” lingered on the tip of his tongue before he silently swallowed them back.
After the beating he’d taken earlier, he had a crystal-clear understanding of this brat’s fighting skills.
Seeing the red-haired guy quiet down, Lin Yaojia finally relaxed her grip.
When she was very young, she had learned taekwondo from the uncle next door.
With both parents gone and living with her uncle and aunt, this kind of background made her a target for bullying at school.
There were plenty of rumors at school, saying she brought misfortune to her parents and was destined to be alone.
It wasn’t until she beat up the troublemakers several times that the rumors gradually died down.
…
When Lin Jingbei walked in, he saw his brother squatting against one wall.
And his sister squatting against the opposite wall.
He took a deep breath, veins throbbing on his forehead.
When Lin Yaojia saw Lin Jingbei, she deliberately pinched her thigh a few times, bringing tears to her eyes. Just as she was about to go over and act pitiful—
She saw someone move faster than her.
Red hair, black leather jacket.
He clung to Lin Jingbei’s leg, sitting on the floor and sobbing, “Bro, you’re finally here!”
Bro??
!
Lin Yaojia was first confused, then her eyes widened in shock.
Suddenly, she remembered the “Bro Ci” the shamate group had called out in the barbershop.
Damn it!
This was her own brother, born to the same parents—Lin Ci!
“Bro! It was that brat who beat me up!” Lin Ci declared righteously, tightening his grip on Lin Jingbei’s leg and pointing at Lin Yaojia. “She not only choked me, she even hit me with a skateboard!”
Lin Ci knew his own brother well.
Even though Lin Jingbei often scolded him and called him useless, his brother was fiercely protective.
At the very least, he wouldn’t stand by and watch someone else bully him.
Lin Ci waited for a long time, but Lin Jingbei didn’t say a word.
“Huh?”
He looked up in confusion, only to see Lin Jingbei looking at that damn girl and saying, “Are you hurt?”
“I’m hurt,” Lin Ci thought the question was for him and pouted as he spoke.
“Wuwu…”
Suddenly, a crying sound came from behind.
Lin Ci turned around in shock.
He saw that damn girl pouting in grievance, her long, curly eyelashes damp, her eyes misting over with tears. She hugged her knees, and tears fell in large drops: “Brother, I’m so sad.”
She looked ten thousand times more aggrieved than Lin Ci.
For a moment, Lin Ci almost thought he was the one who had beaten her up.
“Yaoyao, don’t cry,” Lin Jingbei grew anxious. Annoyed by Lin Ci being in the way, he kicked him aside, walked over to Lin Yaojia, crouched down, and comforted her.
Lin Ci: “”
What the hell?!
Lin Yaojia also didn’t care that the redhead was Lin Ci anymore—she had to get Lin Jingbei off her back first.
“This afternoon after class, I went to the mall and bought a skateboard, then went to the barbershop to get my hair cut. Then that person smashed my skateboard without even saying a word,” Lin Yaojia lowered her head and muttered, “I didn’t even provoke him…”
“Brother will buy you another skateboard, don’t cry anymore.”
Lin Jingbei comforted her softly. After that, he turned his head and glared coldly at Lin Ci.
To be honest, Lin Ci had already figured out where his coffin would be buried.
On the way back in the car.
Lin Ci hung his head dejectedly: “I didn’t know she was Lin Yaojia.”
“That’s your sister!” Lin Jingbei interrupted him coldly.
Lin Ci held back his temper and continued, “I didn’t know she was my sister…”
“Even if she wasn’t your sister, you can’t just take other people’s things,” Lin Jingbei corrected him.
Lin Ci: “”
“Brother, don’t be angry,” Lin Yaojia leaned forward from the back seat. “Calm down, getting angry isn’t good for your health.”
Lin Jingbei’s expression softened slightly. “Yaoyao is more sensible.”
Lin Ci: “…” F*ck you!
While Lin Jingbei wasn’t paying attention, Lin Ci turned around and glared fiercely at Lin Yaojia.
Lin Yaojia glared back at him.
Lin Ci threateningly clenched his fist.
Suddenly, Lin Yaojia’s expression turned pitiful.
Then they heard her call out, “Brother…”
“What’s wrong?” Lin Jingbei turned around.
“Does my little brother not like me?”
She lowered her eyes sadly.
Lin Ci looked at her in disbelief: “”
Meeting Lin Jingbei’s cold gaze, he quickly said, “No, I don’t, I was just looking at her, and she was looking at me too just now…”
Lin Jingbei didn’t plan to listen to his explanation. After all, he knew exactly what kind of temper Lin Ci had: “Your allowance for next month is cut in half.”
Lin Ci: “”
Well, well.
A little Oscar had arrived in the family.
“I can’t live like this anymore,” he clutched his head, utterly miserable.
Lin Yaojia smiled happily.
Her cheap little brother seemed like a troublemaker, but he probably hadn’t picked fights with Boss Huo before.
As Huo Songjin’s top fan, she was always on the front lines.
After returning home.
Lin Fu and Lin Mu saw that Lin Ci had returned and couldn’t help but ask a few more questions.
Lin Ci was listless and didn’t want to talk much.
Aunt Chen came out of the kitchen. “Miss, do you have a package?”
Lin Yaojia had almost forgotten about it.
“Yes, yes, I bought something yesterday. Did it arrive today?”
Aunt Chen said, “I put it in the storage room.”
“I’ll go find it!”
Lin Yaojia excitedly ran to the storage room.
She carried the package back to her bedroom, assembled it according to the instructions, and tested the sound.
When the deep, magnetic bass voice came through, she nodded in satisfaction.
“998, what do you think?”
998: “Don’t you think this voice sounds a bit too aristocratic? It’s like the domineering CEO who says ‘the weather’s getting cold, time to bankrupt the Wang family’—why would someone like that come to play games?”
Lin Yaojia wavered. “You’re right.”
She tried several more voices and finally settled on a clear, youthful one.