Satisfy me?
Really?
Now you've got my attention.
Zhou Qiaoqiao perked up.
She stuck out her petite tongue and licked her boldly painted brick-red lips.
"Brother Mo, you're so clueless!!! Your thoughts are all being heard, and you don't even realize it!"
Xu Shi was screaming internally.
She had no idea what her Qiaoqiao sister was about to request.
Please, don't let it be something outrageous!
As for An Youyi tagging along,
Xu Fuqiang and Su Ting didn’t seem to mind.
To put it bluntly,
Xu Shi wasn’t their biological daughter.
But the elderly couple treated her as if she were their own.
In fact, they treated her even better than their own child.
On one hand, it was because of Xu Shi’s parents.
On the other hand, a daughter should be pampered, right?
She should be treated better than a son.
Otherwise, what if she gets bullied after marrying into her in-laws' family?
So, she must be raised well from a young age!
Only then will she grow up to be discerning.
Knowing which kind of man is worth marrying and which isn’t even worth considering.
But let’s get back to the point.
An Youyi was practically guarding Xu Mo’s safety 24/7.
And Xu Shi had mentioned that An Youyi wasn’t just an ordinary bodyguard.
So, naturally, the elderly couple granted her a higher level of authority.
She’s just a female bodyguard, what harm could she possibly do?
Meanwhile, Xu Shi was worried that An Youyi might do something inappropriate.
Like sitting too close to Xu Mo in front of both sets of parents.
That would be... well, awkward.
They’re just showing off their affection.
Sister An, why are you joining in?
"Sister An, over here, over here."
Xu Shi called out to her.
She had already saved a seat for her.
Xu Mo and Zhou Qiaoqiao exchanged glances.
Silently giving Xu Shi a mental thumbs-up for her quick thinking!
Now that’s what a sister should be like!
Well done!
o(￣▽￣)
But then, something unexpected happened.
The three of them thought An Youyi would follow Xu Shi’s lead.
Instead, An Youyi sat down right next to Xu Mo.
Zhou Rongguang and Mother Zhou were stunned.
"Uh... this------------"
Su Ting and Xu Fuqiang forced an awkward yet polite smile.
What’s Youyi up to?
Xu Shi: Ugh--------- it’s over, the worst-case scenario just happened.
But in the blink of an eye, Xu Shi’s worry vanished.
The scheming little sister thought to herself: Hmph o(￣ヘ￣o＃) serves you right! Brother Mo, you sneaked out without telling me, didn’t give me a chance, and didn’t listen to me!
Don’t you know that the squeaky wheel gets the grease?
I’m not getting involved in this mess.
You deal with it yourself.
Xu Shi washed her hands of the matter.
Xu Mo’s eyelid twitched. Youyi, are you here to cause trouble?
Ahem--------
Xu Mo tried to reason with her: "Youyi, there’s a seat over there. Just make do with it."
Just make do, and it’ll be over soon.
Right?
That’s what Xu Mo thought.
But the Dragon Queen had no idea what "making do" meant.
She didn’t budge.
Zhou Rongguang and Mother Zhou were beyond embarrassed!
Xu Fuqiang cleared his throat and quickly explained.
"Parents-in-law, let me introduce An Youyi. She’s an exceptionally skilled bodyguard we’ve hired."
Wait, what?
A bodyguard???
A bodyguard who looks this good?
With that figure, that posture, that face.
She’s on par with our Qiaoqiao.
Why rely on skills when you could just rely on your looks?
As for whether she’s actually skilled,
Zhou Rongguang and Mother Zhou couldn’t tell.
But in terms of looks, she definitely outshines most women in the city.
To put it bluntly, they couldn’t help but wonder,
‘Is this bodyguard even legit?’
Zhou Rongguang and Mother Zhou were feeling the pressure!
Their daughter had just lost a fortune for the in-laws!
And the Zhou family was no match for the Xu family.
The gap between the two families was too wide.
They didn’t dare ask.
They didn’t dare say anything.
They didn’t dare even look.
Su Ting could only offer an awkward smile.
"Mom and Dad, it’s fine. If Youyi wants to sit here, I don’t mind~"
Zhou Qiaoqiao blinked with a smile.
She genuinely wasn’t upset.
No amount of money
can buy a life.
With An Youyi around,
Xu Mo’s safety was guaranteed.
If you want the horse to run, you’ve got to feed it.
Ahem---------------------
Since even Zhou Qiaoqiao, the person directly involved, didn’t say anything,
the elders certainly weren’t going to say anything either.
And so,
the Dragon Queen ended up sitting between Xu Mo and Zhou Qiaoqiao.
The clueless, naturally airheaded Dragon Queen’s presence
gave off the vibe of a family of three.
The conversation continued.
Xu Shi rubbed her eyes. Wow, she thought to herself.
How did I get pushed out of the picture?
Is this fair?
No, it’s not!
Soon, the delicious dishes were served.
The table was filled to the brim.
"Mom and Dad, I asked everyone out today because there’s something I want to tell you."
Zhou Qiaoqiao looked at Su Ting and her own parents.
Gasp!!!!!!!!!!
Xu Shi’s hand trembled slightly as she picked up some food.
The fried pork rib she had just picked up fell off her chopsticks.
‘Oh no, oh no!!!!!!!!!! Damn damn damn------------’
‘Qiaoqiao, are you serious right now???? Weren’t we supposed to keep playing dumb?’
‘Qiaoqiao, please, I’m begging you, really, sob sob-------- can we delay the big reveal?’
‘I haven’t even gotten a proper taste of Brother Mo yet, just a tiny hint last time.’
"Xu Shi, what’s wrong with you today? Why are you so clumsy?"
Su Ting scolded her lightly.
Then she picked up the rib and placed it back in her daughter’s bowl.
She turned to Zhou Qiaoqiao and said with a smile,
"If it’s about losing money on investments, you really don’t have to say anything. We already know."
"In life, disappointments are common, let alone in the stock market. There are too many uncertainties. Your dad and I aren’t bothered by it."
Despite Su Ting’s calm tone,
this was over 300 billion in liquid assets!!!!!
The consequences were
massive.
For a large corporation, even a slight misstep with such a large amount of capital
could lead to disastrous results.
It’s like hundreds of interconnected gears turning together.
If one of them fails,
the entire system grinds to a halt.
So, the stakes were undeniably high.
Xu Fuqiang also nodded with a smile.
He agreed with Su Ting’s perspective.
The kinder the elderly couple was,
the more touched Zhou Qiaoqiao felt.
How could she not get along with such wonderful in-laws?
If she missed this chance, there wouldn’t be another.
And the wedding date was approaching.
But Zhou Qiaoqiao didn’t want to wait any longer.
Su Ting and the others had already made their stance clear.
They treated her as family.
So, what more could she say?
But before Zhou Qiaoqiao could speak,
Xu Mo chimed in to support her.
"That’s right! Money is just a small matter. You shouldn’t put too much pressure on yourself. Just let things flow naturally. Consider this a lesson learned."
Gasp!!!!!!!!!!
Su Ting and Xu Fuqiang’s eyes widened.
Finally, the kid’s showing some sense!?
Xu Fuqiang was especially thrilled.
So what if he’s been fooling around?
As long as he doesn’t cause trouble at home, it’s fine.
He never expected
Xu Mo to stand up for Zhou Qiaoqiao.
This move left Xu Fuqiang stunned.
But deep down, he felt mostly relieved.
The kid’s grown up!!!
He’s learned to be considerate of others.
Well-------- Zhou Qiaoqiao is Xu Mo’s person, after all.
So, what he said made perfect sense.
Only the three women present knew Xu Mo’s true thoughts,
which were the complete opposite of what he’d just said!
If Xu Fuqiang and Su Ting could hear Xu Mo’s inner voice,
they’d probably want to strangle him!
What a dutiful son.
Not causing trouble at home is already a blessing.
And now you’re trying to bring the whole family down?
What kind of filial piety is that?
Zhou Qiaoqiao and Xu Shi weren’t surprised.
As for An Youyi, she had no interest in money.
She didn’t have a concrete concept of it.
She spent whatever she had.
If she ran out, she’d just take on a few missions to earn more.
The rewards for missions that required the world’s top assassin to step in couldn’t possibly be small.
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
