The parents on both sides observed for a while longer.
Finally, they came to a conclusion.
Zhou Qiaoqiao simply didn’t want Xu Mo to continue struggling.
Therefore, she told a little white lie.
Xu Fuqiang and Su Ting were very satisfied.
Indeed, they hadn’t misjudged her!
Even at this point, she was still speaking up for Xu Mo.
Marriage, marriage, they must hurry and make it official!!!!
Xu Fuqiang chuckled awkwardly, "Qiaoqiao, your mom and I know Xu Mo’s real capabilities. You don’t need to defend this rascal anymore."
Su Ting couldn’t help but laugh. She first shot Xu Fuqiang a sharp glance before saying, "Just say what you need to say. Qiaoqiao, a daughter-in-law as wonderful as you, our Xu family’s door will always be open for you. As for that investment matter—"
Su Ting hesitated.
It wasn’t that she didn’t trust her daughter-in-law.
Their son needed to have the ability to pull it off.
Did he have the capability to invest billions in liquid assets into futures all at once?
Of course—he didn’t.
Unless the sun rose from the west.
Zhou Qiaoqiao was momentarily stunned but continued to explain, "Mom, Dad, this is real."
However, the more Zhou Qiaoqiao explained, the more it backfired.
They could only think how amazing this daughter-in-law was!
She was completely beyond their expectations.
If it weren’t for their family’s wealth and confidence.
And most importantly,
Zhou Qiaoqiao didn’t dislike Xu Mo.
In fact, she seemed to genuinely like their son.
Otherwise,
with Zhou Qiaoqiao’s qualifications and abilities,
what kind of husband couldn’t she find?
Xu Mo was so embarrassed that his toes curled.
They could practically curl into a three-bedroom apartment.
Or even a whole new universe.
[Oh no, the female demon—please spare me.]
[Please stop talking, my parents’ favorability meter is already maxed out, it’s overflowing now.]
[Also, I really don’t remember telling you about the stock market!]
[You can’t possibly hear my thoughts, can you?]
‘Ding! Congratulations, host, you’ve received +8888 cash.’
Xu Mo pursed his lips.
Such a lame thing.
He’d definitely toss it to the back of his mind.
Come on, who was he?
He was a man with a system by his side.
A cheat code, a golden finger.
How could he possibly be afraid of being tricked?????
The system would never betray him!!!!
After the meal,
Su Ting and Xu Fuqiang exchanged glances with Zhou Qiaoqiao’s parents.
Their intention was clear.
They wanted Xu Mo to take Zhou Qiaoqiao out for a drive.
In simpler terms,
they were creating some alone time for the two.
This time, An Youyi didn’t interfere.
She might seem a bit clueless, but she understood the basics.
Let Zhou Qiaoqiao have the main course first.
The smaller one could go to her.
Priorities were clear and straightforward.
So, Xu Shi took on the temporary task of looking after An Youyi.
Xu Mo, meanwhile, left with Zhou Qiaoqiao first.
They split up—
In the sports car,
Xu Mo pondered but couldn’t figure it out.
Where did Zhou Qiaoqiao get the insider information?
About buying crude oil bonds.
Since he couldn’t figure it out,
he had no choice but to ask!
Xu Mo tried to calm himself and spoke as steadily as possible,
"How did you analyze that we should buy crude oil futures?"
Zhou Qiaoqiao blinked at him, smiling, her tone utterly captivating.
"Want to know?"
Whenever the female demon used that sultry tone,
Xu Mo knew something bad was coming.
She was definitely setting a trap for him.
But he had no choice but to step into it!!!
He was just too curious.
"Yes," Xu Mo nodded stiffly.
Zhou Qiaoqiao counted on her fingers, her smile radiant, "If you want to know, eat the candy first. There are four packs left. You’re not saving them for the wedding, are you?"
Xu Mo’s expression froze.
[Oh no, the female demon is beyond the reach of the law now.]
[Darn it, why is this woman so sweet? She always has men wrapped around her finger. My plot—]
After an internal struggle—
though it didn’t last long—
Xu Mo’s curiosity about the source of the information outweighed everything else.
So, the two stopped at a nearby upscale hotel.
To Xu Mo’s great surprise,
the female demon had already prepared the "tools of the crime."
Xu Mo laughed bitterly, "Do you carry this around often?"
"You mean this? It’s just in case," Zhou Qiaoqiao waved the small candy wrapper, her tone dripping with allure.
Xu Mo regretted it.
He shouldn’t have asked.
Sigh—
Well, they were already here.
He had no choice.
The two were in perfect sync.
They didn’t go all the way.
The meaning of marriage wasn’t as shallow as mere biology.
First and foremost, they were human.
That was a basic need.
But not a necessary one.
Some things only held meaning at the right time, in the right place, with the right person.
Xu Mo thought this way.
And he acted on it.
He didn’t push for the next step.
Zhou Qiaoqiao, on the other hand, was delighted.
If Xu Mo had wanted to proceed,
she would have half-heartedly agreed. (Half-hearted = 100% willing.)
But Xu Mo didn’t.
Tonight’s events left Zhou Qiaoqiao feeling elated.
When people are happy,
they tend to feel more energetic and motivated.
Full of vigor.
That’s how Zhou Qiaoqiao felt at first.
But as time went on,
she realized things weren’t as simple as they seemed.
Meanwhile, on the other side,
Xu Shi wasn’t in a hurry to take An Youyi home.
Instead, she took her around to explore.
Partly to relax,
and partly out of curiosity.
She wanted to know where her brother had moved to recently.
And what her dear An Youyi had been up to there.
"An Jie, you’ve been staying at my brother’s place, right?"
"How’s the neighborhood? What’s the environment like?"
Xu Shi asked casually.
And An Youyi replied just as casually,
"Yes, it’s fine. Everything’s good."
Whether it was casual or not,
Xu Shi couldn’t tell.
Because that’s just how An Youyi talked.
Sometimes her words were incomplete.
Sometimes they made no sense.
Xu Shi was used to it.
Alright, that’s it for now. Goodnight, everyone~
I’ll post everything today. The next few days will probably be the same since it’s the New Year, and things are pretty busy here.

ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!

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?"

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.”

lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."