Today was Jiang Yunlu's birthday.
To Jiang Chenshan, nothing was more important than his daughter's birthday.
For this reason, he had canceled all his meetings and specifically cleared his schedule for the entire day just to accompany her.
The morning sun was gradually becoming a bit harsh, casting dappled shadows as it shone upon the parasols at the campsite.
He leaned back leisurely in a rattan chair brought down from the RV, yet he still held a tablet in his hands, his fingertips lightly swiping across the latest financial reports.
He was long accustomed to handling the group's affairs remotely; this would not affect his mood while spending time with his daughter.
Just as his brows furrowed slightly, pondering a fluctuation in the data, the light above his head suddenly dimmed.
A shadow loomed over him, carrying an undeniable presence.
Jiang Chenshan did not even lift his eyelids, only speaking mildly.
"Step aside, you're blocking the light."
The air fell quiet for a moment.
Only then did he slowly raise his head, seeing three young people standing before him. The man leading them wore a perfectly measured smile of apology on his face.
Jiang Chenshan calmly placed the tablet face down on the table. The screen went dark, and he leaned back into his chair. The steady, imposing aura of a business mogul instantly filled the air.
"Is there something you need?" His voice was flat, betraying neither joy nor anger.
The young man in the lead was none other than Zhou Nianqian. He bowed slightly, keeping his posture quite low, yet his tone was neither humble nor arrogant.
"Apologies for the intrusion, President Jiang. I am Zhou Nianqian from the Qianheng Group. My father is Zhou Yutong."
Jiang Chenshan's heart skipped a beat.
Qianheng Group?
He quickly ran the name through his mind. A behemoth, a true corporate titan.
Zhou Yutong was the current CEO, but everyone knew that the true helmsman of the Qianheng Group was Old Master Zhou, who had long since retreated behind the scenes yet still wielded immense power.
By that reckoning, the polite young man before him was a wealthy third-generation heir born with a silver spoon in his mouth.
Although Jiang Chenshan's company was considered a leader in the industry, compared to the Qianheng Group, it was ultimately not in the same league.
However, the business scopes of the two companies had almost no overlap; they minded their own business.
What was this kid plotting by suddenly approaching him?
Countless thoughts flashed through Jiang Chenshan's mind, but his face remained unruffled, even revealing a faint smile.
"So it is Young Master Zhou. A pleasure to meet you."
He nodded, appearing neither overly enthusiastic nor lacking in courtesy. "I wonder what advice Young Master Zhou has for me?"
As a self-made first-generation tycoon, Jiang Chenshan had his own pride.
Facing a young man junior to him in both generation and age, no matter how profound the other party's background was, it was impossible for him to bow and scrape.
Zhou Nianqian seemed quite satisfied with this lukewarm attitude, as it proved the other party had already placed him in a position requiring serious consideration.
This was exactly the effect he wanted.
"President Jiang overstates it, I wouldn't dare offer advice," Zhou Nianqian said, smiling and waving his hand.
"I just saw the car you parked over there. Out of curiosity, I casually looked up the owner. I didn't expect it to be you, President Jiang, so I came over specifically to say hello. I mean nothing else by it."
His words stopped right there, yet they contained a massive amount of information.
Casually looked it up? A lightly spoken phrase, but behind it lay connections and resources unimaginable to ordinary people.
This was both an explanation and a quiet flexing of muscles.
Having said that, Zhou Nianqian said no more. He nodded once again to Jiang Chenshan, then turned and left with Ye Minghui and Ye Qiaolin, crisp and decisive.
Jiang Chenshan watched their retreating figures, his gaze deepening.
Meanwhile, on the other side, Lin Mo, who had remained silent all along, let his gaze rest on the trio for a moment. A wisp of invisible spiritual sense quietly extended from his body, landing precisely on Zhou Nianqian's group.
Having walked a distance away, Ye Qiaolin finally couldn't help but speak up: "That's it? Just saying hello?"
Zhou Nianqian did not stop walking, a confident smile of having everything under control playing at the corners of his mouth.
"What else? Did you want me to carry ingredients over and beg him to camp with us?"
He glanced back toward the campsite, as if he could pierce through space to see Jiang Chenshan's expression.
"Someone like Jiang Chenshan has a heavier guard than anyone else. The more enthusiastic you are, the more suspicious he gets. Next, we don't need to do anything. We just need to wait."
"Wait?" Ye Qiaolin was still a bit confused.
"Yes, wait for him to investigate us himself."
Zhou Nianqian said with certainty, "We have to give this self-made President Jiang some time to personally verify my identity, don't we?"
The facts were exactly as he expected.
Back there, Jiang Chenshan had already picked up his phone and sent a message to his assistant.
"Zhou Nianqian, son of Zhou Yutong of the Qianheng Group. Look him up. All public and private information, send it all to my inbox within ten minutes."
After all, it wasn't as if Jiang Chenshan had to believe any random guy who ran over claiming to be someone's son.
He wanted to see what this guy was up to.
Lin Mo also noticed Jiang Chenshan's actions.
After all, someone who could become a first-generation tycoon definitely had some brains in addition to catching the right trends.
"The charcoal should be ready, we can start barbecuing," Lin Mo said softly.
"Yay! Barbecue!" Jiang Yunlu jumped up excitedly.
At this time, Uncle Zhao walked over. "Miss, Young Master Lin, let me do the grilling."
But Lin Mo directly waved his hand in refusal. "That won't do."
"Exactly, doing it yourself is where the fun is."
As she spoke, Jiang Yunlu had already taken two Australian beef skewers and placed them on the grill.
These meat skewers were all marinated and skewered in advance.
They could be grilled right away.
In raising his daughter, Jiang Chenshan always advocated for a hands-on approach. Only by doing things yourself could you know the difficulty of a task.
Moreover, Jiang Yunlu was someone with strong practical skills.
Although she hadn't barbecued much before, she knew that you had to flip the skewers frequently to ensure both sides of the meat cooked evenly.
Lin Mo guided her from the side while brushing sauce onto the skewers in Jiang Yunlu's hands.
"Ahem!" Jiang Chenshan walked over slowly from behind.
"Yunlu, how is the grilling going?"
Jiang Yunlu shook her head. "Dad, it's not ready yet. I need to grill it a bit more."
"Alright, alright, Dad will grill with you."
The barbecue grill allowed several people to grill side by side, so Jiang Chenshan simply sat down next to Jiang Yunlu.
His gaze swept over the watch on Lin Mo's wrist, knowing it was a gift his daughter had given to this kid.
If Lin Mo was only involved with his daughter, he could accept it. Unfortunately, this guy was still entangled with two other girls.
At this moment, Jiang Yunlu suddenly asked, "By the way, why isn't Qingcheng here?"
"She went to Yuling's place to get familiar with the environment. With Yuling guiding her, I feel at ease too."
Hearing this, Jiang Yunlu didn't know whether she should be happy or unhappy.
After all, with Ning Qingcheng absent, she would have more opportunities to be alone with Lin Mo.
But Xie Yuling could now take the sister-in-law route.
Sigh, so frustrating.

] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"

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.”

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."

lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...