Grandpa Jiang asked curiously, "Tingting, have you met Little Xuan's girlfriend?"
"No," Jiang Manting shook her head. "But Tongtong speaks very highly of her. She says she's very beautiful, seems quite elegant, and probably isn't an ordinary person."
It's just that when Tongtong talked about Little Xuan's girlfriend, there was a hint of gritted teeth.
Actually, she felt a bit unsettled too. Little Xuan hadn't even been officially recognized by the Jiang Family yet, and already some woman had snatched him away.
Old Master Su snorted.
Of course his precious granddaughter was exceptional!
Good looks, great poise, and exceptionally good at making money.
Hua'er had already earned enough for Little Xuan to squander for several lifetimes.
It's just that Little Xuan was too ambitious and wanted to start his own company.
"Is she really that good?" Grandpa Jiang was half-convinced, half-doubting.
"Absolutely must be," Old Master Su said with a proud expression.
This was his granddaughter, after all.
Grandpa Jiang glanced at Old Master Su. "Old Su, you know Little Xuan's girlfriend?"
"Of course I know."
Old Master Su said triumphantly, "Little Xuan's girlfriend is indeed very good-looking, quite beautiful, comes from a decent family, has strong capabilities—few women can compare to her."
He wore an expression of pride and satisfaction.
"Most importantly, Little Xuan's girlfriend is chaste and proper. She doesn't let other men touch her at all, and she's also very doting on her husband. No one is more suitable for Little Xuan than her."
Lin Xuan did not refute this.
He thought what Grandpa Su said was correct; Hua Bao was indeed just as he described.
Grandpa Jiang frowned.
Why did Old Master Su's description sound so much like he was talking about his own granddaughter, Su Hua?
But that couldn't be.
That child Hua'er would never go for someone younger than her.
She would definitely go for someone mature, steady, and older than her.
His grandson was indeed excellent, but Old Master Su's granddaughter probably wouldn't fancy someone like Little Xuan.
Old Master Su continued glaring at Grandpa Jiang. "Old Jiang, I must remind you, Little Xuan and his girlfriend are extremely, extremely in love. If you try to separate them, then you can forget about ever recognizing Little Xuan in this lifetime."
Hmph.
If this Old Jiang knew his grandson had been whisked away by Hua'er long ago, he'd be furious to death.
Just thinking about it was exciting.
They couldn't let Little Xuan and this Old Jiang acknowledge each other just yet.
If they did, it would mean Old Jiang would find out who Little Xuan's girlfriend was.
He was afraid something unexpected might happen; they had to wait for the right time.
Grandpa Jiang asked curiously, "If Little Xuan's girlfriend is really as good as you say, then tell me, who is she? If her family background is decent, I should know her."
Old Master Su hmphed, "Why should I tell you?"
Grandpa Jiang was infuriated by Old Master Su.
At this age, with one foot in the grave, this Old Su still had that infuriating, unforgiving temper. So explosive, not afraid it might shorten his lifespan.
Lin Xuan remained silent throughout.
"Little Xuan." When facing Lin Xuan, Grandpa Jiang resumed his kindly, amiable demeanor.
Just as he was about to say something, Old Master Su interrupted again.
"Old Jiang, it's been so long. Why hasn't your granddaughter found that bank card yet? Could it be she's intentionally having trouble finding it?"
Grandpa Jiang's gaze shifted slightly, but his voice remained robust when he spoke.
"I forgot where I put that bank card. It's normal for her to take longer to find it, isn't it?"
Old Master Su looked at him with a knowing expression.
"Are you sure it's lost, and not that you're deliberately trying to stall for time?"
This old codger, quite full of little schemes.
Good thing Little Xuan was now firm in his resolve and had no intention of letting them recognize him.
"Old Jiang, since you can't find the bank card, then don't bother. Your granddaughter isn't short of two billion anyway. Why don't you just have your eldest granddaughter, Jiang Manting, transfer the money directly to Little Xuan's account?"
Indeed, a transfer was just a word from him or Tingting.
But didn't he want more time to spend with Little Xuan?
Grandpa Jiang was thinking of a reply to Old Master Su.
Seeing she couldn't keep Lin Xuan any longer, Jiang Yutong simply took the bank card and went downstairs.
"Grandpa, I found the bank card."
She brought the card to her grandfather.
"Grandpa, is this the right bank card?" Jiang Yutong inquired.
"That's the one," Grandpa Jiang nodded.
Jiang Yutong handed the bank card to Lin Xuan.
Grandpa Jiang said, "Little Xuan, there are two billion in total in here. The PIN is six eights. I'll be troubling you to treat this old man in the coming days."
"No need for thanks," Lin Xuan said flatly. "My treatment is paid for."
He stood up.
"Well, Mr. Jiang, we'll meet another day." Lin Xuan gave a slight nod.
"Alright," Grandpa Jiang said kindly. "We'll meet another day."
Lin Xuan and Old Master Su left the Jiang Family villa.
Grandpa Jiang watched Old Master Su's retreating back, his beard bristling with anger.
This Old Su, always here to annoy people.
Once he got Little Xuan recognized, he, as Little Xuan's biological grandfather by blood, would naturally be closer than this outsider.
Then he'd see if this Old Su could still act so smug in front of him.
"Achoo!"
"Achoo!"
Old Master Su, having just walked out of the Jiang Family villa, sneezed several times in a row.
"Grandpa Su, do you have a cold?" Lin Xuan asked with concern.
Old Master Su rubbed his nose and shook his head. "I'm fine. These sneezes aren't from a cold; someone's secretly cursing me behind my back."
The one cursing him must be Old Jiang.
Curse away, curse away. The more he curses, the more it shows Old Jiang is losing his composure.
And the better his own mood becomes.
"By the way, Little Xuan, when are you coming to treat Old Jiang?" Old Master Su asked again.
"Next week. The specific time, I'm not sure yet," Lin Xuan replied.
"Why do you ask, Grandpa Su?"
Lin Xuan was a bit puzzled. What was Grandpa Su getting at by asking this?
Old Master Su smiled and inquired, "Look, Little Xuan, when you go to treat Old Jiang, could you take me along? This old man is all alone at the old residence, about to get sick from boredom. I'd like to go out for a walk with you."
"Alright," Lin Xuan nodded.
Getting out more was indeed good for Grandpa Su's health.
Moreover, Grandpa Su knew Grandpa Jiang.
Although the two often bickered, Lin Xuan could tell this was just their way of interacting. If either had a real problem, the other would surely be more anxious than anyone.
If their relationship were truly that bad, Grandpa Su definitely wouldn't have asked him to treat Grandpa Jiang.
"Grandpa Su, once I confirm when I'm going, I'll notify you in advance," Lin Xuan said.
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] [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!"
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ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
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.”
