The next morning.
When Jiang Che woke up, he found Shen Yu staring straight at him, her eyes filled with curiosity.
"What? Shen Yu, don’t tell me you’ve fallen for me? Staring at me like this first thing in the morning?"
Faced with Jiang Che’s cheesy remark, Shen Yu ignored him and instead slightly furrowed her brows.
"Jiang Che, that feeling from last night is gone again. Can you do it once more? I want to experience it again... to understand what love really is!"
Jiang Che coughed dryly at her words.
"Shen Yu, that phrasing is a bit ambiguous. Anyone hearing you would think you’re delirious with fever!"
But Jiang Che understood what she meant—she wanted to relive the heart-fluttering moment from yesterday.
For a girl like Shen Yu, whose heart was sealed in concrete, even if he had managed to crack it open last night, a whole night had passed... and that fleeting emotion was long forgotten.
Making Shen Yu truly fall for him was going to be a long and arduous journey.
While "familiarity breeds affection" worked like a charm on other girls, for Shen Yu... at best, she saw him as nothing more than a self-heating 'purple mood' dispenser.
"I’m honestly impressed. Jiang Che, the master of romance, who can charm lolitas with words and conquer wives in bed... and yet, you’re the first girl to leave me utterly helpless."
Jiang Che was on the verge of a breakdown, giving Shen Yu a thumbs-up.
"Shen Yu, you’re invincible!"
Shen Yu blinked twice. For some reason, seeing Jiang Che so flustered and exasperated gave her a faint, almost imperceptible sense of amusement.
It was like an itch—you knew something tickled, but you couldn’t quite pinpoint where.
"Shen Yu, if you really want to know whether you’ve fallen for me, I’ll teach you the simplest and most basic method!"
Jiang Che took a deep breath. He was starting to sound a little unhinged.
"Go on," Shen Yu said seriously.
"When you see me flirting with other girls, does it make you feel upset?"
Shen Yu frowned slightly, thought for a moment, then shook her head.
"Not a single ripple in my heart."
Jiang Che: "......"
Jiang Che reached out, yanked Little Huangdoufen out from under the blankets, and planted a kiss on the soft, tender cheeks of the catgirl. Huangdoufen mewled excitedly, sticking out her tiny tongue to lick Jiang Che’s face.
"What about this? Doesn’t it make you jealous at all?"
Shen Yu’s expression twisted into one of mild disgust as she snatched Huangdoufen back from Jiang Che’s arms. "I don’t feel jealous. Don’t corrupt Huangdoufen."
Jiang Che was speechless. "Kid, you’re unbeatable. Your Highness the Princess, this servant... retreats!"
He finally understood—trying to sway Shen Yu’s heart with sweet nothings was utterly futile.
He’d have to take a different approach. Either slowly melt her defenses through mundane everyday life... or take the brute-force route and get her pregnant. Once she became a mother, the bond between them would be unbreakable.
......
After getting up, Monkey called.
Monkey and Tiaozao had now become colleagues—two of the world’s top hackers, both recruited under Jiang Che’s command.
"Young Master Jiang, Tiaozao just transferred all ten billion from Xiao Chen’s accounts..."
Monkey began reporting recent developments.
The two of them had essentially become Jiang Che’s human radar, tracking and investigating the so-called "Sons of Destiny." Every move they made was under Jiang Che’s watch.
"Honestly, I almost forgot—Xiao Chen still has that world’s richest father. Talk about stacking buffs to the max."
Jiang Che clicked his tongue in amazement, then searched for information about the world’s richest man on his phone.
Truth be told, he wasn’t particularly interested in this so-called "richest man." Because no matter how wealthy he was—what did it matter?
The life-extending elixirs in Jiang Che’s possession could make even the world’s richest man kneel and beg like a dog!
These elixirs were so absurdly powerful that even the "Human Pavilion" marketplace of the Destiny Association didn’t have anything like them.
The Destiny Association did have life-extending treasures, but their prices were astronomical, and they came with strict limitations—one might extend life by 20 years, but could only be used once.
Nothing as ridiculous as Jiang Che’s elixirs, which could extend life indefinitely!
But soon, Jiang Che’s brows furrowed.
Under the search term "world’s richest man," a series of related keywords popped up.
[Shocking: Billionaire 'Xiao Chuan' Nearing 50 Suddenly Discovers He Has Triplet Daughters?]
[The Richest Man’s Triplet Daughters—Three Adorably Top-Tier Lolitas. Are You Smitten?]
[Forget Titles Like 'Internet Mogul,' 'New Energy Pioneer,' or 'E-Gaming Kingpin'... Just Call Him 'Father-in-Law']
Jiang Che’s expression twisted into something resembling an old man squinting at his phone on the subway.
"Triplet... daughters???"
Jiang Che’s instincts tingled—something felt off.
He’d naturally heard of Xiao Chuan before, even collaborated with Yuanche Pharmaceutical on business deals.
This guy had ridden every major trend—starting with real estate, then pivoting to e-commerce with Pinbaobao, skyrocketing to the top of Dragon Country’s online retail industry. He’d also dabbled in gaming, mobile chips, and lately... some new energy vehicle venture.
Of course, Jiang Che hadn’t bothered investigating him thoroughly back then. After all, most ultra-wealthy individuals were bound to have extraordinary luck.
But now... it seemed Xiao Chuan wasn’t just some run-of-the-mill "tycoon protagonist."
Wait, no—Xiao Chuan was pushing 50. He couldn’t be called a "Son of Destiny" anymore. More like... the "Old Man of Destiny."
"Tsk tsk tsk, triplet loli daughters?"
A wicked grin spread across Jiang Che’s face.
His DNA was stirring. After all... he was a man blessed with the innate constitution of a natural-born homewrecker!
"A trillionaire tycoon suddenly finds his long-lost triplet daughters? This is just too perfect!"
"You old geezer, you lived the life of a young prodigy protagonist in your prime, and now you’re switching to the doting dad trope in your twilight years? You really want to hog all the perks, huh?"
Well, Young Master Jiang simply couldn’t allow such an outrage. The Earth wasn’t big enough for two legends.
Time for a showdown, old man... no, wait—Father-in-Law!
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."
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
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...
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.”
