Xiao Wanwan: Old Man, Hand Over the Gold Coins

Jiang Che began flipping through the documents.

Xiao Chuan, the wealthiest man in the country, had three daughters—triplets—who had only been found and brought back to him a few months ago. After over a dozen paternity tests, their blood relation was finally confirmed.

And not only were they his daughters, but they were also incredibly adorable lolis with stunning looks. Who wouldn’t be charmed?

The eldest, Xiao Sisi, had dropped out of high school to work and support her two younger sisters through school.

The second, Xiao Wanwan, had recently been scouted by a talent agent and entered the entertainment industry. Though she started off with lukewarm popularity, the moment her status as the daughter of the richest man was revealed… she skyrocketed to fame overnight, becoming the envy of thousands.

The youngest, Xiao An'an, was steadily attending university in the capital, having just entered her sophomore year.

These triplets had an exceptionally sweet and innocent appearance, estimated to be just a few centimeters taller than Yu Wan'er—three certified lolis, triple the joy!

Jiang Che felt his heart itch—his damn lolicon tendencies were acting up again.

While the triplets’ looks weren’t as flawlessly refined as Yu Wan'er’s (he’d give them a solid 95), they were still… triplets!

What more could he ask for?

Just as Jiang Che was scheming about how to lure the triplets over, his thoughts were abruptly interrupted by Monkey.

"Young Master Jiang, there’s another matter I need to report to you."

"What is it?" Jiang Che asked.

"Do you remember Ye Qing? The one you defeated last time? He’s currently in Sakura Country. Rumor has it he single-handedly crushed all the martial arts factions there and even killed Sakura Country’s only Grandmaster-level fighter…"

Damn. Jiang Che’s eyes lit up.

He had almost forgotten about Ye Qing.

Last time, he had been on the verge of death after being nearly killed by Jiang Che’s system-controlled puppet, only to activate a spatial teleportation at the last moment. Had he been sent to Sakura Country?

And from what Monkey said, Ye Qing was thriving there?

A protagonist who fled from Dragon Country was now living the high life in Sakura Country?

This just proved how weak Sakura Country was. Jiang Che had originally planned to visit sometime to see if there were any decent "leeks" to harvest, but now… he might as well forget it.

Monkey and the others continued reporting various updates, but the most ridiculous one was that Jiang Che had somehow replaced Xiao Chen’s position—becoming the "Dragon King" of the Dragon King Hall, the "War God" of the War God Pavilion, and the "Asura" of the Asura Gate.

Some subordinates even clamored for the "new Dragon King" to ascend the throne, nearly making Jiang Che lose his composure.

"Monkey, disband that Asura Gate and War God Pavilion nonsense. Killer syndicates and mercenary groups are dead-end businesses."

"Young Master Jiang, the War God Pavilion isn’t a mercenary group—the Dragon King Hall is…" Monkey corrected.

"Whatever. Just disband them both. And that so-called security company? Stop that too. What, are we sending all those people to work as security guards? Are you kidding me?"

Monkey hesitated. "Then what should we do? Disband everyone? The War God Pavilion alone has tens of thousands of trained personnel. That’s a massive workforce we can’t just waste."

"Then rebrand. Turn the security company into a private protection firm. Train them all as bodyguards. The difference between ‘bodyguard’ and ‘security guard’ is just one word, but the pay is worlds apart."

"Also, since you have so many people, why not mass-apply for online loans? Go wild with those illegal loan apps in Dragon Country, and don’t hold back on foreign ones either. Squeeze them dry—just don’t get yourselves killed."

"If only the telecom fraud industry wasn’t in a slump these days. A couple years ago, you could’ve all moved to Dubai and made a killing."

"If all else fails, rent some boats, buy some guns, and become pirates. That’s a lucrative business too."

Jiang Che was full of ruthless schemes—free manpower was too good to waste.

Monkey and Tiaozao fell silent, utterly dumbfounded by Jiang Che’s shameless creativity.

"Alright, just do as I say. I guarantee you’ll make a fortune."

After hanging up, Jiang Che glanced at the photos of the Xiao triplets he had pulled up on his phone and swallowed lightly.

Twins were already a dream come true, but the pleasures of triplets… he couldn’t even imagine.

......

"Achoo!"

Meanwhile, Xiao Chuan suddenly sneezed, an ominous feeling creeping into his heart.

He couldn’t shake the sense that something filthy had set its sights on him.

"Ah, whatever. No point overthinking it. I’ll go see my daughters later—nothing beats the warmth of little girls."

Thinking of his biological son, Xiao Chuan couldn’t help but feel resentful.

The kid had asked him for 1 billion—twice!—without even explaining what it was for.

The contrast was painful.

Just then, his phone rang.

"Hmm? It’s Wanwan!"

Xiao Chuan’s face instantly brightened. Nothing mattered more to him than his daughters—no business deal could compare to a single strand of their hair.

Once, during an extremely important meeting, his eldest daughter Xiao Sisi had called to say Xiao An'an was sick. He had walked out without hesitation.

He had long since realized—nothing in this world was more precious than his three girls.

"Wanwan, what’s the matter? Do you need money?"

His voice was tender, careful not to annoy her.

On the other end of the line, a girl in a black hoodie and yellow snapback sat with a lollipop in her mouth, exuding a cool-girl vibe.

Her short legs dangled playfully, her skin fair and smooth, even her toes a soft pink. Beneath her dark plaid skirt peeked a glimpse of white safety shorts.

After noisily sucking on her lollipop, she finally spoke.

"Dad, I want to hold a concert in Hangcheng. It’ll cost a lot of money~"

Xiao Wanwan’s voice was sugary sweet, the epitome of a loli’s tone—instantly sending Xiao Chuan into a daze.

"Wanwan, don’t even mention money! Your dad may lack many things, but cash isn’t one of them!"

Honestly, for these daughters of his, if they wanted to go to space, he’d pull strings to get them a damn rocket.

"I’ll arrange everything for the concert. You just focus on singing happily. Leave all the work to me!"

Xiao Wanwan giggled sweetly. "Thanks, Dad."

Then she hung up and tossed her phone aside.

"Yesss~ time for the old man to cough up the gold!"

Clearly, Xiao Chuan’s second daughter wasn’t some innocent little loli—she was a full-blown scheming brat.

Whistling, she hopped off the sofa, bare feet padding across the tatami, her short shoulder-length hair bouncing with her movements. Life was good.

"Wanwan, how could you speak about Mr. Xiao Chuan like that behind his back? He is, after all, our father in name, and he genuinely improved the lives of us sisters."

Another girl with a small, round bun hairstyle walked out carrying a meal tray, her delicate face etched with seriousness—giving off the vibe of a child playing grown-up.

Xiao Sisi, the eldest of the three sisters, once worked odd jobs to put her younger siblings through school. Now, she had become Xiao Wanwan’s manager.

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