He wants to adopt a younger sister, but his aloof wife disagrees.

The winter sun peeked through thin clouds, casting a faint golden glow on this magical park nestled on the coast of the East China Sea. Despite it being a weekday, Shanghai Disneyland was still packed with people. Adults and children alike seemed to be infected by the pervasive magic of joy, temporarily forgetting the troubles of the real world.

Of course, for Su Xiaoruan, the magic here is even greater.

At seven o'clock in the morning, on the top floor of Tomson Riviera.

Su Xiaoruan, who is usually exhausted from filming and can stay in bed until noon, was like a little alarm clock with a nuclear-powered motor today, "disturbing the peace" in the living room before six o'clock.

"Get up! Get up! The sun's already high in the sky!"

Su Xiaoruan, dressed in a pink dinosaur-themed onesie and holding two stainless steel spatulas, stood at the master bedroom door, banging on it and shouting, "Brother! Sister! We promised Disneyland! Whoever stays in bed is a dog!"

The door opened.

Jiang Che, dressed in dark gray loungewear, leaned helplessly against the doorway, watching the "dinosaur" leaping around, a doting smile playing on his lips: "It's only seven o'clock now, the park doesn't open until nine. Are you going so early to help Mickey sweep the floor?"

"The early bird catches the worm! Early birds don't have to queue!" Su Xiaoruan declared confidently, then shoved a neatly folded set of clothes into Jiang Che's arms. "Go change! This is a 'matching outfit' I put together last night... no, a 'family outfit'! You have to wear it!"

Jiang Che unfolded the clothes and took a look.

Good guy.

A white sweatshirt with a giant Mickey Mouse head printed on it, paired with light blue jeans, and... a headband with Mickey Mouse ears.

"I refuse." Jiang Che frowned slightly as he looked at the headband. He, the dignified CEO of Sky Dome Capital Asia, a ruthless figure feared by European old money, wearing this?

"Objection overruled!" Su Xiaoruan put her hands on her hips. "I've already sent my sister's plan through. She's Minnie, you're Mickey, and I'm... hehe, I'm the third wheel, Gao Fei!"

Just then, Shen Qingge came out after changing her clothes.

The powerful female CEO who always wore haute couture suits, 10cm red-soled heels, and exuded an aura of authority was gone. In her place was a pure and innocent girl-next-door wearing a Minnie Mouse sweatshirt, a high ponytail, and white sneakers.

She tugged at the hem of her hoodie shyly, a faint blush on her face, and looked at Jiang Che: "Um... isn't this a little too childish?"

Jiang Che's gaze lingered on her for a long time, a hint of amazement flashing in his eyes.

Without her armor, Shen Qingge's beauty becomes even more vivid and captivating.

"Not childish."

Jiang Che walked over, naturally put his arm around her waist, and leaned down to peck her lips: "Very pretty. Like a high school student."

"Ahem! Mind your manners! There are minors here!" Su Xiaoruan covered her eyes, but her fingers were wide open.

Jiang Che smiled helplessly, picked up the Mickey Mouse headband, and resignedly put it on his head.

"Let's go." Jiang Che took the hands of the two women, one big and one small. "Today, I'll be your personal tour guide and porter."

……

Nine o'clock in the morning, at the entrance of Disneyland.

Long queues had already formed at the regular tourist entrance, the winding lines inspiring despair at first glance. But for Jiang Che and his group, queuing was not an issue.

A black Rolls-Royce drove directly into the park's VIP parking lot.

The Vice President of Disney Greater China, who had been waiting there (having come personally after receiving a call from the Secretariat of Sky Capital), stood respectfully beside the car with four exclusive escorts known as "Royal Guides".

"Mr. Jiang, Ms. Shen, Ms. Su, welcome to the Wonderful World." The vice president, a kind-looking chubby man, smiled like a real-life Winnie the Pooh. "I'm the person in charge for today. To ensure a great experience for all three of you, we've opened the 'Supreme Dream Passage' for you. You can skip the queues for any ride and enter directly from the exit in reverse order. In addition, we've reserved the best viewing spots for all the shows."

"Thank you." Jiang Che nodded slightly, his expression calm.

Su Xiaoruan wore a mask and sunglasses, covering herself up completely, afraid of being recognized by fans and causing a commotion. But even with her face covered, her expensive limited-edition streetwear and unique style still attracted the attention of many passersby.

"Brother! I want to ride that! Tron Lightcycle Power Run!"

As soon as she entered the park, Su Xiaoruan pointed to the futuristic blue building in the distance and shouted.

"Okay, let's go."

The three of them used the VIP lane, which was completely empty. While ordinary tourists were still waiting in line for two hours, they were already sitting on the first row of motorcycles.

"Aaaaaahh ...

As the light wheel started, amidst the breathtaking acceleration and weightlessness, Su Xiaoruan and Shen Qingge's screams echoed through the sky.

Jiang Che sat next to Shen Qingge. His physical abilities had been enhanced by the system, so this level of overload felt like riding a rocking horse to him. But he still held Shen Qingge's hand tightly, giving her the most solid support.

After one round.

Shen Qingge's legs were a little weak. She leaned against Jiang Che, panting, her cheeks flushed, but her eyes sparkled with excitement: "So exciting! Jiang Che, I've never dared to do this before!"

"With me here, you can do whatever you want from now on." Jiang Che handed her a bottle of water and tidied her bangs that had been messed up by the wind.

The next few hours were practically a carnival for Su Xiaoruan.

Soaring Over the Horizon, Pirates of the Caribbean, Seven Dwarfs Mine Train...

Jiang Che acted as the perfect "all-around boyfriend/brother" throughout. He not only carried bags, bought water, and handed out tissues, but also demonstrated photography skills that left all other boyfriends in despair (the system reward of "God-level Photography").

In his lens, Shen Qingge is no longer the aloof CEO, but a princess who smiles back on a carousel; Su Xiaoruan is no longer the heir burdened with the family's responsibilities, but a happy foodie who gnaws on a turkey leg with her mouth full of oil.

"Click."

Jiang Che held up his camera and snapped a photo of the two of them holding hands and laughing in front of the castle.

In the photo, the sun shines brightly, and a gentle breeze blows. The two most important women in his life are smiling radiantly.

At this moment, Jiang Che felt that he wouldn't trade this photograph for all the wealth of the Rothschild family.

……

Around noon.

After playing for a while, the three of them arrived at Club 33, the most mysterious and high-end private club in the park.

This place is not open to the public; only a very small number of top-tier members can enter.

Sitting on the second-floor terrace, enjoying a Michelin-starred chef's special lunch while overlooking the bustling crowd below, the tranquility amidst the hustle and bustle is truly captivating.

"Brother, we're going to see the parade this afternoon! I heard that the new actress, Lina Belle, is in today's parade!" Su Xiaoruan swung her legs, though she was too tired to move, she still stubbornly insisted.

"Okay." Jiang Che cut a piece of steak and placed it on her plate. "Eat more, you'll have the energy to chase after your idols when you're full."

Just then, a noisy argument suddenly broke out downstairs.

"Get out of the way! Everyone get out of the way! Can't you see we're filming?!"

"Hey kid! Get out of the camera's way! Where are your parents? Where the hell are they?"

Jiang Che frowned slightly, put down his knife and fork, and looked down.

On the route that the floats would take downstairs, a group of people carrying long lenses and cameras were roughly pushing and shoving the surrounding tourists, forcibly carving out a large open space.

Surrounded in the middle was a young woman wearing an exaggerated pink Lolita dress, heavy makeup, and live-streaming on her phone.

"My family! My babies! This is Disneyland! Sweetie has the whole place to herself today! She's bringing you a live stream of the parade! Love you all! Mwah!"

The internet celebrity known as "Sweetie" sweetly coquettishly addressed the camera, but then turned around and verbally abused a little girl who accidentally smeared ice cream on the hem of her skirt.

"Are you blind?! Do you know how much this dress cost? Can you afford to pay for it if you get it dirty?!"

The little girl burst into tears, and the young mother next to her quickly apologized, "I'm so sorry! The child didn't mean it. I'll pay for the dry cleaning..."

"Dry cleaning fee? This is haute couture! I have to throw it away! Pay up! Thirty thousand yuan! Not a penny less!" The internet celebrity was aggressive, and the two burly bodyguards behind him stepped forward and shoved the mother, almost knocking her over.

Although the surrounding tourists were angry, they dared not speak out when they saw the two bodyguards.

"There's trash like this everywhere!" Su Xiaoruan slammed her fork down in anger. "Meeting a Hollywood director in Phuket is one thing, but to run into this C-list internet celebrity back home? This is such a disgrace to Disney!"

Shen Qingge frowned as well: "That location is a public area, what right does she have to claim it as her own?"

Jiang Che wiped his mouth, stood up, and asked with a slightly cold look, "Are you full?"

"I'm full!" Su Xiaoruan immediately stood up, rubbing her hands together excitedly. "Brother, are we going to do some chivalrous deeds?"

"No," Jiang Che said calmly, "We are civilized people, we won't resort to violence. We'll... reason with them."

……

Downstairs, the argument continued.

The internet celebrity known as "Sweetie" not only persisted in her accusations but also pointed the camera at the crying little girl, inciting her fans in the live stream to cyberbully the mother and daughter.

"Family members, please be the judge! These brats are truly motherless! They ruined someone's dress worth tens of thousands of yuan and won't even pay for it! We must expose them today!"

The live stream chat was instantly flooded with comments, all of them cursing the mother.

Just as the mother was about to cry and was about to take out her phone to transfer money to settle the matter,

A long, slender, fair hand pressed down on her phone.

"You don't need to pay this money."

A clear, cold voice rang out.

Everyone turned around.

Shen Qingge, holding Su Xiaoruan's hand, with Jiang Che following behind, stood in the center of the crowd with an aura of power, as if they had stepped out of a magazine.

Although they were wearing masks, their aura as top-tier millionaires instantly overshadowed the loud and boisterous internet celebrity.

"Who are you? Mind your own business!" The internet celebrity, Sweetie, sized Shen Qingge up and down, noticing her seemingly ordinary (but actually exorbitantly priced limited edition) hoodie. She scoffed, "Oh, you're wearing a Mickey Mouse hoodie too? You got it for 9.9 yuan with free shipping on Taobao, right? Don't play the good guy, or I'll expose you too!"

Shen Qingge ignored her sarcasm, instead squatting down, taking out a tissue to wipe the little girl's tears, and then taking out a delicate Mickey Mouse doll from her bag and handing it to her.

"Don't cry, this is for you. That auntie is a bad witch, ignore her."

"Who are you calling a witch?!" Sweetie exploded. "Bodyguards! Throw these troublemakers out of here!"

The two bodyguards were about to make their move.

Jiang Che stepped forward and stood in front of Shen Qingge.

He didn't make a move; he simply took off his sunglasses, and his deep, cold eyes swept over the two bodyguards.

Just one glance.

The two bodyguards, who had experience in the underworld, were like prehistoric beasts, their hair standing on end, frozen in place, not daring to move.

That was murderous intent.

It's the murderous aura of someone who has truly crawled out of piles of corpses and seen blood.

"What... what do you want to do? Hit someone? I'm live streaming! Millions of people are watching!" Sweetie took a step back guiltily and shoved her phone into Jiang Che's face.

"live streaming?"

Jiang Che looked at the phone screen, a playful smile playing on his lips:

"Perfect timing. I also wanted to ask the millions of viewers in your live stream, or the MCN agency behind you."

"Since when did Disney become your backyard? A place where you can arbitrarily claim territory, verbally abuse tourists, and even extort money?"

"Extortion? I'm demanding compensation!" Sweetie shrieked. "This dress is a brand new Chanel dress from the current season! Thirty thousand yuan!"

"Chanel?"

Jiang Che glanced at the dress, chuckled, and said with a tone full of disdain:

"If I'm not mistaken, the lace stitching on your dress is rough, the logo is misaligned, and the fabric is cheap synthetic fiber."

"This is at most a 300 RMB counterfeit from Guangzhou Baima Clothing City."

"You're trying to extort money from someone by selling a counterfeit item and demanding 30,000 yuan in compensation? What is that if not extortion?"

"You...you're talking nonsense! What makes you think it's fake!" Sweetie's face flushed red, clearly her sore spot had been hit.

"On what grounds?"

At this moment, Shen Qingge, who had been silent, took off her mask.

That stunningly beautiful face, which often appears on the covers of financial magazines, was exposed without reservation to the live broadcast camera.

"Because I am Shen Qingge."

Shen Qingge's voice was clear and cold, and resounding:

"The Shen Group is Chanel's largest strategic partner in Greater China. I know better than anyone whether the dress you're wearing is real or fake."

boom--!

The live stream chat exploded.

"Holy crap! It's Shen Qingge! President Shen!"

"My God! That female CEO with a net worth of hundreds of billions?! Alive?!"

"Who's that handsome guy? Could it be the legendary gigolo Jiang Che?!"

"Hahaha! This internet celebrity has really messed up! Showing off in front of the real product with counterfeit goods!"

Sweetie stared at Shen Qingge's face, completely dumbfounded. Although she was an internet celebrity, she knew who Shen Qingge was. She was the queen of the financial world, a powerful figure who could blacklist her a hundred times with a flick of her finger.

"Mr. Shen... Mr. Shen..." Sweetie's voice trembled.

"besides."

At this moment, Su Xiaoruan also took off her sunglasses and mask, revealing her face, which is extremely well-known nationwide, and made a face at the camera:

"Sister, who did you just call a brat?"

"Su...Su Xiaoruan?!"

The surrounding tourists instantly erupted in excitement!

"Ahhh! It's Xiao Ruan! Oh my god! The whole family of three has come together!"

"This is a real top influencer! That other internet celebrity is nothing!"

Sweetie nearly dropped her phone. Didn't she check the almanac before going out today? How did she manage to offend these two powerful figures?!

"Not only that."

Jiang Che looked at Tian Tian, ​​whose face had turned ashen, took out his phone, and dialed a number:

"Hello, is this the CEO of Xingyao Media? This is Jiang Che."

"One of your livestreamers, named 'Sweetie,' seriously disrupted public order at Disneyland and is also suspected of extortion and selling counterfeit goods."

"I think this kind of artist is not suitable to appear in the public eye."

"Seal it off."

The voice of Xingyao's CEO, filled with trepidation, came from the other end of the phone: "Yes, yes, yes! Mr. Jiang, please calm down! I'll handle it immediately! Permanent ban! Remove from all online platforms!"

next second.

Sweetie's live stream went black.

"The live stream has been permanently banned due to the streamer's suspected violation of regulations."

"No!!! My fans! My account!!"

Sweetie let out a scream and collapsed to the ground. She was finished. Her account, which she had painstakingly built up over several years, was completely ruined because of one moment of showing off.

Jiang Che put away his phone, not even glancing at her, and turned to the surrounding tourists, saying:

"Sorry to have interrupted everyone's enjoyment. The ticket for that little girl, as well as all the expenses of the tourists present today who were affected by her, will all be paid by Qingche Entertainment."

"Wow--!!!"

"Long live General Jiang!"

"The domineering CEO trope has become a reality!"

"That's so cool!"

Amid cheers from the crowd, Jiang Che, holding Shen Qingge and Su Xiaoruan's hands, concealed his accomplishments and walked towards the best viewing spot for the parade.

……

Night falls.

Brilliant fireworks lit up the sky above Disney's castle.

The colorful lights illuminated the night sky and also the three happy faces beneath the castle.

Jiang Che stood on the private terrace, with one arm around Shen Qingge and the other holding Su Xiaoruan's hand.

"So beautiful," Su Xiaoruan murmured to herself, watching the fireworks. "If only time could stop at this moment."

"Time won't stop," Jiang Che said softly, "but as long as we're together, every tomorrow will be more beautiful than today."

Shen Qingge leaned against his chest, looking at the starry sky, her heart filled with peace.

Having weathered so many storms, from the intrigues and power struggles in Beijing to the life-or-death situations in Southeast Asia, and then to the political machinations in Europe.

In truth, all she wanted was this moment.

Jiang Che.

"Um?"

Let's have a child.

Shen Qingge suddenly spoke, her voice soft but firm.

Jiang Che was stunned for a moment, then tightened his arms and lowered his head to kiss her lips:

"it is good."