The system only arrives when you're old? Then let's create a super-rich family!

Zhao Lin looked at the man next to Li Wan.

Is this Li Wan's current husband? It's the first time she's met him.

He looked to be in his fifties, with a receding hairline, small eyes, and an overweight figure; his stomach was held together by a belt.

Zhao Lin mentally compared Qin Mao to him.

Although the second brother was a bit dark-skinned, his 1.8-meter height, build, appearance, clothes, and even his aura were all impressive.

Everywhere is better than the person in front of me.

Following Zhao Lin's gaze, Li Wan noticed that she was sizing up her man, and immediately took Zhao Qingde's arm, saying smugly.

"This is my man, Zhao Qingde. He works at Dingsheng Group now, earning an annual salary of 800,000 yuan! That's many times more than Qin Jianjun's!"

Dingsheng Group is one of the top 50 enterprises in Jiangnan Province, mainly engaged in real estate and building materials.

Li Wan raised her chin, her face becoming increasingly smug.

Women compare themselves on three things: appearance, looks, and men.

Zhao Lin's sallow skin and rough hands were unmistakable; her clothes were cheap, and her husband earned just over five thousand yuan a month.

No matter how you look at it, it can't compare to me.

She won decisively!

Li Wan wanted to see Zhao Lin's angry and helpless expression, but instead found that the other party's face had a faint sarcasm.

Yes, she wasn't mistaken; it was mockery.

The smugness on her face froze.

What does Zhao Lin mean by this? Does she look down on her man? Does she look down on her?

An annual salary of 800,000 yuan is considered a high income in Jiangnan Province.

How much does Qin Jianjun earn in a month? Eight thousand? What right does Zhao Lin have to laugh at her?

A surge of anger rose in Li Wan's chest. She took a step forward and reached out to push Zhao Lin.

She will surely tear off Zhao Lin's disguise today and see her panicked and disheveled appearance.

What Li Wan didn't know was that Zhao Lin had already seen 100 million last night, and had repeatedly confirmed it with Qin Jianjun in bed.

Eight hundred thousand? She's not even worthy of being compared to her man!

"cough."

With a soft cough, Li Wan's hand froze in mid-air.

She glanced at the person sitting next to Zhao Lin.

He looks familiar; he seems to be Qin Mao's father, but Qin Mao's father shouldn't be this young.

"Dad, it's okay."

Zhao Lin was prepared when she saw Li Wan step forward.

If the other party dares to make a move, she will retaliate by giving Li Wan a hard slap in the face.

She'd wanted to beat that bitch for five years!

Upon learning that it was Qin Zheng, Li Wan snorted coldly but said nothing more.

The top salesperson stood watching the show from a distance.

Zhao Qingde reached out and grabbed Li Wan, smiling as he squeezed the back of her hand.

"Honey, why get angry with someone like that? Forgot today is the day we're here to pick up your car? Cheer up."

Li Wan's lips curled up again as she recalled this incident.

She stared into Zhao Lin's eyes. "What about sales?"

The top salesperson nearby quickly stepped forward, "Ms. Li, I'm here."

"Give me a Mercedes GLE, cash only, right now!"

There were already quite a few people secretly watching the show around them, and Li Wan didn't try to hide her words at all, as if she was afraid that others wouldn't know, instantly attracting the attention of most of the exhibition hall.

"A Mercedes-Benz GLE? That must cost over a million!"

"Who is this woman, acting so high-profile?"

"The man next to her is her husband. I just heard he works at Dingsheng Group and earns an annual salary of 800,000. He can afford to buy a GLE."

"Didn't you hear 'full payment'? That's a million, they certainly have the financial strength."

Zhao Qingde straightened his tie, exuding the air of a successful man.

The top salesperson's smile widened even more.

"Ms. Li, please wait a moment. We have cash on hand for this car. We'll do the decorations for you right away, and you can drive your new car away in a little while."

She took out her phone and contacted the back-end staff.

Li Wan looked at Zhao Lin with an arrogant air, as if asking, "Can you afford it?"

Just then, Qin Mao and the other two returned.

"Li Wan".

Qin Mao shouted, his tone icy.

He heard every single word Li Wan said to Zhao Lin.

This woman swindled him and his elder brother out of all their wealth, and now she wants to humiliate his sister-in-law!

"Oh, it's Qin Mao. You've gotten quite the airs, haven't you?" Li Wan was taken aback when she saw Qin Mao wearing Dior clothes. Although she said sarcastically, "Not bad dressed, all dressed up. Did you hook up with a rich woman?"

Qin Mao was indeed good-looking and had good qualities, but he lacked romance and didn't know how to provide himself with emotional value; otherwise, she wouldn't have chosen to break up with him.

"Watch your mouth, Li Wan," Qin Mao said in a low voice. "Otherwise, I don't mind hitting women."

Zhao Qingde took a step forward, blocking Li Wan's path, displaying his gentlemanly manners.

"Hitting a woman is not the act of a gentleman."

"Oh, I forgot you were forced to leave with nothing because of domestic violence."

Zhao Qingde's voice was very loud.

The people around Qin Mao suddenly looked at him with disgust.

"Domestic violence? This guy hit his wife?"

"No wonder he left with nothing, he deserved it."

"He looks respectable, but he turns out to be a domestic abuser."

Qin Mao was stunned. He hadn't expected things to develop in this direction. He wanted to say something, but the way everyone looked at him reminded him of when he was left with nothing. That was how people looked at him back then.

A sense of frustration and injustice, which I hadn't experienced in years, washed over me.

He lowered his head slightly, avoiding Li Wan's gaze.

"No! My second uncle didn't commit domestic violence! It was this woman; she tricked the police!"

Qin Zihao explained loudly, his tone excited and urgent.

He looked at his second uncle, who had been full of vigor just moments before, but suddenly became listless, and felt a pang of heartache.

Qin Mao suddenly raised his head.

His eldest nephew stood in front of him, his shoulders trembling slightly, but his back was ramrod straight.

"Zihao..."

Qin Mao felt a surge of warmth in his heart as he looked at his nephew defending him.

Li Wan's expression changed for a moment.

She stared at Qin Zihao and questioned him coldly, "Are you saying the police helped me commit perjury? Are you saying the judge made a wrong ruling?"

"Do you know that based on what you just said, I could take you to court and send you to jail!"

"you..."

"Alright."

Qin Zihao wanted to argue further, but Qin Zheng stopped him.

"Look at you, making a racket. Don't forget who you are now."

Qin Mao and Qin Zihao then realized that things were different now.

Given their status, there's no need for them to engage in a verbal battle with Li Wan.

The rich retaliate in their own way, delivering a brutal blow to those who are wronged.

Didn't Li Wan complain that they couldn't afford a car? Then let her see what kind of car they bought.

"Have you found a car yet?" Qin Zheng asked.

"Watch closely," Qin Mao replied.

Li Wan scoffed, "Status? I'd like to see what kind of car someone of your status can afford."

Her gaze swept between Qin Mao and Qin Zheng, her face bearing undisguised mockery.

Looking at the tense atmosphere, Xiaoli couldn't understand how this woman dared to be so arrogant towards Mr. Qin's family.

She still remembered Mr. Qin's generosity when he bought the car; he paid the full amount by card without even blinking.

They bought three cars, spending over 20 million yuan. When the manager found out, he humbly tried to invite them to the VIP room for tea.

Mr. Qin said domineeringly that it was unnecessary, without even glancing at the manager.

She had only ever seen such an aura in truly wealthy people.

"Is the car ready?"

Qin Mao looked at Xiao Li, who had taken them to buy a car.

"Mr. Qin, the three cars you purchased in full—the Maybach S680 Classic, the Rolls-Royce Ghost Extended Wheelbase, and the Lamborghini Urus—are all ready and can be picked up at any time."

Xiaoli's words were like a thunderbolt, silencing everyone around her for a moment before exploding into chaos.

"A Maybach S680 Collector's Edition? That car must cost at least five million!"

"A Rolls-Royce Ghost Extended Wheelbase? At least eight million on the road!"

"The Lamborghini Urus costs over five million, right?"

"Who is this family? Dressed like that, yet they own a car worth over 20 million?"

"Didn't you hear what the salesperson said? He's 'Mr. Qin.' Look at that old man sitting on the sofa, his demeanor... he can't be an ordinary person, can he?"

All eyes in the exhibition hall were on Qin Zheng.

Li Wan turned her head with difficulty and looked at Xiao Li.

"What did you say? Are you a shill they hired? Just showing off on purpose!"

She couldn't believe that Qin Mao, who couldn't even pay Zixuan's living expenses on time a year ago, was now telling her that the other party had spent 20 million to buy three luxury cars in full.

The top saleswoman looked at Xiaoli in disbelief, hoping that what Li Wan said was true.

Half an hour earlier, she and several other top salespeople had agreed that this family was just an ordinary family and had proactively pushed Xiaoli out.

Now Xiaoli tells her that this family spent more than 20 million yuan to buy three luxury cars in full.

Doesn't this mean they're blind to talent?

She felt that Xiaoli's eyes were full of mockery when she looked at her.

Just as Xiaoli was about to speak, Qin Zheng's voice came again.

"Three vehicles are a bit too few."

Qin Zheng took out his black gold card and threw it on the table.

"Call your manager over here and tell me how many cars in your store cost over ten million. Buy them all."

"Full payment, by card!"