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

Sunlight filters through layers of branches and leaves along the forest trails of Longhu Manor, casting dappled, fragmented light.

Wang Zhaoyue wore a light apricot-colored floral dress, her long hair loosely tied up, with a few strands falling beside her fair cheeks, making her look gentle and soft.

She had dressed up carefully today; her eyes were bright and lively, and her smile was sweet. From afar, she looked like the most soothing breeze of early autumn.

"Qin Ziyang." Wang Zhaoyue walked up to him, tilted her head slightly, and asked in a soft, gentle voice, "Where are we going to do our live stream today?"

She vividly remembers that tens of millions of viewers in her live stream last night expressed their reluctance to part ways with her.

Qin Ziyang looked up at Wang Zhaoyue, a complex emotion flashing across his eyes before he quickly concealed it.

The trigger for the Xie family's troubles ultimately boils down to his connection with Wang Zhaoyue and her engagement to Xie Mingqiu.

At this moment, facing Wang Zhaoyue, whose smile was pure and without any ulterior motives, he instinctively felt a sense of estrangement.

He wanted to refuse, to deliberately distance himself, to avoid further contact between the two and prevent the Qin family from attracting further targeting and suppression from the Xie family.

But looking at the girl's expectant eyes, the words of refusal stuck in his throat, and he ultimately couldn't bring himself to say them.

He knew very well that Wang Zhaoyue herself had no malicious intent; she simply enjoyed the atmosphere of the live stream and had no intention of getting involved in the power struggles within her social circle.

If I am too cold and harsh in my attitude, and make her feel wronged and unhappy for no reason, that would be really inappropriate.

After all, the Wang family is an even more formidable family than the Xie family. If Wang Zhaoyue becomes unhappy, her family might find out and cause even greater trouble for her older brother, Qin Zihao.

After a brief hesitation, Qin Ziyang spoke slowly, trying to keep his tone calm:

"I have some personal matters to attend to today, so I won't be appearing on camera with you. The live stream room, equipment, and cameraman are all yours; you can stream whatever you want."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Xianglin, who was waiting nearby, turned around and looked completely astonished.

He arrived early with his equipment, intending to follow Qin Ziyang as usual, but unexpectedly, Qin Ziyang didn't appear on camera today, handing over the entire live stream to Wang Zhaoyue.

This truly surprised him, and made him realize that Wang Zhaoyue was definitely special in Qin Ziyang's heart.

Wang Zhaoyue's eyes flickered slightly; her keen sensitivity allowed her to instantly detect the change in Qin Ziyang's attitude.

Yesterday, the two were very natural and intimate during the live stream, and their interactions were relaxed and casual. However, in just one night, Qin Ziyang clearly and deliberately distanced himself, and his tone was polite but distant.

She was certain that something had happened, and it was something that involved both her and the Qin family.

But she didn't press the matter on the spot; she simply nodded obediently, her smile unchanged.

"Okay, then I'll do the live stream for you and make sure the viewership stays high."

After saying that, she turned around and waved to Zhang Xianglin, "You're the photographer, right? Come with me."

Zhang Xianglin immediately picked up the gimbal equipment and quickly followed, his mind full of doubts, but he dared not ask a single question.

The two left the courtyard one after the other and walked slowly along the lakeside path of the manor.

Once out of Qin Ziyang's sight, Wang Zhaoyue turned to look at Zhang Xianglin and said casually:

"What happened to the Qin family?"

Zhang Xianglin's heart tightened, and he quickly shook his head:

"I'm just Ziyang's college roommate. I'm only here to help with the photography. Apart from Ziyang, I have no contact with anything else related to the Qin family."

He was telling the truth.

Zhang Xianglin was genuinely unaware of the power struggle at the top level, including the Qin family's suppression by the Xie family and the turmoil in the business world.

Moreover, this is far beyond the reach of an ordinary college student like him.

Wang Zhaoyue remained silent for two seconds, her gentle smile slowly fading, a faint sense of pressure flashing in her eyes.

Her tone remained gentle, yet carried an undeniable weight: "You know about Qin Ziyang?"

Zhang Xianglin blinked and nodded in affirmation.

Wang Zhaoyue smiled and said, "Let me remind you, my background is such that even the Qin family and Qin Ziyang have to treat me with caution and respect."

This statement, though lacking in strong language, conveys a direct and clear threat.

"Tell me about Qin Ziyang's past."

Zhang Xianglin felt a chill run down his spine.

He was caught in the middle, torn between his brother's privacy and Wang Zhaoyue's terrifying background.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally succumbed to the pressure and gave in.

"Sister Zhaoyue, can I tell you about Ziyang from our time in college?"

After Wang Zhaoyue gave her tacit approval, Zhang Xianglin gathered his thoughts and slowly began to speak.

He picked out some small things that showed Qin Ziyang's good character and told them about them.

Wang Zhaoyue listened quietly, her eyes softening with tenderness. After a moment, she asked in a seemingly casual voice:

Did he have a girlfriend in college?

Zhang Xianglin's body stiffened abruptly, and his mind went blank for a moment.

Wang Zhaoyue clearly has a good impression of Qin Ziyang; she's planning to investigate her good friend's background.

His instinct was to cover it up, not wanting past events to affect their relationship.

Without hesitation, he immediately shook his head: "No."

Wang Zhaoyue saw through Zhang Xianglin's little scheme at a glance, just by looking at his flustered and evasive eyes.

A sly smile played on her lips. "You lied."

Under pressure, Zhang Xianglin nodded: "We did talk, but we broke up later."

Wang Zhaoyue glanced sideways, her clear eyes carrying a predictable pressure:

"To be honest, don't lie to me. Don't forget what I said. Even if you don't tell me, I can easily find out the truth by having someone investigate."

Zhang Xianglin sighed with a wry smile and had no choice but to tell the truth.

"Ziyang did date someone named Yang Xue, who was an upperclassman at our school."

He emphasized, "However, the two of them at most held hands, but they didn't even get to know each other better."

Wang Zhaoyue nodded, signaling Zhang Xianglin to continue.

"Things were going well for the two of them after graduation," Zhang Xianglin said slowly.

"Yang Xue's mother demanded a bride price of 388,000 yuan for the engagement and another 888,000 yuan for the wedding, totaling more than one million yuan. She also demanded that the marriage be completed within one year."

Wang Zhaoyue raised an eyebrow slightly upon hearing this, her tone calm:

"Given the Qin family's current size, a million or so is negligible, even too little. So, why did they separate in the first place?"

"Things were different back then," Zhang Xianglin quickly explained.

"Back then, Grandpa Qin hadn't yet revealed his wealthy background. Ziyang, like us, came from an ordinary family with little savings. A dowry of over a million yuan was difficult for even a well-off or middle-class family to come up with all at once, let alone an ordinary family."

"Ziyang didn't refuse immediately. Before he could give a clear answer, we bumped into Yang Xue on a blind date with a rich second-generation at the mall."

Wang Zhaoyue's eyes flickered slightly as she pressed, "Did Yang Xue try to persuade him to stay?"

"Yes." Zhang Xianglin nodded.

Wang Zhaoyue's eyes brightened slightly, and she asked softly, "What about Qin Ziyang? What did he do?"

Zhang Xianglin: "Ziyang didn't even glance at her from beginning to end. His expression was indifferent. He turned around and left without any hesitation. It can be said that he cut ties cleanly."

After hearing the whole story, Wang Zhaoyue smiled sweetly and admiringly.

"good."

"He can take things on and let them go without hesitation; that's true masculinity."

Zhang Xianglin breathed a sigh of relief. To prevent Wang Zhaoyue from continuing the topic of Qin Ziyang, he casually said:

"How about we start a live stream? The viewers in the chat room are probably getting impatient to see you."

Once reminded, Wang Zhaoyue nodded, "Then let's start broadcasting."

Within ten seconds of the live stream starting, the number of online viewers surged to several million.

Fans who were following the event flocked to the screen and flooded it with comments, and the number of viewers continued to rise.

[Miss Zhaoyue is finally streaming! I watched it yesterday and still wanted more!]

My wife is stunningly beautiful again today, and her gentleness is irresistible!

The scrolling comments were full of goodwill, all directed at Wang Zhaoyue.

Wang Zhaoyue raised her hand and waved gently at the camera, "Good morning, everyone."

As soon as he finished speaking, several unexpected comments popped up on the screen.

[Wait a minute, where's Dream Bro? Why didn't we see him on camera?]

[Yeah, it's usually Dream Bro leading the team, why is it only girls today?]

[Where did Dream Bro go? Is he slacking off?]

Seeing this, Wang Zhaoyue gently explained, "Brother Dream has some personal matters to attend to today and is unable to appear on camera. I will be doing the broadcast in his place and take you on a tour."

The viewers immediately understood and started making fun of it.

[Got it, the super-rich are always busy!]

[This is the daily life of a true expert, something ordinary people can never experience.]

The relaxed atmosphere lasted less than two seconds before the live stream took a sharp turn, with the chat flooded with comments from viewers eager for gossip. A special effect of a top-of-the-line sports car gift suddenly exploded, filling the screen with golden light.

Is Miss Zhaoyue Dream Bro's assistant or his girlfriend?

This question instantly struck a chord with all the viewers, causing the chat to explode.

[I bet my girlfriend! Their interactions are way too sweet; they're definitely not just friends!]

[Definitely not an assistant. What assistant could be so closely following a top streamer every day?]

[If they can even do live streaming on behalf of others, how can they be assistants?]

Looking at the barrage of comments filling the screen, Wang Zhaoyue smiled helplessly and shook her head slightly, but did not give a direct explanation, neither admitting nor denying it.

Her actions only solidified the speculation among her viewers.

Hehe, shaking your head means you agree! Those who know, know!

With Miss Zhaoyue's top-tier temperament and social circle knowledge, how could she possibly be just a work assistant? She's definitely one of us!

[It's confirmed!]

Wang Zhaoyue didn't want the live stream to keep focusing on personal relationships, so she said:

"You've all probably heard of the 'Emperor's Mansion,' where money can get you into the ordinary floors, but it's said that you need a very high status to get into the seventeenth and eighteenth floors. Well then, today I'll take you up floor by floor to see the top."

The moment those words were spoken, the live stream went silent for a moment, then erupted in chaos.

[Seventeen or eighteen floors? Rumor has it that this is the exclusive property of the top twenty richest people in Jiangnan!]

[This is the first time I've ever seen a top-tier private domain!]

[Daily Task: Accidentally Entering the Heavenly Palace (1/1) - Check-in Successfully Completed!]

[This person who led us straight to the top floor—this can't be just an assistant; their identity is far more terrifying than we imagined!]

No wonder they won't admit to their relationship; these two are definitely a perfect match!

The barrage of comments was incredibly fast, filled with shock and envy.

Zhang Xianglin held up the camera and silently followed beside him, his heart filled with emotion.

The Emperor Hotel has seventeen or eighteen floors; you can go up whenever you want.

Wang Zhaoyue's background is far more astonishing than it appears on the surface.

In the afternoon, at the top-floor conference room of Genting Tower.

More than thirty wealthy merchants from Jiangnan gathered together once again after receiving a second summons from the Qin family.

After everyone was seated, they looked at each other, their eyes filled with uncertainty and trepidation.

Everyone was watching and waiting. At this moment, the Qin family urgently summoned everyone, and everyone subconsciously thought that the Qin family had opened up supply channels and found a way to break the deadlock against the Xie family's suppression.

Quiet discussions rose and fell in the conference room.

"It seems that President Qin has already resolved the crisis, otherwise he wouldn't have suddenly summoned us."

"It must be because they've secured a supply chain in another province, which means we can keep the project on schedule."

Many people secretly breathed a sigh of relief, calmed down a bit, and decided to continue to observe.

Just as everyone's thoughts were wandering, the side door of the conference room opened, and Qin Zihao, dressed in a dark suit, walked into the room with a steady gait, a stern aura, and an expressionless face.

After he sat down, his cold gaze slowly swept across the entire room, and an invisible sense of oppression instantly enveloped the entire conference room, silencing all the discussions.

Before anyone could probe, Qin Zihao spoke first, his tone cold and decisive.

"I've gathered you all here today for only one thing."

He glanced at the expensive watch on his wrist, his voice clearly reaching everyone's ears:

"I'll give you all ten minutes. Anyone who voluntarily gets up and leaves this meeting room within ten minutes will have all outsourcing contracts and cooperation agreements with the Qin family immediately voided."

The pupils of everyone in the room contracted sharply, and they were instantly stunned, their faces filled with disbelief.

But the next second, Qin Zihao's next words sent chills down everyone's spines.

"But let me make this clear: those who leave voluntarily today will be barred from ever entering the Jiangnan business district, and their businesses will never be allowed to set foot in Jiangnan again, as long as the Qin family remains established in Jiangnan."

The entire room was deathly silent; you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone instantly understood Qin Zihao's meaning. This wasn't a contract termination benefit at all; it was a blatant act of taking sides and forcing him to resign!

The options are either to completely align with the Qin family and stand shoulder to shoulder against the Xie family's suppression, or to completely sever ties, abandon all markets in Jiangnan, and utterly destroy the local foundation.

One of the Mediterranean-looking shop owners was the first to stand up, frowning as he retorted, his tone filled with defiance and resistance:

"Mr. Qin, this is far too domineering! Even if a deal falls through, we can still maintain good relations. We voluntarily terminate the contract and will only need to pay the penalty for breach of contract. Why are you trying to drive us to such a desperate situation?"

The Xie family's power is terrifying; they can easily block the entire downstream supply chain in Jiangnan. This is only the first round of suppression, and the subsequent methods are unknown.

To risk the entire family's fortune and directly confront the top families in Beijing in order to profit from the Qin family's projects is simply not worth it.

He wasn't the only one; most of the wealthy businessmen present shared the same thought.

They only wanted to remain neutral and observe, waiting for the Qin family and the Xie family to decide the winner before turning around and siding with the victor, ensuring a sure profit. They had no intention of getting involved in the turmoil of the top-level social circle's power struggle.

Many people echoed this sentiment, their tone tactful but full of retreat.

"Yes, Mr. Qin, there's no need to be so resolute."

"Business cooperation is based on voluntariness, and we simply cannot afford the risk of suppression from the Xie family."

Everyone had their own thoughts, and no one wanted to be completely tied to the unknown ship that was the Qin family.

Qin Zihao remained expressionless, ignoring the murmurs of the crowd. He simply raised his eyes, glanced at his watch again, and said indifferently, "Nine minutes left."

With just five simple words, they declared that there was no room for negotiation.

The hearts of everyone present tightened suddenly, confirming that the Qin family was serious this time, and there was no joking about it.

After a brief standoff, the Mediterranean-looking shop owner gritted his teeth and said:

"Mr. Qin, I'm sorry."

After saying that, he didn't linger and quickly walked out of the conference room.

He didn't think the Qin family could weather this storm. In the end, he wouldn't have to leave Jiangnan Province, and he could use this opportunity to show that he had nothing to do with the Qin family, thus avoiding being targeted indiscriminately by the Xie family.

Once the first person takes the lead, a chain reaction immediately ensues.

One after another, the wealthy businessmen stood up, apologized, and left.

The conference room, which was originally full of more than 30 people, was almost empty in just two minutes, with more than half of the people leaving.

In the end, only twelve figures remained in the arena.

It was Shen Jianting from the top eleven wealthy families in Jiangnan Province and the Nine Heavens Dragon Court.

The twelve people looked at each other with solemn expressions. No one spoke, and they all lowered their heads in silence, their eyes meeting in a subtle way, communicating without words.

Everyone was watching quietly at the last minute, waiting to see if anyone would back out and leave.