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

A hint of reluctance and regret quietly crept into Qin Ziyang's eyes as he looked at Wang Zhaoyue.

This subtle emotion was precisely captured by the perceptive Wang Zhaoyue.

Her gaze turned cold, and she instantly looked up, her tone stubborn and distant as she coldly questioned him.

"Are you pitying me? Do I need your pity?"

If it were any other day, Qin Ziyang might have been a little reserved in the face of her cold and assertive tone.

But at this moment, he was at peace, simply shaking his head gently, his eyes filled with tenderness and openness, and speaking softly.

"I don't pity you, I just can't understand you."

"The Wang family is already one of the most prestigious families in the Dragon Kingdom, and they no longer need to rely on marriage alliances to solidify their position. Why would they sacrifice a girl's lifelong happiness for such a transaction?"

"My grandfather would never treat me like that. He always respected my ideas and supported my choices."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Ziyang slowly began to recount the scene of his grandfather, Qin Zheng, talking to him late that night in the study.

He recounted how Qin Zheng asked him about his future aspirations, how he hadn't been confident enough in his initial response, and how Qin Zheng had earnestly corrected him and encouraged him to be confident and live life as he pleased.

Every word and phrase reflects the elders' purest favoritism and respect, without any constraints or ties, only their fulfillment.

Wang Zhaoyue listened quietly, remaining silent throughout. The coldness in her eyes gradually faded, replaced by a deep sense of envy and bitterness.

After a long while, she finally spoke slowly in a hoarse voice.

"Your Qin family is different after all."

"Our Wang family has strict rules, and all members are born with family responsibilities. Anyone who is greedy for comfort and unwilling to make progress will be directly sent to a remote area to be tempered. Only when they have figured things out and are willing to take responsibility will they be qualified to return to the main family and receive resources for training."

"You should have heard of Bai Lingxi. She seems to be incredibly successful and decisive, but she also fought her way up step by step."

She looked up at Qin Ziyang, her eyes filled with genuine envy.

"Qin Ziyang, you are so lucky to have a grandfather who loves you so much."

So, even children from wealthy families can choose freely?

The stark contrast between the fates of people of the same kind caused her emotions to fluctuate wildly.

In addition, the excessive drinking throughout the night caused the alcohol to take full effect, engulfing the entire body.

A wave of intense drowsiness, mixed with endless grievances, washed over her instantly. Her eyes reddened slightly, and two lines of clear tears slid down her fair cheeks without warning.

The next second, her body went limp, she couldn't support herself anymore, her head tilted to the side, and she fell into a deep sleep, leaning against Qin Ziyang's shoulder and finally lying softly in his arms.

A soft, warm body came into my arms, light and delicate.

Qin Ziyang subconsciously looked down. The girl in his arms had her eyes closed, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and the tear stains in her eyes were not yet dry. Her fair cheeks were flushed with the rosy hue of drunkenness, and also with the slight redness of crying. She looked pitiful and endearing.

Her delicate and smooth skin felt wonderful to the touch, her slender arms were soft and boneless, and a faint, elegant fragrance lingered around her nose, mixed with the slightly tipsy scent of alcohol, making her both gentle and alluring.

At this moment, Qin Ziyang's heart stirred slightly, and a strong protective instinct arose inexplicably within him. He couldn't help but want to reach out and tightly embrace the girl in front of him, who was pretending to be strong but was actually vulnerable, to protect her.

But just as this feeling of excitement began, a chill suddenly enveloped his entire body.

A tall, imposing figure stood silently in front of the booth table, exuding an overwhelming sense of oppression.

Long Er stood quietly, his eyes sharp as an eagle's and icy cold, fixed on Qin Ziyang. His bloody and chilling killing intent surged wildly and pressed down heavily.

The eldest daughter of the Wang family, with such a noble status, was now being intimately embraced and held in the arms of a young man from Jiangnan with a different surname.

If the Wang or Xie families were to witness this scene, the consequences would be unimaginable. Neither Qin Ziyang nor his bodyguard could bear the responsibility.

A strong sense of crisis enveloped him, yet Qin Ziyang remained unusually calm.

He looked up and met Long Er's cold gaze, his tone calm and steady as he spoke first:

"I'll take Zhaoyue back to her hotel."

As soon as he finished speaking, he slowly got up, carefully placed his arms across his body, and steadily lifted the unconscious Wang Zhaoyue into his arms.

The person in my arms was obedient and docile, without any struggle.

But at that moment, Long Er's terrifying aura surged again, his legs tensed, and he was about to step forward to stop him.

The next moment, Wang Zhaoyue, who was in a deep sleep, seemed to sense the movement outside. She subconsciously raised her slender, fair arms and gently hooked them around Qin Ziyang's neck, pressing them tightly together and unwilling to let go.

The intimate gestures were natural and showed a strong sense of dependence.

Long Er's steps forward abruptly halted, all his movements instantly frozen.

Since his young mistress had taken the initiative to get close to him, he had neither the right nor the courage to forcibly separate them.

In a flash, Long Er suddenly turned his head, leaped into the air, and with swift and fierce movements, threw a precise punch.

"Snap!"

The high-definition surveillance camera in the corner of the ceiling shattered instantly, its parts scattered all over the floor.

The store manager and security personnel were instantly terrified by this sudden scene, their faces turned pale, and they trembled, not daring to step forward.

Long Er landed, walked expressionlessly to the group, casually took out a black card, and gently tossed it onto the table, his voice cold and deep.

"There are ten million in the card, which is to compensate you for your losses."

The manager looked at the black card on the table, not daring to utter a single word of objection. He quickly bowed and nodded, his voice trembling.

"Okay, okay!"

The security personnel were so frightened that they all stepped back, making way for a clear passage, and no one dared to obstruct them in the slightest.

Long Er turned around and looked at Qin Ziyang again, his eyes cold and serious, his tone carrying an undeniable authority.

"I'll go out and clear the area first. You can come out when I call you."

After saying that, he strode out of the bar.

Several crisp sounds of shattering glass rang out from outside the door.

A moment later, Ryuji's voice came from outside the door.

"You can leave now, come out."

Qin Ziyang looked down at Wang Zhaoyue, who was sleeping peacefully in his arms, and at her slender, flawless arms that were tightly wrapped around his neck. His heart stirred slightly.

A gentle smile crept onto his lips as he held the person in his arms tightly with both hands, then calmly strode away.