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

A brief silence fell over the room.

The air was so quiet that you could hear the soft rustling of the evening breeze through the windowsill.

Bai Lingxi's eyes were clear, her expression more serious than ever before. She stared intently at Wang Zhaoyue on the bed and slowly spoke:

"Moon, tell me honestly, are you serious about Qin Ziyang?"

From the sight of Qin Ziyang's delicate hands still around his neck when he returned, she vaguely guessed what had happened.

With a top-tier bodyguard like Long Er, it would be incredibly difficult for ordinary people to even get within three meters of Wang Zhaoyue, let alone get close to her.

The only possible reason why Qin Ziyang could be so intimate with her tonight is that Wang Zhaoyue herself tacitly approved of it, or even actively indulged it.

Faced with Bai Lingxi's direct gaze and questioning, Wang Zhaoyue neither nodded in agreement nor shook her head in denial.

She simply turned slightly to the side, gazing at the dazzling neon lights of Beijing outside the window. Thousands of lights twinkled in the night, and cars and people flowed endlessly, her thoughts wandering aimlessly.

Bai Lingxi looked at her and instantly understood.

A sigh of helplessness escaped his lips.

It seems that Wang Zhaoyue didn't heed a single word of my previous instructions and reminders.

She knew all too well that a woman's biggest weakness was that once certain feelings took root, they could no longer be suppressed.

So she kept telling herself to guard her heart and not get caught up in the world of romance.

Fortunately, she was talented enough that her family made concessions for her.

No one in this world is worthy of her.

She even looked down on the young master of the Li family whom her family had asked her to try to get to know.

...

the other side.

Qin Zihao never expected that Zhou Erniu, this seemingly honest and simple-minded chubby boy, would actually have quietly hooked up with Duanmu Ying, the daughter of the Duanmu family.

She even called him for help in the middle of the night.

Under his curious questioning, Zhou Erniu explained the whole story to him.

The cause was extremely simple, even somewhat naive and ridiculous.

The Duanmu family has strict rules and many restrictions. Duanmu Ying is not old, but she is particularly fond of eating and playing, and is especially obsessed with all kinds of new milk tea and desserts.

However, Grandpa Duanmu Hong is old-fashioned and extremely opposed to the trendy tea drinks that have emerged in the last decade. He regards all kinds of milk tea as junk drinks and monsters, and strictly forbids the younger generation in his family from touching them.

To satisfy his craving, Duanmu Ying found an excuse and secretly slipped out of the house without telling his elders.

Moreover, this girl didn't even say hello to him; she just stayed at the hotel and spent her free time hanging out with Zhou Erniu—no, it should be said that she went to sample various brands of milk tea...

The unexpected happened suddenly. Duanmu Ying was planning to go back the next day when Duanmu Hong learned that she had sneaked out.

In desperation, Zhou Erniu could only turn to Qin Zihao for help, hoping that he could lend a hand to Duanmu Ying.

Qin Zihao replied with a "Don't worry" emoji.

The next day, early morning.

The Qin family mansion is simple and elegant, with morning light streaming into the courtyard, creating a tranquil and serene atmosphere.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the Qin family's spacious and solemn main living room was extremely oppressive.

Duanmu Hong, dressed in a dark formal suit, sat upright to the side, his face cold and solemn, exuding an imposing aura.

A pair of sharp eyes, weathered by time, would occasionally sweep across the figure opposite him, exuding a menacing aura.

Standing to the side was Duanmu Ying, who looked bewildered and so guilty that she could only lower her head and play with her fingers.

Zhou Erniu sat calmly at the table in the center of the living room, looking composed.

Three cups of popular milk tea from different brands were neatly arranged on the table. The milk foam was rich and the color was bright, which was out of place with the solemn and oppressive atmosphere of the living room and looked particularly ridiculous.

Despite the cold, warning glances that Duanmu Hong frequently cast at him, Zhou Erniu remained unfazed, his face still bearing a憨厚 (honest and simple) and endearing smile, showing no sign of panic.

He raised his hand and enthusiastically pushed a cup of Gu Ming cheese and grape tea towards me, speaking with a broad smile:

"Grandpa Duanmu, don't keep that long face. Try this milk tea. The cheese is creamy and rich, the grape pulp is sweet and juicy, and the tea base is refreshing and not too sweet. It's delicious! Would you like to try it?"

Upon seeing this, Duanmu Hong let out a clear, cold snort, his eyes icy.

Although they didn't speak, their refusal was obvious.

In his eyes, these new-style tea drinks are all junk drinks made with additives, unworthy of being served in such formal occasions, let alone being allowed to taste them.

Seeing this, Zhou Erniu was not annoyed at all, and continued to smile, completely unaffected by the oppressive atmosphere.

In the second seat of the living room, Qin Mao, Zhou Hongyi, and Qin Ziyang sat side by side, each with a calm expression and a meaningful smile in their eyes, quietly observing this farce.

Qin Zheng departed for Beijing yesterday and is not at home.

As the men of the family, they are naturally the ones who receive distinguished guests.

Not far away, Gongshu Yi sat upright in the guest seat, his fingertips gently stroking the rim of his teacup, occasionally lowering his head to take a sip of tea, forcibly suppressing the smile that was about to overflow from his heart.

He's truly had his eyes opened today.

Who would have thought that Duanmu Hong, who is usually rigid and conservative and despises new drinks, would have such a rebellious granddaughter who loves milk tea?

What's even more interesting is that this granddaughter has also become attached to Zhou Erniu, a chubby boy who is obsessed with milk tea.

One person desperately forbids it, another desperately tries to drink it secretly, and there's a middleman who indulges them recklessly.

The thought that these two were sent by heaven to oppose Duanmu Hong made Gongshu Yi want to laugh from the bottom of his heart.

The more he thought about it, the more amusing it became, and he couldn't hide the smile in his eyes.

Just then, footsteps came from the stairwell.

Qin Zihao slowly walked down from the second floor and saw the strange and comical atmosphere in the living room.

His gaze swept over the empty seat in the main room, and he quickly walked to the side of the elders, nodding slightly to Qin Mao, Zhou Hongyi, and Qin Ziyang, and greeting them.

"Second Uncle, Third Uncle, Ziyang."

As soon as he finished speaking, he calmly sat down, his gaze steady as he looked at Duanmu Hong, whose face was serious, and Gongshu Yi, who was trying hard to suppress his laughter.

"Master Duanmu, Master Gongshu, it's really unfortunate. My grandfather set off for the capital early yesterday morning."

"I have already asked my grandfather, and he said that if it is an official matter, I should have full authority to make the decisions."

"What brings you two here today?"

Upon hearing this, the two people present remained calm and showed no surprise.

Before arriving at the Qin residence this morning, they had already spoken with Qin Zheng on the phone and learned that the Qin family was indeed grooming Qin Zihao, even entrusting him with important matters concerning the safety of the family.

This is a signal—

Qin Zheng is already paving the way for Qin Zihao.

After a brief silence, Gongshu Yi was the first to suppress his smile, his expression turning serious as he cut to the chase:

"We came here mainly because of the Xie family's affairs."

His gaze was solemn, his tone serious, and his words carried a hint of admonition.

"The recent conflict between the Qin family and the Xie family is, in our view, an extremely unwise move."

"The Xie family has stood for a thousand years, its foundation unfathomable. They have occupied the top echelons of society for many years, their roots solid, their connections spanning all sectors. Ordinary families simply dare not confront them directly. Which major power within the circle doesn't show the Xie family considerable respect?"

He paused briefly, his gaze fixed on Qin Zihao, his tone becoming increasingly serious.

"Young Master Qin, the conflict has just begun and has not yet escalated to an irreversible point. I suggest that the Qin family apologize to the Xie family to preserve their foundation."