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

In an old, dilapidated rental house.

Li Yan grabbed Yang Lele's hand and jumped up excitedly, "Lele, look at these videos!"

She clicked on the videos in her collection one by one, her tone certain, "This is Qin Zihao's grandfather. I've run into him downstairs before, I'm absolutely sure!"

Yang Lele forced a smile and replied dismissively, "Really?"

"Of course!" Li Yan's eyes lit up, her face full of imagination. "Look at the comments, they say Qin Zihao's family has at least tens of billions in assets!"

"Doesn't that mean if I could marry into that family, I could become a billionaire's wife? Wearing designer clothes, gold necklaces, and gold rings, I could join high society and enjoy tea with those wealthy women?"

A hint of reluctance flashed across Yang Lele's face as she whispered, "It's hard to say..."

"Huh? What did you say?" Li Yan didn't hear clearly and asked again.

Yang Lele quickly smiled to cover it up, "It's nothing. I was just saying you need to work on repairing your relationship with Qin Zihao, this is your only chance."

It's best if it can't be repaired.

"Okay, don't worry!" Li Yan assured her, "Lele, if I can reconcile with Zihao, I definitely won't forget you!"

She is not someone who would betray principles for personal gain!

Li Yan knew in her heart that if it weren't for Yang Lele's constant help and comfort, she and Qin Zihao would have long since lost all contact. She would always remember this kindness.

In a high-end apartment building, Qin Zixuan was still reeling from the argument that had taken place that evening.

He witnessed his parents arguing and getting divorced. His father, Zhao Qingde, who had always been gentle with him, stared at him with a cold and resentful look that sent chills down his spine.

"You just want a bigger share of the family fortune, don't you? Tell me, do you want the house, the car, or the savings?" Zhao Qingde questioned his mother sternly.

To his surprise, his mother, Li Wan, actually agreed, taking the house and the car, and signed the divorce agreement on the spot.

Weren't they always so loving? What happened? Qin Zixuan wondered.

"Zhao Yi and me."

Without a word of farewell, Zhao Qingde, carrying the packed package, disappeared into the night with Zhao Yi, not even giving him a glance the entire time.

"Zixuan, come sit here with Mom." Li Wan pulled Qin Zixuan to sit down, her face flushed with excitement, her voice trembling. "Your father is a rich man, you know that?"

Qin Zixuan was a little confused about whether it was a dream or reality. "Mom, my dad is Zhao Qingde. He has some money, but he's divorced from you. Is he still my dad?"

Seeing her son's confused expression, Li Wan patiently explained, "Zixuan, the father I'm talking about isn't Zhao Qingde, it's Qin Mao, your real biological father."

She particularly emphasized the words "biological father".

Upon hearing the name "Qin Mao," Qin Zixuan was reminded of unpleasant memories. He abruptly pulled his hand away from Li Wan's grasp, his face instantly darkening. "Mom, Qin Mao isn't my father. I won't acknowledge him!"

Li Wan completely ignored her son's ugly expression and remained beaming with joy. "Zixuan, what nonsense are you talking about! Qin Mao is your biological father. Blood ties cannot be severed."

"Mom, if there's nothing else, I'll go back to my room." Qin Zixuan stood up, his tone icy. He didn't want to hear anything more about Qin Mao.

Watching her son's resolute back, Li Wan's smile froze instantly; she had forgotten something crucial.

From the time Qin Zixuan started elementary school, she intentionally or unintentionally instilled in her son the idea that "Qin Mao is a bad person," saying that Qin Mao abused her, kept a mistress outside, and was an irresponsible man. Even when Qin Mao left with nothing, she cried and lied to Qin Zixuan, saying that Qin Mao had wronged them.

She still remembered Qin Zixuan hugging her during their divorce, his face full of hatred, saying, "Mom, this isn't your fault, it's Qin Mao's fault. He's not human!"

Thinking about all this gave Li Wan a headache.

Qin Zixuan has grown up, and those rigid ideas are deeply ingrained. Getting him to cooperate in recognizing relatives and dividing the family property will probably not be so easy.

She took out her phone, opened a video, and said, "Zixuan, take a look at this first, and then we'll talk."

Qin Zixuan hesitated before taking the phone. On the screen, a video was playing of Qin buying a luxury car in full at a 4S dealership.

"Grandpa?" Qin Zixuan looked at the person in the video, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.

He had seen Qin Zheng a few times when he was a child, but he still had some impression of him.

"Yes, this is your grandfather, Qin Zheng." Li Wan smiled happily and showed another video. "Look, this is your grandfather being escorted by nearly a hundred luxury cars worth millions. He bought all of these cars, right in front of me."

After a moment of silence, Qin Zixuan put down his phone, slowly turned his back, his eyes icy. "Mom, do you want me to acknowledge Qin Mao?"

Seeing that her son had finally pointed it out, Li Wan's smile became even brighter, and she nodded quickly, "That's right! Son, have you seen the comments? Your grandfather has at least tens of billions in assets, and you are his grandson, so you are qualified to inherit these assets."

"Mom!" Qin Zixuan shouted suddenly, his emotions running high. "Our lives are already pretty good, why do we have to go and claim relatives?"

"We haven't been in contact for so many years, and now that we know they're rich, we're all trying to get close to them. Doesn't that make us look like gold diggers?"

He was young and impetuous, with his own pride.

Moreover, he knew how hard his grandfather's family had been these past few years, and it was their own choice to sever all ties. Now that the Qin family had prospered, he had no need to shamelessly try to get close to them.

The thought of having to call Qin Mao "Dad" with a smile made Qin Zixuan unconsciously clench his hands, desperately suppressing the resistance and disgust in his heart.

He remembered when he was in elementary school, he squatted to urinate, and Qin Mao saw him, yanked him up hard, and scolded him, "Who taught you to urinate like that? Stand up! You are my son, Qin Mao's son, how dare you imitate a woman?"

Later, he was severely spanked by Qin Mao for squatting to urinate again, and Qin Mao showed no mercy.

What he resented even more was that Qin Mao had once said, "If you don't behave, Daddy won't want you anymore."

Qin Mao did it; back then, he left with nothing, resolutely abandoning him and his mother.

He could also choose not to acknowledge Qin Mao.

"Qin Zixuan," Li Wan suddenly grabbed Qin Zixuan's arm, forcing him to look into her eyes, "You don't really think that living in this 160-square-meter house is what it means to be living well, do you?"

"Look at this house. Compared to the Qin family's Longhu Manor, it's not even as good as their toilet! Think about it, we may seem to have no worries about food and clothing now, but you'll need money for buying a house, getting married, and raising children in the future."

"With your salary of 6000 a month, how the hell am I supposed to live?"

She became more and more agitated as she spoke, her eyes filled with a thirst for money: "Qin Mao is your biological father, and the Qin family has billions in assets. As long as you acknowledge him, you'll have a share of all that wealth. What won't you have then? Luxury cars, mansions, designer brands—you can have them all with ease."

"You're talking to me about integrity now? About being a snob and favoring the rich? Can integrity put food on the table? Can it bring you a good life?"

Li Wan shook Qin Zixuan's arm forcefully, her tone threatening, "I'm telling you, Qin Zixuan, this is not up to you. You must acknowledge Qin Mao, otherwise my son and I will not have a good ending."

"If you think pride can put food on the table, you can leave this room and see if you can survive decently in Jiangnan Province on your 6000 yuan salary. Let me tell you, if you miss this opportunity, you'll spend the rest of your life worrying about where your next meal will come from, and you'll never be able to hold your head high!"

When Qin Zixuan first saw Li Wan like this, he felt that the person in front of him was very unfamiliar, as if he was meeting her for the first time.

Seeing that Qin Zixuan was afraid, Li Wan knew she couldn't push him too far.

Her tone softened slightly, but remained firm. "Zixuan, I'm doing this for your own good. Think about it, once we acknowledge the Qin family back, we'll never have to be subservient to others again, and we'll never have to worry about money again. Isn't that good?"

"Think about it carefully tonight. I believe you will understand my good intentions."

Qin Zixuan remained silent, his hands clenched tightly, his face full of struggle.

Torn between his inner hatred and pride, and his mother's pressure, he was unsure of what to choose.