LeBron James running away? He's going all in on Curry.

Inside a secluded and luxurious top-tier private courtyard club in Beijing.

The fragrance of sandalwood wafts through the air, accompanied by the gentle strains of a guqin.

Su Yang put down his phone, which was displaying the news of "James's poolside coup," raised his eyelids, and looked at the girl sitting opposite him at the mahogany coffee table.

The girl's name is Wang Zixuan, the daughter of the Wang family, a real estate tycoon in Beijing.

He is only nineteen years old this year and is currently a sophomore at a top university in China.

But her haute couture Chanel suit, coupled with her delicately made-up face that exuded a haughty and arrogant air, made her appear much more mature than her peers.

"Young Master Su, it seems you not only managed the team terribly in the US, but you're still just as careless back in China."

Wang Zixuan picked up the pre-Qingming Longjing tea in front of her, took a small sip, and said with undisguised disdain, "I heard that the Cleveland Cavaliers you bought for three and a half hundred million US dollars finished last in the entire league this year? In your so-called NBA circle, that should be considered a joke, right?"

Su Yang leaned back in his rosewood chair, not angry at all, but simply raised an eyebrow: "Being last is just part of the rebuilding process. Miss Wang is also interested in basketball?"

"I'm not interested in a bunch of muscular men fighting over a ball; I only care about return on investment."

Wang Zixuan put down her teacup, placed her hands folded on her knees, adopting a pompous, business-like negotiating posture. "Uncle Su rushed you back from America for this blind date, you should know his intentions very well. But I have to make things clear upfront—"

"Even in a marriage between wealthy families like ours, there are strict requirements for me, Wang Zixuan, when I get married."

She slightly raised her chin, scrutinizing Su Yang with a critical look. "Uncle Su gave you 500 million US dollars as a start-up fund, and a year has passed. Apart from exchanging trash talk with that star player named James online, you have accomplished nothing. You even led the team to the bottom of the standings."

"With such a poor academic record, it's difficult for me to consider you a suitable marriage partner. Therefore, I need to conduct a comprehensive test and observation of you before proceeding..."

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Su Yang almost laughed as he listened, raising his hand to interrupt the self-important young lady's incessant chatter.

"Miss Wang, I think you've misunderstood something."

Su Yang looked at Wang Zixuan, who had a bewildered expression, straightened his suit sleeves, and spoke in a cold tone.

"The only reason I'm sitting here listening to your nonsense is because my old man gave me a death order. I have a five-year bet with my old man, and only one year has passed. I still have four whole years to go wild outside."

"So, put away that testing attitude of yours. No matter how useless I, Su Yang, am, the Su family is not so poor that we have to sell our son to maintain our family business."

Wang Zixuan's expression changed instantly. Having been pampered and adored since childhood, she had never been so ruthlessly rebuked: "You... what kind of attitude is this! Do you think your Su family's internet business is a guaranteed profit? Our Wang family's real estate business is a sunrise industry right now!"

"A sunrise industry?"

Su Yang couldn't help but chuckle. Having the memories of a time traveler, he naturally knew what kind of earth-shattering collapse the domestic real estate market would experience in the next ten years.

"Since we've come up with business and we've met, let me offer Miss Wang a piece of advice."

"Personally, I have extremely low confidence in the real estate business that your Wang family is so proud of. High leverage and heavy assets mean that once the bubble bursts, it will be an abyss."

"If you're really as smart as you seem, you'd better go back and advise Uncle Wang. While the real estate market is still booming, sell your assets as soon as possible and get out. Otherwise, when the market crashes in a few years, your Wang family won't even have a place on the rooftop."

"This is just my personal suggestion; take it or leave it."

After saying that, Su Yang completely ignored Wang Zixuan's face, which turned from red to white. He picked up his coat from the back of the chair, turned around and left the seat with a flourish, leaving behind a pampered young lady who was so angry that she smashed her teacup.

……

An hour later, at the Su Family Manor in the western suburbs of Beijing.

"Snapped!"

A fine Ru ware teacup was smashed hard on the marble floor and shattered into pieces.

Su Jianxun, the head of the Su Group, was trembling with anger as he pointed at his son, who was sitting on the sofa peeling an orange.

"You bastard! How did I end up with such a thing?!"

"The Wang family's daughter is from a prestigious university, well-educated and reasonable. So many men are lining up to marry her! You're not only dissatisfied, but you even cursed the Wang family's real estate business to its face, saying it would go bankrupt?! Old Man Wang just called, and he was so angry he almost fainted!"

"I called it a well-intentioned business reminder."

Su Yang slowly popped a segment of orange into his mouth, muttering indistinctly, "Besides, she was the one who looked down on me first, and then she tried to 'test' me with her affected manner. I didn't just flip the table; I was already being lenient with you."

"You still have the nerve to talk back?!"

Su Jianxun's eyes widened as he looked at his stubborn son, his anger flaring up. "Five hundred million US dollars have been thrown in and not even a ripple has been made! You're ranked last and I can't even say anything?! If you weren't my only son, I'd be thinking of taking advantage of my still-healthy body to practice some 'trumpeting'!"

Hearing this angry remark, Su Yang was not afraid at all; instead, he laughed.

"Hey old man, are you implying something?"

Su Yang clapped the orange peel crumbs off his hands, crossed his legs, and looked at his father with a mocking expression. "What do you mean by 'practicing a secondary account'? What, you're keeping someone on the side and planning to make your stepmother your official wife?"

"You—you're talking nonsense!" Su Jianxun was hit on some unfounded sore spot, his old face turned red, and he was furious.

"Let me remind you, Comrade Su."

Su Yang dropped his nonchalant expression, his tone now carrying a hint of bravado and warning, "Don't forget who gave you a hand during your most difficult early days of starting your business. If it weren't for my grandfather giving you the green light back then, would your internet empire have been built so smoothly?"

"Now that you're all grown up and powerful, you think my old self is useless and want to start a new one? Aren't you afraid your grandfather's cane will break your legs? Besides, only a year has passed since our five-year bet, what's the rush?"

"You unfilial son..."

When his own son exposed his family's history to his face, Su Jianxun clutched his chest in anger, momentarily speechless.

"Alright. It's the weekend, what's all the noise about? We can hear you two yelling from upstairs."

Just then, a gentle yet authoritative female voice came from the spiral staircase on the second floor.

A graceful and elegant woman slowly walked down the stairs.

It was Su Yang's mother, the woman from a prestigious family who truly held the hidden lifeline of the Su family—Shen Yuqin.

The moment Shen Yuqin appeared, the living room, which had been tense just moments before, fell silent.

Su Jianxun, a billionaire who was once a powerful figure in the business world, immediately shut his mouth and cleared his throat with a hint of guilt.

Even the fearless Su Yang quickly put down his crossed legs, stood up, and respectfully called out, "Mom."

"A five-year agreement is a five-year agreement. Since you promised to let Yangyang go and make his own way, Lao Su, stop interfering from the sidelines."

Shen Yuqin walked to the sofa and glanced at her husband indifferently.

With just a glance, Su Jianxun quickly nodded: "What you say is true, Madam. I'm just angry that this boy is so ignorant and offends people unnecessarily."

Shen Yuqin turned to look at Su Yang, her tone softening slightly: "But Yangyang, even if that little girl from the Wang family has been spoiled since childhood and is a bit willful, as a boy, you should still have basic tolerance and gentlemanly manners. You're not allowed to be so outspoken in the future."

"Okay, Mom. As long as she doesn't bother me, I won't bother with her." Su Yang shrugged.

"Alright, let's leave the blind date here for now. Our Su family's son really doesn't need to be beholden to anyone else."

Shen Yuqin made the final decision, ending this farce.

She then straightened Su Yang's collar, a hint of doting in her eyes, "Go pack your things, you're coming with me to Yuquan Mountain tomorrow."

"Why go to Yuquan Mountain?" Su Yang was taken aback.

"Go see your grandfather."

Shen Yuqin patted her son's shoulder and said softly, "The old man has been talking about you for more than half a year. He said you went to America to mess around with some basketball team and didn't come back to see him. Dress smartly tomorrow and play a couple of games of chess with him."

Upon hearing the words "grandfather," Su Yang, who had just been so arrogant, immediately shrank back and nodded obediently, "Okay, I'll make sure the old man is happy!"

Looking at his son, who was completely subdued by his wife, Su Jianxun could only sigh helplessly.

In the end, it's still the Shen family that calls the shots in this family.