“These guests have been staying at the hotel for a long time.”

Tang Yuanyue didn’t like seeing Xia Xiaolan frown—such a pretty face, frowning made people uncomfortable.

Though he knew Xia Xiaolan wasn’t some helpless character, her looks easily led to misunderstandings… Men were truly honest visual creatures, and Tang Yuanyue was no exception.

Even his current model girlfriend, who was young, not even 20, didn’t make Tang Yuanyue feel this way—wanting to actively help solve someone’s troubles—

Xia Xiaolan came back to her senses, “Yes, they’ve been in Pengcheng since before the New Year. The older couple are the Wilsons, and the younger ones are siblings. I happen to know all four of them. It’s nothing, this is their family business, let them handle it themselves.”

Du Zhaohui was particularly disdainful, “If they can’t even handle this small matter, they’re not much good.”

They used to put on such airs—how many times did he have to visit before meeting “Master Qiu”?

Yet when handling family matters, they were so wishy-washy and inefficient. Du Zhaohui looked down on them.

Du Zhaohui knew what had happened. On the cruise ship, he had personally witnessed Cui Yiru kill Zhang Jiadong before committing suicide. If this had happened in the Du family, they would have had Tina take a DNA test the day Cui Yiru and Zhang Jiadong died!

No, given his old man’s personality, he would have demanded DNA tests for both Tina and Xu Changle.

A woman who betrayed once could never be trusted again.

Being cuckolded was too serious for a man.

If she could have affairs in America, who knew what she did in China?

Du Zhaohui now found it hard to feel reverence for “Master Qiu”—he simply couldn’t respect a man who’d been cuckolded.

As Mrs. Wilson whisked Tina away like a gust of wind, and just as Xia Xiaolan said they shouldn’t get involved, old Ivan spotted her and dragged Xu Changle over to say hello.

This couple was something—one exploded in anger at Xu Changle’s suggestion, while the other stayed behind to comfort him.

Xia Xiaolan really couldn’t understand what game they were playing.

“Mr. Ivan, long time no see.”

“Xia, I knew I’d see you sooner or later, though I didn’t expect it under these circumstances.”

Old Ivan remained enthusiastic toward Xia Xiaolan.

Xia Xiaolan felt uneasy—what was this old man plotting?

Because Xia Xiaolan was with Tang Yuanyue and Du Zhaohui, old Ivan didn’t keep her long, seemingly just coming over to say hello.

Xia Xiaolan didn’t talk much with Xu Changle; it wasn’t convenient to say anything in front of old Ivan.

After they left, the meal was interrupted.

Du Zhaohui wanted to take Xia Xiaolan back, but Tang Yuanyue stopped him: “Zhaohui, I have something to discuss with you.”

Really?

Du Zhaohui looked suspicious—was this loser trying to ruin his chances because he had none himself?

“You two talk, I have some work to do back at the company.”

Xia Xiaolan ignored the silent battle between the two men. She could only come to Pengcheng on weekends to handle business, and had been delayed by Zhou Yi’s matter—she was busy too!

Xia Xiaolan called a car from the hotel and left.

Du Zhaohui stood at the entrance, puffed up like a frog.

Tang Yuanyue laughed, “I wouldn’t stoop to such petty tricks. I do have something to discuss with you, about investing in Asia.”

“If you want to invest, then invest. You called me from Hong Kong because you’re already interested in that loser’s plan, right?”

Du Zhaohui didn’t feel dejected.

Only bastards pass up money-making opportunities. He had some friendship with Tang Yuanyue, but it couldn’t beat “money.”

Heh, Hong Kong’s business competition was fierce, everyone chased money. Love, friendship, and even family ties were spiritual opium for poor people to comfort themselves. The higher you went, the fewer people believed in feelings. There might occasionally be a romantic, but they were like morning glories, making hardly a ripple!

That’s what Du Zhaohui thought anyway.

No matter how harmonious the Tang family was, Tang Yuanyue was still someone who valued benefits.

Valuing feelings?

Hah!

If they valued feelings, the Tang family wouldn’t have let Tang Yuanyue get scammed outside, they would’ve replaced him with another son to groom regardless of him being the eldest.

If Du Zhaohui faced the same situation, he would react the same way.

Nothing was more important than money—with enough money, he could do whatever he wanted.

Whoever tried to stop him from making money was an enemy, unless… Du Zhaohui shook his head. He couldn’t think too deeply about such questions. Thinking too much made his heart race chaotically and his mind turn to mush. This state scared him, and made him want to see a doctor!

Tang Yuanyue frowned:

“I’m trying to discuss serious business with you, why is your expression so lovesick? Zhaohui, if I didn’t know your orientation, I would keep my distance.”

Du Zhaohui rolled his eyes, “Even if I liked men, you wouldn’t be my type! I have no objection to you investing in that loser’s Asia, what else is there to say?”

Tang Yuanyue thought for a moment, “Did you notice Xia Xiaolan’s expression today?”

“What expression?”

Du Zhaohui was confused.

He had been watching all of Xia Xiaolan’s expressions—frowning, smiling, thinking… so which one was Tang Yuanyue talking about?!

Tang Yuanyue couldn’t understand Du Zhaohui’s almost obsessive thoughts. He continued with his logic: “When I mentioned Du Zhaoqi wanting to follow Japan’s Yaohan model and build the Asia chain brand, she seemed to hold back words. Then when I talked about wanting to invest, her expression became even stranger. How should I put it—it was like she’d heard something unbelievable, and she seemed uncertain!”

“What do you mean?”

Could Tang Yuanyue read so much meaning from her expressions?

Tang Yuanyue shook his head, “I don’t know either, maybe I’m overthinking it. Do you remember what happened when we wanted to buy the Jinsha Pool land? That time, Xia Xiaolan was very certain—even though selling the land would have earned tens of millions, she still insisted on developing it herself, and used our purchase intention to raise the land’s market value to get a bigger bank loan!”

Hmm, put that way, it was a bit strange.

When Xia Xiaolan took 10 million Hong Kong dollars to help him plan ‘Cheng Rong Plaza,’ she was also been very confident.

Her attitude had influenced him, making him confident about ‘Cheng Rong Plaza,’ betting all his assets on the project—and history proved his bet successful!

That loser Qi did have some ability, just worse luck.

Du Zhaohui rubbed his hair, “It is a bit strange. I think Xia Xiaolan is very capable, and has good luck too—everyone around her keeps getting better. Why don’t you talk to her more carefully about whether to invest in Asia?”

That loser Qi might be possessed by bad luck, bringing misfortune to everyone he touches.

At times like this, one should naturally follow someone with good fortune.

Du Zhaohui solemnly added, “You’d better listen to her, and follow whatever she does. If you side with that loser and make things difficult for her, go against her… I advise you to be kind!”