The Ninth Beauty

One day, Fang Jueyu was called into the study by his parents.
Fang Father: "Son, you've turned 20 this year, and it's time to tell you some things!"
Fang Jueyu: "What is it? You're not going to suddenly tell me you're a wealthy man, are you?"
Fang Father is surprised: "You already know?"
Fang Jueyu: "What? Really? I was just saying that."
Fang Father: "However, that's not the point. Today, I am going to pass on our family's heirloom that has been handed down from generation to generation to you!"
From then on, Fang Jueyu's life underwent a dramatic change.
What? You want to talk to me about antiques and calligraphy paintings? Do you want Wang Xizhi's calligraphy or Zheng Banqiao's paintings? Oh, right, Van Gogh even gifted my great-great-great-grandfather a painting!
Why, you ask? Because it was my ancestors who funded their education!
You want to talk to me about sports cars? Are you talking about Lamborghini, Ferrari, or the Bugatti Veyron? I hold shares in those companies, and I'm even the largest shareholder!
What? Your family owns a mine? Sorry, but many of the gold and diamond mines in Africa are ours too!

Ancestral Wealth Inheritance System

    "Hahahahaha!" After listening to Fang Jueyu's explanation, Xinyu's mouth nearly split from laughter.


    She had been pretending to be angry just moments ago. After spending time with Fang Jueyu, she had a clear understanding of his character and was only teasing him.


    Watching Fang Jueyu's frantic demeanor, Xinyu could feel that she still held some weight in his heart.


    "You, driving such a flashy sports car, how could you not draw attention?" Xinyu said. In her eyes, Fang Jueyu was perfect, except for being too wealthy!


    Perhaps for others, such a sports car was a lifelong dream, but for Fang Jueyu, a multi-million-dollar sports car was no different than an ordinary person's view of a Santana, merely a means of transportation.


    "Then how about I come to pick you up in my Wuling Hongguang next time?" Fang Jueyu joked.


    "Are you planning to take me to Heavenly Mountain for a car race at night?" Xinyu handled this joke with ease.


Chapter 82: Is Today the Qixi Festival?