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

Guo Shu had been snatched back from the brink of death, and the sudden release of tension left Guo Xinyu feeling utterly exhausted. She leaned back on the sofa in the luxurious hospital room and quickly fell into a deep sleep.


Fang Jueyu carefully laid her flat and then covered her with a blanket. As he looked at her beautiful but weary face, he felt a faint impulse stirring within him.


However, taking advantage of someone's vulnerability was something he just couldn't bring himself to do. He walked over to the unconscious Guo Shu. Now that they were alone, it was the perfect moment to secretly administer the so-called "miracle elixir."


With a thought, Fang Jueyu conjured a small bottle into his hand. He poured out one pill into his palm, and immediately a rich fragrance filled the air.


Chapter 61: The Miraculous Elixir