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

    "With Hei Qing and the White Emperor around, they won't even get the chance to self-destruct!"


    "Can't live, can't die, Ma Yun is just too ruthless."


    "Don't speak so lightly about it, Vizi and Mo Sang started the trouble themselves. They should have been mentally prepared for this!"


    "That's true, but being humiliated in front of so many viewers, even if they don't die today, they'll never be able to show their faces again."


    "Ma Yun, what do you want, exactly? If you're a proper person, give us a quick death. Humiliating us like this, what's the point?" Vizi said through gritted teeth.


    "Who said I'm a proper person?" Fang Jueyu rolled his eyes. "I'm just a kid in my twenties, immature, bad-tempered, childish. I do whatever I want. Got a problem with that?"


    "You..." Fang Jueyu's shamelessness left them feeling powerless, but what could they do? The guy didn't care about his reputation, he just wanted to vent!


Chapter 582: Er Gouzi Becomes Famous