Son-in-law's silver niddles

Lu Siyan settled into the passenger seat of the car, a strange mix of excitement and apprehension swirling within him. He glanced at the driver, her profile sharp and focused as she navigated the city streets. He realized with a jolt that he didn't even know her real name.

"So," he began, trying to sound casual, "you never actually told me your name."

She glanced at him, a hint of a smile playing on her lips. "It's Su Luqi," she replied. "But you can call me… Luqi."

"Luqi," he repeated, testing the name on his tongue. It suited her. It was elegant, mysterious, just like she was.

"Nice to meet you, Luqi," he said.

"The pleasure is all mine," she replied, her eyes twinkling. "Now, let's go get you that money, sugar daddy."

"Sugar daddy," the AI whispered. "It's growing on me."

Lu Siyan ignored the AI and focused on the road ahead. They were headed to the nearest branch of his bank, where he planned to deposit the lottery check. He couldn't wait to see the money in his account, to finally feel… secure.

But as they approached the city center, they encountered a massive traffic jam. Cars were backed up for blocks, horns blaring, drivers looking frustrated.

"What's going on?" Lu Siyan asked, peering out the window.

"Looks like some kind of… commotion," Luqi said, slowing the car to a crawl.

They inched forward, and Lu Siyan could see a crowd gathered around something in the middle of the intersection. He could hear shouting, arguing, a sense of chaos in the air.

"What's happening?" he asked, his curiosity piqued.

"I don't know," Luqi said. "But it doesn't look good."

They finally managed to get close enough to see what was happening. A young man, dressed in simple, almost rustic clothing, was kneeling beside an elderly man who was lying on the ground. The young man was holding a set of silver needles, carefully inserting them into the old man's body.

"He's killing him!" someone in the crowd shouted. "He's not a doctor! He's just some… quack!"

"Yeah!" another voice chimed in. "He's trying to take advantage of him!"

The crowd was growing increasingly hostile, some people even trying to pull the young man away. But he resisted, his face determined.

"I'm trying to save him!" he shouted. "I know what I'm doing!"

"He's crazy!" someone yelled. "He's going to kill him!"

Lu Siyan watched the scene unfold, a sense of unease washing over him. The young man looked… familiar. Too familiar.

"Wait a minute," he said. "Isn't that… the guy from the party? The one who was with that girl in the garden?"

"You're right!" the AI whispered. "What's he doing here? And what's with the… acupuncture needles?"

Luqi watched the scene with a raised eyebrow. "Looks like he's trying to be a hero," she said.

"A hero who's going to get himself killed," the AI whispered.

The crowd was becoming more and more agitated, some people pushing and shoving, trying to get to the young man. He was surrounded, outnumbered, and it looked like things were about to turn violent.

And then, a young woman arrived. She was beautiful, elegant, and… familiar. It was the girl from the garden, the one who had been arguing with the woman at the party.

She rushed to the old man's side, her face filled with concern. "Grandpa!" she cried. "What happened?"

She looked at the young man, her eyes filled with suspicion. "What did you do to him?" she demanded.

"I'm trying to save him," the young man said, his voice urgent. "I know what I'm doing. I learned from my master on the mountain."

"Your master on the mountain?" the young woman repeated, her eyebrows raised.

"Yes," the young man said. "He taught me… ancient techniques. Techniques that can heal… anything."

He continued to insert the silver needles, his movements precise and confident. The crowd watched, their hostility slowly giving way to curiosity.

And then, the old man coughed. He opened his eyes, his gaze focusing on his granddaughter.

"I… I feel better," he said, his voice weak but clear.

The crowd gasped. The young woman stared at the young man, her eyes filled with awe.

"You… you saved him," she whispered.

The young man smiled, a hint of pride in his eyes. "I told you," he said. "I know what I'm doing."

The old man's granddaughter looked at the young man, her heart suddenly filled with admiration. He was handsome, skilled, and… kind. He had saved her grandfather's life.

"Thank you," she said, her voice soft and sincere. "Thank you for saving my grandpa."

"It was my honor," the young man replied, his gaze locking with hers.

"Just like in those novels!" the AI whispered. "The hero saves the damsel's grandfather, and she falls madly in love with him! Classic!"

Lu Siyan watched the scene unfold, a mixture of amusement and disbelief swirling within him. It was like something out of a cheesy romance novel.

"Well," Luqi said, breaking the silence. "That was… interesting."

"Yeah," Lu Siyan said. "It was."

The traffic jam was starting to clear, people moving their cars to get a glimpse of the "miracle" that had just occurred. Luqi started the car and they continued on their way to the bank, leaving the scene of the… rescue… behind.

"So," Luqi said, breaking the silence. "What do you think? Should we invest in silver needles?"

Lu Siyan just shook his head. "I think I've seen enough drama for one day," he said.

"Drama?" the AI whispered. "This is just the beginning!"

*****

As they drove, Lu Siyan couldn't shake the image of the young man and the old man's granddaughter. It was like a scene plucked straight from a mountain-cultivation novel, the kind where a hidden master descends from the mountains to amaze the world with his skills. He wondered if the young man was truly a master, or just a lucky charlatan.

"He's probably just a con artist," the AI whispered. "But… a very charismatic con artist."

Luqi glanced at him, a hint of amusement in her eyes. "You seem… preoccupied," she said.

"Just thinking about… the world," Lu Siyan replied. "It's a strange place."

"It is," Luqi agreed. "But it's also… full of opportunities."

"Opportunities for what?" Lu Siyan asked.

"Opportunities to… make money," Luqi said with a sly smile. "And… have some fun."

"Fun like… saving old men with silver needles?" the AI whispered. "Or maybe… robbing banks?"

Lu Siyan just shook his head. He had a feeling that Luqi's idea of fun was going to be… very interesting. And possibly… very dangerous.