Chapter 10.5: A Night of Laughter and Legacy

Liang Wei lounged on the villa's rooftop terrace, Yunhai City's neon skyline twinkling like a crown. The Destiny's Dividend 2.0 system flickered in his vision—its golden interface, visible only to him, unusually quiet after the final task six months ago: a 50,000,000-yuan investment that yielded 500,000,000 yuan, securing his legacy and marriages to Lin Xia, Chen Mei, Zhao Jing, and Xu Fei. His account now held 669,359,000 yuan, but tonight was about celebration, not spending. The women, his wives, had planned a surprise party at the villa, their favorability locked at 100, a testament to their unbreakable bond.

The terrace buzzed with laughter as Lin Xia, Chen Mei, Zhao Jing, and Xu Fei arrived, each radiant in elegant dresses—Lin Xia in flowing sapphire, Chen Mei in soft emerald, Zhao Jing in bold crimson, and Xu Fei in sleek silver. The system, unprompted, chimed playfully: Favorability overload detected. Host advised to brace for excessive affection. Liang Wei chuckled, the system's rare humor a surprise.

"What's so funny?" Lin Xia asked, her favorability glowing at 100, her art programs now a global sensation. She handed him a sparkling juice, her smile teasing.

"Just… happy," Liang Wei said, hiding the system's quip. The villa, his permanent home, was their haven, its sleek rooms often hosting late-night planning that turned into shared dreams. Mornings saw them leave for their empires—Lin Xia's academy, Chen Mei's clinics, Zhao Jing's fashion house, Xu Fei's tech hub—but tonight, they were his.

Chen Mei, favorability 100, nudged him, her clinics saving thousands. "You're hiding something, husband. Spill." Her warmth echoed their childhood friendship, now deeper.

Zhao Jing, favorability 100, tossed her hair, her fashion empire dominating runways. "He's probably planning another crazy investment," she teased, softer than her old arrogance.

Xu Fei, favorability 100, smirked, her tech platform uniting millions. "Or he's just stunned by us," she said, her confidence a far cry from her high school rejection of him.

The system flashed: Bonus task: Host 1,000,000-yuan celebration for allies. Reward: Happiness multiplier. Liang Wei laughed, wiring 1,000,000 yuan for fireworks, catering, and live music. The system chimed: Task complete! Happiness multiplier active. Balance: 668,359,000 yuan.

Fireworks erupted, painting the sky. The women pulled Liang Wei into a dance, their laughter mingling with the music. Lin Xia whispered, "This is our forever." Chen Mei hugged him, Zhao Jing spun him, and Xu Fei stole a playful kiss on his cheek. The system glowed: Collective favorability: 100+. Host's destiny exceeds parameters.

Guests arrived—Mayor Li, Dean Wu, even Old Liu, now a neutral ally (favorability 60). Zhou Ran was gone, his fraud convictions a distant memory. The women led Liang Wei to a cake shaped like Yunhai's skyline, inscribed: To Our Star.

As dawn broke, the women stayed, curled up in the villa's lounge, dreaming of new horizons. The system's voice softened: Host, your legacy is love. Liang Wei smiled, his wives beside him, Yunhai's neon pulse a promise of endless joy.