Chapter 112: Just Three Seconds, I’ll Buy Everything for Her

**Chapter 112 – Just Three Seconds’ Glance, Buy Everything for Her**

When Zhou Qianfeng arrived at the shopping district, the entire area was already under the control of the Alliance Secretariat.

He stood aside, watching Wu Yue gaze around with wide-eyed curiosity, her expression filled with wonder and amazement.

Zhou Qianfeng was aging. Despite his enduring shrewdness, his eyesight and energy had declined significantly.

He had to put on his glasses just to see Wu Yue clearly.

At the sight of her, a chill ran down his spine. The usually iron-willed and ruthless man almost stumbled.

If not for someone catching him in time, he might have collapsed entirely.

Unlike others, Zhou Qianfeng had truly grown up with *that person*—they were childhood friends who shared everything, even the same split pants as kids.

To this day, he still kept the photos they had taken together as children.

The moment he saw Wu Yue, he knew without a doubt—

Wu Yue was *that person’s* child.

No wonder Fu Yixue had been so distraught before. No wonder she bore such a striking resemblance to an old friend—it really was because she was that friend’s daughter.

Zhou Qianfeng couldn’t control himself. He wanted to step forward right then and claim her as family.

Fu Yixue was right—

Everything before her should have been hers by right!

Seeing Wu Yue’s innocent, wistful look made his heart twist in agony.

Growing up in an orphanage—what kind of suffering had she endured?

The secretary interjected, “Secretary-General, please calm yourself. There was a brutal attack here just days ago. It’s not safe.”

*Brutal attack. Not safe.*

Zhou Qianfeng realized it—yes, nowhere was truly safe, not even in World City, not even by his side.

In fact, once she was near him, she’d face a den of wolves and vultures, each desperate to tear a piece from his daughter.

Taking a deep breath, Zhou Qianfeng softened his tone. “I just want to see her.”

The secretary stared at him in shock, as if seeing him for the first time.

The iron-willed Secretary-General of the Alliance—so he did have a weakness after all.

The secretary nodded. “Understood. I’ll have the security detail remain on high alert.”

Zhou Qianfeng walked up behind Wu Yue, unable to take his eyes off her.

Seeing how captivated she was, he couldn’t help but ask, “Do you like it?”

Wu Yue turned around in surprise, meeting his gaze. But her words fell on deaf ears.

His mind could only repeat one thought:

"Those eyes—just like hers. A perfect match.

That's her child. Hers."

Zhou Qianfeng couldn't speak. He was afraid his shaky voice would give him away.

He forced a stiff smile, turned, and made a hasty retreat.

Back at his secretary’s side, Zhou Qianfeng’s thoughts were so scrambled he could hardly think straight.

Instinctively, he barked out orders, "From now on, get it for her—every last thing she looks at for more than three seconds."

Secretary: "...But Secretary-General, what if she takes a liking to someone?"

Zhou Qianfeng: "Then buy them too. Everyone has their price."

Secretary: "Alright..."

"Just got word," the secretary continued. "The one who sent people to grab the kid was Mrs. Liu from Central City. She must’ve figured out Wu Yue killed her men."

Zhou Qianfeng smiled as he turned. "Then get rid of Mrs. Liu. Find someone pliable, who’ll toe the line. After all this time, do I still need to teach you this?"

He added with a growl, "Is that clear?"

"Understood!" the secretary replied.

Damn it, Wu Yue thought. Lugging around these two bread baskets wasn’t helping.

....

She plopped down on the roadside and set both baskets front and center.

She whipped out a sign from her storage: “Bread for sale, fresh bread, 10 points each.”

Once done, Wu Yue calmly sat there waiting.

She didn’t waste time—no sales yet, but that didn’t stop her from tearing open a loaf and taking a bite.

Holding the bread in both hands, the quiet munching sounds made her look just like a little hamster.

Hardly halfway through her bread, suddenly—a mob came charging at her.

They fought to buy her bread, shouting over each other:

"What? This amazing bread is only 10 points a loaf?

No shot! Here's 10K—I'm taking everything!"

"You've gotta be kidding! Ten thousand points for such golden bread?

Impossible! Take my hundred grand—I want it all!"

"Outta my way! I’ve got a doctor’s order—if I don’t eat this bread, I die.

Here! A million points! Done deal!"

Wu Yue, with bread still stuffed in her cheeks, nearly choked on her loaf.

What in the...

Wu Yue was at a loss for words. “How do you know the bread is delicious?”

“You’re eating it so happily! It must be tasty!”

“Exactly! You make everything look delicious!”

Are all you city folks a little... off in the head?

If you want bread so badly, there’s literally a bakery right next door!!

The moment Wu Yue spun around, she saw the bakery instantly hang up a sign: “OUT OF STOCK.”

Wu Yue, “....”

With the mob still scrambling for bread, Wu Yue booked it out of there.

“Hey! Don’t run!”

“We still owe you!!”

Finally escaping the bread chaos, Wu Yue took a deep breath.

She just happened to stop in front of a women's clothing store, still gasping for air,

when she heard,

“Where did this *country bumpkin* come from? You’re *cursing* my store just standing there!”

Wu Yue turned her head but saw no one.

She blinked in confusion, “Huh? Who just spoke?”

Someone was dragged away from the corner, leaving behind a trail of blood on the ground, as a stunning woman stepped forward and gave the floor a kick.

“No one said a thing—you hearing voices?”

Tossing her a flirty wink, the charming shop owner purred,

“Spot anything you fancy? Come in and take your pick.”

Wu Yue glanced at the over-the-top décor—way out of her budget—and shook her head. She didn’t need flimsy battle gear like that anyway.

“Don’t be shy! My stuff’s dirt cheap!”

Wu Yue tilted her head at a dress in the display, “This one costs 1.5 mil.”

One kick and *poof*—confetti.

Deadpan, the shop owner yanked open the display case, grabbed a black marker, and hacked off four zeros after "150," then thought better of it and slashed the last zero too.

Thrusting the dress into Wu Yue’s hands, she declared, “15 credits. *Now.*”

Without waiting, she swiped Wu Yue’s comm and deducted the points.

Then, she immediately started packing up every item in the store:

“Today’s deal: buy one, take the whole damn store. You bought my 15-credit treasure, so I’m dumping last season’s rags on you.”

Buried alive under a pile of clothes,

From beneath the pile of clothes, Wu Yue's voice sounded muffled,

"You don’t think I look easy to fool, do you?"

The shop owner’s hand froze instantly, what was going on? Had she figured it out so quickly?!

That shouldn’t be possible! They specifically said she had no idea about the big boss’s background!

Suddenly,

Wu Yue added, "Actually, I’m pretty savvy. Even if it’s just 15 credits, I don’t want to buy a bunch of your clearance rack clothes."

Save where it counts, spend where it matters—never waste a single credit on junk.

The shop owner let out a sigh of relief.