Chapter 28

Chapter 28

Before entering, Shen Gali made a final desperate struggle: "Can't I just wait outside?"

Uncle Li said with a serious face: "Returning to your in-laws' house but not entering the house, Mr. Shen, this goes against tradition. Our country has always..."

Shen Gali clenched his tiny fists.

"Fine, I'll go in, just stop nagging."

As soon as he entered, he ran into Troublemaker #1, who was tending to the flowers and plants in the yard.

"Brother! Why are you back? I missed you so much. Why haven't you replied to my texts?" Shen Lanqing dropped the small shovel in his hand and hurried over upon seeing him.

He had been digging in the garden for a long time, getting dirt all over his clothes and face.

He immediately put on a smile and approached Shen Gali, but the next second, he stepped back, turned his head away, and hastily brushed the dirt off his face and clothes.

After confirming he was clean, he smiled again: "I saw an empty spot in the garden, so I planted your favorite lisianthus. In a few months, the garden will be full of flowers. You must come see it then, brother."

Shen Gali was taken aback.

Lisianthus? How did he know he liked lisianthus? Actually, his mother liked them, so he loved them out of affection for her.

Although his not-so-bright mind couldn't figure it out, Shen Gali still gritted his teeth and squeezed out a "Thank you."

"As long as brother likes it, there's no need to thank me. It's the least I could do." Shen Lanqing lowered his head to hide the blush on his cheeks.

After a long moment, he looked up and saw Nan Liujing sitting in a wheelchair beside Shen Gali.

His expression darkened, and he forced a smile: "Hello, Brother Jing. Long time no see."

Nan Liujing studied him impassively and only gave a slight nod after a long while.

"The sun is strong outside. Young Master Lanqing, why don't we talk inside?" Uncle Li, seeing them standing outside for so long and knowing that Shen Gali disliked the sun, quickly reminded them.

Shen Lanqing looked troubled: "There are guests at home, people from the F.L Group. Mother asked me to step out for a while. Otherwise, would you like to wait in my room first?"

As he spoke, he reached out to take Shen Gali's hand: "Brother has never been to my room, right? There are many little surprises there that you wouldn't expect."

"No need. We're not here to discuss anything. We'll leave after seeing you." Nan Liujing interrupted him.

Shen Lanqing's hand froze mid-air, and the smile on his face gradually faded.

"Let's go." Nan Liujing called to Uncle Li.

Watching the three of them leave, Shen Lanqing finally withdrew his hand, hid it behind his back, and slowly clenched his fingers.

"How annoying."

Shen Gali stood at the entrance of the main hall and let out a long sigh.

Entering, he saw Troublemakers No. 2, No. 3, and No. 4.

The foster mother, who had been happily chatting with the guests, was momentarily startled upon seeing Shen Gali, but quickly recovered her smile and hurried to greet him: "What a day! Gali and our son-in-law are back too. Isn't that a coincidence?"

Shen Gali glanced sideways at Troublemaker No. 4 on the sofa.

"Coincidence? What a small world."

The little tyke with a Korean bowl cut was dressed in a little suit with a black bow tie at the collar, his shiny leather shoes bright enough to be mirrors. Just like yesterday, his childish face wore a mature and steady expression beyond his years.

Next to him sat a young woman with long curly hair, as beautiful as a rose, with an elegant and refined aura, noble and dignified. It was clear at a glance that she was Hein's mother.

Seeing Shen Gali and the others, the woman stood up to greet them: "Mr. Shen, I've heard so much about you. Nice to meet you. I am Mona, the CFO of the F.L Group."

Then she smiled at Nan Liujing: "CEO Nan, long time no see. We met before at the board meeting. Do you remember me?"

Nan Liujing nodded: "Hello, long time no see."

Shen Gali, feeling awkward, discreetly hid behind Nan Liujing.

It was the little tyke Hein, who'd been silent, that spoke first: "Shen Gali, why didn't you log into the game to see me yesterday? I waited for you till dawn."

Mona quickly patted Hein on the shoulder: "That's rude. You should call him brother."

Shen Gali closed his eyes and looked at the ceiling: "Don't call me that—it's fine if you don't. Better if you don't. Am I invisible yet? If not, speed it up."

The little tyke snorted coldly: "Why call him brother? He'll soon be part of my family. Calling him brother would make us seem distant."

Everyone: ???

"Part of your family?"

Mona covered her mouth with her hand and smiled apologetically: "Ah, this child, I've spoiled him. Yesterday, as soon as he got home, he insisted that I come to the Shen family to propose marriage. Last night, he waited online for Mr. Shen until dawn, and ended up falling asleep on the table. I told him to go to bed, but he said he would only sleep after Mr. Shen came online. I couldn't talk him out of it, so I had to bring him here today to visit."

Hein cleared his throat, his sparse little eyebrows slightly furrowed, and corrected sternly: "It's not just to visit. I'm here to formally propose to my future in-laws. And, Mom, don't go around telling such embarrassing stories. I'm a man of dignity."

These words left the foster parents speechless, Shen Gali speechless, and Uncle Li speechless.

Nan Liujing looked at the little punk through his sunglasses, and after a while, a disdainful smile curled at the corner of his lips.

Hein walked right up to Shen Gali, glanced at Nan Liujing, then looked up at Shen Gali:

"Shen Gali, what do you think? If you come with me, I'll treat you well in terms of money and stuff. Although I'm currently busy with my studies, time flies – in just over ten years, after I finish my studies, I will take you on regular overseas trips, take you out to unwind, and pay close attention to your moods."

Shen Gali: ...

"Not interested. I don't like playing with elementary school kids." Shen Gali tried to provoke him again.

What did this little brat see in him? He would change it if he could.

Sure enough, upon hearing the words "elementary school kid," the child's brows furrowed, his lips pressed tightly into a wavy line, and a faint redness rimmed his big eyes.

"S-Shen Gali." Hein's voice trembled slightly. "I'll grow up soon. Time goes by so fast. Don't you think so?"

The child was almost in tears, and the childish adults behind were covering their mouths, barely holding back laughter.

He clenched his teeth and held back his tears: "Please don't treat me like a little kid. I've thought about it seriously for a long time before deciding to come and propose."

Before Shen Gali could speak, Nan Liujing, who had been watching the show, spoke up first:

"Elementary... little kid, I know your sincerity, but have you considered that the Shen Gali you like is already married? And his husband is right here watching you."

Upon hearing this, the child immediately dropped his pitiful expression, straightened his back, and tried to meet Nan Liujing's eyes, who was seated in his wheelchair.

Then, with a tone dripping with coldness, sarcasm, and disdain, he asked:

"Who are you? Are you that great? Do you know that in the game, Shen Gali gave me a hundred berries but only gave everyone else eighty-eight? And I'm the sole heir of the F.L Group. Whatever you can give Shen Gali, I can give him. What you can't give, I can too... Mph!"

The next second, Mona rushed over and covered her child's mouth, saying to Nan Liujing with an awkward smile, "President Nan, I'm so sorry. This child is spoiled and has no filter. If he offended you, I apologize on his behalf."

The child let out muffled "mmm" sounds of protest under her hand.

Nan Liujing casually flicked a speck of dust off his clothes, not even bothering to look up. "Madam, you flatter me. Why would I stoop to arguing with an elementary school student?"

ELEMENTARY SCHOOL STUDENT!

Hein's eyes widened in fury. It was one thing when Shen Gali called him that—after all, Shen Gali could do no wrong—but what right did this man with bad legs have to call him that?

He pulled his mother's hand away, took a deep breath, and tried his best to maintain his cool CEO persona: "I suggest you know your place. The Hai family is not someone you can afford to mess with. Be smart and divorce Shen Gali quickly. Mom, help me pick a good day for the wedding."

Nan Liujing sneered.

Mona sighed helplessly and quietly said to the foster mother, "I'm sorry for the trouble. If we don't go along with him, he'll be insufferable for the next six months. It's just a child's whim. We'll go through the motions to satisfy him, and that'll be that. What do you think?"

The foster mother gave an awkward smile. "I suppose that's the only way. I'll find some time to talk some sense into our son-in-law."

(She didn't understand what was so great about Shen Gali. Wasn't her own son, Shen Lanqing, good enough? This little kid had no taste.)

Afraid the child would keep provoking Nan Liujing, Mona quickly pulled Hein aside and coaxed him, "Your mother-in-law has already agreed to the wedding. If you want to marry your brother smoothly, come home with me today, and we'll find a fortune teller to pick an auspicious date."

The little boy finally calmed down, raising an eyebrow at Nan Liujing in defiance. "Alright, Mom. Let's pick a date—the sooner, the better."

Then he turned to the foster parents and bowed respectfully. "Then it's settled, Father-in-law, Mother-in-law. See you around."

Foster father Gong Yuan's jaw nearly dropped.

(Who am I? Where am I?)

Hein then bowed to Shen Gali. "Fiancée, I look forward to the days ahead. See you."

As the child left, he casually slipped one hand into his pocket, exuding machismo—a dashing, confident figure who never looked back at explosions.

Nan Liujing: "...Ha."

(Childish.)

With the troublemakers gone, one would expect the family to sit down and share a meal. Nan Liujing was about to leave first, when Shen Gali quietly followed him out.

"What's the matter?" Nan Liujing glanced at him from the corner of his eye. "Weren't you here to see your mother?"

"I've seen her. I'm so tired—headache, sore throat, aching all over. I need to lie down for ten minutes to recharge," Shen Gali said in a weak, ethereal voice, as if he had just accomplished something monumental that had worn him out.

Nan Liujing wasn't interested in the reason and said nothing as Uncle Li helped him into the car.

Seeing him about to leave, Shen Lanqing, who had been tending to the flowers in the yard, hurried over with a disappointed look. "Brother, you're leaving so soon? Won't you stay for lunch?"

That "brother" kept repeating like a perpetual motion machine, making Shen Gali's head ring.

He quickened his pace to escape.

It was the fastest he had ever walked—striding like the wind.

Back home, Nan Liujing dropped the line "Keep leveling up my game account" and went upstairs to deal with work.

Shen Gali lay in bed for about an hour, recovering some energy. But the moment he thought of that damn game, his mood plummeted.

Dragging his leaden body to the computer, he logged into the game—

Almost the moment he logged in,

A notification popped up: Player SUN is also online.

Player SUN immediately sent a message: "Pack your items and leave the guild."

"Tieniu Ju: ?"

"SUN: I was born in the Year of the Dog."

"Tieniu Ju: ???"

(What was this person talking about? What did dogs and cats have to do with anything?)

[SUN: Year of the Dog, element Earth. The guild 'One Wood Three Flowers' carries the Wood element. Wood overcomes Earth. Leaving the guild is necessary.]

This SUN was strange, just like Nan Liujing—also born in the Year of the Dog—both equally odd.

Entering the guild had been as quick as leaving it. The guild leader was offline, and the vice leader had been itching to kick out the deadweight Tieniu Ju for days. So they approved both exit requests without hesitation.

Shen Gali could almost picture Hein smashing his computer when he found out.

(Good thing they ran fast.)

After leaving the guild, their house was relocated to the wilderness, surrounded by shabby fences, looking completely out of place.

"SUN: Let's finish building the house today. Follow me to the forest to collect the needed materials."

"Tieniu Ju: ."

Before leaving, a panel popped up: [Player SUN has sent you the 'Hope Eagle' outfit. Accept?]

"SUN: Accept it. Your vest is hideous."

Shen Gali couldn't be bothered arguing with her, so he accepted the outfit and changed in an instant.

Standing next to SUN, he realized this outfit was a couple set with SUN's.

(Oh, I see. In the original story, the villain caught the original protagonist cheating and meeting an online lover—probably not Mu Yan, but SUN.)

(Here comes the dark room~)

Shen Gali's behavior did a 180. Wherever SUN went, he followed, sticking to her like glue.

But SUN was strange too. As a high-level player, she could kill the low-level infected wolves in the forest with one punch. Yet when a wolf attacked, she just stood there, letting it drain her HP until she collapsed.

Shen Gali had to pick berries for her—hundreds of them. He gave them to her, and just as she healed, she stood still again, letting the wolf attack her until she collapsed once more.

Shen Gali had to pick more berries to keep her alive.

In total, he picked over five hundred berries for SUN before she finally punched the wolf dead.

(He had previously given Mu Yan a hundred berries and SUN eighty-eight. Now, altogether, he had given SUN a full six hundred.)

SUN was satisfied and took Shen Gali to do other quests.

It wasn't until around three in the afternoon that they finally finished the planks for the roof. But SUN didn't intend to seal the roof. Instead, she led Tieniu Ju to the top-floor bedroom and pointed at the luxurious double bed: "Lie down."

Tieniu Ju climbed onto the bed, looking dazed.

Then Sun lay down next to him.

It was already night in the game. Turning the screen angle, he could see the night sky through the unroofed ceiling.

Stars hung low over the open plains, countless stars weaving a brilliant Milky Way, flowing with light and color, slanting down toward the eastern horizon like a clear, thin gauze slowly drifting.

Occasionally, aurora waves could be seen, tinging the Milky Way with a gentle lavender.

Shen Gali's fingers twitched, and a strange feeling welled up in his chest.

It was bittersweet—tinged with both ache and joy.

As he watched, a faint smile tugged at the corner of his mouth—a rare sight, beautiful as a painting.

On the other side of the screen, Nan Liujing lowered his head, his fingers pressing weakly against his forehead, and he let out a sigh.

What am I even doing…

After spending so much time with Shen Gali, I've become abnormal myself, actually thinking of taking him to see the stars.

Divorce—as soon as possible. Remove everything that could mess up his plan. This world must operate step by step according to his plan.

*

The campus promotional video featuring Shen Gali passed the school's review smoothly. The school's official account posted the final video on Weibo and the campus website as soon as it was received.

The college entrance exam had ended a while ago, and it was peak admissions season with results just out, so web traffic was high.

However, Jinhai University didn't really need it; with its reputation, there were plenty of top students dying to get in.

As soon as the video was released, many netizens attracted by its reputation left comments and likes:

"Me before the video: Pfft, Shen Gali… Me after: Holy crap! (The highest compliment from someone illiterate)"

"Shen Gali is way too good-looking. What kind of god-tier face is that? I want to apply, but I definitely won't make it in TAT"

"Your school really churns out talented people, and their looks rival the current crop of young idols in the entertainment industry [thumbs up]"

"Although Shen Gali had a bad reputation before, people should be given a chance to reform. I heard he even fell into a coma and was hospitalized for shooting this promotional video. That's seriously impressive."

"Before I saw him, I was especially annoyed by his name. After seeing him in person, I realized I'm just a shallow person whose morals follow my eyes."

"He's really good-looking—slim but not bony, aloof but not languid. Sure, he has a world-weary face, but—a world-weary face can still get into Jinhai University, so what excuse do you have to slack off?"

"But I still don't understand. Shouldn't a campus promotional video choose students with a positive image? This student obviously looks…"

"Haha, let me explain as a current student of Jinhai University: Our president's exact words were, every student can have unlimited opportunities and possibilities here. Jinhai University has always been based on inclusiveness, embracing all imperfections, acknowledging that existence itself is valid!"

"Wow wow wow! These words really enlightened me. Truly worthy of a president, so articulate [thumbs up]"

"Shen Gali is really good-looking, my heart's pounding…"

"Same here. Putting everything else aside, this face wipes out all my prejudice."

The official account manager was at a loss for words. They had clearly wanted to showcase the campus through the video, but all the comments were just admiring his looks.

But to be honest, Shen Gali in the video was beautiful on another level—even in fleeting shots, the subject on screen was still dazzling, white as fine jade, pure and untainted, giving a different sense of elegance and refinement.

That pair of eyes, seemingly unfocused and without a focal point, perfectly conveyed a vastness that said, "Jinhai University's vast grounds and rich history can't be captured in a single day."

Absolutely top-tier.

Behind the screen, at the Shen residence.

The printer emitted rhythmic clicking sounds, spitting out clear and vivid photos one by one.

Shen Lanqing gently fanned the photos to make sure they weren't tacky, then carefully trimmed the excess margins with a paper cutter. Afterwards, he pasted the stack of photos on the headboard in an artistic manner.

After doing all this, he lay on his stomach, chin in hands, staring at the photos, his feet swinging, and a soft smile spread across his lips.

So beautiful. Could there be anyone more beautiful than him in the world?

Suddenly, two knocks on the door. His mother poked her head in and smiled, "Qingqing, Feiyao is here."

Shen Lanqing's delicate brows furrowed, and his voice was low: "What's he here for?"

I'm still not over him humiliating my brother in front of everyone last time.

"Silly child, of course he came to see you. Put on something nice and come out to see Feiyao."

Shen Lanqing wanted to say, "No, tell him to go back," but Nan Feiyao never stood on ceremony. He entered the room familiarly, said "Auntie, thanks for your trouble," and closed the door.

Shen Lanqing shot him a sideways glance, thinking that since he was already in, he might as well hear his explanation first.

Nan Feiyao walked in, froze, and stepped right back out.

He stood at the door, looking at Shen Lanqing like he was a pervert.

"What's that stuck all over your wall?"

Shen Lanqing let out an angry laugh: "You came just to say this?"

"No. Why are all the promotional photos of Shen Gali on your wall? And that disgusting toy he gave you, why is it still here, sitting by your headboard?" Ever since he learned how that baby toy worked, Nan Feiyao felt nauseous at the sight of it.

Shen Lanqing's fingers slowly curled into fists.

He was certain that every word Nan Feiyao said was an insult to his brother.

Shen Lanqing sprang to his feet and rushed in front of Nan Feiyao, reaching out his hand: "Give me your phone."

Nan Feiyao was puzzled, but he'd do anything for Shen Lanqing, so he complied.

Shen Lanqing took the phone, found his own number, and deleted it.

Then he opened WeChat, found his own profile in the friends list, and blocked it.

"Are you crazy?!" Nan Feiyao reached out to grab his phone back.

Shen Lanqing sneered: "I let you in to hear your explanation, but if you're going to keep insulting my brother, there's no need. Please get out."

Nan Feiyao's eyes trembled. No matter how hard he racked his brain, he couldn't figure out why Shen Lanqing was so protective of a scumbag who had hurt him many times.

Does he have some kind of scab fetish?

No, Shen Gali must have drugged him with a love potion, PUAed him!

Damn Shen Gali, that bastard.

Nan Feiyao's teeth were grinding with rage at the door; the next second, he was shoved out by Shen Lanqing and the door slammed shut.

He decided he couldn't just sit and wait for doom. Lanqing was as innocent as a blank sheet of paper, easily fooled by sweet talk. He had to uproot the trouble to avoid future calamity.

*

At Nan Liujing's home, Shen Gali was facing the computer with faint dark circles under his eyes.

He just wanted to log into the game, do a simple quest, level up quickly, and then go to sleep. But SUN acted as if he had installed a surveillance camera on him; whenever he went online, within ten seconds SUN would also be online right on time.

So he was dragged again to a new map to collect higher-level materials.

He hated not only this world but also himself. He was a total pushover; every time he wanted to refuse, the other party would use the excuse of having risked his life to save him back at Chuiyue University. Feeling indebted, Shen Gali had no choice but to give up his chance to sleep and follow SUN up mountains and down seas to fight monsters.

Suddenly, Uncle Li knocked on the door: "Mr. Shen, Master Feiyao has come to visit. He's already downstairs."

Shen Gali: ?

Feiyao? Who?

He racked his brains for a long time—

Oh, Nan Liujing's younger brother.

"Let him wait," Shen Gali said without looking up.

Anyway, this person only came for two things: either to find him for no good, or to find Nan Liujing.

So it'd be fine not to see him.

But the next second, Nan Feiyao's voice appeared at the door: "Brother-in-law, so heartless; I wonder how I've offended you?"

Shen Gali was speechless. If only he could have such thick skin as Nan Feiyao, who could calmly barge into private space whether or not the host invited him, then he probably wouldn't live so painfully.

Shen Gali, who was in the middle of a quest, had to say: "@SUN, someone's here. I'm logging off."

Under normal circumstances, the other party would mostly say "Okay, you're busy," but SUN was like a curious baby and pressed on: [Who came?]

"Tieniu Ju: A busybody."

Having said that, he quickly logged off.

Little did he know, while he was chatting with SUN, Nan Feiyao had already opened the front camera of his phone and hidden it among the orchids on the desk, just facing Shen Gali's bed.

And Nan Feiyao unceremoniously plopped down on the edge of the bed, patted the bed, and said: "Brother-in-law, sit here. Long time no see. I want to chat with you."

Then! Shen Gali actually strode over, got into bed, covered himself with the quilt, put on a sleep mask, and said: "Yeah, go ahead. I'm listening."

Nan Feiyao: ...

Just then, Uncle Li entered with hot tea. The moment he saw this scene, his brows, sharp as swords, furrowed, and his eyes discreetly swept over Nan Feiyao.

Sitting on the brother-in-law's bed was against protocol, but the other party was the young master's younger brother, and also the youngest son of the Nan family, very precious, so naturally he couldn't be scolded.

Nan Feiyao glanced at the hot tea and asked, "No orange juice? I want iced orange juice."

Not much manners, but plenty of demands.

"Oranges are out of season; we don't have any. How about some watermelon juice as a substitute?"

Nan Feiyao stretched out his long legs and smiled oddly: "I don't like to settle. Uncle Li, you can't even handle such a simple thing? Should I go home and report the situation to my father? Given the way you are, I'm really worried about how my brother lives."

Uncle Li gritted his silver teeth, his graying beard trembling slightly.

"I'll go out and buy some for you immediately, please wait..."

No, something's not right.

Nan Feiyao and Shen Gali had probably only met once or twice, but between him and the young master, they could talk for three days and nights without finishing.

Uncle Li originally wanted to order fruit delivery, but he was more cautious.

If he ordered delivery, Nan Feiyao would probably have ten thousand reasons to send him away. So it was better to go along with him, pretending to obey while going behind his back.

Uncle Li respectfully withdrew from the room, opened the front door and went out. After ordering delivery, he came to the garden, found a hidden stone statue to shield himself.

This spot was exactly facing Shen Gali's room; through the floor-to-ceiling window, he could see every move of the two.

Crouching down—

In the room, Shen Gali was drowsy and about to fall asleep.

Nan Feiyao's voice came from beside his ear: "Brother-in-law, actually, I came this time because I have something on my mind and want someone to confide in."

Shen Gali: Zzz

"Was I too abrupt? Last time I embarrassed you in front of so many people, and now I'm asking you to be my sounding board."

Shen Gali: Zzzz

"But, brother-in-law, how are you and my brother lately? He's in a high position at the company, very busy, probably rarely comes home, right?"

"If that's the case, don't you feel lonely? Lanqing too, I don't know how I offended him, but he hasn't been talking to me lately..."

Nan Feiyao secretly observed Shen Gali's expression, unsure whether he was faking sleep.

In response, there was only the steady rhythm of breathing.

"If you feel lonely, how about... we... play something fun?" Nan Feiyao slowly leaned over, only a finger's width away from Shen Gali's face.

Nan Feiyao didn't believe Shen Gali wouldn't take the bait. With Shen Gali's wild nature, could he really fancy a cripple? A useless cripple not even fit to be heir? In fact, Shen Gali had probably been eyeing him for a long time. If Nan Feiyao made the first move, his phone would capture evidence to send to Nan Liujing—then he'd see Shen Gali's ugly state, beaten black and blue.

Ha, slut, even able to seduce my own brother? What else can't you do?

Not responding? Fine, I'll take it as consent.

Nan Feiyao purposely adjusted the angle to ensure the phone could capture everything from all angles without blind spots, then gently lifted the blanket—

Suddenly, hurried footsteps came from the corridor.

The next second, more than a dozen men in black suits appeared at the door.

Nan Feiyao was stunned.

When the men in black saw this, they thought, This is outrageous! In a few quick moves, they hauled Nan Feiyao up and mobbed him, pinning him down.

"Fuck! Who are you?! Let me go!" Nan Feiyao's face pressed against the cold floor, his words becoming muffled.

Shen Gali was woken up by the noise.

As soon as he removed the blindfold, he saw such a bizarre scene.

Why was Nan Feiyao lying on the floor? Oh, got it, he was absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

But how did these men in black get in? No one should know the passcode lock on Nan Liujing's house, right?

Uncle Li, hiding behind the statue: coming to claim credit~

The black-suited bodyguards at the door automatically made way, and then a little dude in a custom-tailored suit, hair combed like an adult, walked in with an arrogant stride.

Shen Gali, in danger.

Is it too late to play dead now?

"Little brat, tell your lackeys to let go!" Nan Feiyao roared, his expression almost identical to his mother's when she roars.

Hein looked down at the man on the floor with arrogance and said indifferently: "Who are you."

Before Nan Feiyao could answer, he added: "Who you are doesn't matter. Today is a big day for me and Shen Gali. I advise you to be smart. After today, he will be mine. I'll allow you one last look at him. If you dare to covet him in the future, don't blame me for gouging out your eyes."

Nan Feiyao: ?

What nonsense is this little brat spouting?

Though the little guy knew a lot, his understanding of emotions was still a blank slate. He didn't understand cheating or extramarital affairs. He simply stubbornly believed that anyone appearing in Shen Gali's room were admirers or rivals in love.

One of the bodyguards leaned down and whispered in Nan Feiyao's ear: "This is the only son of the F.L Group, young master Hein. I suggest you behave yourself."

Nan Feiyao laughed upon hearing this and retorted aggressively: "When Huanhai Electronics monopolized the country's industries, you were nowhere to be found. You? Tell me to behave? You're not even qualified."

The men heard this and realized that the person they were piling on top of was the most likely heir to Huanhai Electronics—Nan Feiyao!

They quickly got up and stepped aside, saying in unison: "Our apologies."

Shen Gali was very weak.

Could they stop acting out this melodramatic scene in his room? He didn't like it, and it was noisy.

The little guy didn't care about Huanhai Electronics or whatever. He waved his little hand and pulled a phone out of the orchid pot beside him.

Instantly, Nan Feiyao dropped his aggressive posture, and his face turned deathly pale.

Damn it, this little brat got the crucial evidence first.

As soon as the child took the phone, he saw his own face on it. He adjusted his tie slightly, using the phone as a mirror, raised an eyebrow, and said: "Trying to take a picture of your romantic moment with Shen Gali to cure your loneliness?"

Nan Feiyao: ?

"Crash!" The phone was slammed to the ground, and immediately, a shiny little shoe stomped on it, grinding it left and right.

The screen immediately went black, covered in cracks like a spider web.

Nan Feiyao's eyes slowly widened, trembling as if hit by a magnitude-8 earthquake: "You...!"

"I'll pay you back," Hein sneered coldly, then looked up at Shen Gali. "Shen Gali, I need you to tell me clearly, choose me or choose him. You can only have one husband."

He believed in respecting Shen Gali's wishes, but in terms of looks, knowledge, and talent, he was absolutely not inferior to this messy man on the floor.

Shen Gali was bundled up in his blanket, clearly having lost weight.

He really wanted to tell this kid's parents to let him read fewer domineering CEO novels.

So he actually thought that he and Nan Feiyao were having an affair.

Although his health was poor, he wasn't blind.

"I choose neither," Shen Gali slumped weakly to one side.

"Why? I need to know the reason," Hein asked coldly, narrowing his eyes.

Shen Gali could probably guess how Hein's father chased his mother back then.

He wasn't cursing.

He was too lazy to think of a reason. He just wanted to lie down for another five minutes quickly, so he simply said something definitive to avoid these people bothering him later.

"I only do husband, understand?"

Hein frowned gradually, as if a battle was raging inside him. Then he looked up at the bodyguard beside him: "Does he mean I should be the wife?"

The bodyguard gave a regretful nod.

"Let me be the wife?" he asked again.

The response was another regretful nod, vigorous as pounding garlic.

His small, fair fingers slowly clenched, his fingertips digging into his palm, leaving his knuckles white with tension.

Shen Gali closed his eyes.

He responded to Hein with brainwaves: Got it? If you got it, then scram.

The scene was dead silent. Everyone present seemed to hold their breath, leaving only Shen Gali's rhythmic breathing. He seemed to have fallen asleep again.

"I understand."

After almost a century, a firm and powerful voice suddenly rang out.

"Pop!" Shen Gali's sleepy bubble burst.

He lazily opened his eyes, and in his slightly blurred vision was the child's determined and resolute expression.

"If it's just being a wife, I'll do it."

Shen Gali: ...

Everyone: ...

If their young master were a dozen years older, now there would probably be no place for Nan Liujing.

Shen Gali didn't understand. As someone lazy and indifferent, he had tried so much to change everything that elementary school kids liked. Why wouldn't he let him go?

A headache, as if someone had hit him hard on the back of the head with a club.

"Don't dream big. The conditions for being my wife are very strict. If you can meet them, then come and brag," Shen Gali said, lying down and pulling the covers over himself, loving no one.

"State your conditions. If I can't do any of them, you can punish me," Hein said firmly.

He firmly believed that as the son of a financial conglomerate, having received top-notch education since childhood, there was nothing in this world he couldn't do.

After speaking, he grabbed Nan Feiyao's collar and tried to pull him up twice but failed, so he coughed tactically.

"But I also have conditions. You cannot arbitrarily deny my efforts because of your personal feelings. Call your butler up to be the judge. I want to personally compete with this person to see who is the most perfect wife."

Nan Feiyao: ?

So what the hell does this have to do with me???