I have ten trillion licking dog gold

Everyone has the right to pursue happiness.

as well as.

The right to pursue happiness again.

The grand and spacious lobby, with its 6-meter-high ceiling, features a giant crystal chandelier hanging from a crystal dome, its light and shadow creating a dazzling spectacle. The floor is paved with imported Italian ivory white marble, inlaid with black, gold, and amber patterns. The walls are inlaid with gilded wainscoting and adorned with 19th-century Portuguese nautical-themed oil paintings. European-style fireplaces stand on either side, their marble mantels decorated with scrollwork. The reception room blends Chinese and Western styles. One side features a Chinese-style mahogany carved screen depicting landscapes and figures, paired with rosewood furniture and a Suzhou-style embroidered carpet. The other side boasts Portuguese rattan sofas with velvet cushions, complemented by floor-to-ceiling stained-glass windows. Natural light filters through the glass, refracting into a kaleidoscope of colors—a view that most people can only dream of in a lifetime.

"Excuse me for asking."

Fourth Wife solemnly went to place the gifts, including taking the bouquet of carnations from Ho Yee-fai. There was only a young couple in the reception room.

"If it's presumptuous of you, then don't ask."

Someone's mouth was directly gagged.

He seemed to understand, and asked rather tactlessly, "Don't you like carnations?"

He Yihui remained noncommittal; her exotic face, though so vibrant and passionate, displayed an exceptionally dignified and serene demeanor.

Why buy two bunches?

She asked.

why?
This question stumped the resourceful man.

He had no idea why.

It was prepared by Bai Haoran.

of course.

Since the gifts were all given through others, it was definitely not something that could be told the truth, otherwise it would be really presumptuous. Someone retorted confidently, "What's wrong with buying two bouquets? If you have them and Fourth Wife doesn't, wouldn't Fourth Wife have a problem with that?"

What will Mommy's opinion be?

Someone was quickly locked onto by those deep, captivating eyes. "What's your relationship with Mommy?"

Jiang Chen understood and remained calm, "I don't know about your area, but in mainland China, if there are elders present, you absolutely cannot arrive empty-handed. It's a basic courtesy."

Nonsense.

They don't understand at all.

Is bringing two bouquets of flowers a basic courtesy, or what exactly constitutes a courtesy? Even if you don't know, you can ask AI.

Therefore, the worst thing is to pretend to know what you don't.

However...

He Yihui certainly wouldn't understand either. She grew up in Macau and received a Western education. She had only been to the mainland a handful of times.

She didn't understand the meaning of the two bouquets, but she did understand the symbolism of roses.

Oh.

I also know about carnations.

Just imagine.

She accepted carnations, while her mother accepted roses… It’s fortunate that Miss He is a proper young lady from a respectable family, with a broad mind and high moral character. Otherwise, if it were a girl from an ordinary family, would she even dare to come in as a guest? She would probably have been thrown out with a mop long ago.

Is it appropriate to give roses to Mommy?

Chinese people like to beat around the bush and speak in riddles, but He Yihui, who received a Western education, obviously doesn't like to beat around the bush. Her straightforward question hits someone in the face. If it were an ordinary person, they would definitely be embarrassed and stunned on the spot. But Comrade Jiang Chen is someone who has practiced Taoist classics. He is calm and composed, I mean, he is not flustered in the face of danger.

"No."

He looked completely innocent, with just the right amount of bewilderment. "Didn't Fourth Wife choose her herself?"

That's right!

It's not like there weren't eyewitnesses.

It's true that he carried two bouquets of flowers, but whether they were red roses or carnations was something Fourth Wife chose herself.

"If Mommy wants it, you have to give it to her?"

Miss He did not argue unreasonably; she continued the torture based on the facts.

"I'm here as a guest, and Fourth Wife is an elder. How could I refuse her? If she wants it and I don't give it to her, how can she save face? Don't you understand this basic social etiquette?"

Someone actually started lecturing them with an air of righteous indignation.

He Yihui stopped arguing and calmed down. Perhaps she began to understand the good intentions of the Fourth Wife and learned the practical methods that the Fourth Wife personally taught her.

"Is the Fourth Prince too old?"

Jiang Chen got back to the main topic, picked up the antique purple clay cup, took a sip of aged Pu'er tea, and found it to be a standard item for the gambling king's family, with a mellow and lingering aroma.

The thoughtful young lady turned her gaze back to him, "What does it matter?"

"It doesn't matter."

Jiang Chen said casually, "Just asking. It's been more than a year since I last saw Fourth Wife, and she seems to have gotten younger."

"Isn't it because you came that I'm happy?"

He Yihui lowered her eyes and picked up the purple clay cup from the rosewood tea table.

Is the art style changing that fast?
Boss Jiang remained calm and composed, giving a cool and handsome smile. His charismatic aura radiated from him, making him incredibly charming.

"Really? If that's the case, then I should have come a long time ago."

A blush on her cheeks? Like a water lily shyly trembling in the cool breeze?
But she was He Yihui, serene and composed, her slender fingers caressing the teacup, "It's not too late today."

Jiang Chen didn't speak and continued to sip his tea.

"Mr. Jiang, I apologize for the neglect."

After giving the young couple enough time alone, Fourth Wife returned. As she sat down, an elegant and sophisticated fragrance filled the air, along with the aroma of tea and a subtle, lingering scent.

"Fourth Aunt, Yi Hui and I are very familiar with each other, so there's no need to be so formal. Just call me Jiang Chen or Xiao Jiang."

“You and Huihui are familiar with each other, but we are not. This is your first time visiting our home, right? So, let’s each keep to ourselves.”

Tsk.

What is wrist?

Even the smallest fourth wife is extremely powerful.

The joy of fighting against Heaven is endless, and the joy of fighting against man is equally endless.

Having dealt with many female elders before, Jiang Chen was fearless and handled the situation with ease. "I was just talking with Yi Hui. I should have come earlier, but I'm a bit shy. Without Fourth Madam's permission, I wouldn't dare to disturb you."

Fourth Aunt's eyebrows were arched, and from the moment she saw him, a smile never left her face. She rested her hands on her knees, looking graceful and elegant, while also exuding a girlish charm and playfulness. "So, it's my fault then? I wasn't proactive enough, which is why it took so long."

Don't just focus on drinking tea.

Did you listen attentively to the lecture?
There should be.

This is not.

Miss He, wasn't you keeping quiet and not saying a word?

"Fourth Wife, I think we don't need to blame ourselves. Everything is the best arrangement."

To deal with a woman like Fourth Wife, empty talk and platitudes definitely won't work. Fourth Wife looked at someone meaningfully and asked curiously, "Everything is the best arrangement? What do you mean?"

The man, though not old, had a rather dramatic and eventful life. He took a sip of tea and said calmly, “Don’t try to predict any particular outcome. Just get along naturally. Wherever fate takes you, that’s where you’ll go. If Heaven has a way, it will write the ending.”

What if Heaven were to act without justice?

Fourth Aunt asked, her slender and delicate eyebrows and eyes losing some of their frivolity and gaining some seriousness.

Jiang Chen held his teacup. "Then we should follow the will of Heaven."

So young, yet spouting such nonsense here?

However, when you're out and about, age is the least important label.

Fourth Wife remained noncommittal, glancing at her daughter.

Who knew that this disappointing girl would nod silently, looking as if her thoughts had been hit and she had found a kindred spirit.

ah~
What's that popular term again?

I've been subjected to PUA (Pick-Up Artist) tactics.

“Huihui’s dad often says: ‘Fighting against fate is endlessly joyful. Cowards lament yesterday, the strong conquer today, and lazy people wait for tomorrow.’ I think you and Huihui’s dad are the same kind of people.” Since her daughter was so disappointing, the mother had to take over. The fourth wife sighed emotionally, “How could people like you possibly submit to the way of fate? Even if fate demanded you go left, you would still insist on going right.”

Jiang Chen chuckled and shook his head, saying gently, "Fourth Madam flatters me. How could I possibly be compared to the Gambling King?"

Fourth Wife picked up a simple, antique teapot crafted by a renowned artisan; the teapot's embossed patterns were exquisite. She then personally poured tea for someone.

"No need to be modest. Huihui's daddy's era has ended, and your era has just begun."

The tea poured into the cup created ripples.
This short sentence is a high praise indeed.

Even though Mr. Jiang is a man who is not easily swayed by external gains or losses, and has a remarkably strong will, he still unconsciously feels a sense of satisfaction because of the other party's evaluation.

Sugar-coated bullets aren't just effective on women.

Who says it can't be used to deal with men?

"I'll do it myself."

Jiang Chen went to retrieve the teapot.

"You are a guest."

Fourth Aunt refused, insisting on filling his teacup, and then put down the teapot, saying, "Besides, you've helped Huihui so much. A cup of tea is not enough to express my gratitude."

"Fourth Mrs., please don't say that. Yi Hui and I have a mutually beneficial relationship. There is no question of one helping the other. Without Yi Hui, Xinghui would not have been able to gain a foothold in Macau so smoothly."

It's like a slippery eel, so slippery!

However, the fourth wife was not surprised at all.

No man who achieves great things is easy to deal with; she has plenty of experience in this regard.

"That's because you chose Yi Hui. Otherwise, if it were Jun Ru, the effect would have been the same, right? Her father always told us that we must be grateful and repay kindness. I really wanted to thank you in person, but I never had the chance."

"If Fourth Madam insists on saying this, then Yi Hui gave me the beast and dog heads, isn't that repaying her kindness?"

"Dog head?"

Fourth Aunt frowned slightly, then looked at her daughter, her delicate face, which would put even her peers to shame, showing a look of shock. "You gave me that beast head your father gave you..."

"Fourth Madam doesn't know?"

Seeing this, the man was also surprised. It was no ordinary sculpture. He thought that He Yihui must have discussed such a big matter with her family before making the decision.

"I do not know……"

Fourth Aunt shook her head blankly, "That dog's head has been kept in her private vault ever since her father gave it to her. I've only seen it once."

Someone couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

Oops.

I let it slip.

It's kind of like a child secretly stealing gold bars from the house and giving them away.

He looked at He Yihui apologetically.

"I forgot to tell Mommy."

He Yihui, who had been studying quietly, finally spoke up.

only.

—Did I forget to mention that?
Isn't that a bit too easy?!
Is this what you call an explanation?
Fourth Aunt's lips moved, she was both amused and exasperated. If Jiang Chen, an outsider, hadn't been there, she definitely would have gotten angry.

"Mommy knows that it was given to you by your daddy, but shouldn't you say hello to Mommy? It's the most precious thing your daddy left you."

The value of a dog's head is self-evident and cannot be simply measured by wealth.

A sensible person would offer to return the item to its rightful owner at this time. Jiang Chen is certainly a sensible person; even when he was in preschool, he would hand over any one yuan he found on the roadside to the police.

Since he didn't have his mother's consent or even her knowledge, he was definitely willing to switch, but the key problem was—the dog's head wasn't in his hands right now!
He sent it to Lan Peizhi's private collection.

of course.

The title is only temporary.

But is it really that easy to get it back?

"Now Mommy knows, doesn't she?"

"..."

"..."

He Yihui's casual remark was infuriating. Fourth Aunt felt a tightness in her chest, her words caught in her throat, and she almost fainted. Her lips trembled, as if she wanted to say something but couldn't.

"Fourth wife."

Someone quickly tried to ease the tension, "The dog's head is still with me, perfectly intact. Fourth Aunt, give me some time, I promise to deliver the dog's head safely..."

Before Jiang Chen could finish speaking, Fourth Aunt raised her hand to interrupt him, "You've misunderstood. Once something is given away, there's no reason to take it back. I'm just angry that this girl didn't tell me a single word. Does she even respect me as her mother anymore...?"

"What is Fourth Aunt laughing at?"

Jiang Chen asked, puzzled.

That's right.

Everything was fine.

Why did you start laughing while you were talking?

Realizing her loss of composure, Fourth Wife quickly suppressed her smile and put on a stern face, saying, "I'm just angry."

Ok.

There is indeed a saying that goes, "too angry to laugh."

That makes perfect sense.

"I won't do that again. From now on, I'll discuss things with Mommy." He Yihui, who was expected to remain firm, suddenly softened her tone.

Let those unfilial children see this.

The less capable a person is, the more rebellious they tend to be.

Do parents really get angry with their children?
Most people won't.

All they need is an attitude.

Seeing He Yihui admit her mistake, the fourth wife, who relied on her daughter for support, felt her anger subside like a punctured balloon. She shook her head and said, "No need. You're not a child anymore. You can do things independently all along. You don't need to discuss your decisions with me in the future. I just hope you can take responsibility for your actions."

Fourth Aunt tried her best to suppress the corners of her mouth.

I almost couldn't resist again.

A dog's head, thrown into a vault, is just an inanimate object, utterly worthless.

Moreover, she doesn't care at all about national treasures or anything like that.

Her surprise stemmed from the fact that her daughter, whom she considered "weak," was not what she had imagined.

Such courage, such decisiveness, such initiative... she's just as capable as she was back then.

She subtly observed her daughter, her gaze revealing a newfound respect.

"I still need to discuss it with Mommy. Mommy has been through more than me, and she has more experience and life wisdom than I do. I need Mommy's guidance."

Damn it.

Wait a minute.

I didn't change the channel.

Why are we suddenly seeing such a loving mother and filial daughter dynamic?

The sudden change in style left Mr. Jiang somewhat bewildered, so he could only remain silent, quietly sipping his tea, while also feeling a pang of emotion at the He family's atmosphere.

It's said that wealthy families have many rules.

But so far, the wealthy families he has met have all been quite open-minded and tolerant in their approach to education.

Ugh.

How enviable! (End of Chapter)