I have ten trillion licking dog gold

What does it mean to look good but be useless?

That's it.

So what if she's pretty? A VIP fell to the ground, and none of the many nannies could help her up.

"What happened, Mommy?"

After a brief moment of stunned silence, He Yihui questioned Fourth Wife.

Fourth Aunt spread her hands innocently, "He's drunk. I warned him, is his alcohol tolerance really that low?"

Drunk?

how is this possible.

Why am I okay?
And Mommy.

They were drinking the same wine, even though it was poured from the same bottle.

but.

It's impossible for her to just faint.

"Mommy."

He Yihui called out, her expression solemn.

"What's wrong? So what if you're drunk? It's not a big deal."

"Did Mommy do something to it?"

He Yihui speaks frankly and without reservation.

No. How could that be?

Fourth wife immediately denied it, saying, "What tricks could Mommy possibly play? Don't we all drink the same kind of wine?"

Yes.

Could it be that this wine can be "precision guided"?
Only men get drunk, not women?

"alright."

Seeing her daughter remain silent, Fourth Wife smiled broadly, "Why the long face? Would Mommy really harm him?"

"Mommy, that's very impolite."

Fourth Wife disagreed, saying, "It doesn't matter. If he takes offense, Mommy will take full responsibility. Just say it was all Mommy's idea and has nothing to do with you."

They admitted it anyway.

He Yihui looked at her cup, which still had a little wine left.

"The alcohol is fine."

Fourth Wife stopped hiding it and said, "It's a cup."

That's it!

He Yihui suddenly understood, her thick eyebrows still furrowed. "Why did Mommy make such a decision on her own? Why didn't she discuss it with me?"

"Discuss it with you? Would you agree if I discussed it with you?"

Fourth Aunt smiled, her tone subtly tinged with disdain.

Feeling offended, He Yihui said angrily, "You're acting recklessly."

Fourth Aunt scoffed, leaning back in her elegant chair. "Huihui, you are relatively brave, but not enough. Don't listen to any theories of destiny; that's brainwashing you. In today's young people's terms, it's called PUA. Our family runs a casino, so destiny is just like gambling. Let me tell you, to change your life, you have to take risks."

Wait a mininute.

Regardless of whether these remarks are reasonable or not.

Shouldn't we take care of the guests first?

It's still lying on the ground.

"Mommy, I'm an adult now. I know what I should do, and I don't need your interference!"

Ok.

It's okay to lie down for a while.

Anyway, with the constant temperature system, I don't have to worry about catching a cold.

"Okay."

Fourth Aunt nodded and crossed her arms. "Then Mommy won't interfere anymore. You decide what to do now."

He Yihui shifted her gaze to the guy who had collapsed unconscious without warning, leaving the nannies helpless.

Get up.

This is not a place to sleep.

"You now have two choices. First, arrange to send him back, and pretend nothing happened. Continue to wait for the guidance of Heaven."

Fourth Sister offered her advice in an outsider's tone.

and then?
Why did it stop?

Isn't there a second way?
Although you can't see outside, judging from the position of the hour hand on the medieval clock in the hall, the sun must have completely sunk below the horizon, and the full moon is beginning to climb above the branches.

They get people drunk like this and then send them away?

Isn't that incredibly impolite?

The fourth wife remained quiet and waited patiently, and as expected, she did not interfere again.

"Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock..."

A few seconds of silence.

"Ask someone to help carry Mr. Jiang to his room."

He Yihui spoke.

A ripple of emotion spread across Fourth Wife's face, spreading across her face as she revealed a gratified and satisfied smile.

Is that so?

She truly is her daughter.

It's easy to understand.

Finally, the bodyguards came in, and it took six people working together to lift the person up. Some supported the hands, some the feet, some the body, and some the head, trying to put them in the most comfortable position possible, even if the person might not feel anything.

To some extent.

Does this count as a "carriage carried by eight men"?
The person was finally lifted up, but the bodyguards hesitated. "...Miss, which room should we take her to?"

Yes.

The instructions are too vague.

There are so many rooms.

"The room next to the young lady."

The fourth wife spoke on her behalf.

Children may grow up, but when necessary, parents still need to step forward, act as streetlights, and guide the way.

"Yes."

Bodyguards formed a human sedan chair and carried Boss Jiang away, followed by several nannies. It was quite a grand procession for the subsequent service work.

Don't drunkards usually just get dumped on the roadside?
The wealthy are truly corrupt.

The trouble was temporarily resolved, and only the mother and daughter remained at the dinner table.

Fourth Aunt's eyes were unfocused, and it was unclear what she was thinking.

He Yihui is the same.

“Even now, I still dream about your daddy often. Every time I dream about him, I can’t help but find that thumb ring, touch it, and look at it.”

Fourth Aunt said softly.

"But every time I dream of him, it's the scene of him playing with you when you were little. Mommy knows that your daddy doesn't like me that much, but what does it matter? Mommy likes him."

"Mommy doesn't just like, she idolizes."

He Yihui said calmly.

Fourth Aunt smiled gently, neither angry nor annoyed, and nodded instead, "Yes, you're right. I did admire your father. Back then, in my heart, your father was the most outstanding man in the world, radiating light, while I was just so ordinary."

But that's okay. Women can take shortcuts. You don't need to strive to improve yourself; simply walk alongside great people, and you too will become great.

"Now, doesn't Mommy think Daddy is the best man in the world?"

Regardless of whether the parents' views are right or wrong, as children, we should not judge them, especially since she is someone who enjoys the fruits of others' labor without contributing anything.

They enjoyed the benefits and then stood on the moral high ground to spout nonsense.

That's not hypocrisy.

That's called being a beast.

Fourth Aunt chuckled, then remained silent for a moment before sighing softly, “Talented people emerge in every generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years. Every era has its protagonist. So what we women need to do, and what is the most important business, is to hone our eyesight, to dig out that protagonist from the vast sea of ​​people, and then use all our skills to squeeze to his side, grab his hand, or if all else fails, grab his clothes.”

"..."

Although it was inappropriate, He Yihui almost couldn't help but purse her lips as a small gesture to ease the tension.

The mighty Yangtze River flows eastward.

No one can live forever.

Therefore, the trendsetters at the crest of the wave will always change.

Then.

Who is the protagonist of this generation that Mommy is referring to?
Was he the guy who suddenly fell to the ground, did some kind of performance art, and then got carried away?
What protagonist ever looks like this?

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Outside the manor.

The driver stood by the Rolls-Royce door, constantly glancing at his watch.

He had already eaten.

In wealthy families, etiquette is naturally impeccable.

So he wasn't in a hurry to get back for dinner; he was just worried about why Mr. Jiang hadn't come out yet. Don't let his role as just a driver fool you; he's also a bodyguard.
So here comes the question.

The driver is only responsible for the boss's transportation, while the bodyguard is responsible for the boss's safety.

The boss has been missing for half a day and there's still no sign of him. Even if it's just out of a sense of duty, we should definitely be on high alert.

The driver kept checking his watch and glancing into the manor. He had already asked around and been told they were having a meal. He couldn't keep asking.

Should we just go in?

That's too presumptuous.

After much deliberation, the driver cautiously took out his phone and made a call.

"Mr. Bai."

"Ah."

It was the voice of Bai Haoran, who kept his achievements hidden.

The driver looked at the manor gate and said, "Mr. Jiang went in and hasn't come out yet."

The driver was doing his job dutifully, but Bai Haoran was completely unimpressed after hearing this, saying, "Isn't it still early? What's the rush?"

morning?
It was dark, but it wasn't late, only around seven o'clock. Night owls probably hadn't gotten up yet at this hour.

The driver remained silent.

"I'll call Mr. Jiang."

A person's character is revealed in the details.

Try replacing him with Zhong Tingwang; would he be so considerate of his subordinates?

"Yes."

On the other end, Bai Haoran, who had sent two bouquets of flowers with meticulous craftsmanship, hung up the phone, expressionless, and dialed Boss Jiang's number instead.

He had absolutely no worries about the fourth wife's family.

The most reckless person in Macau has been arrested, and he's probably already out of town. Who in Macau would dare to touch Mr. Jiang now?

"Beep, beep, beep..."

Surprisingly, the call went unanswered and eventually dropped automatically.

Bai Haoran put down his phone and then frowned.

His arrangement was made with good intentions, so he was not worried about provoking Mr. Jiang's anger.

There must be another reason why they're not answering the phone.

Perhaps they were having too much fun chatting and didn't have any free time?
Since the boss wasn't answering, anyone with a modicum of common sense would know that calling again was inappropriate, but he couldn't just ignore it either. So, after a moment's thought, Bai Haoran dialed another number.

"Miss, Mr. Bai is on the phone."

Sifang Manor.

The nanny brought the phone.

He Yihui took it, glanced at it, and then pressed the call button.

"Miss, I'm sorry to bother you, but I tried calling Mr. Jiang earlier and no one answered."

Upon hearing this, He Yihui quickly understood the other party's purpose and calmly replied, "He's drunk."

"what?"

That's right.

This subconscious exclamation was indeed uttered by the usually stern and serious Bai Haoran.

Undoubtedly, the situation of being "drunk" was completely unexpected.

"Don't worry, he's safe."

He Yihui is really kind; she even offered heartfelt comfort.

Bai Haoran's mind was in turmoil, unable to comprehend how Mr. Jiang could possibly be drunk at the Fourth House Manor.

Surely she wasn't drunk by the two women, Fourth Wife and Fourth Miss?

After much thought, it seems there's only one possibility.

That is to "seek intoxication" for oneself.

This is the only reasonable explanation.

Given this, the course of action is self-evident.

"Okay, I understand. Then I'll trouble Miss Fourth to take good care of Mr. Jiang."

"Of course."

"..."

Bai Haoran was silent for a moment, then politely said goodbye. When he put down his phone, his expression changed inscrutablely, finally turning into a soft laugh that seemed to settle down.

Nothing surprising.

Isn't this how the story is supposed to unfold?

Sifang Manor.

When the fourth wife saw her daughter put down her phone, she sighed, "Oh no, we've been misunderstood."

No.

If it's "broken," why are you still laughing?

Why did He Yihui remain silent?

Human imagination has no boundaries.

Someone gets drunk here, regardless of whether they walk out sober or not. This unknown incident is bound to become an ambiguous story circulating in the streets and alleys, and it is likely to continue for many, many years.

"However, it doesn't matter too much. Bai Haoran is a calm and intelligent person who keeps his mouth shut and won't talk nonsense."

Fourth Aunt's nagging was like flies buzzing into her ears, making He Yihui "annoyed and confused."

"I'll go up and take a look."

She got up.

"Don't eat?"

The fourth sister asked.

"I'm full."

He Yihui left her seat and walked out of the restaurant.

The fourth wife remained calm and watched her daughter's sexy and graceful figure disappear into the distance.

A drunk person won't wake up for a while.

The night is still long~

Outside the manor.

The driver received a call back, "Okay, Mr. Bai, I understand."

As long as Mr. Jiang is alright, then everything is fine. As for whether he is drunk or not, that is beyond his jurisdiction.

After putting down his phone, the driver opened the car door. Mr. Jiang definitely wouldn't be able to get out anytime soon. As for when he would be out, there was no need to guess; just wait patiently.

Just as the driver was about to go to the car to rest for a while, headlights suddenly shone from behind. A champagne-colored Ghost drove in, and as he passed it, the driver vaguely felt that someone had glanced at him through the privacy glass in the back of the Ghost.

Ghost drove right up to the manor gate before pausing briefly. After a brief discussion with the bodyguards at the gate, Ghost continued on his way, driving along the still-open red carpet into the manor.

restaurant.

The banquet has now come to an end.

Plates of almost untouched delicacies were taken away one after another.

The children and elderly at the welfare home are going to have a feast.

Fourth Madam strolled leisurely out of the restaurant. A nanny hurried over and bowed her head to report, "Madam, Second Miss has arrived."

Fourth Aunt frowned and looked at the heavy walnut wood main gate. Before she could even give the order to close the gate, a figure appeared in her field of vision.

"Fourth Aunt".

As the visitor stepped through the door, the dazzling lights gradually illuminated her face.

Fourth Wife's eyes flickered, but her expression instantly changed. Her delicate eyebrows relaxed in a flash, and she stepped forward to greet her with a kind and gentle expression, "Why are you here? Have you eaten yet?"

Dressed in a women's suit, He Junru, exuding a sharp and sophisticated air, glanced at the busy nannies and said, "They haven't eaten yet."

"Oh dear, we just finished eating..."

"I was just joking with my fourth aunt. I've already eaten."

"You silly girl, you're always making fun of your fourth aunt."

The fourth wife was annoyed.

"Where is Yi Hui?"

He Junru asked.

"I just finished eating and went upstairs to rest."

Fourth Aunt answered naturally, "You're looking for her?"

Otherwise what?

Although they are family, He Junru has never come here to eat for free.

"Ah."

"What's the rush? Why did you come all the way here at night? You could have just made a phone call."

"I also came to visit my fourth aunt while I was there."

Upon hearing this, Fourth Wife immediately smiled warmly and said, "Sit down, I'll ask her to come down."

"Go and call the young lady down."

The nanny immediately went upstairs to report.

Accompanied by the fourth wife, He Junru walked towards the hall, seemingly oblivious to the Rolls-Royce parked outside the manor and the extravagant red carpet laid out at the main entrance. (End of Chapter)