Return to 88: Starting from Marrying My Sister-in-law

A glint of light flashed in Xue Lai's azure eyes as she leaned forward and lowered her voice, saying, "Mr. Kazuo Wada's 'Yaohan' Group is facing a serious liquidity crisis, and this news... has been deliberately suppressed by them."

She keenly noticed the sudden focus that had gathered in the man's eyes.

This gave them even more confidence.

"Once this news is confirmed to be true, you will have the upper hand in negotiations with a seller who urgently needs cash. If you trust me, I can help you negotiate the price down to an absolutely reasonable level, saving you a significant amount of money."

Lu Yang put down his wine glass and tapped his knuckles lightly on the smooth glass.

He sized up the mixed-race woman in front of him, who was only 1/8 Chinese, yet possessed the cautious demeanor of an Easterner.

Her proactive display of leverage was not simply a plea for a job; it was more like a carefully crafted pledge of allegiance.

"Oh? Why are you telling me such important information, Miss Xue Lai?"

His tone was calm, yet scrutinizing: "Did your uncle... or... your 'biological father' know about this?"

The meat that's put in your mouth is delicious.

Moreover, Lu Yang was indeed interested, because without this unexpected information, although he might have been able to finalize the acquisition of the estate at No. 10 Pollock's Path on Victoria Peak today, he was likely to be ripped off. Those Japanese devils who were born in the fields would certainly not let go of such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and would at least ask for an exorbitant price.

In addition, Lu Yang had promised Sir Michael that if the other party was willing to sell, he would not mind giving a slight premium above the market price. In this way, as long as Sir Michael revealed this news to Kazuo Wada, it would be like giving the other party a reassurance.

But now...

There was such a good opportunity.

Once a deal is struck, a large commission can be extracted from it.

Maybe we can even profit from both.

Despite possessing such crucial information about the difference between the two sides, old man Michael not only didn't do that, but instead gave the opportunity to his niece, who was born out of wedlock and didn't even have a surname.

interesting.

Very nice. Lu Yang thought for a long time and still couldn't believe that he had such great charm that he could make that old man so biased towards him by dieting for half a day.

The only explanation is to look for the reason in this white, blue-eyed woman in front of us who is one-eighth Chinese.

"how……"

"Don't want to say it?"

Seeing the hesitation on her face, Lu Yang slammed down the wine glass in his hand. "If you don't want to talk about it, then forget it."

His patience is limited.

"no……"

Shemi looked pleading and said, "I...I said...My mother was born a dancer, and if she doesn't continue in this line of work, she won't have any other jobs."

My biological father, who was far away in England, only gave my mother a sum of money after learning of my unexpected birth, enough to raise me to adulthood, and then never contacted her again.

It was my uncle, Uncle Michael, who found me in Thailand when I was 10 years old. He took my mother and me out of the slums of Bangkok and brought us to live in this port city. He not only covered my tuition fees, but also allowed my mother to live the extravagant life she had always dreamed of when she was a dancer.

I was completely unaware at first. It was only later that I found out that my mother had become Uncle Michael's mistress for my sake... because my father hadn't visited her in Thailand for ten years, and she... she realized the heartlessness of my biological father..."

Despite her hesitant manner, she conveyed a wealth of information, almost causing Lu Yang's eyes to pop out of their sockets.

I go.

Love your sister-in-law?
Lu Yang immediately perked up, his eyes shining: "Tell me in detail, what happened next? What happened after that? Old Gao slept with your mother, so aren't you his stepdaughter?"

Xue Mi shook her head. "My mother didn't have much schooling. The only thing that kept her man was her dance skills from when she was young and her great figure from years of yoga practice. But women all grow old and frail. After she turned forty, my mother's figure was not as good as before, and she... she and Uncle Gao broke up peacefully..."

As she spoke, she lowered her head.

No girl would willingly tell a stranger about her mother's shameful past in public.

But for the sake of life, for a better future, and to ensure that his mother could maintain her dignity in her later years and not return to her old ways after falling back into poverty, he had no choice but to cherish this opportunity that she had so desperately sought.

Because this opportunity only comes once.

It was only because she had called him "Daddy" for a few years that Uncle Michael gave her this opportunity, and because he didn't want to see his former mistress living on the streets and being recognized.

At that opportune moment, steady footsteps and Xiao Jun's hearty laughter came from outside the hall. Lu Yang quickly glanced at Xue Lai, suppressed his lingering curiosity, leaned back on the sofa, and instantly regained the composed demeanor typical of a businessman.

Sir Michael pushed open the door and entered, smiling as he guided the two slightly travel-worn mainland guests behind him: "Lu, look, your friends have arrived!"

Xiao Jun and Mu Qizhong followed closely behind and walked in.

Mu Qizhong, who was still at the door, suddenly brightened up and laughed heartily, "Good lad, no wonder you stood us up, you were secretly enjoying yourself here all by yourself."

Xiao Jun is different.

Xiao Jun was laughing loudly outside the door just now.

But once he came in, he stopped smiling, his eyes constantly darting between Lu Yang, who was sitting on the sofa, and the white girl opposite him.

not good.

We're still too late.

There must be a story between these two.

He had a sharp eye and spotted the hot white girl immediately. Her eyes were glistening with tears, clearly indicating that she had just been bullied.

"who is she?"

Xiao Jun asked very bluntly.

Lu Yang continued to perform his signature eye-rolling skill, letting things go in one ear and out the other, completely ignoring him.

What the hell.

He had just gotten off the woman.

How dare you meddle in his business?
So Lu Yang deliberately ignored Xiao Jun's sour face and looked past him at Mu Qizhong, who had been laughing loudly just now. "Old Mu, you've come at the right time. I'm planning to buy the 10 Pule Road estate on Victoria Peak. Can you help me take a look?"

When Mu Qizhong heard that Lu Yang was going to make such a big investment in property in the port city, he immediately perked up.

"Okay!"

"If you're going to buy it, then I'll also take a look and see if I can become your neighbor."

Anyway, you can't go wrong by just copying this kid's homework.

Xiao Jun perked up, his eyes lighting up, and seized the opportunity to ask, "What about me? What about me? Is there any for me?"

Lu Yang said calmly, "Yes, there are so many villas on Victoria Peak, and they don't belong to me, Lu Yang. If President Xiao has the money, he can buy them all."

Xiao Jun's smile vanished instantly.

rich?

If I had money, would I even need to talk?
I won't go to Lao Gao and let him act as an intermediary, picking whatever I want on Victoria Peak like buying groceries.
All they want is to freeload off you guys.

Lu Yang ignored him.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Mu Qizhong decided not to pay any more attention to him, so the two of them chatted and laughed on their own.

The smiles didn't disappear; they just shifted. Xiao Jun's smile had completely transferred to the two of them.

Sir Michael was tactful and kept his distance so as not to disturb the three of them. He simply waved and called over the white girl next to Lu Yang.

Xue Lai shuddered.

At this point, his uncle would call him over, definitely to ask him directly what stage he had reached.

But she hadn't had a chance to state her conditions yet.

It's unclear what the young, wealthy man is thinking, or whether he's decided to accept her gift...

How should she answer?

Only then did Lu Yang seem to sense her unease. He stopped talking to Mu Qizhong, gave her a reassuring look, and nodded slightly… (End of Chapter)