The King of Soft Rice in Chinese Entertainment

Chapter 24 The Third One is Coming

Liu Xiaoli yawned, turned over and prepared to sleep for a while, and subconsciously reached out her hand, but unexpectedly hugged nothing.

She immediately shuddered and woke up from that comfortable state. She sat up in bed, but immediately hurriedly pulled the quilt.

After covering her chest, she looked around nervously. Although the room was very dark because the curtains were still drawn, she could tell that she was in the room of the Peace Hotel. Looking at the electronic clock on the bedside, it was already past 10 o'clock.

Liu Xiaoli quickly got out of bed and pulled open the curtains. The dazzling sunlight immediately poured in, making the room brighter.

After her eyes adjusted, she looked around again, wrapped in the quilt, and saw clothes thrown everywhere, high heels scattered here and there. These were actually not that bad, but the key point was that there was a pile of sheets on the ground. When she reached out and squeezed them, it was still wet!

"You little bastard... You spent all day hunting geese, and ended up getting your eyes pecked by a goose!" Liu Xiaoli was shaking with anger, but there was nothing she could do. She didn't know how long that guy had been away.

She checked other things again, and fortunately, most of them were there, nothing important was missing. She went to the door and looked out through the peephole. She saw that the waiter was already cleaning the room opposite. She could only sigh, and then finally noticed the letter paper pressed on the table by the cup.

"Dear sister:
I'm truly sorry. I lost control of my emotions last night and caused you to feel wronged. But I don't think it was wrong. Love between men and women is a human bond, so you don't need to take it to heart.

I don’t know if my sister is married. If she is, please put all the blame on me and don’t let me get hurt.

Maybe my sister doesn’t want to see me again, but it is possible that I still want to see her again.

Little brother."

"You smooth-talking little bastard!" Although Liu Xiaoli cursed like that and wanted to tear up the letter, she didn't really tear it off after pinching the edge.

A broad chest, strong arms, and that overwhelming, irresistible strength, and so satisfying... Her face suddenly began to feel hot, and she quickly put the letter back on the table and pressed it, then went to the bathroom to take a shower.

However, even though people calmed down, things that they had previously ignored also surfaced.

"How many times has that little bastard done it to me!" Liu Xiaoli, who had changed into pajamas, stood in front of the washbasin and said gritting her teeth while looking at herself in the mirror.

Although the feeling down there wasn't too bad, it was still a little awkward to walk, but that wasn't the most troublesome thing. The most troublesome thing... after calculating the time, she felt relieved that there was little possibility of a problem.

If that happens, being embarrassed is a small matter. These two years are a critical moment and we really can't be distracted.

Liu Xiaoli suddenly frowned. Why didn’t she simulate last night’s situation when she was simulating the night before?
Yes, she also has a system, and she also got it at the beginning of summer vacation three years ago.

Compared to the previous two, Liu Xiaoli's first reaction after accepting the existence of the system was disbelief. How could her own well-behaved and lovely daughter become so big in the future?!
Well, that's not the case. She's just a little plump, which is nothing. The key point is... how can her manners be that bad!
She was only in her 30s then, right? About the same age as me now, right? In that picture, she looked like she wasn't standing properly, and she wasn't sitting properly either. How did she do that?
Although Liu Xiaoli's dance honors are a bit modest, she was trained seriously in that era after all, and her manners have become a part of her life, otherwise she would not have been able to marry into the An family.

However, worse was yet to come. Although the simulation content lasted for more than a year and had a lot of jumps, she still guessed a lot from just a few words.

Liu Xiaoli was naturally embarrassed and annoyed, at least that was how she was in 95, and then... then she started using the system to trade stocks.

As an adult, her knowledge and experience are not as good as those of the upper class, but better than those of the lower class. So by relying on short-term speculation, she has accumulated a fortune of nearly 1600 million yuan with a capital of tens of thousands of yuan in three years.

"Forget it. Sometimes, a small change can lead to big changes." After recalling it carefully, Liu Xiaoli said to herself helplessly.

Based on the simulation the night before, she only needed to drink two or three glasses of red wine at the dinner last night.

Logically, she should have taken the minimum, but perhaps because something had been agreed upon last night, she took the maximum and even added half a glass. Who knew that bottle of red wine would have such a strong aftertaste? It was fine when she got back, but after getting out of the elevator, she felt a little unsteady on her feet, and that little bastard took advantage of her.

Thinking of this, she became a little restless. Why did she become so obsessed?

However, when that sunny and handsome face appeared in her mind, the resentment quickly disappeared. Which woman doesn't like a good-looking man, especially a handsome little man who calls her "sister" all the time.

"Okay, okay, just think of it as being bitten by a dog... ah..." Rubbing her forehead, Liu Xiaoli put all this behind her, went outside the bathroom, took out her Nokia and started making a call.

"Mom, when will you come back?" The daughter's crisp voice soon came from the other side.

"It will be soon. Mom will be back in another week. Then, Xixi can come to Shanghai or Beijing to go to school." She said in a gentle tone.

"Why do you have to go to school in another province?" The daughter was very puzzled.

"Because there is a better environment here, which can make Xixi happier." Liu Xiaoli coaxed.

"But...but Nana and the others are here." The daughter was a little depressed.

"It doesn't matter. When you have holidays in the future, you can still go back to Jiangcheng to play with Nana and the others. Besides, Xixi will also be able to make a lot of new friends here." Liu Xiaoli continued to coax her.

"Really?" The little girl over there finally seemed a little happier.

After talking for a while and making her daughter giggle continuously, Liu Xiaoli hung up the phone and sighed again.

Teaching her daughter was a troublesome task. In comparison, short-term stock trading seemed simple, but she had to be patient and try hard to appear both dignified and loving in front of her daughter.

After all, after simulating the future so many times, she also knew that if Sissi became like that in the future, she, as her mother, would bear the primary responsibility.

"So I chose to trade stocks instead of starting a women's underwear brand," Liu Xiaoli said with a sigh.

After accepting the system and trying to simulate it several times, she was faced with two paths: either short-term stock speculation or opening a women's underwear chain store. After hesitating for several times, she chose the former, after all, she had a daughter to take care of.

Well, it’s definitely not because running an underwear brand is too tiring and I just want to take shortcuts.

Another reason was that her concept had not changed at that time, and she was still thinking about finding a Red Boy for Sissi in the future.

In the eyes of Liu Xiaoli, who grew up in the 1960s and 1970s and is a dancer, marrying into a second-generation family is the best way out.

After all, compared to ordinary people, dancers can already get a glimpse of upper-class life, not to mention they are used to the cheers on the stage, so it is difficult for them to be content with mediocrity.

It cannot be said that she is short-sighted. In fact, even now and in the future, Red Boy is considered an above-average choice.

But if people’s hearts are burned out, what’s the point of repairing a dilapidated temple?
　Sorry, the last chapter took a long time to review for some reasons.

　　
　
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