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"Virtue!"

Tong Yao smiled, went into the room, and closed the door.

Inside the room, Lin Xuan plopped down on Tong Yao's bed and swayed back and forth, showing no politeness whatsoever.

The mattress is of medium firmness and has a faint fragrance.

"Hmm, it seems a bit softer than the one in my room!"

Tong Yao ignored him and pulled out a large suitcase from the corner.

The suitcase was large, black, and looked quite heavy.

She dragged herself over, the wheels making a dull thud on the floor.

Upon arriving in front of Lin Xuan, Tong Yao laid her suitcase down, squatted down, and began to open it.

They didn't notice at all that her slightly loose top collar had drooped down, revealing a sliver of fair skin.

Already burdened by the hardships of life in Erba, this bending over made things even more difficult...

It's simply a spectacle.

Lin Xuan looked down and saw it.

No, this suitcase is really white. No, this suitcase is really big!

He coughed lightly, quickly averting his gaze to look inside the suitcase, afraid that he might lose control.

What is this thing? Why does it need to be packed in such a big suitcase? Is it all cash?

Soon, Tong Yao opened her suitcase.

The first thing you see is three large rocks.

Ok?

Stone?

Lin Xuan was somewhat puzzled.

Each of the three stones was the size of a watermelon, with irregular shapes and varying shades of color.

Tong Yao wasn't in a hurry. She first took out a bank card from the side of her suitcase.

It's black, made of metal, and has a simple pattern printed on it; it looks very high-end.

She didn't even look at it, and just threw it to Lin Xuan:

"Hey, that's one hundred million."

Lin Xuan subconsciously took it, nodded, and casually placed it on the bed beside him.

He stopped halfway through.

It was as if the whole person had been put on pause.

He slowly turned his head to look at Tong Yao, his voice a little dry:

"You said... there's... one... hundred million in here?"

Tong Yao didn't even look up, continuing to rummage through her suitcase, and nodded: "Yes."

She moved a stone out and casually said:

"I was wondering why I'd give you money, it's so pointless. But now that I see you're starting a company, this should come in handy. I'll send you the password in a bit."

Lin Xuan swallowed hard.

"No...meaning?"

He mentally unleashed a torrent of complaints.

Big spender!

Rich people!

You say 100 million is meaningless!

Damn, a hundred million is enough to kill me!

You still say it's boring?

Tong Yao looked up at Lin Xuan's indignant expression, somewhat puzzled.

She tilted her head, blinked, and looked completely innocent.

"Is one hundred million a lot?"

Lin Xuan took a deep breath and forced a smile, his lips twitching:

"Please continue, show me."

Tong Yao shrugged, and her chest bounced again.

She continued rummaging through things.

"This is a building in the city center."

She then pulled out a file folder and casually tossed it onto the bed.

"It's perfect that you can open your company here. Coincidentally, it's just across the street from the An Group, and you can see it through the window. It has 66 floors in total, plus two underground parking levels."

Lin Xuan picked up the file bag, opened it, and took a look.

Property ownership certificate, land use certificate, and all sorts of documents were included, forming a thick stack.

And the name on it has been changed to Lin Xuan's.

He silently put it down.

I don't know what to say.

Tong Yao continued:

"This is a manor in the south of the city. It's newly built and hasn't been decorated yet. It covers twenty acres and has a main building and four auxiliary buildings. Take a look and see what style you want it decorated in, and I'll find someone to decorate it for you."

Another file folder was thrown over.

Lin Xuan caught it, opened it, and glanced at it.

It occupies...20 acres.

He counted the zeros, but couldn't count them all.

Let it go silently.

Tong Yao is still flipping through:

"Also, this is a private jet. It will be more convenient to travel when the company's business gets bigger. It's a Gulfstream G650, which we just got last year, and we haven't used it much yet."

Another file folder.

Lin Xuan took it, already numb.

Gulfstream G650.

He had seen the news; this thing seemed to cost several hundred million.

Listening to Tong Yao's casual words and seeing the file folders that were tossed to him, Lin Xuan slowly lost his strength.

He fell back onto the soft bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

The ceiling is white and very clean.

He murmured, "So...you guys are that rich?"

No wonder Su Yurou was secretly smiling when he said he would take out five million in the hospital.

So, I really am a clown...

At that moment, he finally understood the gap between himself and this group of rich people.

That's a chasm that ordinary people can hardly cross in their entire lives.

Tong Yao was still flipping through the pages when she heard his words. Without even looking up, she said:

"This is nothing, just pocket money. The real bulk of it is in the family business. If you ask my dad, this is far from enough to repay the favor the Tong family owes you. He said it would be best if..."

Halfway through her sentence, Tong Yao suddenly stopped talking, as if she had remembered something, and her face turned slightly red.

"Yaoyao, this money is nothing. The best thing would be if you could bring Lin Xuan home. That would truly make you amazing!"

These are my dad's exact words...

Lin Xuan felt as if he had been hit by a critical strike of ten thousand points... hundreds of millions of points.

He sighed and said weakly, "Sister...please take care of me, I don't want to work hard anymore."

Lin Xuan said it casually, but Tong Yao, who was squatting down, was stunned for a moment.

She paused, looked up, and saw Lin Xuan lying on the bed with a look of utter despair. She realized he was just joking.

She then continued rummaging through the things, but felt inexplicably disappointed.

The disappointment was so subtle that she didn't even realize it herself.

"Alright, that's enough of the clichés." Tong Yao clapped her hands, stood up, and said, "There's still a little more..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Xuanteng suddenly sat up in bed.

He almost lost his voice:

"Tacky? Not at all! It's incredibly elegant!"

He leaned closer, his eyes shining, like someone who hadn't eaten for three days seeing a Manchu Han Imperial Feast:

"What else? From this day forward, I am determined to go through fire and water, risk my life for the Tong family!!"

Seeing Lin Xuan's utterly shocked expression, Tong Yao smiled and pointed to the three large rocks.

"Here you go!"

As she spoke, she patted one of the pieces, making a dull sound.

Lin Xuan was taken aback: "This...?"

Stone?

Could it be the legendary jade gambling?

But can even the finest stone compare to a building in the city center or a private jet?

Tong Yao looked around, then lowered her voice mysteriously:

"My dad said you'll definitely like these three stones. He said he bought them at a high price when he was young, and he's never been willing to part with them. He hasn't had a suitable opportunity to give them away all these years, so now, they're yours!"

Lin Xuan immediately realized that Tong Yuan had deliberately instructed him to do so.

This stone must be something special.

He also remembered that Tong Yuan had asked him about being a successor of ancient martial arts while he was in the hospital.

Could it be...?

He quickly squatted down and got closer to the stones.

Could it be the same stone as the red sword I got before?

Thinking about it, he reached out and touched it.

It feels cool to the touch, has a smooth surface, fine texture, and natural patterns.

Unfortunately, there was no sensation at all.