Going home for Chinese New Year, I squeezed onto a bus with three energetic young women.

Inside the Heavenly Palace on the Cloud Top.

Chen Tingting looked at Jiang Ruyue, who was hanging her head, and felt a little sorry for her.

Then she slapped Jiang Ruyue on the shoulder, unleashing her full bossy aura:

"Don't be afraid, Yueyue! We're determined to take care of this."

"Don't worry, my reliable girlfriend and I will go together to talk to your parents!"

Li Jiaxin leaned against the armrest of the sofa, her long legs crossed, her arms clasped around her chest.

"Leave it to us. These kinds of controlling parents are the worst. If my dad dared to yell at me like that, I would have torn the house apart and run away eight hundred times over."

"It's already incredibly kind of Yueyue to have waited until high school before running away."

Lin Xiaoshuang also moved closer, hugging Jiang Ruyue's arm, her voice soft and sweet:

"That's right, that's right, we're here for you. Stay here obediently, your big brother is a kind and good-hearted man, he'll definitely protect you."

Zhang Qian sat on the far side. She had no family, but she understood that Jiang Ruyue was very sad at this moment.

Jiang Ruyue was surrounded by these four energetic young women.

The tears that were about to fall from her eyes were held back.

Her heart was warmed; this was a sisterly bond she had never experienced in over a decade.

I was moved, but that's all.

Several black lines appeared on Jiang Ruyue's forehead.

Should we let these young, spirited women communicate with their parents?

She had personally witnessed the fighting prowess of these individuals in the bar.

That thunderous language system that completely disregards martial ethics and can verbally abuse even black men and gold diggers until they question their existence.

If they were to actually communicate with them, my father, who is extremely concerned about his image and always acts like a leader, would probably have a stroke on the spot and be sent to the intensive care unit in anger.

"Actually..." Jiang Ruyue muttered softly, her fair fingers fiddling with the hem of her hoodie, "It's precisely because you guys are going to communicate that I'm even more worried!"

Upon hearing this, all four maids in the living room were amused and burst into laughter.

The warm atmosphere didn't last long.

It only took about ten minutes.

Ding-dong-

As soon as the doorbell rang, Jiang Ruyue's heart, which had just relaxed, immediately jumped again.

Faced with the long-standing pressure of paternal authority, the students eventually became somewhat timid.

"It's alright." Bai Li turned his head, his deep peach blossom eyes looking at the uneasy Jiang Ruyue, his voice steady and strong: "Leave it to me."

Just a few simple words, yet they gave me a great sense of security.

Jiang Ruyue loosened her clenched fist and nodded emphatically.

Bai Li walked to the spacious entrance hall and pressed the door open button.

Jiang's father and mother stood panting at the bottom of the marble steps outside the door.

These two figures, who once held sway over Ping County, are now completely devoid of their former dignity.

Jiang's mother was wearing a cashmere coat, her hair was messy and unkempt, and Jiang's father hadn't even taken the heels off his leather shoes.

The moment the door opened, the elderly couple looked inside.

They immediately looked past Bai Li's shoulder and directly at Jiang Ruyue, who was standing at the back of the living room.

A full-body scan.

The hoodie is neat and the buttons are all fastened correctly.

Her hair was perfectly intact, and her clothes were in perfect condition.

Not only did she show no signs of being bullied or forced into anything, but her little face even radiated a vibrant and lively energy.

Jiang's mother finally felt relieved.

As long as innocence remains and the worst-case scenario doesn't occur, there's always room for maneuver.

After confirming that their daughter was safe and sound, the couple turned their attention to the man who opened the door in front of them.

Upon seeing this, the alarm bells in their hearts were largely lifted.

The young man standing in the doorway had an upright posture and stood casually.

He has an exceptionally handsome face, especially his captivating eyes, which exude a sense of composure.

A well-tailored, high-quality haute couture trench coat on him perfectly embodies the image of a gentle and refined gentleman.

They don't have the slightest bit of the sleazy, shady behavior of idle socialites.

In addition, the luxurious crystal chandelier and handcrafted leather sofa that come into view right behind this door.

Jiang's father's mind raced, conjuring up a scene of a top-tier rich kid experiencing life and bravely taking in a lost girl.

Before the elderly couple could even ask any questions...

Bai Lixian seized control of the conversation. He knew that when dealing with these seasoned veterans of the system, the first sentence was crucial in setting the tone.

Moreover, these two will most likely become his father-in-law and mother-in-law in the future, so he has to go through the motions for appearances.

"Hello, Uncle, my name is Bai Li." Bai Li put one hand in his trench coat pocket and said in a clear voice, "I'm Jiang Ruyue's friend."

The word "friend" is used extremely cleverly.

This approach both brought them closer and gave the other person a way out.

as predicted.

Hearing this appropriate self-introduction, Jiang's parents relaxed even more.

This young man's demeanor was not annoying at all; on the contrary, it gave them a sense of security that felt like a gentle breeze.

"Ah, hello, hello." Mr. Jiang stepped forward first, forcing a polite smile onto his previously stern face:

"I am Jiang Ruyue's father, and this is her mother."

Jiang's mother nodded and smiled apologetically.

"We've spoiled Ruyue since she was little. She threw a tantrum and ran out in the middle of the night, causing you trouble."

Jiang's father adopted an official tone, downplaying the family scandal:

"Thank you for taking such good care of her. It's getting late, I'll take her home now."

Bai Li stood on the steps, looking down at the couple's performance, his mind perfectly clear.

The owner status of this Cloud Palace No. 1 is indeed very useful.

Let's change the scene.

If I were in one of those run-down rental rooms costing a few hundred yuan a month, I would take Jiang Ruyue back and settle her in.

The couple didn't even bother to thank them politely at the door.

I'm afraid they would have already kicked the door to pieces.

Then the crowds would surround the rental house completely.

Their attitude will never be the slightest bit gentle; they will treat you as a perverted kidnapper who abducted underage girls.

Your social status determines the minimum standard at which others will treat you with respect.

Because they were wary of the manor owner's background, they chose to negotiate in the most civilized way.

Seeing that Bai Li remained silent and made no move to stop him.

Jiang's father was finally at ease.

He cleared his throat and turned to look at Jiang Ruyue, who was hiding at the edge of the sofa.

When facing his daughter, the polite smile on his face vanished completely, and the old father's authority was once again on full display.

"Yueyue, aren't you coming home with me?"

Considering he couldn't lose face in front of this young man with an unpredictable background, Jiang's father tried his best to suppress his anger.

According to his prediction, his timid and obedient daughter would lower her head and come over to admit her mistake the moment he put on a stern face and gave her an order.

however.

The situation has completely gone off track.

His daughter, who had always obeyed him and been under his strict control for more than a decade, did not take a single step forward.

Instead, he took two steps back and hid behind Bai Li.

Jiang Ruyue wasn't stupid. The moment her parents stood at the door with forced smiles, she sensed their suppressed apprehension towards Bai Li.

It's obvious who's at the top of the food chain.

There's a perfect opportunity right in front of you. If you don't take advantage of it now, are you going to go home and get a beating?

Jiang Ruyue clutched the fabric at the waist of Bai Li's trench coat with both small hands, peeking half her head out from behind him, her innocent face full of resistance:

"If you don't agree to my conditions, you won't change your attitude towards me in the future."

The little girl's voice was clear and crisp, each word firm and resolute: "I will not go back!"

This public rebuttal stunned Jiang's father, who felt his face burning with embarrassment.

He was about to reprimand him.

"If you force me to go back..." The little girl raised her chin, puffing out her still-developing chest, her tone filled with a sense of security and pride:

"My sugar daddy will back me up!"

clack.

In the living room, the pistachio that Li Jiaxin was about to put in her mouth fell onto the marble floor tiles.

Chen Tingting's mouth remained open for a long time.

The four young women looked at each other, speechless even with their rich social experience.

Outside the gate.

The night wind howled.

Jiang's father and mother were instantly petrified on the spot.

A sugar daddy?!

Jiang's mother's vision went black, her legs went weak, and she almost collapsed on the steps.

Is this the sugar daddy I'm thinking of?

My precious daughter, who has practiced piano since childhood, won all kinds of first place in the whole school, and has never even held the hand of a male classmate, is pure and innocent.

How dare he shamelessly announce to his parents that he has a sugar daddy?!

Jiang's father's face, which had maintained a dignified and polite demeanor, completely changed color.

The blood vessels in his forehead throbbed as his face turned from white to red, then from red to purple.

What kind of oppressive force is this from Tiangong-1?

What kind of mysterious big shot is not to be trifled with?

In that instant, everything was completely consumed by the father's overwhelming rage.

What a joke!

If even his own daughter has personally confirmed that he's a sugar daddy, then that's tantamount to confirming the fact that he's being kept!

The handsome and charming young man in front of me is hardly the kind citizen who kindly took in a lost girl.

This is clearly the mortal enemy who used money to smash open his daughter's legs and harm his own daughter!

"You—say that again?!"

Jiang's father's eyes were bloodshot, and his finger pointing at Jiang Ruyue trembled as if he were having a Parkinson's attack. He no longer cared about maintaining any semblance of dignity.

"I've gone to so much trouble to provide for you! I've spent so much money raising you to be successful!"

Jiang's father's roar pierced the night sky, echoing throughout the courtyard of Villa No. 1:

"Did I send you out of home to do something like this?!"

"You've lost all shame! You've disgraced the Jiang family! Get your ass over here!!"

Enraged, Jiang's father yelled at his daughter, then strode forward and aimed all his fire at Bai Li, who was standing at the front.

He didn't even have time to verify or explain the truth of the matter; his rationality had completely collapsed.

"And you, young man!"

Jiang's father gritted his teeth, spitting as he glared fiercely at Bai Li:

"Don't think that just because you live in this place and have a mysterious background, I'll be afraid of you!"

"I'll fight you to the death today! I will never stand by and watch my daughter fall into a pit of fire and swallow my anger!"

Jiang's father frantically pulled his phone out of his pocket and started tapping buttons on the screen.

"I want to apply for J!"

"I'm going to get the authorities to arrest you! I'm going to let the law judge you, you arrogant and ignorant bastard!"