After being reborn, my sister insisted on marrying me.

It was a little after six in the evening.

Aunt Zheng was busy in the kitchen for a long time.

Braised pork ribs, steamed sea bass, garlic-flavored bok choy, smashed cucumber, a large bowl of winter melon and pork rib soup in the middle, and a spicy stir-fried rice cake that Jin Shilin specifically requested.

The table was piled high with food, and steaming hot.

Lin Siyan sat on the living room sofa flipping through the coffee shop's monthly reports, while Jin Shilin slumped on the other side scrolling through her phone.

The two waited from 5:30 to 6:00, from 6:00 to 7:00, and from 7:00 to almost 8:00.

The door to the master bedroom finally opened.

Chen Xinyi came out first, her face flushed, her hair was tied up again but a few strands were still sticking out.

She was wearing loose loungewear and looked radiant, but she needed to hold onto the wall to walk.

Wei Yi followed behind.

He changed into a clean T-shirt, his expression a mixture of helplessness and resignation.

Jin Shilin looked up at the two of them, then tossed her phone onto the coffee table.

"Oh. You finally decided to come out? The food has been cold for two rounds, and Aunt Zheng has reheated it three times."

Aunt Zheng came out of the kitchen carrying the last dish. Hearing this, she smiled but didn't respond. She silently placed the dish on the table.

Chen Xinyi pulled out a chair and sat down, picked up her chopsticks, took a piece of pork rib and stuffed it into her mouth, mumbling, "I'm starving."

Lin Siyan closed the report and walked over, her gaze lingering for a moment on the red mark on the side of Chen Xinyi's neck.

She didn't say anything, but pulled out the chair opposite her and sat down.

The resentful expression on his face no longer needed to be expressed.

The four people sat down around the table.

Aunt Zheng took off her apron and prepared to leave, but Chen Xinyi called out to her, "Aunt Zheng, let's eat together. We can't finish all this food."

"No need, no need, I'm going back to cook for my husband."

Aunt Zheng waved her hand, changed her shoes, and went out the door.

As soon as the security door closed, Jin Shilin couldn't hold back any longer.

"Xinyi, can you bear with it for a little while? We've been waiting outside until almost eight o'clock, and you've already started eating inside."

"What did I eat?" Chen Xinyi asked innocently.

"Tell me what you ate." Jin Shilin pointed to the red mark on her neck with her chopsticks. "The evidence is still there."

Chen Xinyi looked down at her collar and pulled it up a little.

His movements were natural, and his expression showed no remorse.

"I didn't do it on purpose. He hasn't been back for a week, and I missed him."

Lin Siyan lowered her head and drank her soup, stirring the soup in the bowl twice with her spoon.

"The way you think about him is quite a strain on your neck."

Chen Xinyi said matter-of-factly, "He kissed me first."

Wei Yi had just picked up a piece of fish when his chopsticks stopped mid-air: "Did I go first? Didn't you drag me into the room to see if my legs would go weak?"

"Yeah. I can't tell just by looking, so I have to use it to find out if your legs are weak. What, you have a problem with that?"

Jin Shilin slammed her chopsticks on the table, and everyone burst into laughter at her speechless outburst.

"Xinyi, at least you used to put on an act. Now you don't even pretend anymore, do you?"

"What are you pretending for? You're being intimate with your husband at home, what's there to pretend about?"

Chen Xinyi picked up a piece of rice cake and stuffed it into her mouth, chewing it with a crunching sound. "You guys are like this because you don't have anything to eat. It's sour."

Lin Siyan stopped using her spoon.

Kim Se-rin's smile froze.

"Who's jealous?"

Jin Shilin sat up straight, the blush on her face was hard to tell whether it was from laughing or something else.

"You, and Siyan too."

Chen Xinyi pointed back and forth between the two people with her chopsticks, her tone as certain as if she were giving a courtroom testimony, "Let me tell you, if you ever tried what I did with my brother... no, with my husband, you would definitely end up like me. You might even be crazier than me."

Lin Siyan placed the spoon into the bowl, making a crisp sound.

"Eat. That's enough."

This person is genuinely angry.

If this happened at home, Lin Siyan's parents would never dare to say another word.

He only tries to make his daughter happy.

When Jin Shilin saw that she was really angry, she immediately quieted down.

Wei Yi, however, remained on the sidelines, not at all worried that Lin Siyan would be angry.

Because he knew that everything has its counter.

He knew it better than anyone else.

Those who are favored are always fearless.

really.

Chen Xinyi wasn't afraid of Lin Siyan's displeasure.

She raised her crescent-shaped eyebrows. "I'm telling the truth. Siyan, why do you look so upset?"

One sentence was enough to break Lin Siyan's angry and serious expression. "I'm not frowning. Okay, okay, let's eat, alright, Xinyi?"

The voice was weak and listless.

She was completely different from when she was angry.

Even Wei Yi couldn't stand it anymore; his sister really had no bottom line when it came to bullying Sister Lin!

"Let's eat, let's eat," he chimed in.

"Oh……"

Perhaps because she had overeaten in the house earlier, Chen Xinyi was unusually obedient to her younger brother.

As soon as Wei Yi spoke, she immediately replied, "Let's eat."

Seeing this obedient little wife's appearance made Lin Siyan's eyes practically spit fire.

She glared angrily at Wei Yi.

Wei Yi was utterly speechless.

Damn it!

You're insane!

Never mind, I'm so stupid. Since she likes being humiliated by my older sister, then let her be.

Why are you worrying about this?

Seeing the slightly awkward atmosphere, Jin Shilin drank half a glass of cold water to calm herself down, then changed the subject, speaking earnestly:

"Xinyi, I understand that you think your husband is the best thing in the world."

"But it's going too far to promote this like a pyramid scheme. Are you going to say next, 'Join us, and we guarantee you'll be satisfied'?"

"Sure. If you're willing, I'll cover it."

Lin Siyan stood up.

Everyone thought she was really angry this time and was going to leave the table.

But she simply went to the kitchen, poured herself a glass of water, and then sat back down.

His facial expression was blank.

"Ai……"

Jin Shilin sighed, turned to Wei Yi, and said seriously:

"Brother Wei Yi, can you do something about your sister? She's getting more and more outrageous. At least before she was provocative behind closed doors, but now that she's a married woman, she's being provocative with the door wide open."

Wei Yi picked up his rice bowl, his eyes fixed straight ahead.

"Do you think I can control her?"

"You can't," Jin Shilin answered the question herself, her tone resigned. "Then at least don't go along with her? She pulls you into the room, and you just go in? Can't you have some backbone?"

"Sister Shilin," Chen Xinyi interjected, her tone unusually gentle, "could you please not blush when you asked him that question?"

"I'm not blushing! It's just hot! Aunt Zheng's soup is too hot!"

Aunt Zheng wasn't there, so Tang took the blame.

Wei Yi felt that it would be better to continue this topic.

There's no need to eat dinner tonight.

Didn't you see Lin Siyan radiating an aura of cool darkness?

He cleared his throat and looked at Chen Xinyi.

"Sis, how are Heytea and Sweet Ice Cream doing lately? I haven't checked on them much for a week. What stage is the expansion plan at?"

Chen Xinyi got excited when she heard this.

"We plan to open ten new stores next month. Four Heytea stores, located in Wangjing, Zhongguancun, Financial Street, and Wudaokou. Six Sweet Ice Cream stores, mainly located around other campuses of Beijing Union University, Beihang University, Beijing University of Posts and Telecommunications, and Capital Normal University. Sister Shilin is already running around selecting locations, and two stores have already signed letters of intent."

Kim Se-rin added:

"The location of that shop in Wangjing is excellent, right on the main road leading from the subway station towards the office buildings. It's just that the rent is expensive, 15 yuan per square meter higher than in Sanlitun. I'm still negotiating with the landlord."

"Is it possible to reach an agreement?"

"Yes. The landlady is a woman in her sixties, and her son and daughter are all abroad. She especially likes to watch me talk. Every time I go, I chat with her for half an hour about how to make Korean kimchi, and I've already successfully negotiated a deposit of 20,000."

"Then, Shilin, you can continue." Chen Xinyi snapped her fingers. "Have Liu Yang help with the Zhongguancun one; her uncle has connections there. Let Zhao Min handle the Financial Street and Wudaokou ones. If you want shares, then show some resources and sincerity!"

Lin Siyan finally put down her chopsticks and switched from her "darkened" mode to her "work" mode.

"The startup capital for ten new stores will be around eight million. Heytea has high costs for decoration and raw materials, plus upfront costs such as rent and deposits, so the budget for each store is between 1.3 million and 1.6 million. Sweet Ice Cream takes a lighter decoration approach, with a budget of 300,000 to 400,000 per store. Including staff training and initial marketing, the total is about eight million."

She paused for a moment, then continued, "Currently, the company has over 15 million in cash on hand. After deducting operating costs and accounts payable, we have approximately 12 million available. The 8 million investment in the new store is within budget."

Wei Yi nodded after listening. "If that's not enough, I have some money here."

These words were spoken.

The three women looked up at him at the same time.

Chen Xinyi put down her phone, her peach blossom eyes narrowing: "You still have money? How much of the ten million I left you is left? Adding what you won later, you should still have twenty or thirty million?"

She was referring to the ten million in pocket money he had left before the World Cup ended.

She and Lin Siyan both knew about this.

As for how many games he won in the final few World Cup matches.

Wei Yi didn't say.

She didn't ask.

After thinking for a moment, Wei Yi decided to reveal a little bit, "Right now? About one hundred million."

The dining table fell silent.

The slice of cucumber that Jin Shilin had just picked up fell back into the plate.

Lin Siyan's hand, holding the teacup, hovered in mid-air.

Chen Xinyi blinked, then blinked again, turning her phone screen off and on again.

Say it again.

"About one hundred million. A little over."

Jin Shilin put down her chopsticks, placed both hands flat on the table, and spoke as if to confirm that she hadn't misheard.

"One hundred million? Ten million turned into one hundred million? That's many times over! What did you do? Robbed a bank?"

"Sister Se-rin, robbing a bank is illegal."

"So what exactly did you do?!"

The expression on her face was incredibly interesting.

There was shock, confusion, and a hint of resentment.

After the initial deception.

Chen Xinyi had already confessed to her later.

To be frank, Wei Yi is not a stock market guru.

Actually, he is the "God of Gamblers".

So now Kim Se-rin knows.

I know that Wei Yi won over 100 million yuan betting on football during the World Cup.

So she knew it too.

Without even blinking, Wei Yi handed over 100 million yuan to Chen Xinyi for management.

He also knew that Chen Xinyi had left Wei Yi ten million for spending money.

Then Chen Xinyi made her guesses.

It's said that Wei Yi should have won some money in the last few matches of the World Cup.

She thought he had ten million, and that it was already quite an exaggeration to have turned that into twenty or thirty million in the last few games.

Now he's saying 100 million.

Her monthly salary, bonuses, commissions, and profit sharing amount to only about 50,000 yuan, even after working herself to the bone.

She thought she was already an exceptional person.

But the result?

He lay on the sofa, enjoying the air conditioning, drinking beer, and watching the game, effortlessly earning more money than she could ever earn in ten lifetimes.

"This doesn't make sense," Jin Shilin finally concluded. "Xinyi, does your brother have some side business we're unaware of?"

"I want to know too." Chen Xinyi crossed her arms and leaned back in her chair, her almond-shaped eyes fixed on Wei Yi. "Tell me. How did you get this hundred million?"