After ninety-nine online romances, I finally met my ex in person when school started.

"Twenty years ago, my wife was pregnant (don't guess, there's no cow, she's Pan's biological child). But to guard against internal family sabotage, we secretly came to the mainland to give birth. But on our way back to Hong Kong, we encountered that riot." Pan Hongxuan took a deep breath, his hands trembling slightly, "We lost her. We searched for her for twenty years."

Only Mrs. Pan's sobs remained in the living room.

"Until last week, when Ms. Su took over Light and Shadow Media, photos of her comeback party at the Peninsula Hotel circulated in Hong Kong. The red mole behind her ear, and the way she smiled..."

Pan Hongxuan looked at Su Mucheng, his eyes filled with a father's pleading.

"We're not here to take Guangying Media," Pan Hongxuan said, enunciating each word clearly. "I'm here to take my only biological child, Pan Hongxuan, back to the family. The Pan family's four branches' assets worth hundreds of billions, core cinema chains, and thirty luxury homes in the Mid-Levels of Hong Kong Island are all compensation from her."

Assets worth hundreds of billions.

These four words landed on the top floor of the China World Trade Center.

Jiang Yao stopped fiddling with the butterfly knife. Gu Qinghan also raised an eyebrow slightly. Even if they each had powerful backgrounds, this enormous wealth was enough to make one's heart skip a beat.

Su Mucheng stayed close to Zhu Xunchuan.

Upon hearing these words, she showed no elation or shock. She simply grabbed Zhu Xun Chuan's large hand, which was resting on his knee.

The girl's hands were small, and her fingertips were a little cold. She slowly pried open Zhu Xun Chuan's five fingers, squeezed her own fingers in, and held them tightly.

"I don't understand what billions of assets are, and I don't want to go to Hong Kong to be a rich girl." Su Mucheng raised her head, her peach blossom eyes glistening with tears, yet revealing a stubbornness that was determined to gamble everything.

She looked into Zhu Xun Chuan's eyes.

"During my most frightening and difficult times, it was Brother Chuan who comforted me little by little and led me out of the darkness." Su Mucheng's voice was soft and sweet, but her pronunciation was clear. "Brother Chuan gave me resources, paved the way for me, and protected me."

"You say they are my parents. But all these years, the person who has been my family is my grandmother. My grandmother raised me all by herself with great difficulty."

"I can't just go back because of what you say."

Su Mucheng leaned on Zhu Xunchuan's shoulder, pressing her whole body tightly against him.

"If Grandma agrees, and if Brother Chuan thinks it's good, then I'll accept it. Wherever Brother Chuan goes, I'll go. I'll stay by his side for the rest of my life; no one can take me away."

The top actress shed all her glamorous image, revealing her true colors and loyalty in this high-society reunion. She handed over her fate, along with the billion-dollar empire she was about to acquire, to Zhu Xun Chuan.

Jiang Yao pursed her lips. This girl usually looks gentle and weak, but when she's being clingy, she's even more devoted than Jiang Yao herself, a gangster's daughter.

Gu Qinghan picked up her teacup, concealing the faint smile on her lips.

Zhu Xun Chuan stubbed out his cigarette. He raised his right hand and gently ruffled Su Mu Cheng's soft hair.

A very simple action, yet it gave the girl in his arms immense confidence.

"Did you hear that?" Zhu Xun Chuan looked at Pan Hongxuan and his wife. "She doesn't need any title of being a descendant of a wealthy family. In Kyoto, if Su Mucheng wants to do what she wants, no one can stop her."

Pan Hongxuan's lips moved slightly, his face full of dejection.

"However," Zhu Xun Chuan changed the subject, his tone softening slightly, "blood is thicker than water. I have seen the painstaking efforts of Master Pan and his wife in searching for their daughter for twenty years. Whether Mu Cheng acknowledges you or not is up to her. If anyone in the Pan family is blind enough to try to prevent you from recognizing your daughter, I can step in and remove them."

This is tantamount to Zhu Xunchuan officially expressing his support for the fourth branch of the Pan family in Hong Kong.

Pan Hongxuan let out a long sigh of relief and bowed deeply to Zhu Xunchuan.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhu."

The oppressive atmosphere in the living room dissipated. The warm light from the spotlights shone on Su Mucheng's fluffy loungewear.

Mrs. Pan finally mustered up the courage to walk to the sofa and handed over a thick file bag, which contained birth certificates, DNA comparison reports, and various property transfer documents from that year.

Su Mucheng didn't look at the documents. She looked at Madam Pan, who was watching her cautiously, and couldn't bring herself to call her "Mom."

"Before we go to Hong Kong Island," Su Mucheng tugged at Zhu Xunchuan's sleeve, "Brother Chuan, I want to go back to my hometown in Jiangnan first. I want to take you to see Grandma. She's the one who picked me up and raised me."

The girl's eyes were full of dependence.

At times like this, the first thing she wanted to do was take this man back to see his family, with whom he depended on each other.

"Okay," Zhu Xun Chuan readily agreed.

The Pan couple did not stop them. Pan Hongxuan even offered, "We won't go and disturb them. We will arrange for the top security team on Hong Kong Island to escort them discreetly."

Zhu Xun Chuan did not refuse this favor.

Late at night, Mr. and Mrs. Pan left.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of the China World Trade Center apartment, the neon lights of Kyoto shimmer.

Jiang Yao yawned, kicked off her high heels, stepped barefoot onto the carpet, and climbed directly onto Zhu Xun Chuan's back.

"I want to go to Jiangnan too." Jiang Yao rested her chin on Zhu Xun Chuan's shoulder, deliberately rubbing her full breasts against his back, "to see what kind of soil and water can nurture such a beautiful little fairy."

Gu Qinghan stood up and smoothed out the wrinkles on her suit dress.

"The Municipal Bureau still has two cases to close. You've also fallen behind in quite a few classes at Peking University." Gu Qinghan looked at Zhu Xunchuan. "Go and come back soon. Don't forget about my family's affairs on the eighth of next month."

The iceberg counselor issued an ultimatum.

Zhu Xun Chuan smiled and agreed. He had perfectly defused this top-tier chaotic situation.

The next morning.

A low-profile black Alphard minivan drove out of the Guomao underground parking garage and merged into the morning rush hour traffic.

Inside the carriage, Su Mucheng fell into a deep sleep nestled in Zhu Xunchuan's arms. Jiang Yao sat on the other side, wearing an eye mask and catching up on her sleep.

The van exited the Kyoto toll station and headed south along the highway towards that remote, misty town in southern China.

Amidst the misty rain of Jiangnan, along cobblestone streets, a black Alphard minivan is parked under an old locust tree at the town's entrance. The alleys within the town are too narrow for vehicles to pass through.

The car door slid open.

Su Mucheng changed out of the high-end trench coat worth tens of thousands of yuan and put on a plain white chunky knit sweater with pilling sleeves. She casually tied her long hair into a ponytail with a black hair tie.

She was bare-faced, without any makeup, looking every bit like a naive student. She took a deep breath of the air, which smelled of earth and grass.

Zhu Xun Chuan, dressed in a white shirt and slim-fitting trousers, stepped out of the car with his long legs.

Jiang Yao followed closely behind. Her black silk dress and ten-centimeter high heels seemed out of place in this mottled Jiangnan town.

Jiang Yao looked at the puddles and potholes on the ground without complaining.

Zhu Xun Chuan reached out and grasped her wrist, pulling her away from the puddle. Jiang Yao's lips curled into a smile.

Su Mucheng naturally took Zhu Xunchuan's other arm. There were no spotlights, no cameras.

This top female celebrity, who is popular all over the internet, is now only eager to go home.