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

"From today onwards, she is the first in line to inherit the title of the fourth wife's family." The gambling king threw down his brush, his voice echoing throughout the hall. "Several shipping routes in Southeast Asia, twelve core cinema chains, and three villas on the Mid-Levels under the fourth wife's name will be transferred today. Anyone with objections, raise them with this old man now."

The audience could hear a pin drop.

The uncles and elders of the second branch of the family looked grim, gripping their walking sticks tightly, but dared not utter a single word.

The ancestral recognition ceremony has been completed.

With the title officially established, a fortune of hundreds of billions fell into the hands of a woman from mainland China.

This name is naturally only applicable in Hong Kong Island. Back in the Pan family, Su Mucheng will not change the name given to her by her grandmother.

The party officially began. The group of socialites and wealthy young men who had just been making sarcastic remarks immediately put on their most obsequious smiles, holding champagne glasses and rushing to the center, eager to get to know this most sought-after heiress in Hong Kong.

Su Mucheng didn't even bother to nod at the faces that surrounded her.

Taking advantage of the moment when Pan Hongxuan and his wife were shielding her from the various celebrities, she shrank back and skillfully slipped along the Ionic columns on the side of the hall into the rarely noticed open-air balcony.

The balcony offers an unparalleled view of Victoria Harbour.

Zhu Xunchuan was leaning against the white marble railing, holding a specially supplied cigarette in his hand.

Hearing footsteps behind him, he didn't turn around, but simply stubbed out his cigarette and tossed it into the crystal ashtray next to him.

A soft body pressed against me from behind.

Su Mucheng wrapped her arms around his waist without any hesitation, burying her face in the back of his black suit. Her expensive Muse Kiss dress got a little dusty on the stone pillar, but she didn't care at all.

"Tired?" Zhu Xun Chuan turned around and pulled her into his arms.

"Their perfume is too strong, it's giving me a headache." Su Mucheng tilted her head back, her peach blossom eyes full of dependence. The billions of dollars in wealth and the admiring gazes of the crowd below the stage were not as comforting as this embrace.

She slipped her hand into the hidden lining of her white evening gown and fumbled around for a while.

As she withdrew her finger, she held a single orange candy wrapped in clear plastic. It was the last one she had taken from the corner store before leaving the small town in Jiangnan yesterday.

Su Mucheng carefully unwrapped the candy, stood on tiptoe, and brought it to Zhu Xunchuan's lips.

"Here you go." Her voice was soft. "It's candy from town, I always keep it in my pocket. You love it."

Zhu Xun Chuan lowered his head and put the candy in his mouth. His fingertips brushed against her lower lip, bringing a warm sensation.

The cheap, sweet taste of oranges spread in my mouth.

Compared to the rare, limited-edition red wines in the room that cost hundreds of thousands of dollars a bottle, the taste of this candy surpasses everything.

Zhu Xun Chuan reached out and hooked the back of her head, then pressed a heavy kiss onto her red lips.

"Good boy." Zhu Xunchuan whispered.

Su Mucheng blushed to her ears, hanging on his neck, enjoying the exclusive privileges of being a billionaire heiress.

"cough."

An untimely cough sounded at the balcony doorway.

Jiang Yao, wearing high heels, leaned against the door frame. Today, she was wearing a black halter-neck fishtail dress with an extremely high slit, creating a stark contrast between black and white with Su Mucheng.

"Brother Chuan, you're being biased!" Jiang Yao swayed over, holding two champagne glasses. A wild yet alluring glint flashed in her eyes. "You'd eat the orange candy I brought back from town, but I spent ages picking out that rare, limited-edition white wine at the bar, and you didn't even glance at it?"

When underworld heiresses vie for favor, they always take a direct approach.

Su Mucheng did not back down. Instead of loosening her grip on Zhu Xunchuan's neck, she shrank even closer into his arms and gave Jiang Yao a defiant look.

Zhu Xun Chuan stepped his long legs slightly to the side, extended his free left hand, and accurately placed it on Jiang Yao's slender waist, pulling her forcefully.

Jiang Yao let out a soft cry and fell into his left arm.

"If you feed me this drink, I'll drink it," Zhu Xun Chuan said lazily, his gaze sweeping over Jiang Yao's heaving collarbone.

Jiang Yao smiled smugly and offered him a wine glass.

Two women flanked him, the evening breeze ruffling the hems of their silk dresses and evening gowns. The ultimate battleground of the hillside villa was firmly contained within the confines of this powerful Kyoto figure.

At this moment, in the darkest corner of the banquet hall by the side door.

Pan Shaoze gulped down the red wine in his glass in two gulps.

He stared at the two overlapping figures on the balcony, his eyes gradually turning bloodshot with a bloodthirsty glint.

He reached into his suit pocket and pulled out an encrypted satellite phone, connecting it to a tiny Bluetooth device in his ear.

"Young Master." A hoarse, flat male voice came through the receiver.

Pan Shaoze loosened his tie, his voice chillingly cold: "Fourth Uncle has no heir; this has been a fixed rule in Hong Kong for the past twenty years. Since a bastard has appeared out of nowhere to claim a share of the inheritance, then we don't care who's protecting her."

He paused for two seconds and looked at the gold-embossed Pan family genealogy in the hall.

"The handover procedures will take another three days." Pan Shaoze bit off a toothpick from his mouth. "Let those old Vietnamese from Kowloon Walled City handle it. Before the assets are in my account, I want to see this woman dead."

The day after the ceremony, in the conference room on the top floor of the main building of the Pan family.

The two sides of the long mahogany table were clearly separated. The immediate family members of the second and third branches sat upright.

Pan Hongxuan sat to the left of the head of the table, his back straight. He pushed a document to the center of the long table.

"Those six cargo routes in Southeast Asia were registered under the fourth branch of the family twenty years ago. For the past few years, they have been managed by the third branch. Now that Chengcheng is back, the handover procedures will be completed today," Pan Hongxuan said firmly.

Pan Shaoze sat diagonally opposite, rubbing the rim of his coffee cup with his thumb.

"Fourth Uncle, shipping involves customs in multiple countries." Pan Shaoze looked directly at Pan Hongxuan. "Miss Su used to sing and dance in mainland China. Does she understand customs declarations? Does she understand offshore duty-free shopping?"

Pan Jiayi, the eldest son of the second wife, spoke up in support: "According to family rules, the heir must have practical management experience. If there is a problem with the core shipping route, everyone will be implicated."

The atmosphere in the conference room became less intense.

Pan Shaoze casually pushed a black folder towards her. "Miss Su understands the entertainment industry. Coincidentally, the third branch of the family owns a company called 'Daomei Entertainment.' Miss Su, please use this company for three months to gain experience. Once you have the financial statements ready, we will immediately return the airline to us."

The folder opens, revealing the financial summary on the homepage.

Zhu Xunchuan glanced at the report data.

Daomei Entertainment, burdened with 1.2 billion yuan in debt, has terminated contracts with all its core artists, and its real estate is mortgaged. It's a debt trap that could explode at any moment.

Zhu Xun Chuan tapped his fingers on the table. He was preparing to bring in Xia Wan Ying's Dinghe Capital to directly shatter this situation.

A soft hand grasped his wrist under the table.

Su Mucheng was wearing a beige business suit, her long hair neatly tied back. She stood up.

"Inari Entertainment, I'll take it." Su Mucheng looked directly at Pan Shaoze, her voice steady.

Several people in the conference room wore cold smiles.

Zhu Xun Chuan turned to look at her. Su Mu Cheng smiled at him, her peach blossom eyes revealing an unprecedented stubbornness. She was determined to establish herself for the fourth family in Hong Kong Island in her own way.

"Fourth Sister is indeed decisive." Pan Shaoze concealed the malice in his eyes. "Tomorrow morning, at the headquarters of Daomei Entertainment, I will send someone to sign the handover agreement."