What the hell is the Yellow Haired Godly Rich System?

Contrast Zone

"Ah? Sister!" Li Zhiqiu was stunned, then realized that although Qin Zifei was young, she had a daughter who was a few months younger than him. He did not really regard Qin Zifei as his mother.

This so-called sister, in his view, was naturally someone he would never interact with.

When talking about his sister, various images of cute Japanese girls immediately emerged in Li Zhiqiu's mind. They were either shy or tsundere, calling "Ouni-chan" all the time, which made people feel pity for them.

This idea was immediately rejected.

The daughter of a gangster boss like Qin Zifei should be a young lady who wears gorgeous kimonos, has fair skin and noble temperament.

Li Zhiqiu turned his gaze to the TV, which was still playing commercials.

Qin Zifei mentioned the competition just now, could it be about idols?

Qin Zifei is so beautiful, her daughter will definitely have no problem making her debut. I didn't expect that I would have an idol sister. What kind of light novel is this?

"It's about to start, let's eat first." Qin Zifei picked up the chopsticks, looked up at Li Zhiqiu who was still in a daze, and urged with a smile: "Her name is Qin Chuxue, she is only three months younger than you."

"Oh, okay." Li Zhiqiu responded and picked up the chopsticks. "Qin Chuxue" is a beautiful name. She is a beautiful and cold girl, just like the snowflakes falling in early winter, pure and elegant.

Although there are some contrasts, it is in line with his idea of ​​the daughter of a gangster.

The advertisements on the TV screen gradually faded, replaced by a square arena with bright lights that illuminated the entire arena.

The host was dressed in gorgeous clothes, standing on the side of the stage, holding a microphone, and giving an impassioned speech, but Li Zhiqiu couldn't understand it because the surrounding language seemed to be Thai.

The host's voice was full of power, instantly igniting the enthusiasm of the audience.

Below the stage, the audience cheered one after another and waved their fists to cheer for the contestants they supported.

Li Zhiqiu widened his eyes, and a huge question mark seemed to appear above his head. How could this be completely different from the idol he had imagined?

Qin Zifei looked at his confused expression and explained with a smile in her eyes: "This is the Muay Thai Finals held every four years, and Chuxue is a Muay Thai player."

Li Zhiqiu had a strange sense of unreality, and it was no longer a matter of contrast.

The host introduced the contestants in a roaring voice, and the camera quickly turned to the contestant's stage. There, under the focus of the lights, Qin Chuxue walked out to the rhythm of the strong music.

As soon as she appeared, she immediately aroused cheers from the audience, and the women's calls seemed to overwhelm the men's.

Qin Chuxue is about 1.8 meters tall, and her short, ear-length hair makes her look neat and tidy without a single bit of excess.

She inherited the physical advantages of her mother, Qin Zifei, but without a trace of charm. Instead, she exudes a special kind of neutral handsomeness.

She wore a tight sports bra, showing off her perfect arm muscles and solid abdominal muscles. Each muscle was like a carefully carved work of art, full of special streamlined strength that was different from that of men.

As she walked, the atmosphere in the venue gradually heated up.

This is enough to show how popular she is.

"She... is really great." Li Zhiqiu had a strange look on his face. After hesitating for a while, he finally found a more appropriate adjective.

On TV, the game is still going on.

As the host finished his introduction, Qin Chuxue's opponent walked onto the stage.

He was a sturdy man who was half a head taller than Qin Chuxue. He had a fierce look and was obviously an experienced fighter.

Li Zhiqiu looked at the muscular man on the TV screen and was puzzled: "Hey, can Muay Thai be fought between men and women?"

Qin Zifei turned her head and looked at him, and explained: "No, she is transgender and had a sex change operation, so she can participate in the women's group."

"This is so magical." Li Zhiqiu shook his head and sighed.

Sure enough, there was a burst of boos in the stadium.

The sturdy man straightened his waist towards Qin Chuxue, making an extremely provocative and obscene gesture, which caused another round of boos and laughter from the audience.

On the TV screen, the bell for the start of the game rang, and the entire stadium instantly became boiling.

Li Zhiqiu stared at the screen. Although this sister was a little different from what he had expected, she had a unique charm. At least it made him feel safe to walk with her.

He didn't know how to fight, but he guessed that Qin Chuxue would choose to use flexible tactics to deal with her opponent, after all, she was relatively petite.

However, at the moment the game started, Qin Chuxue rushed forward with a grim smile and started a fierce power confrontation with his opponent.

The two sides immediately began to fight with strength, fist to fist, elbow to elbow. Every collision made a dull sound, announcing the cruelty and intensity of this game.

Li Zhiqiu was stunned and swallowed his saliva.

There were bursts of roars and cheers on TV. The audience was infected by the fierce game and the atmosphere on the field reached its peak.

In a fierce fistfight.

Qin Chuxue suddenly changed his tactics, turned his body flexibly, and hit his opponent's fist with an elbow at lightning speed.

The combined strength of the two men in this blow was so powerful that the opponent's fist was visibly deformed in an instant, causing him so much pain that he instinctively wanted to separate his fingers to relieve the piercing pain.

However, Qin Chuxue did not give him a chance to breathe.

She showed a cruel smile, as if she was enjoying the pleasure brought by this battle. She swung her other arm violently and hit her opponent's chin with another elbow.

With a slight "click" sound, the opponent's jaw was dislocated in an instant.

His face was distorted and the expression of pain was clearly visible.

However, Qin Chuxue did not stop her attack. She quickly kicked up and hit her opponent's head hard with her knee.

The flying knee to the head is an absolutely forbidden move in other fighting competitions. The power of this blow is so great that a dent seems to appear on the opponent's forehead.

Blood splattered everywhere, and his body paused briefly in the air, then fell to the ground with a bang like a sandbag hit by a sledgehammer.

The entire stadium fell into deathly silence in an instant.

Then the call echoed throughout the venue, and medical personnel quickly rushed to the ring and began to provide emergency treatment to the fallen player.

On the TV screen, Qin Chuxue stood in the center of the ring, with shining lights and waving flags behind her. Amid the cheers of the crowd, she raised high the golden belt that symbolized glory and victory.

Her handsome smile with a hint of evil was captured in the picture.

Li Zhiqiu "Gurgle." He swallowed his saliva, his hand holding the chopsticks trembled a little, and he tried to calm down. This was even more outrageous than the contrast zone, but fortunately it had nothing to do with him.

He will stay away from now on.

Qin Zifei's face instantly blossomed with a brilliant smile. She quickly turned around, took out a glass of red wine from the wine cabinet, and gently shook the glass, letting the wine sparkle with an alluring luster under the light. She smiled at Li Zhiqiu and said:

"Come on, let's celebrate! After Hatsuyuki wins the championship, she should be back soon. I plan to let her study with you, what do you think?"

Chapter 56

The Troubles of Qianhe Policewoman

Concubine Qin Zifei sat elegantly at the dining table, gently shaking the wine glass in her hand. The red wine swirled in the glass, reflecting her smiling face.

Her eyes revealed a hint of tipsiness and deep joy, as if at this moment, the whole world was cheering for the victory of her daughter Qin Chuxue.

Her dangerous hairstyle, perfect figure, and tipsy smile after drinking seemed to exude the unique hormonal scent of women. Her temperament suddenly changed from a gentle mother to a woman full of mature feminine charm.

However, Li Zhiqiu had no time to appreciate Qin Zifei's charming and intoxicating scene, as slow-motion footage of the game was being played on TV.

In the picture, the sturdy man's skull was instantly deformed and blood splattered after being hit by Qin Chuxue's flying knee. Although it has been blurred, the impact and cruelty still make Li Zhiqiu feel chilled.

Qin Chuxue's face showed cruelty at that moment.

This sister is dangerous.

"There's nothing good to learn around me." Li Zhiqiu forced a smile: "Besides, my sister is such a good fighter."

Concubine Qin Zifei shook her head, her ink-black hair swaying slightly with her movements. She picked up the red wine in the goblet with her delicate hands and raised it to her lips, looking elegant and charming.

The red wine flowed into her throat as smoothly as silk. A hint of drunkenness flashed in her eyes, as if the whole world became hazy and charming at this moment.

He put down his wine glass and looked at Li Zhiqiu: "Can you fight and dodge a pistol?"

Qin Zifei looked at Li Zhiqiu in a drunken state, and said sincerely: "You have something she needs to learn. Can I ask you to take care of my sister?"

Li Zhiqiu looked strange. It was natural for a brother to take care of his sister.

The problem is that this sister highlights a contrast.

Looking up and seeing Qin Zifei's expectant eyes, he took a deep breath, calmed his inner fluctuations, and nodded: "If she doesn't mind, of course I have no problem."

He couldn't refuse now.

A pleased smile appeared on Qin Zifei's face: "Thank you."

After dinner, the two sat together on the spacious sofa.

The night outside the window shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Under the dim light, Qin Zifei was visibly happy, and her face seemed even more charming.

There was a hint of intoxication in her eyes, and the whole world became alluring in her smile.

"I'm very happy today. Come drink with me." Qin Zifei's voice was soft and seductive. She picked up the bottle and elegantly poured a small glass of wine for Li Zhiqiu. The glass of wine sparkled with a crystal light under the light, like an attractive ruby.

Li Zhiqiu looked at the wine glass in front of him. Minors were not allowed to drink. But then he thought about it and realized that he was already a gangster. He took the glass with a smile and said, "Okay, I'll drink a little with my mother."

Li Zhiqiu took a sip and recalled the information he had prepared earlier.

He took out a file bag, pulled out a stack of papers from it, and handed it to Qin Zifei: "By the way, Mom, this is the account situation."

Qin Zifei took the information, flipped through it casually, and put it down, saying with a smile: "The Little Boy Agency is run by you alone, and has nothing to do with the Daokou Club. You can just give the dividends to Qin Chuxue every year."

"Well, okay." Li Zhiqiu nodded. This was the white-world business that Qin Zifei left for her daughter. Obviously, she didn't want her daughter to have too much to do with the underworld.

Li Zhiqiu pulled out another bank card from the file bag and handed it to Qin Zifei: "This is the 2 million yen initial investment that you made, Mom. According to the agreement, Qin Chuxue will own % of the company's shares in the future."

Qin Zifei elegantly found a comfortable position to lie on the sofa, with her legs gently crossed, showing a lazy and charming posture.

The slippers inadvertently slipped off her feet, revealing a pair of slender feet as white as jade wrapped in flesh-colored stockings. They looked even more delicate and charming under the light.

She looked relaxed, as if she had let go of all her fatigue and worries. She took the bank card and said, "Chuxue only needs to take 30%. You can arrange the remaining shares yourself."

Without waiting for Li Zhiqiu to refuse, Qin Zifei raised the wine glass in her hand and said, "Let's toast to the future."

Li Zhiqiu looked at Qin Zifei with a look that seemed to have a mysterious magic. He said no more, picked up the wine glass, and gently clinked it with Qin Zifei's glass.

With a soft "bang" sound, the two wine glasses met in the air.

Li Zhiqiu took a deep breath and then drank the red wine in the glass.

The red wine tasted smooth, with a light fruity aroma and a slight astringency. He felt a warm current flowing from his throat into his stomach, then quickly spread throughout his body, and his cheeks became slightly hot.

It wasn't the first time that Li Zhiqiu drank alcohol, and he felt that the wine was somewhat intoxicating.

It is indeed a high-end red wine, it is just different.

Concubine Qin Zifei did not pour any more wine for Li Zhiqiu. She was obviously very happy and poured herself glass after glass of wine. As the bottle of red wine was empty, her cheeks turned slightly red and her eyes became more and more blurred.

Sitting posture is becoming more and more casual.

Li Zhiqiu listened quietly to Qin Zifei's story, but he felt his heartbeat accelerating. His eyes unconsciously swept over her graceful figure, and finally fell on her pair of white and jade-like feet wrapped in transparent flesh-colored stockings.

An inexplicable impulse surged in his heart, but he quickly suppressed it.

Qin Zifei's voice became softer and softer as she told interesting stories about her daughter, like an ordinary mother.

The conversation between the two gradually became rarer, and her voice became softer and softer.

When Li Zhiqiu suddenly came to his senses, he found that Qin Zifei had been sleeping quietly on the sofa, her eyes were closed, and her breathing was even and gentle. Her graceful figure made her posture charming and attractive, and her face was still flushed after being drunk, which added a bit of charm and style to her beauty.

The whole room was filled with a faint aroma of red wine, as if it was emanating from her.

After drinking, Li Zhiqiu felt an inexplicable restlessness in his heart. His eyes involuntarily fell on Qin Zifei's slender feet, which were as white as jade, and then went up to the collar of her clothes, revealing her fair skin. The edge of her F-size breasts could be seen.

Reason quickly drove him to look away.

He gently helped Qin Zifei up, holding her body with his hands, feeling the softness in his palms, and forced himself to put her body in a side-lying position.

Then he walked to the air conditioner, turned it on and adjusted it to a suitable temperature.

Li Zhiqiu planned to stay by Qin Zifei's side to ensure her safety.

However, his body's restlessness lingered.

He gritted his teeth, stood up, opened the door and left the apartment.

After leaving the apartment, the evening breeze dispelled some of his restlessness. Li Zhiqiu took out his cell phone and called Yazi.

An hour later, Yazi appeared in the hotel room. She knocked on the door and put her hands in her pockets: "Hey, why did you call me out in the middle of the night? And you asked me to do this hairstyle. When did you like flesh-colored transparent stockings?"

The next second, she was forcibly pulled into the room by Li Zhiqiu.