Chapter 100: The Powerful Noblewoman
Whether eaten raw or made into soup, as Liu Rushuang’s friend, Su He knew all too well what kind of woman she was. No matter what you said, this lady was the type to “leave you on read and then reply nonsense.”
On the other side, to celebrate Miss Yuan’s secret base being successfully completed, the four decided to go out for hotpot.
Sichuan Girl was treating them. Although she didn’t have much savings, she still had to show so sincerity. At worst, she could just stream a few more tis and accept a few more ads. With her current account, that was still pretty easy. At least when it ca to making money, she was far better than the average person.
As for livestream selling, she hadn’t considered that yet. First, she wasn’t familiar with it. Second, bringing in goods too early would consu the account’s potential. Since she had built it up step by step, she cherished it a lot. She wanted to treat this as her career, so of course she wouldn’t “kill the chicken for the eggs.”
Since they were inviting Miss Yuan to thank her for her help, they picked one of the fancier restaurants nearby. After all, it couldn’t be too shabby.
If it were just the three of them, a 13-yuan bowl of malatang would have been enough. Why go to such expense?
At the dining table, Lin Mo devoured his food. He hadn’t eaten all day, and his hunger was unbearable. Miss Yuan, anwhile, looked on with great interest at the other two.
Sichuan Girl pointed at Wang Chu with her chopsticks and said with a face full of disdain:
“Look at your body shape. You think you deserve to be Imperial Armor? That belly of yours can’t even be hidden. People who don’t know better would think Imperial Armor hit middle-aged spread. You’re better off playing Piggy Hero. At least you don’t even need makeup!”
“Pfft! You’re the one suited for Piggy Hero! Your Iron Man isn’t much better either. The armor looks shrunken when you wear it.
And why shouldn’t I be Imperial Armor? I am the real Imperial Armor, okay!”
Wang Chu refused to back down. Today, Sichuan Girl wasn’t cosplaying Li Shiya outside, without her golden body to protect her. Why should he let her have her way? Did she think she was Lin Mo or sothing?
Earlier upstairs, the two had argued for a long ti over who would get to be Imperial Armor. In the end, Wang Chu won the first round thanks to his build, but Sichuan Girl was still not convinced.
After all, it was Imperial Armor—the armor perfectly fitting the Chinese aesthetic. Its na ca from the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, incorporating features of the other five armors: dragon head, eagle wings, tiger shoulders, mastiff back, rhinoceros legs. Its color was the classic gold, symbolizing supre imperial power.
To put it bluntly, this thing could still be worn on a wedding day—the most important day for a Chinese person—and not be out of place.
Iron Man was indeed handso, but compared to Imperial Armor, it was still a little lacking.
“You’re the real Imperial Armor? Stop bragging. Do you even have the Five Elents bloodline?” Sichuan Girl sneered back.
Wang Chu: “Why wouldn’t I? My grandpa’s from Fire Village, my grandma from Water Village, my maternal grandpa from Wind Village, my maternal grandma from tal Village. I’m the true heir, okay!”
Sichuan Girl: “You’re missing Earth Village, aren’t you? That’s hybrid bloodline. I’m pure! I’m a pure-blooded Five Elents descendant. Sun, give strength!”
Yuan ng: .
Lin Mo: .
Watching the two escalate from personal insults to debating bloodline purity, Lin Mo and Miss Yuan were speechless. Thankfully they had a private room. If this were in the main hall outside, the two of them would have dropped their chopsticks and walked away in embarrassnt.
In short, a set of Imperial Armor had caused the Twin Stars of the Library to nearly tear each other apart.
But as a senior fan of gas and ani in the cosplay circle, Miss Yuan had a different opinion. She said bluntly:
“Pure-blooded Five Elents transform without a belt. So neither of you are pure.”
Lin Mo: .
Seriously? These two were already about to bash each other’s heads in, and she just had to stir things up more. He quickly added:
“Then they must be half-breeds?”
The three: .
After dinner, since Sichuan Girl didn’t need to stream today, the four went to Miss Yuan’s newly completed secret base to play gas.
Miss Yuan made a call to Zhang Wei and pulled him online. The five of them started playing CS.
With four companions whose skills were average but who provided tons of emotional support, Miss Yuan generously gifted each of them a set of gun skins.
In the ga, Zhang Wei and Wang Chu were even willing to carry pistols just so they could hand Miss Yuan the sniper rifle. Their goal was simple: to suck up.
Especially Wang Chu, who was so blatant about it that Zhang Wei, as an old acquaintance, actually felt a hint of threat. Whose lieutenant was this? How could he be more shaless than ? I’ve t my match!
“Push A, push A, three rifles!”
“Zhang Wei, throw the damn smoke!”
“Xiao~ Black~ Dog, you used your ultimate on your own teammate? Is your aim really this bad? Dying right away?”
Inside the gaming room, Miss Yuan, acting as the team’s commander, scolded the four noobs rcilessly.
They did indeed provide emotional support, but their skills were truly trash. Lin Mo, in particular, wasn’t even familiar with this ga.
Don’t be fooled by his skills in Yongjie—that was only because he had bought the “Willful Cheat.” But that cheat didn’t cover this ga.
The four didn’t dare talk back. Their records really were abysmal, all negative.
Bzzz bzzz
Just then, Miss Yuan’s phone rang. Still fuming, she didn’t even check the screen before answering:
“Hello, who is this!!”
“Your mom. What’s it to you?” Jiang, Mrs. Yuan’s mother, spoke on the line. Instantly, Miss Yuan’s tone changed.
“Mother Dearest, how co you suddenly called your daughter? Did you miss ~?”
Seeing it was her Empress Mother, even her voice grew sweet.
“Cut the act. I heard you got a place over at University Town?” Jiang said, rolling her eyes on the other end. Though she wasn’t young, ever since her skin had improved, she looked more than ten years younger, full of charm. Even Old Yuan’s heart stirred when he looked at her—only to rub his sore waist the next second.
The downside of having a pretty wife again: at his age, he really couldn’t keep up anymore.
“Uh… yeah, that’s true. What’s wrong, Mom?” Yuan ng asked.
It wasn’t hard for her family to know she had gotten a place here. After all, it was their family’s developnt project. Of course, people would report back to Old Yuan.
“Nothing. You always act on impulse. It’s not like you don’t already have sowhere to live. Why get another place? Forget it, I can’t be bothered to lecture you. Tomorrow your eldest uncle and second uncle are coming over. Be ho for lunch.”
That was her mother’s real purpose. As for Yuan ng getting a new place, she didn’t care at all. It wasn’t like she was wasteful like her brother. As long as it wasn’t illegal or criminal, their family’s wealth was more than enough to overlook it.
“Huh? Eldest uncle and second uncle are coming? For what?” Yuan ng asked.
Yuan ng had three uncles and one aunt, plus her mother, making five siblings in total. By older-generation standards, that wasn’t many.
Of course, while they were indeed close relatives, there were degrees of closeness. Her eldest uncle’s family was on good terms with them. Her youngest uncle didn’t live in Jiangning due to work, but he always ca back for New Year’s, so they were close too. Her aunt married locally, lived nearby, and they often visited. The only exception was her second uncle, with whom their family’s relationship was lukewarm.
It all dated back to when her parents had first t. He and her father had quarreled over money.
In short, since Old Yuan’s family had money, and he was dating his sister, her second uncle kept borrowing money—only to gamble it away. The amounts grew larger, until Old Yuan wised up and refused to lend more. That’s when her second uncle blew up.
To this day, that money was still unpaid. For many years after her parents married, they had little contact, only eting occasionally at her maternal grandparents’ house during holidays.
That might have been the end of it, but as her father’s business grew, her second uncle reappeared. A few years ago, he demanded that his good-for-nothing son be given a job at the company—as a project manager right off the bat.
Back then, real estate was booming. Everyone knew it made money. Put simply, he just wanted to cash in on their family wealth.
The result was obvious. He was rejected. And then her second uncle’s family started saying Old Yuan looked down on poor relatives just because he was rich.
In the end, it was only thanks to her eldest uncle and grandfather pulling strings that her cousin got a civil service job. Even so, word was he still slacked off every day.
Keep in mind, Yuan ng’s grandfather had once held a gun, and before retirent, he was a cadre. Her eldest uncle, aunt, and youngest uncle were all in politics. Only her second uncle’s branch turned out worthless—“mud that couldn’t stick to a wall.”
One or two rotten apples in a big family wasn’t strange, but for them to pop up again after a few years was still surprising.
Jiang said: “They haven’t visited in a long ti. Just coming by to see us, and to see you too.”
“I bet second uncle’s up to no good. Mom, you should be prepared,” Yuan ng warned.
She had no fondness for her second uncle’s family, especially her cousin. He had nothing to his na yet was inexplicably arrogant. Worse, he had even said more than once that no matter how rich she was, it would all go to soone else after she married.
On this, she and her brother Yuan Hua were in full agreent: stay away from that idiot.
“Don’t worry about it. Just be ho tomorrow,” Jiang sighed.
Of course she knew. But since her eldest brother was also coming, she had to give him face. Besides, this was the older generation’s problem. They didn’t want it to affect the younger ones.
“Got it. As long as you’re happy.”
Miss Yuan hung up and was ready to dive back into battle.
“Been a few days since you went ho. Auntie must be missing you?” Lin Mo teased.
Miss Yuan smirked coldly:
“With such a powerful noblewoman, she actually has the ability to call straight from thousands of miles away to my frontline command post.
Whoever dares sneak in through the back door to the battlefield, I’ll make sure her child is the first to carry dynamite and blow up the bunker!
Sell the armor and get that sniper rifle, did you hear !”
Lin Mo: .
If you want a gun, just say it. Why make yourself sound like such a paragon of justice!
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