Become a Billionaire in One Day

A head of wavy blond hair covered half of his face, but it could only be deduced from the exposed half of his face that he was a typical Central European hybrid.    

    

What was surprising was that such a seductive woman was cooking breakfast in the kitchen!    

    

"Mistress." However, the seductive woman was extremely respectful to Zhao Xinyue.    

    

"Yuan Ge, let me help you."    

    

Zhao Xinyue gave her a sweet smile.    

    

Perhaps most people would stay away from a woman like Yuan Ge, but Zhao Xinyue was especially close to her, starting from the moment she first saw her.    

    

Perhaps it was because of their similar encounters.    

    

Zhao Xinyue had an incurable illness and only had one year left.    

    

As for Yuan Ge, the half of her face that was covered by the big waves of hair had a shocking scar running from her forehead all the way to her cheek. It was so eye-catching that it made people feel anger and pity.    

    

Yuan Ge looked at Zhao Xinyue's pair of eyes, which were as clear as a lake and filled with countless stars, and revealed a sincere smile.    

    

In those eyes, she seemed to see the memory of that piece of land, so reassuring.    

    

"Hey, Yuan Ge, don't call me mistress. How about this? I'll call you sister while you call me sister?"    

    

Zhao Xinyue said as she took an egg from the fridge.    

    

To be honest, she did not like the term 'mistress' at all. However, Yuan Ge's unchanging manner of address gave her a headache.    

    

Hearing Zhao Xinyue's words, Yuan Ge showed a pondering expression.    

    

Zhao Xinyue's face was filled with anticipation.    

    

"Alright."    

    

"Mistress."    

    

Bright Moon Villa.    

    

An old tree with intertwined roots and thick trunk rose dozens of meters into the air. A gust of biting autumn wind blew past, and the dead leaves fell, landing on the silver hair of the old man playing chess under the tree. At the same time, they landed on the old chessboard covered in sawdust.    

    

"Grandfather."    

    

Suddenly, a heavenly voice rang out.    

    

"Ah, it's Sichun." The old man raised his head and looked at the beautiful woman before him, revealing a kind gaze.    

    

This gaze contained a lot, but it was also filled with gratification.    

    

This granddaughter of hers didn't disappoint him.    

    

He was even better than himself in the past.    

    

"Sichun, you don't come here for no reason. Say it, why are you here today?"    

    

The old man indifferently said as he looked at the chessboard.    

    

A shrewd light flashed in his weathered eyes.    

    

The old man was right, Lee Sichun had come today for her happiness!    

    

"I …"    

    

Before Lee Sichun could say anything, the old man waved his hand and interrupted her.    

    

"I haven't had any tea made by Sichun in a long time, grandpa is really thinking too much." Make a pot for grandpa? "    

    

The old man rubbed his hands together, revealing the innocent smile of a child.    

    

Lee Sichun stood gracefully in the wind, the autumn wind blowing her skirt to and fro with the wind.    

    

She lowered her head in thought, then nodded.    

    

The old man put on a smile as he placed the tea set on the table.    

    

There was an ancient saying, "One should not be tired of seeing the yellow courtyard, and the tea set was always on one's person." And this simple and grand tea set before him was obviously a treasure that the old man had hidden away.    

    

Lee Sichun sat down with her delicate hands and quickly finished brewing a pot of yellow mountain hair peak.    

    

The mist formed the top, and the fragrance was like orchids.    

    

The old man took a small sip and his entire body felt comfortable.    

    

"Good!" Good! "Alright!"    

    

The old man said three good words in a row.    

    

"However," the old man changed the topic.    

    

"This tea is bitter."    

    

In this world of tea, the true taste of tea belonged to the experts of the world. At the same time, one could understand the state of mind of the tea breeder. It was obvious that the old man belonged to this category.    

    

Lee Sichun's hand, which was holding the teapot, trembled slightly. Then, it returned to normal.    

    

It seemed like his grandfather had finally revealed his true feelings.    

    

There was no makeup on Lee Sichun's face today. Instead, she looked even more classical and elegant in the steaming tea.    

    

A cool breeze blew, causing his clothes to flutter. He was truly like a fairy.    

    

The old man looked at her benevolently before putting down the teacup that was still warm from the heat. He then opened his own conversation.    

    

"In the past, your grandmother was a lady of a noble family, but I was just a poor scholar whose reputation had been ruined."    

    

"I don't know why, but your grandma chose me, Lee Kuangge, out of a bunch of handsome men like Jiang Dong. For this, she didn't hesitate to come out and live with me."    

    

"Then things got better, and this time we had your father, me and her first child."    

    

"After going through the most difficult days and seeing that she is about to be blessed, how could I have known that a serious illness took her away? I remember the one she couldn't bear to worry about the most was you. At that time, you were only three months old, fair and clean. When she hugged you, she was unwilling to let you go, and even said that she would watch you get married. "    

    

"At that time, she was really happy. She was happier than watching me start a business like this from scratch."    

    

The old man unconsciously turned the cup on the tea table, a nostalgic expression on his weather-beaten face.    

    

It was the first time that Lin Sichun had heard the old man talk about her grandmother, and her eyes reddened as she listened.    

    

"After your grandmother left, I put all my heart and soul into the Lee's Group and fostered your father. Your father was angry with me, angry at me for not taking your grandmother to a doctor earlier, and even wanting to split with me. But his business talent had actually been used in the Lee's Group. This is also one of the main reasons why our Lee's Group is able to grow in power. "    

    

"But how can you say that this person disappeared just like that?"    

    

"Child, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry to your parents, I'm sorry to your grandmother."    

    

The autumn wind blew through the old man's pale hair, and at this moment, his eyes, which had been strong for a lifetime, became moist.    

    

"No, grandfather, you didn't let anyone down. We all love you."    

    

"Grandma loves you. Mom and Dad love you. I love you too."    

    

With tears in her eyes, Lee Sichun spoke to the old man while sobbing.    

    

Only after a long time did the two calm down.    

    

"That old brat Zhao Tiancheng came to play chess with me yesterday."    

    

The old man's words caused Lee Sichun to instantly focus her attention.    

    

The old man smiled and looked at Lee Sichun meaningfully.    

    

"I heard that Zhao Family kid has his eyes on you?"    

    

Lee Sichun frowned.    

    

"When I was young, I received some help from that old brat Zhao Tiancheng."    

    

The old man didn't continue speaking, but Lee Sichun's expression changed visibly.    

    

But she remained silent.    

    

Lee Sichun couldn't understand her grandfather's attitude, or rather, she decided not to say a word before her grandfather finally expressed his opinion.    

    

"Ai, child, everything is good. It's just that your grandmother has a good temper. If she wasn't so stubborn, she wouldn't have suffered so much with me."    

    

"But that's what I can't forget about her."    

    

The old man rubbed his teacup and sighed.    

    

"Child, if you don't like it then just push it away. This old bones of mine, no matter how heavy the rain or wind is, I can still take on one. "    

    

The old man's tone was light, but to Lee Sichun, it was as heavy as a mountain.    

    

Lee Kuangge looked at Lee Sichun benevolently. As he looked at her youthful face, he fell into a trance for a moment.    

    

Ah Min.    

    

For me, you didn't hesitate to take on the notoriety of being an unfilial descendant; today, I am Sichun, so what if your granddaughter takes in the entirety of her Lee Family!