Su Jiani was only nine years old at the time, and she had a deep impression of her father's good friend, Su Luo.

Because he was so handsome, if her father hadn't said he was a man, she would have really thought he was a woman.

She was skeptical of Su Luo's offer to take care of her in place of her father; she simply couldn't believe that this seemingly frail man could actually support himself.

Moreover, she had to complain that Su Luo really had no taste; this little crocodile plush toy was really ugly.

Su Jiani was in a very bad mood at the time and spoke her mind directly.

"Uncle, you have no taste! This doll is terribly ugly!"

Unexpectedly, Su Luo, instead of being angry, smiled and sincerely apologized to her.

"I'm sorry, I've never picked out a toy for a girl before. How about I take you to the mall and buy you one you like?"

Su Jianni glared at him and said arrogantly, "No need, this is fine."

So what if he's a little ugly? Considering how nice his attitude was, she could barely accept it.

The two then began living together.

In the six months before her father's death, Su Jianni had nightmares every day, and each dream was different, but none were as terrifying as the last.

For example, I dreamt that my father was coughing violently, spitting blood all over the floor—it was incredibly exaggerated.

The blood on the ground stuck to the soles of her shoes like superglue, making her unable to move.

For example, she dreamed that her mother, whom she had never met, walked out of a photograph. Her mother was exceptionally beautiful, even more beautiful than the most popular actresses she had ever seen on television.

But her beautiful face was twisted and filled with malice, and her beautiful eyes were still bleeding.

Her mother glared at her fiercely and said that she hadn't wanted her in the first place, that her birth was an accident, and that she was superfluous.

For example, she dreamed that her classmates mocked her for not having a mother. She picked up a mop from the classroom bathroom and swung it at her classmates, but her classmates suddenly produced a fruit knife and forcefully stabbed it into her chest, causing large gushes of blood to gush out of her body.

Every time she wakes up from a nightmare, Su Jianni cries for a long time.

For some reason, Su Luo always manages to arrive immediately, stay by her side, patiently comfort her, tell her fairy tales, and sing to her.

She would mercilessly mock Su Luo whenever she heard him singing completely off-key, but Su Luo didn't care and even thought he sang quite well.

The warmth that Su Luo gave her went beyond these things.

When she got into fights with her classmates at school, she would often beat them up until they were bruised and swollen.

Whenever Su Luo was called to school by her teacher, the teacher would first check if she was alright, and then never listen to what others said.

She always asks her about the cause and process of things. Even if it's her fault sometimes, Su Luo will never blame her. She always reflects on herself first, wondering if she did something wrong that caused Su Luo to make a mistake.

Days passed by.

She doesn't know when it started, but the ugly little crocodile plush toy that she used to look down on has become her most treasured possession, and she can only fall asleep while holding it.

All previous doubts about Su Luo vanished.

Nightmares have all left her.

Thinking of this, Su Jianni hugged the little crocodile doll in her arms even tighter, the corners of her lips slowly turned up, and she closed her eyes and quickly fell asleep.

...

Song Family Villa.

Song Lingshan sat leaning against the headboard, scrolling through short videos on her phone.

All of them are screen recordings of Su Luo's live streams and his PK battles with others.

She discovered that during the period when she hadn't visited Su Luo's live stream, Su Luo had lost quite a few PK battles.

Doing squats, drinking cola, drawing little turtles on your face...

Aside from eating raw eggs, it seems like I've done all the punishments that are popular online.

In addition, the live broadcast time has been extended from the original six hours to ten hours.

The more Song Lingshan looked, the uglier her expression became, her brows furrowing into a knot.

Is this guy out of his mind? Why is he suddenly going to such lengths?

Is Su Luo really that short of money? She remembered that the last time she returned the Nanjing lock to him, it was because she was worried that he would be short of money. Didn't she already say that he could sell it?

Those Nanjing locks covered in diamonds, although not very expensive, can still sell for several million.

A few million was nothing to her, but it was enough for Su Luo to pay off his mortgage and ease his burden considerably.

Song Lingshan tapped her fingers lightly on her phone screen, lost in thought.

She really hasn't had much time lately to stay in Su Luo's live stream and help him with his PK battles. She has to manage the company and visit her father.

How can we take good care of Su Luo and minimize his punishment?

He wouldn't take the money, but judging from Su Luo's attitude, even if he were to receive a large gift from him, he wouldn't give up the live streaming industry.

After much thought, Song Lingshan finally came up with a good idea.

If she wanted to take care of Su Luo, wouldn't it have been better to just acquire Apple Media and make him her employee?

Having figured out a solution, Song Lingshan finally breathed a sigh of relief, got up to turn off the lamp, crawled into bed, and fell asleep peacefully.

I slept soundly until dawn.

Song Lingshan slowly opened her eyes, picked up her phone from under her pillow, and habitually unlocked the screen.

I received a message from Nami Ozawa, telling her to come home for lunch today.

Song Lingshan would definitely go back to eat, but she didn't want to talk to her.

She felt that the happiest person would be Ozawa Nami, as her father was seriously ill and about to pass away.

She even argued with her father about it because he promised her 20% of the shares.

She didn't mind being given a house and a car, but 20% of the shares seemed like too much.

It's worth noting that 20% of the Song Group's shares are worth several billion.

Why does Nami Ozawa get so much? Her father only gave his sister 20%.

She's only been with her father for a little over three years, and she's also having an affair. She's only thirty-two years old this year, so young. If nothing unexpected happens, she'll definitely remarry after her father passes away.

Why should she marry someone else while bringing with her so many shares in the Song family?

Her father told her very seriously, "Daughter, you don't understand. Actually, it's me who owes her more."

Song Lingshan really didn't understand what her father had done to wrong her.

She originally came from a very poor family, and she never suffered a single day after marrying into the family. How could her father owe her anything?

I really can't understand it.

She was torn between using the affair to blackmail Nami Ozawa into divorcing her father early and refusing to give her the 20% stake.

She had considered telling her father about Ozawa Nami's affair, but she was afraid he wouldn't be able to accept it and might pass away prematurely due to a moment of agitation.

At noon, Song Lingshan returned home.

I pushed open the door and was stunned by what I saw.

Shen Junze, whom I haven't seen for a long time, is sitting at the tea table playing chess with his father.

No wonder she was asked to come at noon; it turns out it was because Shen Junze was here.

Hearing the door open, Shen Junze put down his chess piece and smiled at Song Lingshan.

"Xiao Shan, you're back. It's been a long time."

"..."

Song Lingshan didn't respond to him, but looked at Shen Junze's father opposite her and asked in confusion.

"Dad, why did you call him here?"