Chapter 71 (End)

The glass conservatory is just one of the many bright pearls that suddenly shines in this world.

Stepping outside the fashion industry, most people's attention is drawn to another figure.

Qingque, as a well-known domestic brand, is often perceived as cheap but outdated, with packaging inferior to imported products, feeling like something we used when we were kids, and tacky.

Until one day, some bloggers specializing in traditional handmade crafts suddenly appeared.

Concepts like ancient methods and inheritance are impacting the public's senses. They suddenly realize that what is outdated has always been the most powerful inheritance in the world.

Keen observers have also noticed that these bloggers all come from the same entertainment company with a rather peculiar name—

A cooing machine.

Since that music program aired two years ago, the music platforms that launched at the same time, with their brand-new mechanisms, have all been like ordinary people going against the wind and rain, directly challenging the might of heaven.

But this seemingly reckless machine has become a legendary case study that has been used countless times since.

After that, talent shows emerged one after another, but none of them could replicate the spirit of Gugu Machine. It was not about competing for a champion, but about letting the world know that there is a group of people who love different styles of music.

When gathered, it is a raging fire that has ravaged the entire entertainment industry; when dispersed, it is a sky full of dazzling stars.

This led to other programs that imitated or simply copied the show initially receiving a lot of attention, even when ridiculed by loyal fans of the Gugu Machine, they still received a lot of support.

Until various shady dealings were exposed, such as maliciously instigating conflicts between fans and engaging in hype and marketing, these programs became a real joke, especially with the success of the Gugu Machine preceding them.

This has made Guguji the beloved "White Moon Gugu" in the hearts of countless fans.

Even if contestants participating in the Gugu Machine program do not choose to sign a contract, their works can still be released on the Gugu Machine music platform, and the recommendation mechanism is fair and clear.

This is the ultimate way to gain both fame and fortune. It is said that during the period when the company's stock price was hitting the daily limit, the chairman of Gugu Machine locked himself in his office. When he came out, he seemed to have red eyes, his sharp little eyes were bloodshot, and he was muttering to himself.

This once caused great concern among the employees of Gugu Machine, until a senior executive vaguely heard Chairman Li muttering that he wanted to send the latest secret documents to President Meng as a reward.

Only then did everyone feel relieved.

Clutching the bonus he had just received, he wondered whether he should use this overheard secret to flatter President Meng.

In no time, President Meng became the most obscure yet universally known legend in the industry.

Who exactly is it? Is it a man or a woman? What is this secret document? Could it be a code name for some new and expensive gift...?

Many people were waiting to see the short-lived success of the Gugu Machine, but they didn't expect that they would withstand all the pressure, both overt and covert, and steadily advance step by step, just when everyone thought they would take big steps.

The rise of Qingque has allowed domestic products to shine again in the hearts of consumers, but some people have sensed a terrifying atmosphere.

The subtle connection between the Bluebird and the Cuckoo Machine, along with their nearly identical resurrection operations, is striking.

President Meng's name has once again come into everyone's view.

And those companies that also faced bankruptcy risks during those two years, and then received an investment and subsequently shone brightly, were they also involved by him?

...

On my twentieth birthday.

Lian Yi and Meng Er's day was nothing out of the ordinary.

At 11 a.m., Meng Er had just finished distributing instructions and was watching the fund launch a strangulation operation under her control. The sunlight in the large apartment was just right, shining in through the thin gauze, the light soft and bright.

While the main character seems to have broken free from the control of the plot in the past two years, it is still impossible to definitively say whether he has truly broken free from the original plot.

As Meng Er watched his assets increase little by little, his bespectacled face appeared elegant and composed, his eyes calm as if all worldly desires had been satisfied, thus making him seem somewhat lazy.

The main account had just been turned on at that moment.

Last night, she had a great time at a bonfire party. When she woke up, her voice was a little hoarse, but when she thought of the scene where Jiang Yu was dragged off to sing and dance last night, she rubbed her sleepy eyes and inexplicably wanted to laugh.

She pushed open the rustic wooden door and was greeted by the aroma of freshly baked bread that filled the entire room.

The man with his back to her had a tall, broad back, and his smooth, well-proportioned muscles were completely covered by a short T-shirt, which concealed his genitals, yet it seemed as if nothing was covered at all.

Lian Yi leaned against the doorframe and asked lazily, "Little Jiang, what are we having for dinner today?"

“This morning I went to the local market and bought some ingredients that are only available here. I baked some bread... and grilled pork neck with local special sauce. Would you like some?” Jiang Yu glanced back at her, his smile seeming to be faster than his reaction. He just chuckled and didn’t turn his gaze back, looking at her gently and tenderly as she woke up.

"Just look at me, the meat looks like it's going to burn." Lian Yi smiled and gestured towards the pot in front of him.

Jiang Yu turned his gaze to the meat in the pot, which was a perfect color, golden and sizzling with oil. He sighed helplessly, "Go wash up first, dinner will be ready soon."

Okay.

Lian Yi smiled. In the past two years, she had simply traveled around and didn't know whether Jiang Yu had really inherited the Li family or whether the Li family was really doomed.

One day, she was hiking with a group of people she had just met when she saw Jiang Yu, who was fully equipped, waiting at the campsite.

There were some surprises, but more than anything—

The Li family went bankrupt?

Lian Yi's steps never faltered because of Jiang Yu's appearance or departure.

Occasionally, when Lianyi saw him working late at night wearing glasses, she would advise him to stop messing around.

Lian Yi could see the look in Jiang Yu's eyes at that time.

Later, I simply stopped trying to persuade them.

Sometimes he would leave for a while, becoming the well-dressed CEO Li in the city, and other times he would appear precisely in front of Lian Yi, just like her, an ordinary tourist from some corner of the world.

Aside from Jiang Yu's meticulous care each time, making her seem like a top-paid nanny, their relationship was simply that of two travel buddies.

Today is just another ordinary day, one of the many years that have passed.

After washing up, Lian Yi rubbed her overly thick and soft, flyaway hair, trying to tame it, and walked out of the bathroom.

The guesthouse they rented had a kitchen but no dining room.

Therefore, they had no choice but to eat at the dining table in the living room.

Watching Jiang Yu bustling around, Lian Yi suddenly felt playful and pounced on him after he put down a plate of tender green vegetables.

Jiang Yu seemed to have expected this, and with a helpless yet amused expression, he let her weight pull him down, and the two of them fell onto the sofa.

"recent--"

Lian Yi narrowed her eyes dangerously, sizing up his physique, and deliberately dragged out her words, "We clearly ate the same food, and you ate more than me, so why haven't you lost any muscle? Did you cheat by wearing a muscle suit?"

"Muscle suit?" Jiang Yu was somewhat taken aback, then chuckled and shook his head. "I don't wear anything like that."

"I don't believe it!"

Lian Yi smiled mischievously, her bright eyes fixed on him, "Unless you let me see your abs!"

"..." Jiang Yu was speechless for a moment.

But after spending more time with the adult Lian Yi, he no longer blushed so easily from Lian Yi's 'filthy language' as he did at the beginning.

Jiang Yu said helplessly, "Yi Yi, stop joking, the food is getting cold."

She's sensitive to heat, so the indoor air conditioning is always set very low.

"Bread doesn't taste good when it's cold."

The young man tilted his head slightly, forced to look down at her from above in this position. It seemed that his eyes were glistening with tears because they had been brushed against by the ends of Lian Yi's hair during the moment of disorientation.

Lian Yi took a breath as she looked at him.

Even at a time like this, he's still speaking to her gently and tenderly.

"Little Jiang, you're always like this, it's really easy for me to bully you." Lian Yi said in a deliberately fierce tone.

Jiang Yu chuckled softly, "You won't bully me, right?"

"That depends on whether you know what's good for you. Hurry up and let me see your abs!" Lian Yi suddenly reached for the hem of his clothes, but was stopped by his hand. Only her fingertips lightly touched a bit of the warm, almost burning muscle.

Jiang Yu subconsciously hissed softly, his beautiful eyes revealing a captivating allure as his handsome brows furrowed slightly.

“Yi Yi, you…” he paused, “This isn’t a good idea.”

It's not that it's not good, but it's not that it's impossible or forbidden.

Lian Yi tilted her head and watched him finish speaking before turning her face away shyly.

What started as a lighthearted joke gradually changed.

Just as she was about to lash out.

Meng Er, who was indifferently watching the curves and the changing numbers and letters on the screen by the floor-to-ceiling window, suddenly received a phone call.

"..."

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Yu was slightly stunned. He had never seen Lian Yi show such an expression before. In an instant, he was astonished and shocked as if struck by lightning.

His expression suddenly changed; his thin lips tightened, but his ears turned red as he whispered, "I'm sorry, I... I didn't..."

"Little Jiang..."

"I didn't mean to, Yi Yi, why don't you... come down first?" Jiang Yu had never spoken so haltingly in front of her before.

Lian Yi lowered her eyes and stared at Jiang Yu.

"Looks like my vacation is coming to an end."

"Hmm... Ah?" Jiang Yu's tense body paused slightly, and he looked up at her in confusion.

Lian Yi had never encountered such an absurd situation before, although she knew it was impossible for her to have encountered it in the past.

But how could this happen?

I am the real heiress.

Am I the fake heiress too?

Is it the world that's gone mad, or is it her?

After stepping off Jiang Yu, Lian Yi quickly ran back to her room, took out her phone which she had basically used as a decoration since the beginning of the trip, and sure enough, it had been bombarded with countless messages and phone calls.

Ignoring the long-accumulated messages I've been too lazy to reply to, the latest news consists of a mix of concern and sarcastic remarks.

They all expressed the same thing that happened.

A shocking rumor has emerged in the Lian family: the real daughter has been living away from home, while the fake daughter has been pampered for over a decade.

"What happened?" Jiang Yu followed her and stood at the door of the room. He was a little worried when he saw Lian Yi stare blankly at her phone after glancing at it a few times.

He lowered his eyes and pondered. Recently, everyone had been behaving themselves. Ever since Lian Yi somehow got some money to pay the bill Lian Decheng had given her, the Lian family had been trying to contact her.

However, Lian Yi completely ignored it.

Only the two elders and Uncle Li occasionally receive the local specialties and postcards she sends back.

The search by Lian Decheng and his wife was so perfunctory that they retreated before their men could even intercept them.

Only Huo Zhiyun was left, and he searched for her very diligently, but unfortunately, it was to no avail.

Things have been relatively calm lately, so what could have caused Lian Yi to react this way?

"Xiao Jiang, you might not believe it, but I'm actually a fake rich heiress." Lian Yi turned to look at him, her amber eyes reflecting the sunlight like a cat's, giving her an eerie and mysterious look.

What she really wanted to say was that Jiang Yu probably would never have guessed.

She is also the real heiress.

“…What?” Jiang Yu frowned.

Lian Yi briefly summarized the message she received and told him about it.

When Lian Decheng went to inspect the project site, an accident occurred. His wife, who was nearing her due date, resolutely took on the responsibility and stayed at the Lian Group (which was not yet the Lian Group at the time) to deal with the series of troubles caused by the accident at the project site.

Therefore, when labor begins, one can only choose the nearest health center.

That's where the bizarre incident of the baby swapping happened.

In short, Lian Yi was actually a fake heiress who had usurped the position.

As Jiang Yu listened to Lian Yi speak of her background in a nonchalant tone, there was no surprise in his eyes. He simply observed Lian Yi's expression cautiously, worried about her feelings.

"Xiao Jiang, do you know what I'm thinking right now?" she suddenly said.

Jiang Yu shook his head, strode into the room, pursed his lips slightly, and whispered, "Yi Yi, no matter what happens, I will be by your side."

"I know that."

Lian Yi waved her hand, looking at his serious and worried expression, she straightened up from her kneeling position and reached out to pinch Jiang Yu's face.

"I'm fine, really."

She was simply excited.

Thousands of miles away.

Meng Er put down his phone, took off his glasses, and his usually indifferent eyes gradually became more interested as the corners of his mouth turned up.

She's not actually a vengeful person; the detailed report about Lian Decheng and his wife undergoing IVF abroad is still lying in her inbox.

Meng Er had made ample preparations to extricate himself from the main storyline. If the plot attempts to pull the main character back into the story to continue shining, then this report will be made public to the public.

But she never expected things to turn out this way.

Why did Lien Tak-cheng choose to acknowledge her as his 'biological daughter' instead of simply welcoming the crown prince back into the wealthy family?

It doesn't matter.

She is not a vengeful person.

Meng Er rubbed his temples, but the smile on his lips did not fade.

Lian Decheng saw her value and would probably not let the opportunity to exploit her to the fullest extent possible.

Let's see whether she was being used or whether Lian Decheng was letting a tiger return to the mountain.

This time when she goes back, she wants the entire Lian family.

For the eighteen years of tireless performances by the big brother, he deserved to receive a fair share of his earnings.

It's a bit pricey, but that's what happens when she's a businesswoman.