Chapter 152 The Fake Daughter of a Wealthy Family 18
"How long will you stay here..."
Zhao Tingyi, who was talking to Su Youran, suddenly narrowed his eyes and his expression immediately became as dark as water.
A pair of white and slender hands wrapped around the neck of the person opposite him, and the perfect, sculptured face was close to hers, accompanied by a magnetic, low and hoarse murmur:
"Michaela..."
There were gasps one after another. What kind of experience is it to have two equally god-like faces put together?
A double blow to the pupils and the heart!
“Joshua.” Su Youran patted his head, her eyes gentle. “Stop messing around.”
Joshua lowered his head even more and rubbed it against her palm, like a noble Persian cat who had finally returned to the arms of his trusted owner.
He didn't notice at all that his 1.9-meter-tall body bent in such a strange posture.
Daniel grabbed the back of his neck without any hesitation, and Joshua kicked him sideways. In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged several moves in front of everyone's stunned eyes.
Every move was merciless, as if there was a huge hatred between them. Zhao Tingyi, who was close, could even feel the strong wind created by the punches and kicks.
"I'm sorry." Freyr came over and nodded to Zhao Tingyi with a smile: "This is their unique way of communicating. I'm sorry to have embarrassed you."
He speaks authentic Chinese, without even the accent that most foreigners have when speaking Chinese.
He extended his hand, politely but with the strength of someone who had been in a high position for a long time:
"Hello, I'm Freyr, Michaela's older brother. Thank you for taking care of her in the past. We Rockefellers are always grateful."
"Need not."
Zhao Tingyi stood up and shook the bony hand, his attitude was generous and neither humble nor arrogant:
"In fact, Ranran and I take care of each other. Without her, there would be no me today. She means a lot to me."
Freyr raised his eyebrows, smiled faintly and withdrew his hand.
Owen sat down next to Su Youran, picked up the coffee on the table and sniffed it. He frowned slightly, but without asking her, he called over the waiter.
"Take it down."
His behavior was very familiar, and at the end he smiled apologetically at Zhao Tingyi who was looking at him.
"Michaela is a bit picky about coffee. She only drinks coffee from Guatemala's Enhete Estate."
"How about the Black Ivory Coffee I gave you last time? Still don't like it?"
Joshua and Daniel stopped fighting after a few moves. After all, it is better to keep a low profile in a foreign country.
Freyr stroked Su Youran's hair with a hint of mockery on his face:
"When she found out where it came from, she didn't even touch it."
Owen laughed: "You know she doesn't drink Kopi Luwak, so why would you want to give her Black Ivory?"
Black Ivory Coffee, like Kopi Luwak or cat poop coffee, uses an unusual production process.
The coffee company feeds the elephants a kind of Arabica coffee beans, waits for the coffee beans to be digested and decomposed by the elephants, and then collects them from the feces. It is currently the most expensive coffee in the world, and once sold for as much as $1,500 per pound.
Daniel pulled a stool over and sat down, unable to hide his contempt: “So he is stupid!”
Zhao Tingyi looked at the four handsome men in front of him, each with his own unique style, and then looked at Su Youran who was surrounded by the handsome men. The feeling of being torn between the two worlds became stronger.
He seemed to have lost his ability to fit into her social circle. He only half understood what they were saying because he had never paid attention to that aspect.
For Zhao Tingyi, it is enough to have enough food, clothing, housing and transportation. Eating is just to fill the stomach. Clothes are comfortable, not brand names.
Although he also buys brand-name clothes, and when he goes out to socialize he usually shows respect for the clothes first and then for the person, so he has to be more particular, but in private he still does whatever makes him comfortable.
The house he lived in was not a luxury one. Why would he need such a big house if he lived alone? Besides, he was in this field and had a lot of real estate, so it didn't matter.
The place she usually lives in is a two-bedroom, one-living room house she bought after making her first fortune. One of the bedrooms is completely decorated as a pink princess room.
What was he thinking at that time?
He thought that when Ranran came back, she would also have a room of her own.
Looking back now, Zhao Tingyi herself finds it ridiculous. Maybe her cloakroom is bigger than that house.
Zhao Tingyi's eyelids drooped, hiding the melancholy in his eyes. It turned out that without realizing it, they had already grown so far apart.
It's not just the gap in status, but also in values and living habits...
"Oh, you make it sound like I'm difficult to raise!"
Su Youran propped her chin up with both hands, her eyes and eyebrows full of reproach, “I’m the kind of person who can handle it if I have it, and won’t force it if I don’t have it, but why do you guys say I’m so hard to please?”
She pouted at the blueberry juice on the table and said, "I don't drink coffee every day. If I don't like it, I won't drink it. There are so many delicious coffees. I won't get hung up on just one."
Owen pinched her pouting lips affectionately, his eyes full of doting:
"Well, we were wrong. You are the easiest to raise...little princess!"
"What about the others?"
"Lancelot and Darrick were drafted by Lilith to accompany her shopping, and Patrick went to investigate Ali, whom you mentioned."
Freyr looked at her and said, "The two biggest investment plans you have currently made are in e-commerce. Adding the previous Amazon, it seems that you are very optimistic about this industry?"
“Hmm.” Su Youran lowered her head and took a sip of the juice. The sour and sweet taste made her face relax. “Perhaps the development speed of this industry will exceed your imagination.”
Freyr raised his eyebrows and said nothing more. Even Albert praised Michaela's investment vision. He believed in her judgment.
Just like Facebook in his hand, who would have thought that something that was tinkered with by a few college students would develop to the current level? And the current upward trend is still rapid, and the potential is far from limited to this.
"Then I'll vote too?"
Su Youran shrugged. If you want to invest, then invest. Bitcoin should appear this year or next year...
"Brother Tingyi, you can also make some other investments. Real estate alone is too simple."
The people here talked about investment as casually as if they were eating or drinking. Others could not hear what they were saying, but the atmosphere seemed quite harmonious. Some people wanted to get close to them, but they backed off under the watchful eyes of the bodyguards around them.
Xu Jiana's heart was filled with emotion. Those men were the ones who appeared in the news, right? They were all so handsome...
They are all tall and have long legs, and I heard that they are all wealthy and have a great background. It is true that having a good father is good, and the people you meet are of different levels.
Xu Wen hardly ate any of the meal. He was on high alert the entire time, keeping an eye on his troublesome cousin, fearing that she might suddenly cause trouble.
Xu Jiana didn’t find a chance to step forward until Su Youran and the others stood up and left. She was so angry that she pushed Xu Wen hard, who was in the way.
"What my parents said is right. You just can't stand seeing my family doing better than they are. Ugh, you ungrateful bastard!"
Xu Wen was caught off guard and was pushed against the table behind him. He held his waist with a livid face.
Ungrateful? Did I eat your food or use your money? Or did I receive any favor from you? How dare you call me an ungrateful person?!
"Don't think I don't know how your father got his current job. He uses my and Brother Zhao's names outside, but calls me an ungrateful person at home?"
Xu Wen sneered: "Okay, then I'll show you how ungrateful I am. I wonder if you can still spend thousands of dollars a month when your dad loses his job!"
After saying that, he no longer looked at Xu Jiana, who had a stiff expression, threw down her phone, and walked out.
Some weird people just can't be tolerated. You think you are ignoring them, and they think you can't do anything to them, so they will only get worse. To deal with such people, you have to slap them in the face and let them know that you are not easy to mess with!
"What's so great about that... isn't it just some threats? Do you think I was brought up by being scared..."
Xu Jiana stamped her feet in anger, turned on her phone and looked through the photo album. Fortunately, she had secretly taken photos before coming here. Humph, she was not allowed to post them, but she insisted on posting them. What did she say about taking legal responsibility? Who would believe that? How could she take legal responsibility for posting a photo?
Unfortunately, when she opened the album, she found it was empty, including her previous selfies and landscape photos, not a single one was gone!
What's going on?!
"I deleted all the photos and checked the others, nothing is wrong."
Xu Wen stood beside Zhao Tingyi's car, bent over, looking embarrassed: "I'm sorry, Brother Zhao, I've caused you trouble."
"fine."
Zhao Tingyi rubbed his forehead. Those men were not easy to deal with. If he was not careful, he would fall into their language trap. The result of his highly tense nerves was that his head hurt a bit.
"I will go to J City in two days and will be back in about a week. You can take care of the rest."
He put down his hand, his dark eyes were as deep as the abyss: "I don't want any news that is unfavorable to her to be spread out."
"yes."
In the luxurious hotel suite, Su Youran took off her shoes and walked barefoot on the soft shag carpet. Without even turning her head, she ordered:
"Let her account be abnormal for a few days so that she won't be noticed."
Madge nodded calmly: "Okay, I'll say hello over there in a minute."
Su Youran threw herself onto the sofa and sighed in relief:
"Do you feel like being around me is a waste of your talent?"
"Never." Madge answered without hesitation: "It's my honor to be your life assistant."
The money she earned from following her in the past few years alone is enough for her to live a life of luxury.
Su Youran chuckled, “After this trip, you don’t need to be a life assistant anymore.”
When Madge was about to say something anxiously, she waved her hand again: "From now on, you will be responsible for my investments."
She lay on the armrest of the sofa, looking lazy: "Of course, before that, you need to choose a new assistant. It's not easy to be my assistant."
August 8th is a big day for China to celebrate. The world's most influential sporting event will be held on this day, and it also indicates that China's rallying cry to the world has been sounded.
There was still some time before the opening ceremony, but the Bird's Nest was already packed with people. At a glance, it looked pitch black.
"How many people are there?" Kang Xusen sat down. There was an empty seat next to him, but he insisted on sitting next to Yan Zhen and squeezing together with him.
Yan Zhen glared at him unhappily: "The weather is so hot, can you let me relax for a while?"
J City in August was already like a furnace, not to mention this stadium that could accommodate more than 90,000 people. Even if you didn't move, you would sweat profusely.
Because of his outstanding performance in disaster relief, Yan Zhen got a short vacation. He deliberately chose this special time to take a vacation just to see the grand event, but his friends found out and insisted on coming along.
He brought the small fan closer and turned to look at the other silent person: "Didn't you say you couldn't come?"
It's easy to get irritated when there are too many people, so why bother joining in the fun?
Shen Bingyu held an ice cube in his mouth and said nothing. Kang Xusen gave a wicked smile:
"He just heard that his little goddess would come, so he rushed over."
"Little goddess?" Yan Zhen paused: "Michaela?"
"Besides her, who else can be regarded as a goddess by our musical genius?"
Kang Xusen didn't feel hot at all, and hugged Yan Zhen's neck: "Didn't she go to Sichuan Province during that time? How was she? Have you seen her? Is she really more beautiful than on TV?"
Yan Zhen looked down at the fan in his hand, with an inexplicable emotion in his eyes: "I was busy with the mission and didn't pay attention."
"Tell me, do you have anything else in mind besides the mission? You didn't even seize such a great opportunity..."
Kang Xusen's voice gradually lowered: "Fuck, it's coming!"
A burst of cheerful music sounded, and the noisy stadium gradually quieted down. The leaders walked onto the podium one after another.
Following them came a group of distinguished guests from all over the world, different countries and different skin colors.
Su Youran held Albert's arm and walked closer to the front. Lilith exclaimed, "Wow, there are so many people."
Freyr, Owen, Patrick, Joshua, Daniel, Lancelot, and Darrick walked behind her, also looking at the magnificent venue curiously.
The live camera swept across the leaders and important heads of state one by one, and finally stayed on Su Youran for several seconds.
Su Youran turned her head and saw her own figure appear on the large screens on both sides. She was stunned at first, then she smiled and waved.
The dark and bright eyes are slightly curved, as if starlight is shining on the world. The rose-like lips are slightly raised, as if the breeze is blowing on the face, refreshing the heart.
At this moment, everything seemed to be silent, and everyone could only see her.
The cheers from the audience were so loud that the roof was about to fall off. The people on the rostrum also looked over with smiles on their faces.
There was a person who was favored by God alone. God gave her all the good things in the world, but she was still not satisfied.
So God asked, "What do you want?"
She thought about it and smiled: "I want to be you."
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