Trillionaire's Slice of Life

Chapter 403: Chapter 300: The girl who is worried sick (3000 words begging for subscription)

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Emperor’s Mansion Villa Number One’s grand hall!

Although the weather at the beginning of November was somewhat chilly, it hadn’t reached the point where it was necessary to turn on the air conditioning.

Head maid He Qing was attending with five duty maids around, yet their gazes kept drifting toward the slender figure beside Chu Mo, who was holding a small black cat in her arms.

Her hair, long like a waterfall, was casually tied up high on the back of her head. Her skin was smooth and luminous as warm jade, her lips, a cherry red, naturally luscious and delicate.

Strands of hair softly caressed her face in the breeze, adding a seductive charm, while her pearl earrings swayed, and the gemstones on her nails were dazzlingly enchanting.

Dressed casually at home, Yang Duoer finally removed the veil on her face. Her stunning beauty, even surpassing Ding Qian by a fraction, was absolutely captivating to both men and women.

Not only was the middle-aged butler full of amazement, but even the quite attractive maids in the hall had flushed faces and their beautiful eyes occasionally glanced at Yang Duoer.

Chu Mo in the hall was holding a book (“Lan Ting Ji Xu”), which was one of the three books he had picked up from a bookstore recently. But, obviously, he was somewhat unable to concentrate, as he occasionally cast glances at the woman beside him from the corner of his eye, beneath his gold-rimmed glasses.

This was Yang Duoer’s second day staying at Emperor’s Mansion Villa. Last night, he, Zhou Weimin, and Ma Yu had met. After taking over Tengwang Pavilion Grand Hotel and Sunshine Residence, Su Zhengxiong’s issues were halfway solved.

Having heard that the Su family was considering selling the Fengming Building, this 109 billion-worth skyscraper was the last of the Su family’s properties in Modu. Once he’d disposed of this property, Su Zhengxiong might leave Modu and retire from Hua Country.

Over the years, Su Zhengxiong had offended too many people. Previously, with his substantial power and assets of nearly 600 billion, ranking just behind the Fan family as the sixth largest in Modu, naturally, nobody dared to move against him.

However, now that he had lost Tengwang Pavilion Grand Hotel and Sunshine Residence to Chu Mo, his assets had diminished substantially, and he was no longer as influential as he once was. Naturally, at this moment, those previous enemies began to stir.

Modu’s Su Yanwang had his fangs pulled out by Chu Mo and had become a lost dog; he could only deal with his properties as soon as possible and then retire immediately, otherwise, even if Chu Mo didn’t make a move, his enemies would come knocking.

“Mr. Chu, do you plan to secretly acquire Fengming Building? Su Zhengxiong is now like a rat crossing the street, everyone’s shouting to hit him; nobody in Modu really wants to take over Fengming Building. Even without your interference, it would be difficult for Su Zhengxiong to turn things around this time!

Could it be that Mr. Chu plans to take Su Zhengxiong under his wing?”

Yang Duoer, holding the small black cat on her lap, curled up on the sofa, her legs rivaling those of Zhou Yuanyuan’s in their golden beauty—smooth and long, as white as snow and jade!

Chu Mo, who had been stealing glances at those long legs, gently put down the “Lan Ting Ji Xu” that he couldn’t seem to get into. To be honest, he could now understand the thoughts of Li Hongda, the eldest son of the Li family from Jiangnan.

A month ago at Prince Gong’s Mansion in the Capital City, Li Hongda was utterly captivated by Yang Duoer in front of him. At that time, Chu Mo had advised Li Hongda to let go.

But now, as the young mistress of the Yang family removed her original disguise and sat so simply beside him, her faint body fragrance wafting over, Chu Mo felt he could understand Li Hongda’s mind at that time.

The first goddess of the Capital City, truly worthy of her reputation!

Chu Mo inhaled deeply as he picked up the red tea in front of him to taste. Compared with the bitter coffee or the costly top-grade tea, Chu Mo preferred this more approachable red tea, which suited his taste better.

After setting his teacup down, he said in an even tone,

“Su Zhengxiong is now a lost dog, and he had too many enemies in the past. But the hundreds of thugs he has under him are not just for show.

The night before last at Tengwang Pavilion, one of his men with a scarred face was willing to fight to the death for him. If these hundred or so lackeys were to truly go crazy, I fear it would throw the whole of Modu into chaos. I took Fengming Building to avoid such a conclusion.

Modu cannot be thrown into disorder. By taking Su Zhengxiong’s last property, he will have no more ties to Modu, allowing him to leave in peace.

Similarly, his numerous underlings will scatter, and Su Zhengxiong will retire from Modu. Whatever happens to him in the future is not my concern, but this matter is now closed with a full stop.

As for what you mentioned about secretly winning over Su Zhengxiong… That man was once the Yanwang of Modu. He will not be content with being a mere underling.”

After Chu Mo finished speaking, Yang Duoer, who was gently stroking the kitten beside her, prolonged her voice and said, “Hmm… but…”

She suddenly shifted her sitting position, looked directly at Chu Mo’s profile, and then earnestly said,

“But… although he once was Yanwang, now he’s more like a fat sheep on the run. According to my judgement, those wanting Su Zhengxiong dead won’t just be old enemies…

With Fengming Building worth 100 billion, and adding his savings over the years, Su Zhengxiong has at least 200 billion in huge funds. With so much money, there will undoubtedly be many who want to make a move in murky waters. At this time, if you can save his life, he should be grateful, right?”

Suddenly turning his head, Chu Mo adjusted the golden glasses on the bridge of his nose, a sharp look in his eyes as he said,

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“Are you from the Yang family of the capital planning to make a move? With your family’s power, saving his life would indeed be easy! Is this your decision or the decision of Yang Tianxia?”

With an enchanting face, Yang Duoer’s eyes twinkled with amusement as she suddenly tilted her head and said:

“As expected, Mr. Chu, you really do not intend to let him off! Mr. Chu, rest assured, the Yang family will not interfere in this matter.”

Chu Mo’s eyes narrowed slightly as he looked back at her and said:

“That is for the best!”

Yang Duoer, with eyes sparkling like jewels, gently curved her lips upward; like a blossoming flower, her smile instantly lit up the entire hall!

The peerless beauty, with a voice filled with sweet allure, softly said:

“Almost all of Su Zhengxiong’s businesses have been taken by you, Mr. Chu, and a deadly feud has already been formed between you two. Even if Su Zhengxiong is willing to step back, you couldn’t possibly feel safe with a king of hell lurking in the shadows, watching you at all times.

You don’t want Su Zhengxiong to meet with trouble in Modu—it seems you plan to make your move after he leaves, preferably letting one of his enemies do it.

But in this world, there are no walls that do not leak. Mr. Chu, it would be best if you do not get your hands dirty with this matter; otherwise, if others come to see you as the next king of hell in Modu, that would be unfortunate. I will take care of Su Zhengxiong for you.”

Chu Mo finished the red tea in front of him in one gulp.

He realized that he indeed needed someone by his side to take care of such matters.

Now, whether it be Zhan Bingxue, Qin Zixuan, or Yang Xuan, their roles as spokespersons for Chu Mo were well known in the upper circles of Modu. One could say that their every action represented Chu Mo’s stance. Just like handling Su Zhengxiong in secret, if any of them took action, any investigation afterward would still implicate Chu Mo.

However, the young miss of the Yang family sitting beside him was the most cherished youngest daughter of the Yang family’s head, Yang Tianxia. Whatever she did, everyone would associate it with the Yang family of the capital, and no one would think of Chu Mo!

More importantly, whether it’s Zhan Bingxue, Qin Zixuan, or even his private secretary Xia Xue, these women were relatively innocent. Asking them to handle some business competition is one thing, but to ask them to deal with dirty work in the shadows, Chu Mo doubted they were up to the task!

Yang Duoer was definitely not just a pretty face. She had wisdom and beauty, and with her identity as the favored daughter of the Yang family, she could utilize many resources. If used well, she could become his absolute right-hand, even more handy than Zhan Bingxue.

However, this woman was not easy to handle; her ambitions were not merely to be an agent of a hundred-billion fortune but to hold the assets of the eight major families of Hua Country, worth more than a trillion, in her hands!

Just thinking about the vast assets controlled by the eight major families and their incomparable and terrifying network of relationships, even someone like Chu Mo with unlimited funds felt dizzy.

At the Chang’an Club in the capital, Chu Mo had once outright rejected Yang Duoer’s ambitions. However, it was clear she hadn’t given up. Her taking the initiative this time to come to Modu and help Chu Mo with Su Zhengxiong’s matter indicated that her intentions were not so simple.

Chu Mo took off his glasses and rubbed his nose bridge with a headache.

At that moment, a fragrant breeze wafted by, and Yang Duoer, with bare feet, gently knelt beside Chu Mo. Extending her fair, snow-white hand, her voice like the call of an angel, she said:@@novelbin@@

“Mr. Chu, why trouble yourself with worry? Controlling the eight major families is something that, even if pursued, will only bear fruit after at least ten or even twenty years. By that time, Mr. Chu, you might have already trodden those so-called major families under your feet.

Such matters can’t be rushed.

Let’s talk about something more pleasant… For example, does Mr. Chu have a girl in mind, one whom you like but can’t seem to pursue? I’ll help you win her over as a gift for our meeting!”

Upon Yang Duoer’s words, there surfaced in Chu Mo’s mind the campus belle of the University of Science and Technology, Zhou Yuanyuan’s icy beauty that kept people at a great distance!

Zhou Yuanyuan was the first stunning beauty with a charm score over ninety-five points that Chu Mo had ever met.

Zhou Yuanyuan, a beauty with a score of ninety-seven points, was the dormitory friend of Chu Mo’s younger cousin, Chu Xiner. She had a pair of legs that closely matched the golden ratio. Chu Mo indeed had ideas about her once but felt that the cost and effort to pursue her were too great, so he never took the initiative.

Now that Yang Duoer suddenly brought it up, the image of that girl once again flitted through his mind!

Yang Duoer, who was gently massaging Chu Mo’s temples, smiled at the corners of her mouth. Noticing Chu Mo’s body stiffen for an instant, she guessed his thoughts.

Leaning slightly, almost laying half of her body next to Chu Mo’s ear, Yang Duoer whispered seductively:

“So what kind of girl is it that has Mr. Chu so preoccupied? I’m really interested to know!”

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