During the next ten-odd minutes, they chatted about trivial family matters.

Most of it involved Aunt Hua gossiping about her daughter-in-law behind her back.

Su Yehao wasn't interested at first.

But when Aunt Hua mentioned that her daughter-in-law not only opened a Pilates studio and worked as an instructor, but also dressed gaudily and attracted attention, not seeming like a stable and virtuous woman, and hadn't even given birth to a child, something caught Su Yehao's attention.

For some reason.

These words kept drawing his attention.

The so-called "Baihu Kufu" (white tiger dooms her husband) belief, to Su Yehao, was nothing but superstition.

People in Hong Kong still deeply believed in the old ways.

The situation was even more serious than in Macao, especially among many wealthy families, who paid particular attention to feng shui and fortune-telling. It seemed Aunt Hua was blaming her daughter-in-law for the accidental death of her younger son.

Just like some people grow beards and some don't, some have a lot and some have a little, there are always strange differences to be found among the world's population.

Aunt Hua was terrified of the so-called Baihu (white tiger) destiny, but Su Yehao didn't care at all.

Never mind if it was just superstition, what if it were true? He had always liked the story of "Three Bowls and You Can't Pass the Ridge" since he was a child.

As for her younger son, he had a car accident a few days after getting married, crashing into a roadside utility pole and dying on the spot.

It could only mean he was driving too fast or couldn't brake while drunk.

Additionally.

Analyzing from her words, Aunt Hua's younger son had probably just returned to Hong Kong from England and borrowed a friend's new car.

There might have been factors like unfamiliarity with the roads and the vehicle, or perhaps he was distracted by being newly married, leading to the accident as a result of a combination of coincidences.

In recent days.

Su Yehao had also been driving and often felt unwell, giving him a deep understanding of the situation...

Around ten-thirty, someone from the insurance company arrived.

The staff had prepared the documents and contracts in advance. Su Yehao signed them, filled in his bank card number, and handed the card over for photocopying.

All that was left was to wait for the money, which would arrive in about three days.

A total of 8.91 million, plus the 90,000 cash in his drawer, would make exactly nine million.

The long string of numbers on the contract made Su Yehao dizzy.

This insurance policy had been bought when he was a child, and from the age of twenty, he would receive one million Hong Kong dollars every year for thirty years.

Only now did he fully realize.

The main reason he had been so miserable before was that he didn't have parents looking after him.

Look at He Shaofan, who received tens of thousands of US dollars in family trust dividends every month, without having to do anything, earning more than many high-level executives.

And compared to the family's assets, this was just daily pocket money, a drop in the bucket.

Around eleven o'clock.

Aunt Hua called to arrange a private room at the restaurant, stood up with her Hermès handbag, and asked:

"What's the average price for an apartment with good feng shui now? It won't be easy to get my daughter-in-law to let go and move out obediently. I guess I'll have to spend some money this time. Since I'm buying a house anyway, I might as well keep it in the family."

"About fifteen thousand dollars a square foot. My son's father has already sold several properties in Hong Kong. Didn't you see the news today? They were bought by the Golden Fatso from Macao. His two listed companies have seen their stock prices soar yesterday, and they'll probably continue to rise on Monday."

As Tang's mother casually said this, Su Yehao was amazed by the price and instantly realized something.

He thought to himself that it was no wonder the business was going so smoothly and the signing was so quick. It seemed that Huang Zewen's father had a backup plan and was actually aiming for the stock price.

The Huang family took out a sum of money themselves, squeezing profits from the properties by undercutting prices.

Huang Zewen's family's listed company would also invest a portion and hold shares, and the stock price would rise sharply due to the positive impact of this transaction.

It was like killing two birds with one stone, making a profit on both ends.

Businessmen's minds were indeed sharp.

After marveling for a while.

Seeing Aunt Hua taking the initiative to mention buying a house, Su Yehao seized the opportunity to chime in, saying, "My dad left me two penthouse apartments, both duplexes with rooftop gardens. I only need one, and I can sell the other one."

"Well, the house prices are really expensive lately, but it doesn't matter. Let's go take a look after we eat. Let that woman make up her own mind. As long as she's willing to move out and stop irritating me, it's fine. What if I buy it and she doesn't want it? Wouldn't that be wasting my effort."

Aunt Hua took out her phone, preparing to make a call and ask.

Probably not wanting to see her daughter-in-law, she simply put her phone back in her bag and continued, "Never mind, let's eat first, and then call her after..."

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They took separate cars and arranged to meet at the restaurant.

Seeing her friend's car drive away, Tang's mother scolded:

"Son, don't you go learning from her younger son, bringing a woman back home without a word."

"Actually, your Aunt Hua is quite pitiful. The older generation didn't know any better, and her family arranged for her to marry a distant cousin early on. Although the assets were all preserved, unfortunately, her elder son isn't very bright, and her younger son has been weak since childhood, unable to do well in school or sports. He was completely infatuated with a fox spirit and died young."

"In the future, I'll definitely keep a close eye on things for you. When it comes to women, you can't just look at their appearance, inner qualities are important..."

She rambled on for several minutes.

Su Yehao really wanted to say that he also hoped to be infatuated with a fox spirit, but unfortunately, Nangong Tian wasn't quite there yet, and Yin Liuli was lacking too.

But only a fool would say such a thing.

No matter what he thought in his heart, he just nodded in agreement.

Tang's mother continued to ask, "Your dad told me that you're planning to try your hand at business?"

Hearing this.

Su Yehao let out a silent sigh.

He thought that his old man was still up to no good, reporting so frequently, probably still hoping for a reconciliation.

Seeing through it but not saying it, he replied, "Yes, opening a Western restaurant and a café. I'm not expecting to make much money, just trying it out. I don't want to buy a private equity trust fund with today's eight million, how about I use it to invest in stocks, American stocks? I've been eyeing a stock for a while, the Internet is an emerging market, it should have a lot of potential."

"... Alright, I'll keep an eye on the account. Buying stocks is no problem, but don't think about using it to spend recklessly. It's easy to go bad when you have money."

Tang's mother had much higher expectations for her son than his old man did.

A few million Hong Kong dollars was nothing, she thought it would be good for him to practice, and if he lost it, it would be a lesson.

In families like theirs, cultivating their children's business and financial awareness was sometimes far more important than money itself.

As expected of a daughter from a wealthy family, her thinking was enlightened and generous.

The car had only driven a short distance when Tang's mother added, "You can have these few million to arrange as you see fit. If Aunt Hua really takes a fancy to that extra apartment, the money from selling it will still have to be used to buy a fund. The interest rate is relatively high, I think it's a good deal, so you don't lose all the money and your dad gets a chance to scold me for being a spendthrift."

"Would he dare to scold you? I'll help you beat him up."

Hearing this, his mother smiled and hugged Su Yehao: "That's right, you're such a good son."

"..."

Su Yehao just wanted to sell the house as soon as possible and readily agreed.

Anyway, Aunt Hua was planning to buy a house for her daughter-in-law and was very generous, so it didn't matter if he took the opportunity to get rid of this hot potato.

The private equity fund promised a fixed interest rate of 12% per year. Depositing ten million would yield an annual interest of one million two hundred thousand, which was really not bad.

He was too young and didn't have a say in front of his parents, so it wasn't too late to bring up any ideas later. He began to consider which company to invest in.

He didn't understand the market at all and was considering asking someone to clarify before deciding...

They had Hong Kong cuisine for lunch.

Five dishes and a soup: honey-glazed barbecued pork, steamed spareribs in black bean sauce, coffee chicken, corn and grouper, and sesame-dressed cuttlefish, all of which were the restaurant's specialties. The soup was Chinese borscht.

There wasn't enough time, otherwise the restaurant also had Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, a dish that needed to be stewed for at least four hours. Su Yehao wasn't lucky enough to have it today.

When they arrived on the mountain south of Central, standing outside the residential complex.

Aunt Hua's younger daughter-in-law had also arrived.

This young woman drove a convertible Ferrari, with slightly curled long hair, a small face, and a slender waist, wearing white skinny pants and a pink halter top.

She was 1.74 meters tall, with legs that were over a meter long, even more exaggerated than the golden ratio.

Her figure surpassed the "Leg Goddess" Miss he had seen a few days ago. She looked only twenty-two or twenty-three years old, with exquisite makeup.

Su Yehao surveyed her without batting an eye and praised her inwardly, "What a fierce Velociraptor girl-next-door face."

Indeed.

She had the feeling of watching a beautiful mistress make an appearance.

Aunt Hua's daughter-in-law's appearance had nothing to do with pure and sweet.

She was both beautiful and arrogant, with a proud figure, and carried herself with inherent charm, no wonder Aunt Hua didn't like her.

At the entrance of the residential complex, next to a truck.

One of the workers dropped the cigarette from his mouth when he saw her, staring blankly.

Su Yehao wasn't much better, and couldn't help but swallow...