Chapter 152: Struck It Rich, Struck It Rich

Ye Luoke did not answer immediately. She paused for a moment to calculate roughly when she might have the disposable income to afford such a car, and then said, "During the Chinese New Year this year, I'll give it to you as a New Year's gift."

Since it was the New Year, she naturally had to show her filial piety to her venerable ancestor.

In the past, the New Year was also the time when the Ye clan showed the utmost filial piety to their venerable ancestor, burning vast amounts of paper money for her. Of course, she was no exception.

"YES!" Upon learning it would be this Chinese New Year, Ye Wuqi immediately clenched his fist, wildly excited. Then, pacing back and forth, his excitement grew even more uncontrollable: "Damn it, I'm getting rich, I'm getting rich, I'm going to be rich!"

Yan Baba and the others were so consumed by jealousy that they were practically falling apart at the seams.

"No way, what if you go back on your word? I want the same thing—draw up a paper, press a thumbprint, and sign it!" Ye Wuqi clamored.

Ye Luoke nodded, quite pleased that her venerable ancestor possessed such foresight. "Let's all go to my room. I'll write it down for you first, and then I'll show you around the place."

"Awesome!" Ye Wuqi immediately soared with happiness.

Amidst Yan Baba and the others' looks of envy and jealousy, there was also a hint of lingering grievance...

Ignoring them completely, Ye Luoke simply led her venerable ancestor to her room to draw up the written agreement.

Truly, comparison can kill a person! Yan Baba and the others had no choice but to follow along.

As soon as they entered the villa's spacious foyer, even before heading upstairs, they saw Gong Lü lounging lazily and comfortably against the sofa. One of his arms rested casually on the back of the couch, while his hand held a cup of coffee, which he sipped leisurely. His gaze was fixed on the television, which was broadcasting financial news on the business channel.

The moment he spotted Gong Lü, Ye Wuqi darted over, draping himself over the back of the sofa, and said to the lounging Gong Lü with extreme excitement: "President Gong, did you hear what we were saying outside? I'm going to be rich! Sister Luo said she's going to buy me a Bugatti Veyron as a New Year's gift this Chinese New Year!"

Gong Lü merely glanced at him sideways and said nothing.

Ye Wuqi had wanted to say a bit more, but seeing that Ye Luoke was already heading upstairs, he quickly gave chase, paying Gong Lü no further mind.

Until all sound upstairs completely vanished—presumably because Yan Baba and the others had entered Ye Luoke's room and casually pulled the door shut behind them—did Gong Lü let out a low chuckle. "Getting rich?"

Song Linfeng smiled as well, lowering his voice: "If that second fool knew that the bank where he stores his money belongs to you, he'd definitely never be able to utter those two words."

Gong Lü let out another low chuckle.

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Upstairs.

In Ye Luoke's room.

Actually, the moment Qin Zhaowen followed her in, he had conveniently shut the bedroom door.

Because the room was so soundproof, Ye Luoke could not hear any commotion from outside, and naturally knew nothing of that brief, highly meaningful exchange between Gong Lü and Song Linfeng downstairs.

Stepping into her room, Ye Luoke walked straight to her desk to draw up the agreement promising to buy Ye Wuqi a car during the upcoming New Year.

As soon as the document was written, she signed her name to it. Immediately afterward, she pulled open a drawer, took out a red ink paste pad, dipped her thumb into it, and pressed a large thumbprint onto the paper.

No sooner had the thumbprint been pressed than Ye Wuqi snatched the paper away. Staring down at it, he clicked his tongue and said, "Sister Luo, you are truly good to me. But alas, there's nothing I can do; I just can't accept you in this lifetime, I can only wait for the next."

Ye Luoke: "..."

"Brother Qi, are you a heartless scumbag or what?!" Yan Baba could not help cursing.

Having cursed Ye Wuqi, Yan Baba instinctively wanted to curse Ye Luoke next: "Sister Luo, your taste in men is truly—"

However, the moment he started swearing, he caught sight of Ye Luoke's calm gaze sweeping toward him. There was not a hint of chill in it, yet it was terrifying enough to instantly freeze him into silence, making him not dare to utter another word of abuse.