Chapter 59: Rants

Shen Mo smiled faintly.

"No problem, one whole day is one whole day, it's not a big deal."

After two hours of debauched fun, Liu Yue began to beg for mercy.

She had never expected Shen Mo to be so fierce today.

Like he'd taken some kind of stimulant.

Exhausted Liu Yue used opening presents as an excuse to call for halftime.

A full twenty-nine gifts, enough to make Liu Yue's hands ache from unwrapping.

From plush toys to Barbie dolls.

From Transformers to pink car models.

Everything you could think of.

Liu Yue laughed once she'd finished unwrapping them all.

You could tell, it was very thoughtfully put together.

Seeing Liu Yue laugh, Shen Mo laughed too.

【Hehe, I just knew these gifts would hit the mark.】

【As the saying goes, if she's already seen the grandest of the world, take her for a ride on the merry-go-round.

If she hasn't yet seen the world, take her to see every bit of its splendor.】

【I just knew that wifey, having seen the grandest of the world, needed these simple little things.】

Listening to Shen Mo's inner thoughts, a faint sweetness welled up in Liu Yue's heart.

You could tell, Shen Mo had truly given it his all.

Limited-edition bags, luxury cars, top-tier diamond rings, dresses worth tens of thousands a piece, even a private jet—Liu Yue could buy all of these herself, and without the slightest hesitation, completely unbothered by what others thought.

But what Liu Yue lacked was a sincere heart, a sincere heart for her.

That was also why she had chosen Shen Mo.

Otherwise, Liu Yue could have simply divorced Shen Mo afterward and married someone of equal social standing.

The other party would surely have given her priceless treasures.

Liu Yue was overjoyed, and threw herself straight onto Shen Mo.

This was the happiest birthday she had ever had.

Someone who carefully prepared gifts, someone willing to throw himself in along with them—truly wonderful.

The consequence of all that happiness was that Liu Yue couldn't get out of bed the next day; it was Shen Mo who went down to the hotel restaurant and brought the food back up.

Shen Mo really did throw himself in for Liu Yue for an entire day.

It wasn't until evening that the two of them finally walked out of the hotel.

The reason they stepped out was that Zhao Yanyan and Zhou Yue also wanted to throw Liu Yue a birthday.

At a private restaurant Zhao Yanyan had invested in, the four of them shared a meal together, chatted about daily life, and griped about the bad economic environment and the growing pressure of competition.

Zhao Yanyan complained that Shen Jiajia was so busy she couldn't pull herself away.

This left Shen Mo very puzzled.

【I remember Shen Jiajia wasn't all that busy.】

【Could something have happened to the Shen Family?】

Liu Yue shook her head and said softly, "Jiajia isn't really busy, she just doesn't want to join any of those little cliques."

Shen Mo was stunned, while Zhao Yanyan gave a disdainful snort.

Zhou Yue glanced at Shen Mo and said with a smile, "Shen Jiajia looks open and easygoing, likes chatting with people, but in reality she's a loner through and through."

Shen Mo just smiled—after all, she was his sister, what could he say.

Liu Yue changed the subject.

On her actual birthday, Liu Yue held her birthday banquet at Nightfall, the most luxurious bar in Jinghai.

In the private room, a quarter of the well-known second-generation socialites from the circle showed up, men and women alike, all offering Liu Yue their blessings.

Shen Mo stood by Liu Yue's side with a smile.

After the last incident of Liu Yue brutally beating up Shen Jiafeng, no one foolish enough came over to cause trouble.

At this birthday banquet, Shen Mo saw the cruelty of the wealthy.

A young lady who had been politely chatting with Shen Mo tossed down a stack of cash and ordered a male host she didn't like to drink twenty-four bottles straight, until he was finally carried out by others.

A perfectly polite male CEO ordered a female host to sing thirty songs in a row.

Asked the reason, the two had once dated.

Acting wild and reckless, throwing money around at will—those PR girls hosting drinks could only endure it alone. This made Shen Mo very uncomfortable.

In the end, he chose to get up and leave.

In the restroom, Shen Mo ran into Shen Jiayun, who was attending another gathering.

Shen Jiayun glanced at Shen Mo and chuckled, "Scared off by how inhuman that circle is?"

"Yeah." There was no one around, so Shen Mo didn't hide it.

"Were you like that before too?"

Shen Mo was curious.

Shen Jiayun shook her head and said softly, "I could never be like them, throwing out over a hundred thousand to make someone drink until their stomach bleeds."

"At most I'd just have a few drinks."

After living on her own, Shen Jiayun grew increasingly disgusted with the second-generation circle.

These people really are noble in public, unhinged in private.

Shen Jiayun was grateful that back then she only earned two hundred thousand a month, so she couldn't throw money at people.

"I heard you run your own account really well — one sponsored post for seven or eight hundred thousand." Shen Mo changed the subject.

Shen Jiayun nodded: "Mm, after I got famous, Liu Qingqing picked a restaurant-review route for me."

"Probably because I'd eaten plenty of good stuff before, and my name carried weight too, so it went pretty smoothly."

"Now I take on some ads and make two or three million a month."

Shen Jiayun was truly moved — she hadn't expected that one day she'd get back on her own feet and taste success again.

Shen Mo smiled. This was the gap between the wealthy elite and ordinary people.

The intangible resources were worlds apart.

No matter how useless Shen Jiayun was, she still carried resources others couldn't compare to.

The vision that came with a wealthy background, the status that came with it, the natural air of authority.

Like the other day when Shen Jiayun guested on an antique-appraisal streamer's livestream, a woman pulled out a diamond called the Desert Star and asked Shen Jiayun if it was real.

Shen Jiayun said it was fake — the reason was simple: the real one was at home, collected by her mother.

The other party didn't believe her, so Shen Jiayun swore: "My mom's one is definitely real. She spent three hundred million on it — it's one of the few collectibles she owns."

She couldn't appraise treasures, but she had an amazing set of parents and a powerful identity.

She trended overnight.

That was the intangible asset Shen Jiayun carried with her.

Something an ordinary person couldn't match in a lifetime.

Truly lost at the starting line.

After chatting a while, Shen Mo saw Liu Qingqing coming out to find Shen Jiayun, and only then learned that the other gathering was a team-building event Liu Qingqing was hosting.

Shen Mo was curious why Liu Qingqing didn't go offer Liu Yue her well-wishes.

Liu Qingqing rolled her eyes and said, exasperated: "Me, an illegitimate daughter, going to bounce around in front of the legitimate one — what, am I not annoying enough already?"

In Liu Qingqing's view, Liu Yue had already been more than decent by having Liu Xinhua give her a company and money; if she went prancing around too, wouldn't that just be asking for death?

Shen Mo felt awkward.

Turns out everyone here was clear-headed.

After resting a while longer, Shen Mo went back to the private room.

The moment he walked in, he saw the drinking games still going on.

Liu Yue caught sight of Shen Mo, shook her head, and signaled him to bear with it a bit longer.

The games didn't wrap up until the small hours.

Shen Mo summed it up: the only contribution this whole group of second-generation rich made was sending a batch of big orders to the designated drivers.

When he got home, there was warm hangover soup in the pot. Shen Mo quickly ladled out a bowl for Liu Yue.

Liu Yue sighed: "Sorry about today, hubby."

Shen Mo shook his head: "It's nothing."

【I'm your husband, living off you — what right do I have to be picky?】

【Besides, if I don't stick by you, what if you run into some trouble?】

Liu Yue was very happy.

(End of chapter)