Chapter 93: Big Shot, Carry Me!

Over in the Dayin Dynasty, Yi Jiang returned to the City Lord's Manor in a foul mood.

So angry he couldn't eat dinner, and the page boys and maids serving him were extra careful, afraid of rubbing him the wrong way.

Meanwhile, on the other side, accompanied by Daddy, Yu'an had a super happy birthday.

Before leaving, he sat cross-legged on the sofa, looking through the photos Fairy Sister had taken for them, one by one.

"In this one Daddy's smile looks stiff."

"Mm, in this one Yu'an's eyes got dazzled by the sun, squinting doesn't look good."

"Haha, in this one Yu'an got cream on his nose, hehe, even his nose is craving cake!"

"This one's good, I'll take it back to show Great-Grandmother!"

"And this one too!"

……

The tiny little one sorted through the photos, separating the well-taken ones from the not-so-good ones.

And with great solemnity, he critiqued them himself with full flair.

One second he was overjoyed, wagging his head, little mouth stretched wide, kicking his feet in delight.

The next second his little lips were pouting, his fair little face scrunching into bun folds.

Watching these vivid little expressions, An Luo's lips never came down.

Suddenly, a cup of water appeared in front of her.

Cheng Sitao sat down across from her and thanked her softly.

"During this time, thank you, Miss An, for taking care of the Cheng Family."

"No need to be so polite, it's Zait…"

"Ahem! Yu'an is very cute, and being able to help the Cheng Family makes me happy too."

After saying that, An Luo lowered her head and took a tactical sip of water.

That was close—she almost let it slip.

Calling someone else's son "Zaituan" right in front of his father—whoever it was, they'd have some objections, right?

The silence made An Luo a little uncomfortable.

"Mr. Cheng, do you have any plans for the future?"

Cheng Sitao looked at the little fellow on the sofa, happily holding the photos.

"I'm wondering—if Miss An has a way to bring Yu'an here, is there also a way to send me to Da Yin?"

"Huh?!"

"But you're in someone else's body right now."

What about Cheng Sitao's family?

An Luo glanced around at this legendary hundred-square-meter luxury CEO office she'd only seen in domineering-ceo novels.

"And this fortune worth hundreds of millions—you don't want it?"

Cheng Sitao lowered his eyes.

"These have nothing to do with me in the first place."

"Besides, I asked the doctor who looked after Cheng Sitao while he was in a coma a few days ago."

"The doctor said that before I woke up, the heart monitor showed a flat line for one minute—and that was after he entered the room."

He looked up at An Luo.

"Before that, it might have been even longer."

"In other words, before I entered this body, Cheng Sitao was already dead."

"Call me selfish, but I still want to stay by my wife and children and family."

An Luo sighed.

She took out her phone and opened the Live Stream Room.

It displayed:

The Zhu Bo you follow is about to start streaming, countdown nineteen minutes fifty-five seconds……

She tapped the Time-Space Gate on Zaituan's backend homepage.

"This is it, the Time-Space Gate, with a Modern Era '現' character on it."

"So I'm guessing, when the system upgrades to a certain level, will a gate with an '古' character appear that can travel to the ancient times?"

Hearing this, Cheng Sitao also took a look, but apart from a black screen, he couldn't see anything.

But that didn't dampen his excitement.

"How do I upgrade it?"

"Spending money—krypton gold—and completing tasks."

Cheng Sitao took out a card from his wallet.

"Miss An has already done so much for the Cheng Family, there's no reason to keep letting Miss An spend her own money."

"Uh."

An Luo held the bank card and felt it was a little hot to handle.

"Actually you don't have to do this, you should know by now too, Cheng Old Madam gave me a lot of gold and silver jewelry, I exchanged it for quite a bit of money, you really don't have to…"

Sensing her hesitation, Cheng Sitao explained.

"Miss An, rest assured, what's in here is money I earned myself these past few months."

An Luo was stunned.

He's only been in the Modern Era less than half a year!

"You earned it yourself? How, how much?"

Cheng Sitao gave a faint smile.

"Not much, just a few million at the moment. But once I sell this stock next month, it should multiply several times over."

"Of course, that's after the principal has already been returned to the Cheng Family."

An Luo: "……"

She swallowed hard.

She gazed at the man before her with admiration.

Sure enough, outstanding people shine no matter where they are?

Her eyes burned bright, and she let out a heartfelt cry.

"Big shot, please take me with you!"

Cheng Sitao: "……"

Is playing the stock market really that hard?

"Sure, I'll recommend a few stocks for you later."

"Mm-hmm!"

An Luo nodded rapidly.

Cheng Sitao sat down on the sofa, watching the little one put the photos away, mumbling about taking them back to show Great-Grandmother and Mother.

His eyes flickered, his face showing a hint of conflict.

A few minutes later, he made up his mind and said softly to the little one.

"Yu'an, don't tell your Great-Grandmother and the others about finding Daddy just yet."

"Why?"

Yu'an tilted his little head to look at him, his big eyes blinking, full of puzzlement and confusion.

"Everyone misses Daddy so much. If they knew Yu'an found Daddy, they'd be so happy."

Watching his son's innocent look, a bitter feeling welled up in Cheng Sitao's heart.

If he couldn't go to Da Yin, why give them hope in the first place?

He smoothed down a few stray tufts of hair sticking up on the little one's forehead and said softly.

"Daddy wants to give everyone a surprise himself. Can Yu'an keep it a secret for now?"

Yu'an pursed his little lips and thought for a moment.

"Okay, then I'll wait for Daddy to tell them himself."

Cheng Sitao took a notebook from the drawer, thought for a moment, then picked up a pen and wrote a few lines.

"Secretly give this to your Little Uncle. Don't let anyone else see."

And so, clutching the little notebook Daddy had given him, Yu'an reluctantly returned to Da Yin.

……

"Yu'an ate a sweet, soft birthday cake!"

"It was so delicious!"

"Oh right, Fairy Sister also brought two back for Yu'an."

Gesturing animatedly, vividly recounting the wonderful day, Yu'an pointed his little hand at the table.

Two eight-inch, double-layer birthday cakes instantly appeared on the table.

The Cheng Family shared the cake, listening to the little one continue telling the fun stories of the day.

Only Cheng Chengxuan seemed a little distracted, half-heartedly scooping at the cake in his hand with a small spoon.

How exactly is that Jade Pendant used?

He'd studied it all day without figuring out the trick.

Looking at the little one whose face was flushed with excitement, he still decided to interrupt for a moment.

"Yu'an, about that Jade Pendant, your Little Uncle has something to ask you."

Oh right, he also had something to tell Little Uncle.

The little one blinked, remembered the task Daddy had given him, and nodded firmly.

"Okay! Yu'an also has a secret to tell Little Uncle."

The few people in the main room smiled, watching uncle and nephew head back to the room.

Once inside, Cheng Chengxuan took out the Jade Pendant.

"Does Yu'an know how to use this Jade Pendant?"

Yu'an scratched his little head. Fairy Sister said, you have to use…

"Blood! Drop blood on the Jade Pendant."

Cheng Chengxuan barely hesitated, pulling the Dagger from his sleeve and slicing open his palm.

"Ah, you don't need that much!"

Yu'an had just taken out the notebook when he saw his palm gushing with blood. He let out a cry and hurriedly rummaged through the Treasure Chest for a first-aid kit.

The notebook in his arms also dropped to the floor.

The blood droplets were absorbed by the Jade Pendant, and the sound of 'Binding Successful' rang in his ears.

Cheng Chengxuan was fretting over what to say to that girl when his gaze suddenly fell on the notebook spread open on the floor.

His eyes instantly went wide.

That's—Big Brother's handwriting!

He picked up the strange notebook and flipped through it. The very first thing he saw was:

To get rich, first build the roads.

Cheng Chengxuan: "???"