Chapter 748: Dad

It was different from just now at the BMW dealership entrance.

This time, after Li Luo and the others entered the Mercedes-Benz 4S store, the sales staff were all very enthusiastic.

Probably because they'd seen the BMW salesperson respectfully seeing them off to the door, or noticed Xu Youyu holding the contract in her arms.

In short, the salesperson Xiao Li got there first and secured the chance to host Li Luo and the others.

Li Luo and the other three actually didn't know much about cars.

In his previous life, he never had much money, so Li Luo never bought a car and never studied them much.

Especially later, when electric vehicles took over the market and fuel-powered cars gradually faded out, domestic brands rose, making today's auto market vastly different from that era.

Yan Zhusheng and Ying Chanxi were even less the type to research car models; only Xu Youyu had a slight bit of knowledge, but not much.

Yan Zhusheng said she wanted to look at Mercedes-Benz simply because she had a vague memory of the brand.

After touring the showroom with the salesperson, she felt the Mercedes-Benz image was quite good and picked it outright.

She didn't want to waste time choosing a car—so long as it could be driven, that was enough.

Especially since the rear seat space was very spacious, Yan Zhusheng really liked it.

If Xiao Wen stayed by her side in the future, she could let Xiao Wen drive up front while she sat in the back with Li Luo, making it easier to do naughty things.

Yan Zhusheng only thought of this, so she signed the contract without hesitation.

Seeing Yan Zhusheng and Xu Youyu both choose million-yuan luxury cars, Ying Chanxi's original intention to pick a fifty-thousand-yuan car gradually shifted.

At this point, saving those few hundred thousand yuan seemed to serve no real purpose.

So when the three exited the Mercedes-Benz 4S store and moved on to the Audi 4S store, Ying Chanxi thought it over and ordered an A8.

"You sure?" Li Luo raised an eyebrow.

"Isn't this one good enough?" Ying Chanxi asked, puzzled. "Didn't you say your car was an A6? Isn't this the same series?"

"Precisely because it's the same series, why buy it?"

"Is this one a bit more powerful than yours?"

"Probably."

"Then I'll take this one," Ying Chanxi nodded happily. "Is that okay?"

"If you like it, of course," Li Luo agreed with a smile. "You're the CEO of Chongran Culture—driving this car out there is quite impressive."

After all three new cars were finalized, it was already past seven in the evening.

The auto park nearby was closing soon, so Li Luo led the three women back to the parking lot, each taking one car with Xu Youyu, and returned first to Yinjiang District to grab a quick meal.

Over dinner, Li Luo said: "Ying Chanxi's Audi A8 is in stock at the dealership—I'll take you to pick it up tomorrow."

"If Xu Youyu's BMW is ready sooner, we'll all go together tomorrow; if it's slower, we'll go again the day after."

"As for Zhusheng, she said she needs to arrange delivery from another city—let's wait until the weekend."

After arranging the car pickup plans, the four finished dinner and returned home.

Ying Chanxi, tired, returned to Li Luo's master bedroom and collapsed onto the bed; thinking of how she'd spent a million yuan of his money, she felt both delighted and pained about her wallet.

Deep down, she was still sweetly happy.

Especially since she'd chosen the Audi, same brand and series as Li Luo's—thinking about it, didn't it feel a bit like a couple's car?

Like matching outfits.

And now that she'd bought the Audi A8, not only could she drive it, but if Li Luo ever got tired of his A6, she could swap with him.

After all, Ying Chanxi didn't care what car she drove—she'd just give him the better A8 later.

Thinking this, Ying Chanxi happily stretched out on Li Luo's bed, then got up to take a shower first.

But when she looked up, she noticed Li Luo hadn't followed her in. Confused, she stepped out and glanced around—the living room was empty too.

"Zhusheng, where's Li Luo?" Ying Chanxi asked Yan Zhusheng, who was about to enter the piano room.

"He went into Senior's room," Yan Zhusheng pointed to Xu Youyu's room. "Went to the bathroom, just went in a moment ago."

"Really?" Ying Chanxi walked toward Xu Youyu's room.

But Yan Zhusheng warned: "What if Senior's kissing Li Luo? Are you just going to walk right in?"

"Can't I knock?"

"Then why not listen first?" Yan Zhusheng had somehow slipped beside Ying Chanxi, urging her eagerly.

"Do you think I'm that kind of person?" Ying Chanxi huffed, walking to the door of Xu Youyu's room.

But the next second, she pressed her ear against the doorframe, curious and probing.

"Sister, you're so shameless."

"Shh, don't talk."

Yan Zhusheng also pressed her ear against the doorframe, joining Ying Chanxi in eavesdropping.

Soon, the voices of Xu Youyu and Li Luo drifted out from inside.

"It's about what you mentioned before?" Li Luo said. "You were so mysterious, said you'd tell me after we got back—what's this about?"

"Do it," Xu Youyu chuckled. "Why else did I pull you into the room?"

"Stop fooling around—talk seriously."

"Isn't this exactly the serious matter?"

Listening to their voices, Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng clearly heard the rustle of clothing, instantly imagining Xu Youyu leaning into Li Luo's arms.

Ying Chanxi bit her lip lightly, no longer wanting to listen—but she couldn't stop.

Yan Zhusheng, meanwhile, had been utterly focused from start to finish.

"I think you need a good scolding."

Bang—the doorframe jolted.

"Ah!" Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng both jumped, stepping back two paces; Ying Chanxi even screamed involuntarily, then immediately clapped her hand over her mouth.

But that sound was still heard by the people inside.

The door opened, and Xu Youyu regarded the two "good sisters" outside with a playful expression, then chuckled, "Why don't you two come in and listen? Watch it live?"

"Really?" Yan Zhusheng asked with innocent anticipation.

"Get lost!" Ying Chanxi quickly pulled Yan Zhusheng away. "You two are being too much! Finish your talk and get out fast—I still have to write!"

"Got it, won't take long," Xu Youyu chuckled, closing the door again.

Yan Zhusheng looked disappointed as Ying Chanxi dragged her into the living room. "It would've been better if we'd gone in together—we could've learned firsthand how Senior Sister handles Li Luo."

"Why would you want to learn that?" Ying Chanxi shot her a disgruntled glare.

"Of course to improve," Yan Zhusheng said seriously. "Haven't you improved at all lately?"

"I—I improved what?"

"Like this," Yan Zhusheng looked at Ying Chanxi, touched her own lips, then lifted her bare feet slightly. "Or this?"

"N-No I didn't!" Ying Chanxi, no longer the naive girl she once was, instantly understood Yan Zhusheng's implication. Her cheeks flushed red as she denied it loudly. "Sister, you're too conservative," Yan Zhusheng whispered close to Ying Chanxi's ear. "I even sneaked a little in the car… back then, my roommate was outside the window asking Li Luo why he couldn't see me."

At those words, just imagining the scene made Ying Chanxi's whole body heat up, her face instantly burning red, speechless with stammering.

"You—you two…" Ying Chanxi didn't know what to say, finally managing only, "How could you even do that? What if someone finds out… w-what then?"

"My roommate found out later," Yan Zhusheng said with pure innocence. "I told them all. You just get used to it."

Ying Chanxi: "…"

Just this conversation delivered another major shock to Ying Chanxi.

She had thought sharing a bath and helping each other was already pushing the limits.

But her cheap little sister was this skilled—leaving Ying Chanxi utterly dazed.

Watching Yan Zhusheng turn toward the piano room, Ying Chanxi didn't even recall when she'd returned to her bedroom; it took her a long while to come back to her senses.

Then she began to fantasize.

When the new car arrives, if she's alone with Li Luo inside… should she…

Just thinking of it, Ying Chanxi instinctively bit her lip, clenched her legs together, her cheeks flushed crimson—she couldn't even imagine the scene.

Meanwhile,

Because the two sisters outside had interrupted the moment,

Xu Youyu and Li Luo stopped and returned to their desks.

"So what was this thing you wanted to talk about?"

"Cough… nothing much, it's just…" Xu Youyu felt embarrassed bringing it up, scratching her head. "Aren't you saying you made nearly two million from stock trading?"

"Mm." Li Luo nodded. Hearing her mention this topic, he raised an eyebrow—he already had a guess. "You're not going to…"

"Mm…" Xu Youyu nodded nervously, whispering to him. "I've been secretly trading stocks too."

"How long have you been trading?" Li Luo sighed, rubbing his forehead. "How much did you invest?"

"I started secretly back in Gao San," Xu Youyu twisted her hands in front of her chest, lowering her head. "At first I made a little profit, but lately I've been losing."

"How much is tied up in the market?" Li Luo rarely saw her look so helpless and pitiful—he found it almost amusing. "You haven't lost too much, right?"

"I invested this much," Xu Youyu held up five fingers and slightly opened them toward Li Luo.

"Fifty thousand?"

"F-fifty… million…"

"Fifty million?!" Li Luo was stunned. "You already spent a lot on that BMW. Between your two manuscripts, you earned less than two million total."

That meant, even without accounting for daily expenses or other spending, Xu Youyu had invested at least a third of her savings into the stock market.

But Li Luo suspected the ratio was even higher.

"It's not that much," Xu Youyu muttered softly. "Aren't you also putting a few million in?"

"Is that even comparable?" Li Luo stared at her in disbelief. "How much have you lost exactly?"

"Mm…" Xu Youyu raised five fingers again, glanced shyly at him, then immediately dropped her head.

"Five thousand?"

"Fifty thousand…"

"You're truly impressive," Li Luo couldn't help but sigh. "Maybe you should just quit trading. Let's stick to writing books."

"But you're right here," Xu Youyu immediately clung to his arm, squeezing tightly and swaying back and forth. "You're so good at trading—teach me!"

"I can't teach you."

"You can."

"I really can't," Li Luo sighed. "I remember warning you before—don't touch anything related to investment. Why didn't you listen?"

"But you're doing it too!"

"I haven't lost money. Have you?"

"I just had bad luck," Xu Youyu pouted. "If you just taught me, I wouldn't."

"I'm afraid you'll pick the same stocks as me—and crash mine too," Li Luo said, smirking.

"What kind of mystical thinking is that?!" Xu Youyu exploded. "Do you think I'm just born to lose money?!"

"Who knows?" Li Luo's eye twitched as he recalled Xu Youyu's glorious past record.

Stocks turned green.

Invested in municipal bonds—real estate turned into abandoned projects.

Invested in Short Drama—every production flopped, never succeeded.

Even tried opening a rice noodle shop and a bubble tea shop—ended up losing everything, with all the money going to franchise brands and landlords.

Back then, Xu Youyu constantly complained to Li Luo about these failures until his ears were numb.

Yet now, reborn into this life, her talent in this area hadn't changed one bit.

"Let me see what stocks you bought."

"Here, these are them."

Xu Youyu showed Li Luo, who couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

It could only be said that, as the Gambling God, Xu Youyu was truly unmatched—none of these stocks were red; the whole screen was green, like a field of leeks.

"How about this?" Li Luo said. "Put your money with me—I'll invest it all for you. You just collect the returns later."

"No way!" Xu Youyu frowned at the idea. "You have to trade yourself—that's the whole point!"

She wasn't unwilling to hand her money to Li Luo; she simply enjoyed the thrill of trading herself.

If she truly only wanted the returns, she could've just slipped her money into the Kai Duan project contract when Li Luo signed it.

In this regard, Xu Youyu still had great faith in Li Luo's ability.

But stock trading was another matter entirely—how could she let someone else do it for her?

"Then I'll just tell you exactly which stocks to buy. Buy them and don't touch them—I'll tell you when to sell." Li Luo offered again.

"No," Xu Youyu shook her head again. "You have to teach me how you judge them—otherwise how will I improve?"

Li Luo: "…I think you should just keep losing. But don't put any more money in—this amount, lose it and be done."

"No way!" Xu Youyu, seeing he still refused to teach, burst into tears and clung to his thigh. "Teach me, teach me~ Brother, you're the best~"

"Even if I taught you, you wouldn't learn," Li Luo said helplessly. He knew he wasn't truly skilled—he'd simply avoided the stocks Xu Youyu had once favored and picked ones that had steadily risen over the long term.

How could he teach that?

But Xu Youyu wouldn't let up—she desperately wanted to master this invincible skill. Seeing him still refuse, she lifted her face and shouted at Li Luo:

"Daddy~ Teach me~"

Li Luo: "…I'm afraid Uncle Xu will kill me."

(End of Chapter)