Chapter 131: Visiting Qiu Yi's Home

Ye Xi'an chokes up, completely forgetting how she once feared others' approach, calling out repeatedly, "Qiu Yi sister, although I also want to live with you, I still want to rely on myself, but I'll come often to visit and play."

Ye Xi'an feels that now, as head of the household, even if she wants to cling to a rich lady's leg, she can't be too obvious; outwardly she must still rely on herself, otherwise the males will copy her and run after the rich lady—what then?

Moreover, if her servile behavior is too obvious, she would have no authority at home, though she never had much authority to begin with.

Although she decided to rely on herself, the rich lady's leg is a rare chance; she must seize it to get on good terms with the rich lady.

In case she suddenly goes bankrupt and can't rent a house later, she could still seek Qiu Yi's help.

Qiu Yi, hearing that Ye Xi'an won't live with her, feels a bit regretful; she still really wants Ye Xi'an to live with her, because a soft, fragrant female embrace is surely more comfortable than a stiff male one.

"Alright, I'll give you a tour of my house."

Qiu Yi leads Ye Xi'an's family down a red carpet into this somewhat majestic palace; its interior decor is no less impressive than its flamboyant exterior, glittering with gold everywhere.

Ye Xi'an looks up, her mouth slightly open as she gazes at the seemingly bottomless ceiling, exclaiming, "Qiu Yi sister, is your whole house made of gold?"

"Not exactly. Gold ore is very rare nowadays, and we don't have much; we just plated a layer of gold on the wall surfaces, the interior is ordinary material."

Ye Xi'an swallows, thinking that given this area, even a single gold plating must involve an astonishing amount.

Passing the vast living room, Ye Xi'an enters a corridor where many neat square hollows have been chiseled into both sides, each fitted with protective panels and ceiling lights on the surface.

Inside each hollow, items are placed, resembling museum exhibits.

An eager guide introduces the objects to Ye Xi'an, each a trophy she brought back from other planets.

"So many? How many planets must you have visited to collect all this?"

"Probably just over five hundred."

Ye Xi'an's family is shocked again—over five hundred missions? Seriously?

If that's the case, Qiu Yi must be at least five hundred years old; no wonder her rank is high—she's a senior powerhouse.

After finishing the tour of Qiu Yi's castle, it was already noon.

"After the tour, let's go to the dining hall; the meal is already prepared."

Ye Xi'an's family takes seats in the hall; although the place is cluttered and looks unsophisticated, their eyes can't help but stare.

Qiu Yi's hall is like a tourist spot, standing five stories tall, with dozens of Bohemian crystal chandeliers hanging, each composed of hundreds of perfectly cut crystals, whose refracted light makes the entire hall as bright as day.

In the center of the hall, a twenty-meter-long dining table appears to be forged from pure gold, its surface engraved with intricate vine patterns, and its legs sculpted into coiling dragons.

Each seat has gold‑plated silver cutlery, with knife and fork handles set with emeralds and rubies. The wine glasses are carved from single blocks of crystal, and when red wine is poured, the liquid seems to glow.

Ye Xi'an clicks her tongue, overwhelmed by the extravagance; she also wants such luxury, if the chance arises.

"Do you want to sit with me, or take the head seat?"

Traditionally, Ye Xi'an and she would sit at opposite ends of the table to signify female prestige, but that would prevent her from speaking with Ye Xi'an, so she prefers Ye Xi'an sit beside her.

But that depends on Ye Xi'an's preference.

Ye Xi'an naturally sits with Qiu Yi, to further cultivate feelings with the rich lady sister.

Ye Xi'an takes the seat beside Qiu Yi and suggests, "This table is so inconvenient; why not use a round table?" On a round table everyone sits close and can reach the dishes.

"It won't fit."

Qiu Yi claps her hands, and a group of handsome men rushes in from outside.

Their eyes lock onto Qiu Yi at the head seat, filled with heat and longing.

Ye Xi'an is startled by the scene and whispers, "Who are they?"

"My husbands."

After speaking to Ye Xi'an, Qiu Yi turns to the men and says, "Alright, sit down."

As soon as Qiu Yi finishes speaking, the males go berserk, shoving each other toward the seat opposite Qiu Yi, their scramble resembling a gold rush.

Some even start fighting.

Watching the scene, Ye Xi'an's mouth twitches, "Aren't you going to stop them?"

"I'm not interested in intervening, and besides, don't you find this spectacle entertaining?" Qiu Yi watches the hundred males vying for positions with amusement, thinking it's an appetizing prelude to the meal.

"Fine."

The crowd gradually takes seats, but there are too many; the twenty‑meter table can't accommodate them all, so the remainder slink away to the side hall to eat.

The side hall also has a twenty‑meter table, but made of some kind of wood.

The more Ye Xi'an watches, the more unsettled she feels—do wealthy families really live like this?

As everyone settles, exquisite dishes are served one after another, each plate a delicacy.

Ye Xi'an even spots animals that were once protected and cherished on Earth.

"Alright, let's eat."

After Qiu Yi finishes speaking, no one dares to pick up chopsticks; they wait for her to take the first bite, and only when she starts eating do the males gradually begin to eat.

As the delicious food touches her palate, Ye Xi'an is moved to the point of tears—so this is the allure of wealth? She suddenly wants to go to the nearby Mission Center to claim a mission.

After lunch, Qiu Yi takes Ye Xi'an to tour the entire estate, but it's so vast they have to ride a flying vehicle.

When night comes and it's time to part, Ye Xi'an feels a bit reluctant to leave Qiu Yi.

The two, appreciating each other, hug; Ye Xi'an rubs against Qiu Yi's shoulder, hoping some of Qiu Yi's wealth will transfer to her—enough to buy a villa.

"Qiu Yi sister, I have something to tell you."

Qiu Yi holds Ye Xi'an like a pillow, feeling ecstatic inside, and says, "What is it? Speak."

"Actually, the family that took your mission but does nothing is my family."

Qiu Yi: "...... She often scolds that money‑collecting slacker at home; never thought it would be Ye Xi'an. No wonder she sometimes feels Ye Xi'an's gaze is odd."

Ye Xi'an, holding Qiu Yi and clearly feeling her stiffness, immediately apologizes, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I was blinded by Contribution Points then; give me a chance to make it up to you!"

Qiu Yi lets out two dry laughs, "It's fine, just a bit surprised—I wondered why no one came to rescue."

"But it's good you took the mission; if someone else had, they might not have been able to handle the Mutant Vines."

Ye Xi'an feels guilty, realizing Qiu Yi was only consoling her; had a stronger family taken the mission, perhaps Qiu Yi's two husbands wouldn't have died.