Rebirth of the Peak Young Master

"I still have 500,000 left!" Nie Qingqing felt a bit embarrassed, Lin Xian was stunned, somewhat incredulous.

Did you not spend a single penny?

This is too impressive!

Seeing his expression, Nie Qingqing explained: "I just bought clothes for my parents and didn't spend much money, usually when shopping or eating out, it's Xiao Tong who pays."

To be honest, Nie Qingtong is the most frugal mistress he has ever seen, such a mistress, you couldn't find another even with a lantern.

If all mistresses in the world were like her, wouldn't men be overjoyed?

No wonder Zhuang Tong spends money so quickly; besides the 200,000 given to her family for a house, their daily expenses, including furniture and appliances, are all paid by Zhuang Tong. Lin Xian raised an eyebrow and asked: "Don't you need it?"

"I... I don't know what to buy." Nie Qingqing replied weakly as Zhuang Tong teased: "Is that your excuse for always freeloading? I kind of feel like I'm supporting you."

Hearing this, Nie Tongqing's cheeks turned red again, embarrassed, she pinched Zhuang Tong's arm, Lin Xian understood now, Nie Qing is the type who talks big but hesitates when it comes to acting.

Before, when she just learned that Zhuang Tong became Lin Xian's little lover, she constantly came up with ideas, persuading Zhuang Tong to ask for luxury cars, houses, and to leave herself a way out. But when it was her turn, she exposed her true nature.

Highlighted by the word timid!

No house, no car, and basically didn't touch the pocket money given to her. Now the popular saying online describes it as timid in reality, but going all-out online.

Nie Qingqing is exactly like this, when helping others strategize, she has numerous plans and sly tricks.

But when it came to herself, she became completely timid.

Watching the two women playfully fighting, Lin Xian asked: "Zhuang Tong, is the money to buy a house for your family enough?"

Zhuang Tong stopped, answered seriously: "It's more than enough, our place is such a small town, the housing prices are frighteningly low, 200,000 can buy a pretty nice apartment."

Upon hearing this, Lin Xian nodded, took out a bank card, handed it to her, and said: "Take it and spend, talk about it when it's used up, thanks darling!"

Accepting the bank card, Zhuang Tong kissed him playfully on the cheek.

Zhuang Tong's personality is straightforward and unmistakably authentic.

Then, Lin Xian also took out a bank card and handed it to Nie Qingqing, pinched her cheek while teasing:

"One for each person, buy whatever you want. Stop always using Xiao Tong's money, she's going to turn into a pauper soon!"

High-end beauty salons aren't cheap, a single skincare treatment costs at least several thousand, and both together is over ten thousand including shopping, daily expenses, and so forth.

No wonder Zhuang Tong's money goes so fast.

Nie Qingqing also felt a bit embarrassed, took the bank card, blushing lightly said: "I understand."

Putting the remaining bank cards and those watches into the package, Lin Xian reclined on the sofa again.

The racing competition tonight left him feeling a bit exhausted.

It's mainly because the use of skills and tools led to the brain operating under overload, bringing post-competition fatigue.

Lying on the sofa, holding an arm around each of his little lovers, enjoying the peacefulness — it seemed Zhuang Tong and Nie Qingqing also liked this feeling, one on the left and one on the right snuggled beside him, resting their heads on his shoulder.

Sir Lazy seemed to be worn out too, quietly lying at Lin Xian's feet, dozing off, life should be so pleasant.

Unaware of how long had passed, Zhuang Tong suddenly spoke: "Honey, it's been a while since you played guitar."

Lin Xian lazily asked: "Do you want to listen?"

Zhuang Tong said while getting up.

Soon, she came back to the sofa with that folk guitar, handed it to Lin Xian, who casually strummed the strings and asked with a smile: "What do you want to hear? I want you!"

Lin Xian said surprisingly: "You like this song too?"

Zhuang Tong smiled sweetly: "I heard you sing it last time, I thought it felt great, so I listened to it a bit, but I prefer the female version."

Lin Xian smiled faintly, his fingers strumming the guitar strings, the beautiful melody flowed like water, softly filling the room.

Zhuang Tong leaned against his shoulder, closed her eyes, a sweet smile hung on her lips, her mouth lightly singing.

I want you by my side, I want you to dress me.

The wind of this night blows, blowing itchy my heart, my love.

I gaze at the moon away from home.

Blame it on the enchanting moonlight.

Blame it on the guitar's sorrowful tune, oh I want to sing while silently thinking of you, my love.

Zhuang Tong's singing technique isn't very good actually, once listened you could tell she hasn't received professional training systems, but her sound is clear, ethereal.

"I Want You," this song, has two versions.

The one Lin Xian sang last time was Lao Lang's version, the male version.

While Zhuang Tong's was the female version, the two versions share the same melody, but the lyrics slightly differ, and the conveyed emotion and mood are also different.

The male version is clean and simple, refreshing, with a touch of romance, whereas the female version is infinitely deep.

It's as if a girl opens up, expressing her love and longing.

Morning.

Lin Xian slowly opened his eyes to the babyish call of Sir Lazy, glanced at Nie Qingqing who was sleeping sweetly next to him, Lin Xian slowly sat up, stretched, rubbing his waist as he got off the bed.

A night going to two venues continuously is indeed a bit exhausting.

First the bedroom, then the guestroom.

Remarkably, Miss Jinyi's dance skills are solid, seamlessly performing various movements, thanks to Lin Xian's strong physique, otherwise, he wouldn't have managed.

As usual, he prepared breakfast for Sir Lazy, washed up, then went downstairs to start a run.

When passing the park pavilion, he saw Old Man Li playing chess again; he slowed down to greet him: "Hey, Uncle Li, playing chess, huh!" Originally with a look of pride, Old Man Li's expression changed suddenly and stood up: "Oh dear, I suddenly remember I have some matters at home, you guys continue playing." Saying that, Old Man Li left hurriedly, not bothering with the chess anymore. Watching his departing figure, Lin Xian couldn't help but chuckle.

Is it necessary?

I was only greeting, didn't mean to play chess.

After running, Lin Xian carried breakfast back home.

Sitting on the sofa, he ate buns while checking the system interface, the rewards from last night's tasks, he hadn't had a chance to look carefully yet.

The account had an addition of 8,880,000 cash, counting with the initial fund of 10 million from "Imperial Banquet," and the remaining three bank cards, totaling 23,180,000.

Additionally, there was a "Golden Skill Upgrade Card".

Wait a minute! Clearly, I completed all four sub-tasks last night, why are there only two rewards?

Did the system eat my rewards? Lin Xian pondered.

Thinking about this, Lin Xian inquired in his mind: "System, give an explanation!"

Soon, the system's synthetic electronic voice sounded.

Engaged in analysis.

"Analysis completed, task 'Speed and Passion' difficulty rated B+, rewards distributed normally." Difficulty rating B+?

Lin Xian was first a bit stunned, then he quickly understood.

Each task has a different difficulty rating, hence the richness of the rewards vary. According to system judgment, last night's task difficulty wasn't high, so even if all sub-tasks were completed, only 8,880,000 cash and a golden skill upgrade card were given.

Thinking about it carefully, last night's task indeed wasn't that difficult. After finishing breakfast, Lin Xian wiped his hands and directly used a skill upgrade card.

Four-five-seven uses the "Golden Skill Upgrade Card", specifies skill, Western painting technique detected, host's Western painting skill is at entry level, use item?

Confirm!

A moment, the familiar cool sensation radiated from his brain.

Then, countless professional painting knowledge and skills were deeply imprinted in his mind, as if they had existed for decades.

Excellent, Western painting skills successfully reached expert level.

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