C3 Two Hundred Thousand Yuan and Five Hundred Thousand Yuan

Outside Villa 19 on Dragon Bay Peninsula, a sleek Pagani M12 executed a stylish drift into the garage.

This exclusive Pagani model, reborn from the Lamborghini Diablo, was limited to just 24 units worldwide, each boasting a market value north of 20 million.

"Sweetheart, make me a promise: from now on, stick to driving your sugar daddy's car, okay?"

Chiang Hao's legs turned to jelly as he swung open the car door.

Indeed, female drivers were the planet's most formidable warriors behind the wheel!

Three hours had dwindled to two, and in that time, Chiang Hao had agreed to pose as Han Xun'er's boyfriend. They had arrived at her second uncle's residence, the very place where the Han family's monthly meeting was to be convened.

Han Xun'er had brought Chiang Hao here to confront her family head-on.

The Dragon Bay Peninsula was prime real estate, with this villa valued at a staggering 80 million! Yet, this was merely a fraction of her second uncle's vast wealth.

The Han family was undeniably affluent.

"Xun'er, you've arrived."

The moment he pushed open the door, a welcoming voice greeted them. The speaker was a middle-aged man, about fifty, with slick black hair parted to the side, the epitome of a successful businessman.

A glint sparked in Chiang Hao's eye as he stepped through the doorway and greeted the man, certain he was the master of the house. Seizing the moment, he reached out for a handshake and a friendly pat on the shoulder.

Indeed, the man's barcode was right there on his shoulder!

He was about to scan Han Xun'er's second uncle, a pivotal figure in the Han dynasty!

Chiang Hao, the strategic mastermind, never entered a battle unprepared!

Gathering intelligence first, he was ready to counter any move. He couldn't help but marvel at his own brilliance.

"Secretary Wang, it's been too long."

Han Xun'er nodded in acknowledgment, along with the man.

Wait, what?

Hold on!

Secretary Wang?

[Ding! Scan successful. Wang Runfa, private secretary to Han Jianye, executive vice president of the Han Corporation. Loyal to the Han family for twenty years, he shares a close bond with Han Jianye and his spouse...]

Chiang Hao's jaw dropped. Man, you're just a secretary!

Time to recalibrate, show some respect, and remember one's place—no overstepping boundaries, alright?

While Chiang Hao was still grumbling, another notification sprang up, and a spark of excitement crossed his face.

"Xun'er, who's Han Chenglong?"

"He's my little cousin. Why? You've even calculated my cousin's name?"

"The secrets of fate are not to be disclosed."

Chiang Hao's face broke into a wide grin. It's true what they say—every family has its own set of challenges. Even with wealth, sometimes you just can't have it all your way.

"Ridiculous!"

Abruptly, a rebuke echoed from the grand hall.

The villa was expansive, teeming with people. A considerable number from both the direct and extended Han family had gathered!

A portly bald man strode over, his face flushed with anger. "Xun'er, why are you bringing all sorts of people into our home? You're about to be engaged, so stop associating with these ambiguous characters to avoid any misinterpretations."

"Second Uncle, you're in favor of my engagement to the Bai family too? You're well aware of what kind of person the Bai family's young master is!"

"Xun'er, I understand, but the Han family really needs the Bai family's assistance this time."

"So, you're willing to trade me off?"

"Watch your tone. Regardless of your objections, this is how it's going to be! And you," he turned to Chiang Hao, "get out of here. My home does not welcome nobodies from the streets!"

Chiang Hao's gaze hardened. Such filthy talk.

Why drag him into their family squabble? That was just asking for trouble.

"True, I'm no dignitary, but I have every right to be here. After all, I am Xun'er's... boyfriend!" Chiang Hao made himself comfortable, reclining on the hall's imperial gold leather sofa without so much as a by-your-leave.

His composure was unsettlingly serene.

"And what exactly makes you boyfriend material?" Han Jianye's eyes chilled with contempt, not expecting such insolence. Well, he wouldn't hold back then.

"Do you own slippers that cost 20,000 yuan a pair?"

"How about pajamas that go for 500,000 yuan?"

"Do you possess a Vacheron Constantin worth 4 million yuan?"

"Or a Rolls-Royce with a price tag of 10 million yuan?"

"Do you have a billionaire father?"

"If not, then kindly see yourself out. You're not welcome through the doors of my Han family. You're unworthy of stepping on our floors. Even the air we breathe is a luxury far beyond your reach!"

His words landed with a thud.

This was an assault of wealth!

A blatant psychological attack.

Han Jianye thought to himself that such a blow would shatter any man's pride, driving him away in a fury.

But to his dismay, he was wrong.

Chiang Hao lounged on the leather sofa, his retort sharp and biting.

Sadly, it lacked punch, much like a certain part of his anatomy.

He straightened up, his gaze vacant, "Don't speak in absolutes, don't act with finality. Aren't you a business mogul? Shouldn't you know a thing or two about courtesy?"

"Courtesy, for you? What on earth makes you think you deserve that? Get lost!" Han Jianye scoffed.

"Uncle, that's too much!" Han Xun'er rushed to Chiang Hao's side, taking his hand, "Yes, he may lack what you mentioned, but..."

Her interjection set off a storm of protests from the relatives.

What place did this 'good-for-nothing' pauper have among them?

"Xun'er, listen to your auntie, a man like that will only hold you back!"

"A toad lusting after swan meat."

"Blind fool, get out of here!"

"Dare to lay a finger on our Han family's jewel? I'll have your legs chopped off!"

The comments flew, a cacophony of disdain.

Then, with a pop, Han Xun'er bent down and pressed a simple, yet bold kiss to Chiang Hao's lips.

[Ding! Goddess's favor received. Exclamation Point +300. Mission 1/2 complete.]

Silence enveloped the room.

"Xun'er, you..." Han Jianye's hands trembled, his rage nearly triggering a heart attack.

Han Xun'er lightly bit her tender red lip, standing to face the crowd. She projected a photo of her personal assets onto the wall with her phone, her voice soft but firm, "He may not have luxury slippers, designer pajamas, fancy watches, or sports cars... but..."

"He's dating a girl with a net worth of 2 billion!"

"If he's not qualified to be here, then I suspect there wouldn't be many of us left standing!"

Han Xun'er's statement was bold and assertive, marking the first time she disclosed her personal wealth.

She was determined to secure her freedom, and to do so, she needed to demonstrate her considerable worth and influence!

"Two billion! That's her own net worth?"

"This guy, he's like a toad who's swallowed a swan!"

"Good heavens, she actually holds original shares in Penguin!"

"And she's the major shareholder of Panda Paper Broadcast, Douyin APP, and Coal Cuisine Delivery!"

Only the pillars of the Han family, not just any family member, could step into Han Jianye's home. They immediately recognized many well-known enterprises, including several top-performing stocks and three miracle stocks!

When Han Jianye saw the final tally of 2.17 billion, he felt a shiver in his heart!

His niece was only 19, and she had amassed a fortune of two billion without relying on the family's overt resources. Even if she had been earning since birth, her rate of wealth accumulation far exceeded the goal of a small target each year!

What kind of prodigy was she?

With her in the picture, what chance did his son have of taking over the family business?

Forget his son, could he himself amass two billion from scratch in three to five years?

Han Jianye knew the answer was a resounding no.

In that moment, a chill went through Han Jianye, and he resolved to take drastic action.

Han Xun'er had to marry into the Bai family!

"He's not good enough for you, and I won't allow it. Like I said, lack of ambition is one thing, but not even having a father with a fortune of millions? Get out!"

Han Jianye was unyielding and signaled to his bodyguard to escort Chiang Hao out.

"What a spectacle, what an extraordinary family lineage!"

Chiang Hao just grinned, lounging on the sofa, and quipped, "I may not have a father worth billions, but at least I'm not someone who's been raised for over a decade... as the son of another man!"

His cryptic remark left many puzzled, wondering about its true meaning.

Yet, the expressions of two individuals shifted dramatically, their complexions turning frightfully ghastly.