Chapter 768: Chapter 748: Are There Any Benefits?
"I know," Luo Qianqian nodded. "But isn’t this the choice I should make, both emotionally and rationally?" Luo Qianqian’s face bore a calm smile. "So, what is this ranking competition you speak of?"
Diwu Yan shrugged his shoulders. "It’s just a boring elimination contest held every ten years by families with Ability Users. If a family ranks among the bottom three for three consecutive times, they get kicked out of the organization."
Luo Qianqian’s face showed surprise. "Aren’t there less than a hundred people in the organization?"
Diwu Yan shook his head. "What you see are only the formal members. Do you think with so few people, such a large place can be maintained? And how would I have the energy to grow flowers in the house?"
At this point, Luo Qianqian was in full agreement. If one wasn’t exceptionally wealthy, who would waste money on such a costly endeavor?
The air conditioning in the house can’t stop, humidity can’t be too high or too low, there has to be watering, and also sunlight — which one doesn’t cost money?
"Not everything in this world is as visible as what you see on the surface. There’s a lot hidden behind the scenes that goes unnoticed," Diwu Yan slightly lifted his lips as he said. "The Jimo Family has already been at the bottom twice. If you don’t join this time, the outcome is set. But if you do join, is a change in outcome guaranteed?"
For a long time, Luo Qianqian was at a loss for words, looking somewhat bewildered.
"I want to know, will people die?" Diwu Yan didn’t expect that what Luo Qianqian hesitated over was this question, he felt a touch of helplessness, a slight smile on his face. "That won’t happen, but there are many things worse than death."
After hesitating for a moment, Luo Qianqian nodded. "The Jimo Family wouldn’t want them... to be disqualified, right?"
Diwu Yan smiled. "Of course, if they can continue to stay here they will enjoy the privileges. Once they leave, all of this will vanish and have nothing to do with them."
Luo Qianqian nodded, her shoulders lifting in a shrug. "I owe the Jimo Family what I should repay, though I don’t know how useful I can be..." Luo Qianqian shrugged again.
To Diwu Yan’s surprise, he began to see Luo Qianqian in a new light. "I do understand him a little... haha, no worries, are you sure?"
Luo Qianqian nodded. "Don’t give me a chance to regret it, after all, I’ve made a big decision." After all, it was because Gongyang Chou had targeted her and Jimo Cheng that she thought of investigating this matter.
"So what exactly are you asking me to do here?" With a load off her mind, Luo Qianqian felt somewhat relieved, and her gaze towards Diwu Yan became much clearer.
Diwu Yan curved his lips. "First, I’m in charge here; you should meet and recognize me. Second, I intended to help you annul your marriage to the Jimo Family and find you a suitable husband..."
"Let’s skip that, please. My uncle has already told me," Luo Qianqian rolled her eyes. "Aren’t there any benefits?"
Diwu Yan raised an eyebrow, not expecting the young girl to decline so decisively. He silently mourned for the kid for a moment and then shook his head in resignation. "Thirdly, I wanted to ask if you’re planning to join any faction, but it seems now that you’re with the Jimo Family that has run out of oil."
Run out of oil...
Luo Qianqian’s mouth twitched. Mo Studio, ah, the Jimo Family is synonymous with Mo Studio. She knew about Mo Studio’s wealth just from the extensive grounds the clubhouse occupies, right?
And there was Jimo Cheng’s extravagant lifestyle...
Occasionally renting out an entire restaurant, staying in a presidential suite for days on end...
You have to remember he’s just a kid!!!
Luo Qianqian shook her head, her face filled with helplessness, pretending Diwu Yan was too out of touch with the world, not knowing what the world was like now...
"Do you know how old I am?" Diwu Yan suddenly spoke.
Luo Qianqian was taken aback, then stared intently at Diwu Yan’s face. His skin was delicate, smooth, elastic, not a single fine line to be seen, and, importantly, it glowed...
"Twenty? Around twenty?" Luo Qianqian blinked. "No, that’s not right, you seem a bit mature. I guess you’re thirty-eight," she said seriously.
Diwu Yan was utterly speechless. Who would add so many years to their age just because someone else seemed mature??? Nearly double, at that?
"I’m sixty-two this year..."
"Don’t scare me..." Luo Qianqian widened her eyes: "Are you really a rose turned into a human?"
Diwu Yan rubbed his temples: "What I mean is, this is your benefit as an official member, the Stay-Young Elixir..."
"You old monster..." Luo Qianqian covered her mouth, but the sparkle in her eyes was clearly one of anticipation: "Is it just one pill that maintains the effect for life, or do I have to take it in doses???"
Luo Qianqian’s face was full of curiosity, brimming with calculations.
"...Just one pill."
Hearing this, Luo Qianqian’s face clearly showed disappointment: "Then how do I split it up, between Mom, Grandma, Great-Grandma, Godmother, two aunts, two mothers-in-law, six sisters-in-law..." Luo Qianqian counted on her fingers, her face full of trouble: "Does it still work if you crush it into powder?"
Diwu Yan zoned out for a moment when he heard Luo Qianqian’s words, then shook his head.
"Is there any other way to get it?" Luo Qianqian asked seriously: "Giving this away would be way better than red envelopes or anything."
"..."
"Hold on, that old man Gongyang Chou..." Luo Qianqian frowned deeply, he was clearly an old man...
"That old man gave the Stay-Young Elixir to his wife, but she still died in an accident," Diwu Yan said directly, as there was no point in hiding it.
Luo Qianqian frowned deeply: "Let’s not talk about that for now, can I make a request?"
Diwu Yan raised an eyebrow: "Speak."
"Please keep my information confidential, and don’t let that old man know. I always feel like he wants to kill me," Luo Qianqian said indignantly.
Diwu Yan sighed helplessly: "It’s not ’wants to’, it ’is’."
"And you allow this?" Luo Qianqian frowned deeply.
"It’s not allowed, but you’re not harmed, right?" Diwu Yan raised an eyebrow, otherwise, why would a member who has not registered officially need someone to follow around for protection? "But now that you’ve registered, he won’t lay a hand on you, his chance to act is gone."
Luo Qianqian looked incredulous: "He really was trying to kill me??? Isn’t he afraid of getting caught??"
"Who would know it’s him?" Diwu Yan sighed. If there weren’t explicit rules, they’d probably have started killing each other long ago.
Seeing Luo Qianqian’s puzzled face, Diwu Yan casually took out a book from under the low table and threw it to her: "This is... what should I call it? Anyway, it’s the regulations, so don’t break them."
Luo Qianqian pouted, feeling aggrieved: "There’re even more rules here than a primary school student’s handbook, and why do we have to record fingerprints, to destroy evidence after committing a crime?"
"...To create files!!!" Diwu Yan was on the verge of a breakdown: "Everything you want to ask is written in there, you can go now."
Luo Qianqian stood up holding the book, her face full of confusion, and flipped through it. Then, she suddenly had a bright idea: "So does that mean I can go join a swimming competition now?"
"You go back and read the regulations immediately, don’t break them, and don’t you dare leave before you finish reading!!!" Diwu Yan held his forehead and downed a cup of tea. Why did Luo Qianqian always manage to infuriate him? Could it be because this little rascal shared the same Luo surname as that stinking brat?
