"Beep!"
Qi Dengxian swiped his card to open the gate of the Cloudtop Mountain villa. This villa, perched atop Cloudtop Mountain, was known as the "Cloudtop Heavenly Palace."
"This kid really knows how to enjoy himself. Seeing as he's gifted me this villa, I'll give him a break from my beatings for a while." Qi Dengxian smiled in satisfaction.
"Eternal Night King" Chu Wudao was the most respected figure in the underground world of China. He had served in the military before retiring and then built a huge organization, silently protecting this nation.
However, due to an accident, Chu Wudao went mad, killing all his enemies while also turning his blade on his former comrades. In the end, a top-ranking Chinese war god took action, capturing the crazed Chu Wudao and sending him to the Underworld Prison.
Chu Wudao was a legend, a myth, revered by countless people, and equally a source of regret.
Qi Dengxian had become the new owner of this mysterious and valuable, twenty-billion-yuan villa.
"Dengxian, that girl, Qiumei, is so irresponsible, she just left you at the Civil Affairs Bureau and came back!"
"Don't worry, I've already scolded her. We're going to have dinner soon, hurry back. Tell me your address, and I'll have the driver pick you up."
Before he had even finished touring the villa, Qi Dengxian received a call from Qiao Guotao, which warmed his heart.
He could faintly hear Qiao Qiumei's cold snort.
Qi Dengxian didn't let Qiao Guotao send a driver to pick him up. He chose the most inconspicuous Bentley in the villa's garage and drove to the Qiao family's residence.
The Bentley was indeed low-key. Those who weren't car enthusiasts would only think it was a ten-thousand-yuan Passat.
Just as he arrived at Cloudtop Mountain Estate and parked his car at the entrance of the villa, Yu Xiaolong saw a Bentley coming down from the top of Cloudtop Mountain, speeding past.
"Hmm? Is that him?" Yu Xiaolong was startled and astonished.
"Who is it, Miss?" Long Yanian asked.
Yu Xiaolong hesitated: "I think I saw Qi Dengxian coming down from the villa on top of Cloudtop Mountain..."
Long Yanian couldn't help but laugh, shaking her head and saying: "Miss, your injury from capturing the Terror King is really severe. Even your eyesight is failing!"
"How could Qi Dengxian, a mere prison guard, afford to live in Cloudtop Heavenly Palace?"
"You even tried to buy this villa with your connections and couldn't get it. I think you've been working too hard recently, and feel guilty about breaking off the engagement, so you're seeing things."
Yu Xiaolong couldn't help but smile and nodded, agreeing with her. How could Qi Dengxian, a mere level-two prison guard, live in a place like Cloudtop Heavenly Palace?
She couldn't even secure this villa with her middle-general status!
Qi Dengxian sat down at the Qiao family's dining table and saw a dish of drunken shrimp. The aroma of the wine was clear and refreshing, and the shrimp were soaked in a pale yellow liquor.
This made Qi Dengxian wonder. The two bottles of fifty-year-old Maotai he had brought, wouldn't they be used for drunken shrimp?!
"Look at this wine, it's yellowish when you pour it out. Obviously, it's a fake product! I guess this drunken shrimp is inedible." Pang Xiuyun said unhappily. "Your chosen son-in-law is really good, he came to visit your family for the first time and used fake wine to deceive you."
Qiao Qiumei also looked disdainful, saying: "Pour it out, lest you get sick from eating it."
Qiao Guotao felt a little embarrassed and said in a deep voice: "Dengxian is definitely not that kind of person. Maybe he was tricked. Keep this dish, you don't want to eat it, I will!"
Pang Xiuyun frowned: "Old Guan will be here soon, do you think it's appropriate to serve him this dish?"
Before she could finish her sentence, a hearty laugh came from outside, and a man around Qiao Guotao's age walked in.
"Dengxian, this is an old friend of mine, you can call him Uncle Guan! If he's in a good mood, he'll give you two calligraphy works, you'll be in luck." Qiao Guotao smiled at Qi Dengxian.
Old Guan was a national-level master, an old artist, renowned throughout China, a big name in the country.
Qi Dengxian greeted him politely. As soon as Old Guan sat down, Pang Xiuyun was about to remove the drunken shrimp.
Old Guan said: "Hey, wait! I remember drunken shrimp is your specialty, Xiuyun? Are you not welcoming me?"
Pang Xiuyun quickly laughed: "Old Guan, what are you talking about! The wine used for the drunken shrimp today is wrong, it's fake wine brought by Old Qiao's newly recruited son-in-law, I'm afraid it will make you sick..."
Old Guan sniffed, his face suddenly changed, and he quickly pressed the bowl Pang Xiuyun was holding onto the table.
"Wait, you said this is fake wine?" Old Guan was shocked at this moment, regardless of etiquette, he picked up his chopsticks and picked up a shrimp, putting it in his mouth.
Pang Xiuyun exclaimed: "Old Guan, spit it out...what if you get sick from eating it? If you like it, I'll make you a new one!"
Old Guan, however, was filled with a look of intoxication, then he slowly said: "Fragrant and rich in taste, smooth and refreshing, with a long aftertaste...this is a rare good wine, it must be the flavor of a fifty-year-old Maotai!"
As soon as these words came out, the three Qiao family members were stunned.
"Wasteful, wasteful! Old Qiao, you have a mine, don't you? You were still struggling to pay off the two million yuan debt to the Black Dragon Trading Company, how come you're now squandering fifty-year-old Maotai like this?" Old Guan stamped his feet angrily, his beard trembling.
Pang Xiuyun was surprised: "Fifty-year-old Maotai, Old Guan, are you sure?"
"What kind of joke! How could I be wrong? The last time I drank this kind of wine was three years ago at a cultural exchange event held by the government in the capital. The taste, I will never forget it!"
"I didn't expect you to squander this top-tier fifty-year-old Maotai like this...oh my, I'm heartbroken!"
"If you don't want it, you can give it to me!"
Old Guan was so angry that he was blowing his beard and glaring. Using fifty-year-old Maotai to make drunken shrimp was truly a waste, even a family with a mine shouldn't be so wasteful!
Pang Xiuyun and Qiao Qiumei, mother and daughter, were immediately filled with awkward smiles, not knowing what to say.
"How could a mere prison guard get such a precious thing, it must have been secretly taken from the Qi family when he was kicked out...hmph!" Qiao Qiumei was disdainful in her heart, but she also felt that it was a bit of a waste.
Qiao Guotao laughed heartily, saying: "I told you, you are judging a gentleman by a villain's heart. How could Dengxian send fake wine to deceive me!"
Old Guan also shook his head helplessly and said: "What a pity, what a pity..."
After a few rounds of drinking, Qiao Guotao asked Qi Dengxian to come to Qiao's Group to work.
Qi Dengxian smiled and declined.
Qiao Qiumei saw this, and couldn't help but sneer in her heart. He's already going to be a door-to-door son-in-law, and he's still pretending to be dignified and self-righteous. What a joke!
In the evening, Qiao Qiumei video chatted with her best friend Li Yunwan for a while, venting about today's events.
Li Yunwan was also annoyed and said: "He really thinks he can eat swan meat, a mere prison guard, is he worthy of climbing your family tree?! Zhang Shao has been pursuing you all along!"
"Mengmeng, don't worry, I'll find a way to make him look like a fool tomorrow. He'll be too embarrassed to see anyone, and he won't dare to bother you again."