Chapter 1046: Chapter 1046: Karma Never Misses, Fourth Senior Brother and Sixth Senior Brother (2)

If she participated, Isn’t she giving away her luck for free?

“Mom, Dad,” Ji Qingwei spoke anxiously, “I’m not feeling well. Can I… can I go home? I don’t want to take the international joint examination!”

She absolutely couldn’t allow Si Fuqing to take the rest of her luck as well.

“No!” Mrs. Ji immediately rejected the idea. “Qingwei, don’t be afraid. There are so many people in the international joint exams—what could she possibly do to you?”

With Ji Qingyao cutting ties with them, Ji Qingwei was their only hope.

The list had already been submitted; there was no way she could back out now.

Ji Qingwei’s lips quivered as she turned a pleading gaze toward Ji Longtai.

But he was in complete agreement with Mrs. Ji. “Qingwei, there will be a solution. Don’t panic. Besides, didn’t we receive good news from Above the Clouds? Your chip design made it to the finals, didn’t it?”

“Enough of this nonsense,” Mrs. Ji said coldly. “Your only focus should be getting a high score in the international joint examination. Understood?”

Ignoring Ji Qingwei’s desperate pleas, she forcefully led her into the VIP lounge to wait for their flight.

**

Later that afternoon, Great Xia University and Qing University teamed up to charter a plane to escort the exam candidates.

Yu Tang, having just finished her final professional exam, also joined the group heading to the Muston Dukedom.

In the departure lounge, Si Fuqing turned to Yu Tang. “Tangtang, did you change your Uncle Nine’s ‘poke’ notification?”

Yu Tang didn’t hesitate. “Yes, it was me.”

She answered so quickly that even Si Fuqing paused for a moment.

Si Fuqing gave her a long look.

Feeling a bit guilty, Yu Tang fidgeted with her fingers. “I thought it would be fun, and you said we should stick close to Uncle Nine, so I followed suit and changed it.”

Si Fuqing sighed. “I didn’t mean it physically.”

All she wanted was to share some luck.

How did she end up being labeled a domineering hooligan?

“I’m sorry, Qingqing.” Yu Tang pouted. “I’ll change it back right away.”

“No need,” Si Fuqing said, patting her on the head. “I’ve already changed it back myself. I thought Brother Nine was trying to trick me into believing it was you who changed it.”

Yu Tang blinked, then turned away silently and angrily typed a message to Yu Xiheng on her phone.

[Yu Tang]: Pocket money! You made me take the blame for you—this is too much!

As soon as she sent the message, her phone chimed with a notification.

[0Uncle Nine transferred 50,000 to you]

Yu Tang’s eyes lit up, and she happily accepted the money.

[Yu Tang]: If there’s ever another opportunity like this, just come to me! I’m your number one sidekick, Uncle Nine!

Yu Xiheng read the message, raised an eyebrow, but didn’t reply.

He was about to put his phone away when a call came in.

It was from Old Master Yu, and his tone was somewhat gentle. “Little Nine, it’s been a while since you’ve come home. How about you come back for a meal? And while you’re at it, you can meet Miss An. She likes you, and the match between your families is ideal—a perfect marriage prospect.”

At least his son had a face that people wouldn’t turn away from, so he wouldn’t have to worry about him being left without any prospects.

Yu Xiheng’s expression remained indifferent. “I’m busy.”

“Busy?” Old Master Yu’s anger flared up. “You’re always in that wheelchair—how could you be busy?”

“Beep, beep, beep—”

The call was cut off, and when Old Master Yu tried calling again, he realized he had been blocked. Enraged, he threw his phone onto the coffee table with a loud bang.

The noise startled Madam Yu, who had been chatting with Old Madam An. “What’s wrong?”@@novelbin@@

“Nothing,” Old Master Yu huffed. “It doesn’t matter if he comes back or not, but he will get married.”

A cripple, yet he thinks he can be choosy?

He had no choice.

Old Madam Yu nodded and resumed her conversation with Old Madam An.

**

Meanwhile, in the Muston Dukedom.

At the central hotel.

“Mr. Yun.” The middle-aged man bowed respectfully. “It’s an honor to have Mr. Yun working with us this time.”

Above the Cloud was a top electronic enterprise, rumored to be developing advanced products that could potentially revolutionize society.

Lang Xuan nodded slightly. “You’re too kind.”

“May I ask for your name, Mr. Yun?” the middle-aged man cautiously inquired. “We’ve never known your full name.”

Lang Xuan smiled faintly. “My master’s surname is Yun. To honor him, I adopted it as well. My given name doesn’t matter—just call me Mr. Yun.”

He was ranked fourth in Cloud Summit and went by Yun Si (Cloud Four) to honor his position.

His true name, however, was Lang Xuan.

Names easily spoken were not true names.

“I see.” The middle-aged man’s respect deepened. “Mr. Yun, you truly honor your master.”

Lang Xuan said nothing more.

Understanding the cue, the middle-aged man tactfully left.

“Mr. Yun.” A few minutes later, the door knocked again. “The Duke requests your presence.”

Lang Xuan snapped out of his thoughts. “I’m coming.”

Thirty minutes later, the car arrived at the Muston Duke’s residence.

“Old Four,” Raphael waved him over, “Come here, I want to show you a variety show.”

Raphael had a knack for investments, having bought the exclusive overseas broadcasting rights for “The Birth of An Employee”, a show that had garnered high ratings in the Western Continent as well.

In short, he had made more than ten times his investment.

He had heard that Si Fuqing was currently filming a new drama and was prepared to invest heavily to acquire its exclusive broadcasting rights.

No one could stand in the way of his profits.

After all, a portion of the funds in their sect’s financial department came from his earnings. If he stopped making money, the others wouldn’t be able to enjoy their perks.

Especially those spendthrifts, the Second and Third Senior Brother and Sister.

Just thinking about it made Raphael grit his teeth.

The idea of introducing him to a potential partner was a ruse—they just wanted to swindle his money.

“What kind of variety show?” Lang Xuan was surprised. “You watch variety shows now?”

“It’s not about the show, it’s about someone I want you to see.” Raphael clapped his hands together. “It’s been a while since I’ve seen someone who catches my eye like this.”

The 120-inch LCD TV began playing “The Birth of An Employee.

Raphael fast-forwarded to the part where Si Fuqing appeared.

The girl was dressed in a white lab coat, her features calm and understated.

Lang Xuan looked up, almost absentmindedly, and then his pupils suddenly contracted.