Trillionaire's Slice of Life

"Liu Peng once promised me that he would also send the families of the Twelve Golden Phoenixes to me. During the last few days in Zhongzhou, I didn't want to create additional problems, so I didn't bring it up. Now that we're back in Modu, this is our turf, we don't need to look to the Liu family anymore. Jiang Tao, originally, it would have been more appropriate to send Fan Gao on this trip to Zhongzhou since he was the one who brought up the bet in the first place. However, with his injuries, we have no choice but to ask you to make the trip." At the end of January, the sunshine in Modu was bright and warm. With less than a month until the New Year, the daytime temperatures could maintain in the teens Celsius, and even without the air conditioning on, the villa at Emperor's Mansion was not too cold. Chu Mo returned to Modu by private jet the night before. The injured Fan Gao was immediately taken to the hospital for treatment. The Twelve Golden Phoenixes were arranged to stay at the detective agency headquarters, where there were dormitories provided for the staff, and with Detective Agency President Jiang Tao personally arranging for them, Chu Mo did not need to worry. However, Chu Mo knew that if he wanted to gain the absolute loyalty of the Twelve Golden Phoenixes, he had to solve the problem of their family members' safety. If their families were still in Zhongzhou City, then they could only be controlled by the Liu family. This was definitely not what Chu Mo wanted to see, so on the second day of returning to Modu, he began arranging for the families of the Twelve Golden Phoenixes to be brought back to Modu. "Mr. Chu, rest assured, I'll handle this. I'll be taking a Boeing flight to Zhongzhou this afternoon. Liu Peng once promised to send the families of the Twelve Golden Phoenixes over. As the head of one of the eight major families, he shouldn't go back on his word over such a trifle. Furthermore, I'm not going empty-handed this time; I'll also take along that Arabian horse. Liu Peng likes horse racing, which is well known in the upper circles of Hua Country. Trading the Twelve Golden Phoenixes for an Arabian horse, Liu Peng will definitely agree!" In the hall of Emperor's Mansion Villa Number One, Chu Mo nodded to Jiang Tao, who then respectfully turned around and left, the massive man standing over two meters tall. Chu Mo turned his gaze to the woman in black standing by his side—an imposing figure at 181 cm in the hall filled with maids, the tallest of them all, even a few centimeters taller than the two foreign maids, Annie and Tina. This woman, with her cold demeanor like an iceberg, dressed in black, was the chief instructor of the Twelve Golden Phoenixes. Chen Yue. By Chu Mo's side, with the head of security Fan Gao in the hospital and deputy head Fang Lihu also injured, even Jiang Tao, who had just left, had recently suffered several broken ribs. It suddenly felt as if there was no one readily available to Chu Mo. As for Chen Yue, also a Half-Step Grandmaster, Chu Mo planned to keep her by his side for a while to see how things would unfold. After all, she was a person of the Liu family. Even though she had offended numerous top wealthy heirs in Zhongzhou City all at once, Chu Mo couldn't trust her so quickly. Whether she was loyal to the Liu family or could be of use to him, it would take a long time to ascertain, and there was no hurry for that. "Mr. Chu, a person who claims to be the young lady of the Jiang family is here. She says she has an appointment with you!" The middle-aged butler Danny approached respectfully with a slight bow. As Chu Mo turned his gaze away from Chen Yue and took a deep breath, a glint of light flickered in the depths of his eyes, and he inquired: "How many people have come? Is there a very old man among them?" The respectful butler shook his head slightly, his voice raspy as he replied: "Mr. Chu, according to the report from the security at the gate, there is only Miss Jiang by herself!" Upon hearing this, a hint of disappointment flickered in Chu Mo's eyes as he nodded lightly and then waved his hand gently: "Let the guest in." "Very well, Mr. Chu." After the butler bowed and retreated, Chu Mo suddenly addressed the woman in black by his side: "Miss Chen, as a martial artist yourself, you should have some understanding of Jiang Dingnan, one of our Hua Country's ten Great Grandmasters. Are you familiar with this young lady from the Jiang family?" The woman in black, statuesque as if she were carved from ice, her long hair pinned up at the back of her head, was expressionless, and even her breathing seemed extraordinarily faint. If not for the gentle rise and fall of her chest, some might mistake her for a statue. Under Chu Mo's gaze, the tall woman of Half-Step Grandmaster strength slowly spoke: "The Jiang family's presence isn't prominent. Jiang Dingnan only has a son, who has no interest in martial arts and became an ordinary college professor instead. The third generation has only one granddaughter, named Jiang Rourou. Although she likes the arts and has some interest in martial arts, she was injured as a child by accident. After that, her family no longer allowed her to practice martial arts. Hence, even though Jiang Dingnan is one of the ten Great Grandmasters, he doesn't have a successor in martial arts. "As for Jiang Rourou, rumors say she has a strong personality and can't stand any deceit. Jiang Dingnan tried to set her up with a few boyfriends, but she sent them all packing. Even though Jiang Rourou is already thirty-two years old this year, she is still unmarried..." "Who's behind my back, spreading rumors? They're not afraid of getting their mouths rotten!" Before the woman in black could finish her cold statement, at the doorway, with the arrival of the butler's figure, a woman dressed in a light pink long dress stepped into the living room beside Danny. Chu Mo shifted his gaze to the entrance of the hall, looking at the woman in red beside the butler and hesitated for a moment, feeling that this beautiful woman seemed somewhat familiar.