I never dared to expect too much.

Yin Liuli left without hesitation.

Having been by Su Yehao's side for these years, she had changed a little, no longer the desperate and confused young girl she once was.

On the way back.

Linda Yun considered comforting her with a few words. She turned her head from the passenger seat and said:

"Liuli, don't be too sad. Some bastards are just inherently disgusting. Now you not only have a daughter and a career, but you also have more money than you can spend. It's better to stay away from that kind of family. It sounds strange, but some families are like muddy swamps. If you don't choose to escape, you'll eventually be swallowed up."

The words were rough, but the sentiment was true.

Su Yehao also nodded in agreement:

"That's right, some relatives just don't know how to keep their distance. You can't choose your parents, but you can choose to reduce contact. Since you know it's a cliff, why jump off? Sometimes it's good to be a little less sentimental; you'll be more comfortable."

Yin Liuli helped her daughter tie her hair. After listening, she forced a smile and said:

"I'm not as fragile as you think. It's just a blood relationship. In reality, it's not like a father-daughter relationship at all, so how can we talk about family affection? He brought this on himself. Since I was a child, he drank a lot of alcohol every day. It would be strange if his liver and body didn't have problems. I only regret that I was ignorant back then and didn't persuade my mother to leave him earlier so she couldn't enjoy the good life she has now."

Su Yehao said:

"Let's go pay our respects now. After all, it's the first time you've met. Le Yao is so cute. I believe she will be very pleased to know that in the afterlife..."

Under Yin Liuli's strange gaze, Su Yehao asked Linda Yun to buy five thousand New Taiwan dollars worth of paper money, which was nearly a thousand Hong Kong dollars. It almost filled the trunk of the car.

He didn't say it was to put his mind at ease, only that since she didn't enjoy her life when she was alive, he would strive to make her a millionaire after death.

Many local people were originally from the mainland. Whether it was language, lifestyle, or traditional customs, they were all very similar. There would be no communication problems if you could speak Mandarin.

Su Yehao still remembered that in his previous life, netizens with a broad perspective directly fast-forwarded to the stage of discussing buying houses on the island, persuading the old iron brothers in the Northeast to give up the South China Sea islands and consider buying houses and taking civil service exams here instead.

I have to say.

Considering factors such as language habits, cost of living, transportation, education, and natural environment, this place is indeed very suitable for mainland residents. They don't have to force themselves to integrate into Western society and can enjoy the welfare and security of developed areas. It's also very convenient to go home to visit relatives and friends.

Considering this, Su Yehao was already thinking about whether he should acquire a few real estate companies when the time was right to lay out a bottom-fishing strategy. If squeezed, it shouldn't be a problem to accommodate five or six million people.

It just so happened that with the continuous expansion of assets, the small ponds of Casino and Hong Kong might not be able to hold him.

In addition to the mainland, investing on the island seems to be very promising, especially the semiconductor and consumer electronics industries, which are already relatively mature. Acquiring them would directly enhance competitiveness.

For example, Hua Shuo Computer.

Instead of Huang Zuan Computer investing money in research and development, it seems that it already has the strength to swallow an elephant, directly trying to acquire the Hua Shuo brand, which has the opportunity to obtain the full support of mainland banks.

…

There was nothing to say about paying respects.

Stacks of paper money were thrown into the iron bucket, and thick smoke billowed.

Su Yehao's filial piety was in place, trying to extend the influence of his money power to the underworld.

His daughter, Su Le Yao, soon became teary-eyed.

Linda Yun was about to say that this girl was sensible at such a young age, and that Su Yehao and Yin Liuli wouldn't have to worry about being taken care of when they got old. Then she realized that she was just being smoked by the smoke and quickly took her away.

There were other strangers nearby who speculated that they must have been unfilial children who had done too many bad things, so they were so generous. They didn't recognize Su Yehao, who was wearing a baseball cap and had a fake mustache glued to his face.

After dealing with this matter, they took a car back to the resort farm to rest, and soon went to the orchard to pick mangoes.

He usually ate a lot of mangoes, but mango trees were rare. Mangoes hung on the trees, and after picking them, his hands were covered with sticky liquid.

There were also papayas, with a dozen papayas growing on trees as tall as a person. Su Yehao wasn't interested in them. He went to the tea garden in the evening, carrying a bamboo basket to pick tea leaves.

A few pounds of green leaves were reduced to just over a pound after frying, shrinking by about three-quarters.

Perhaps it was because of the labor he put in, but after eating dinner and brewing a cup to try, the taste was no worse than the top-quality Longjing tea officially sent by Lin'an. It was a pity that this season wasn't suitable, and the leaves were relatively large.

It barely counted as a parent-child activity. His daughter, Su Le Yao, had already begun to remember things, so it was important to spend time with her appropriately.

He played with the little one during the day and the big one at night.

There was no trouble that physical labor couldn't solve. If once didn't work, then twice would do. Anyway, Yin Liuli closed her eyes and fell asleep that night, and her sleep quality was particularly good.

…

The pressure in daily life was minimal, and it was difficult to relax in the leisure farm.

After checking out the next morning, Su Yehao and his party took a car to Sun Moon Lake.

After finally arriving at their destination, he saw nothing more than a lake. He sighed and said:

"It's about the same as Hong Kong. The place is still too small, and the natural scenery isn't that rich. All the attractions are just pieced together. This place is like an ordinary reservoir. Compared with the Five Great Lakes of Jiuzhaigou and Lugu Lake, it's a little bit worse. It's more appropriate to arrange for tourists to visit the night market and see the Little Forbidden City."

Yin Liuli said with a smile: "Aren't you talking nonsense? How big is the mainland, and how big are we? I told you it was boring before we left, but you wouldn't listen to me. I came here on a junior high school field trip and only remember almost walking my legs off."

Su Yehao asked with interest:

"What did you look like in junior high school? Your family should still have photos, right? We're going back to the airport in Hualien anyway, so why don't you go back and pack up your things?"

"...When I went to college, I thought about breaking off all ties and never going back, so I took everything I could with me. If I contact my former landlord, they might still have my things. I can ask her to mail them to me."

Some people like to reminisce about the past, but Yin Liuli didn't think there was anything to miss. She chatted with Su Yehao for a while and boarded a boat to admire the mountain scenery on both sides of Sun Moon Lake.

At noon, they went to a restaurant run by local residents and had an eel rice bowl, and also bought pork chops, which tasted quite good.

That evening.

They went directly to the airport, took a two-hour flight, and returned to Pengcheng.

Having a private jet is really convenient, probably like other people driving their private cars to nearby attractions to relax.

For example, while Su Yehao was away from home these past few days, Nangong Tian took Jiang Yu to Milan, Italy, to have new autumn and winter clothes custom-made.

They usually had nowhere else they wanted to spend their money, so the two of them, like Nong Qingying, now wore haute couture styles.

They were ridiculously expensive for ordinary people, and a shirt could sell for four or five thousand euros. When you really thought about it, it was actually not as expensive as the plane fuel...