Two lifetimes over, and without any worries for the future.

Faced with Grandpa’s relentless offensive, Su Yehao was actually quite open to the idea of having children and didn’t mind having a few sooner rather than later.

The problem was, even the usually agreeable Yin Liuli didn't currently have any plans along those lines, and neither did Nong Qingying.

As for the little girl.

If he pleaded nicely, it might be possible to get her to act impulsively once.

However, Su Yehao worried that Nangong Tian was too young and wouldn't be able to adapt to having a baby so early.

She hadn't stepped into society yet, and her life was just beginning. Abruptly changing the status quo could very well damage their relationship.

So, it was better to let things happen naturally when it came to having children. He couldn’t just start making babies nonstop because Grandpa was anxiously urging him.

Having adjusted during this period, Su Yehao's values had undergone a significant change, and his obsession with money wasn't as strong as before.

For example, family assets, which he used to think about every day.

Now that he'd adjusted, he was more interested in the business itself and no longer bound by wealth.

With an unexpected fortune about to land in his account, Su Yehao didn’t know how else to spend it other than continuing to invest, so naturally, he wasn't so fixated on it anymore.

Of course.

Although he didn't plan to rush them into having a child just because Grandpa was urging him, Su Yehao still decided to gladly accept Grandpa's "sponsorship."

He figured he might as well use it to make money first. If he didn't fulfill the promised agreement, he would return the money to the old man with interest.

It was like getting a loan from a bank, except without needing collateral, which was great…

After finishing the roast goose, Su Yehao wrote down the company account for his grandpa.

He dropped the old man back at his old house on Branksome Crest and then rushed back to the pier next to Harbour City to reunite with Yin Liuli on his yacht.

During the time he was gone, Yin Liuli had stayed on the boat, watching TV in the guest room and taking a nap.

"You're back. What did you eat? It smells so good." Yin Liuli stretched and got out of bed, putting on her slippers.

Su Yehao, with his hands behind his back, placed the bag he was carrying on the table and said, "When I was coming over, I passed a beef noodle shop. I saw a lot of people lining up outside, so I got you a bowl, and a pork chop bun."

"Wouldn't that have been hard to wait for?"

"Not really. I saw someone getting takeout from the shop, gave her a hundred bucks, and bought it halfway. Everyone's happy, and I saved at least half an hour. It was a worthwhile transaction."

Su Yehao helped open the takeout box, glanced at it, and added, "Congratulations, you won the lottery. It's actually fatty intestine noodles, with a fried egg and a chicken leg."

"You can have the chicken leg and fried egg. There are way too many noodles, I can't finish them."

Yin Liuli’s tone had a soft, languid quality unique to the island, which always made Su Yehao feel comfortable, like a gentle tickle in the palm of his hand.

While she sat down to eat, Su Yehao flopped onto the bed and asked, "How's your Cantonese coming along?"

"...So-so, it's a bit difficult for me. I've been listening to Cantonese songs lately, singing along, and watching Cantonese TV dramas and movies. Do you want to teach me?" Yin Liuli turned around and asked with a smile.

"If you call me 'teacher' and sincerely ask me for guidance, I might consider it."

Sensing a hint of something amiss.

Yin Liuli cursed inwardly, wondering if she would end up taking the wrong kind of class.

The room was filled with the smell of noodles.

Having just finished dinner with his grandpa, Su Yehao ate a chicken leg, two fried eggs, and the pork chop bun also ended up in his hands.

The casual conversation continued.

Su Yehao asked her, "What Cantonese songs have you learned recently? Sing one for me? Maybe you're really talented, and I'll find someone to record an album for you."

"If I don't get booed offstage, that's already giving me face, let alone an album..."

Yin Liuli was in a pretty good mood lately. She finished her sentence with a smile and continued eating her noodles, adding, "Wait until I'm done eating. Cantonese is really hard, especially the pronunciation. The way of speaking is also different from Mandarin."

"Minnan dialect is just as hard to learn."

Su Yehao casually hummed:

"Cigarette after cigarette, I light them one by one.

Liquor cup after cup, I drain them one by one.

Please understand me,

My alcohol tolerance isn't good, sell me some 'chong kang' (an energy drink)..."

With wide eyes, Yin Liuli was stunned. She listened quietly to most of the song until Su Yehao stopped, then asked:

"What's this song? It sounds so good. How do you know our dialect?"

"You can joke about food, but not about words. What do you mean 'your dialect'? It's Minnan dialect. I learned it from a wandering singer from the mainland."

Su Yehao corrected her unintentional slip of the tongue.

Speaking of Minnan dialect, Su Yehao only knew this one song, which he had listened to countless times on repeat.

Yin Liuli said with a smile, "You have a very nice voice. It seems like you should be the one recording an album. What's the name of this song?"

"Lang Zi Hui Tou (Prodigal Son Returns)."

"...I feel like it's a bit difficult, it should be Lang Zi Bu Hui Tou (Prodigal Son Doesn't Return)."

Hearing her say it so seriously, Su Yehao was immediately choked up and speechless.

After a few seconds of pause, he said awkwardly with a laugh, "It's not my song, don't worry about the small details."

Having seen things in perspective and figured things out, Yin Liuli was just teasing and didn't dwell on Su Yehao's slip-up.

She was also aware that her position wasn’t exactly proper, and she seemed to be the one who came later.

Having met the little girl and knowing that they had known each other since childhood, Yin Liuli was more insecure and didn't dare to ask for too much, rather than blaming Su Yehao.

By the time she finished eating, the sky outside the porthole was gradually darkening.

The two of them went to the top deck. Harbour City, one of the most famous shopping malls in the area, was right next to the pier and was starting to light up.

Su Yehao didn't plan to return to his apartment tonight, so he wasn't in a hurry to leave.

They chatted quietly. Yin Liuli wanted to hear him sing more, so Su Yehao simply adapted "Wild Child" into a male version, changing the lyrics to "Knowing that loving this kind of girl can only be like this, but I've become the man you care about the most," and hummed it to her.

They were being affectionate like this. They didn’t have many moments when they were just chatting, and they hadn’t seen each other for a few days, so the atmosphere was quite nice.

After having too many big meals, eating some fruits and snacks could also be quite enjoyable…

With the cat cafe and restaurant business in Casino, 1997 on track, Yin Liuli suddenly found herself with nothing to do. The number of employees under her was quite large, and many tasks were delegated, so she was mainly responsible for procurement and revenue statistics.

Su Yehao would soon have a large sum of money on hand, so he suggested that she scout for a good shop in Central or Tsim Sha Tsui and try opening a branch.

Yin Liuli was quite self-aware and felt that if the rent was too high, it would be difficult for their restaurant and cafe to make money, given their positioning.

Looking at the profits of the small building, which remained at around sixty to seventy thousand dollars a month, they could only earn a little hard-earned money.

It was already pretty good.

Considering that the little girl and Nong Qingying were both in Hong Kong, Su Yehao didn't insist on her coming over. He then suggested opening a hot pot restaurant or barbecue restaurant in Casino, 1997 to expand the restaurant business.

Yin Liuli was more interested in this new proposal, saying that there were many people selling shops at a discount now, and "Prime Shop for Rent" signs could be seen everywhere.

With the financial crisis hitting Casino, 1997, Su Yehao felt that it was an opportunity.

As the saying goes, "One shop supports three generations." With such good future prospects, it was worth investing a little money, just like putting money in a savings account…