I am not just a tycoon

Fifteen minutes later, the rain finally stopped, and Shen Yuan looked at the clearing sky, "Let's go."

"Uh... could you first take your hand off my shoulder?"

Su Xuewei said with a frown.

"Haha, sorry, I just didn't want you to feel cold," Shen Yuan replied with a chuckle.

After getting back into the car, Shen Yuan, worried that she might catch a cold, turned up the heating and handed her a tissue, "Wipe yourself down."

"Okay."

Su Xuewei took the tissue, wiped her wet hair, and thought about wiping her chest as well, but with a rogue sitting next to her, she decided against it.

Her hair, drenched by the rain, was in total disarray. She reached up to undo her ponytail, and as her hands moved, her chest heaved a tumultuous wave.

The semi-globular shape of her chest became even more tempting under the wetness, how could Shen Yuan, a scoundrel, resist this?

He managed to suppress the urge to swallow his saliva and asked, "Where do you live?"

"I'll send you the location."

Su Xuewei replied softly, then took out her phone to send him the coordinates.

As the car entered the main city area, the sky gradually darkened. While Shen Yuan was focused on driving, Su Xuewei stole several glances at him—his features were striking, and his eyes held a slightly playful look about them.

Before she could take a closer look, Shen Yuan suddenly turned his head and grinned, "How about it, handsome, aren't I?"

Su Xuewei's face flushed, and she quickly turned her gaze forward.

Shen Yuan laughed, thinking to himself that Su Xuewei was really easy to tease.

Following the navigation's directions, the Benz G-Class arrived at the destination 40 minutes later. Shen Yuan got out of the car and looked around. Before him was a U-shaped tube building with red bricks that looked quite dated, with clothes and sheets hanging all over the corridors.

Shen Yuan knew Su Xuewei came from a poor family, but he hadn't expected her to live here, in what looked like a dangerously dilapidated building.

After getting out of the car, Su Xuewei greeted Shen Yuan, "I'm home now, thank you."

Shen Yuan smiled, "May I come up and sit for a while?"

Su Xuewei hesitated. She had never brought a boy home before, but he was an important client and he had just given her a ride, so she felt it would be rude to refuse, "You can, but I have to help my family cook, so I might not have time to keep you company."

"You do your thing, I'll just sit for a bit and then leave." Discover stories at empire

Shen Yuan said nonchalantly, then suddenly remembered something, "Wait a moment, I'm going to buy something."

Su Xuewei wanted to stop him, but he had already run off. About three minutes later, he returned carrying two boxes of milk and a large bag of fruit.

Su Xuewei felt a bit embarrassed, but knew Shen Yuan wouldn't take the items back, so she decided to reimburse him later.

Shen Yuan followed Su Xuewei upstairs, and several neighbors were chatting in the corridor, all casting curious glances toward the silver Benz G-Class parked in the yard.

"What kind of car is that?" someone couldn't help but ask.

"Benz G-Class, costs at least two to three million," someone answered.

"That expensive?"

The crowd murmured in surprise.

"Yes."

"So, is that guy Xuewei's boyfriend?"

"I don't know about that, but if they weren't more than just friends, he probably wouldn't be bringing stuff to her place."

"Poor Xuewei, if she could marry into a rich family, they wouldn't have to live in hardship anymore."

A forty-year-old woman remarked.

However, another woman disagreed, scoffing, "Who knows? Rich folks care about matching family backgrounds, why would they fancy such a family?"

"I think it's just a fling."

"That's not a nice thing to say. It's a different time now. Xuewei is a simple, kind, and filial girl. What's not to like about her?"

"What good does that do? There are plenty of simple, kind girls out there. Why would someone pick a girl whose father has died and who has a disabled mother, and has an additional burden to boot?"

"Keep your ill thoughts to yourself!" the forty-year-old woman retorted.

"What do you know!"

"...."

Shen Yuan followed her to the second floor where the corridor was cluttered with various items. Su Xuewei's home was at the end of the hall, and just as she appeared, a small boy with a determined face dashed over to her.

"Sister, you're back!"

The boy, about six or seven years old, was beaming with joy.

Su Xuewei squatted down and fondly patted his little head, "Xiaojie, are you hungry?"

The boy named Xiaojie shook his head, "No, Aunt Zhang just brought some bread over and said you wouldn't be back so soon."

"Did you thank Aunt Zhang?"

Su Xuewei asked.

Xiaojie nodded vigorously, "Yes, I thanked her several times."

"That's good."

Shen Yuan, who was following behind, asked, "Is this your brother?"

"Yes, his name is Su Jingjie."

Su Xuewei, holding Xiaojie's hand, pointed at Shen Yuan, "This is my friend, call him brother."

Su Jingjie saw this stranger and instinctively slowed down his steps, hiding behind Su Xuewei, only daring to peek out half of his head to sneak a look.

Su Xuewei smiled apologetically, "Sorry, my little brother is a bit timid."

"No problem."

How could Shen Yuan mind such a thing? It was normal for kids of this age to be shy. Moreover, he even made a funny face at Su Jingjie.

Su Jingjie had no particular reaction; he just stared with his big, round eyes, not quite understanding the adult's behavior.

Just then, a kindly looking middle-aged woman with a cane limped out. Su Xuewei quickly supported her, "Mom, what are you doing out here? You should have waited at home."

"It's okay, I just wanted to stretch my legs."

The middle-aged woman replied with a smile, then noticed that her daughter had brought a young man home, "Xuewei, who is this?"

"This is my friend, Shen Yuan."

"Hello, Auntie."

Shen Yuan greeted with a smile, and upon seeing Mother Su, he finally understood why her mom needed her to come home to cook.

"You've also bought so much stuff; you shouldn't have, please come in and have a seat," Mother Su said, slightly embarrassed.

"Okay."

Upon entering the house, Shen Yuan subconsciously looked around. The space was quite small, only about thirty to forty square meters, and was packed with some tables and furniture, making it a bit cramped for four people.

Nevertheless, the room was clean and tidy.

After inviting Shen Yuan to sit, Su Xuewei went to the kitchen to start cooking, while Mother Su had Su Jingjie pour some tea.

The little guy was young but quick and efficient. Since the cabinet where the tea was kept was high, he had to stand on a stool to reach it.

After making the tea, Su Jingjie covertly checked Shen Yuan's expression, then carefully placed the teacup beside him before rushing off to the kitchen to help his sister with the cooking.

He couldn't chop vegetables or stir-fry, but washing vegetables and peeling garlic were no problem for him.

A child of six or seven doing household chores was something Shen Yuan had only seen online before; he silently sighed, indeed, the children of poor families took on responsibilities early.

Mother Su took a few glances at Shen Yuan and began to inquire about his situation, mostly about his age and family background, to which Shen Yuan responded politely.

Since Mother Su did not know the exact nature of Shen Yuan's relationship with her daughter, she only chatted briefly and did not dare to ask too much.

Su Xuewei was quick in the kitchen. As the smell of the dishes wafted out, she soon brought out four dishes and a soup. Su Jingjie, drooling, kept swallowing his saliva, but since his sister hadn't sat down yet and the guest hadn't started eating, he didn't dare to make a move.

Watching Su Jingjie, Shen Yuan suddenly understood why a family like this could raise a girl like Su Xuewei.

After the meal, Shen Yuan sat for a while before rising to say goodbye. Su Xuewei was washing dishes; hearing this, she undid her apron and walked him downstairs.

As they reached the bottom of the stairs, Shen Yuan suddenly said, "Lend me your phone for a moment."

Su Xuewei did not know what he intended to do but passed her phone to him anyway.

Shen Yuan first operated his own mobile phone, transferring 50,000 yuan, and then used Su Xuewei's phone to tap 'Receive Payment.'

"I'm leaving first, goodbye."

Shen Yuan waved his hand farewell.

Su Xuewei also waved back at him, then silently watched as the car disappeared into the distance.

To her, Shen Yuan was like an unexpected visitor who had suddenly burst into her life.

In just one day, she had experienced many firsts—the first time walking with a boy, the first time having physical contact with a boy, and she even ended up bringing him home without fully understanding how it happened.

As the car gradually vanished from sight, Su Xuewei suddenly remembered the things Shen Yuan had purchased and that she hadn't yet returned the money to him, so she hurriedly picked up her mobile phone intending to transfer funds.

But when she opened WeChat and saw the transaction record, she was somewhat at a loss.

.....

Shen Yuan drove leisurely, unaware of what Su Xuewei's reaction might be upon seeing the money.

50,000 yuan wasn't much to him, but it was enough to improve Su Xuewei's family life, although Shen Yuan wasn't sure whether a girl like her would accept it, especially since, up to that point, no Feel-good Index had appeared above her head.

"Whatever, why overthink it? Just don't bring it up later."

Shen Yuan thought to himself, his mind then leaping to the tasks he had to tackle that week.

First up, was releasing the pre-review list for the entrepreneurship base, Fu Yingzi had already screened the Monday list tonight, narrowing 653 applications down to just 12, with 11 females and one male.

His competent assistant had even managed to find life photos of these 11 women and sent them over together.

It's undeniable, this assistant was perfectly suited for the task of selecting concubines.

After this task was complete, Shen Yuan even thought about giving her a raise.

Besides the entrepreneurship base, the next event was Old Shen's birthday on Friday, and tomorrow he had to prepare an extravagant car gift for him—a filial contribution of 30 million yuan, with blessings for Old Shen and Ms. Li.

After sorting out his tasks, Shen Yuan called Liew Menglu to come to the Grand Hyatt's executive suite.

Shen Yuan always maintained a fair approach, with three members in his 'harem,' each getting one night—no more, no less.

The night before last was with the class belle; last night was with Nana; tonight, it was Coach Liew's turn to enjoy some sweetness.

It turned out to be quite a steal for Liew Menglu since she got a few small bonus objectives every morning after her workout.

Because the call was made late, by the time Shen Yuan arrived at the executive suite, Liew Menglu hadn't yet arrived; however, just after he had finished showering, Liew Menglu appeared in the suite.

She had already dimmed the lights, casting an ambiguous and alluring glow through the room.

And she herself had switched into her battle attire.

This 'battle attire' consisted of three parts: a halterneck tank top, a pair of white gloves, and a short skirt; her arms, shoulders, waist, and a large expanse of her fair skin were exposed, and the white fabric accentuated her already impressive headlights, making them appear even larger.

Walking seductively over to Shen Yuan, Liew Menglu's finger trailed gently from his face downward until it reached his crotch, then, in a coquettish tone, she leaned into his ear, "Husband, I want to have a child with you."