I Treat You as My Sister, But You Want to be My Wife?!-Chapter 70 - Going to Uncle’s House_1

Thinking about the once campus heartthrob being kept, I get a bittersweet feeling.

Qin Haiyang: (rolls eyes) What’s with your thinking?

Shen Dong made his money by starting his own company, and that’s how he bought the Bentley King.

Not just that, he’s also married now, and his wife is incredibly beautiful, even more so than many popular female stars.

Classmate A: Damn, that’s amazing!

Classmate B: Starts a company, makes money, buys a luxury car worth millions, and marries a wife prettier than female stars; he’s truly winning at life.

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Classmate C: A luxury car and a beautiful wife, I’m so envious!

Classmate D: Among our classmates, Shen Dong is the most successful, right?

Classmate E: Definitely, driving a Bentley King worth tens of millions, who else among our classmates has that kind of clout?

Classmate F: @Shen Dong, show yourself.

Classmate G: @Shen Dong, what kind of company do you run?

Are you hiring?

Qin Haiyang: I’ve gone home for Mid-Autumn Festival.

Those who have returned or who are in the county and haven’t gone to work elsewhere, I’m treating everyone tomorrow night.

Let’s get together.

If you’re coming, make a peep.

Classmate H: I have to work overtime during Mid-Autumn, damn capitalists, relentlessly exploiting us poor folks, not even letting us rest on Mid-Autumn Festival.

Classmate J: I didn’t go back.

I’ll go back for the New Year, and we can meet up then.

Classmate K: I’ll go, it’s been a long time since the classmates gathered.

Just give me a time and place, and I’ll be there.

…

Looking at these messages, Shen Dong didn’t chime in.

After several years of absence, he lost contact with many classmates, and aside from the very few he was close to, his connection with many of them had become very weak.

Now, he didn’t even know what to say.

Just then, Qin Zhang’s phone rang.

After hanging up, Qin Zhang said with a wry smile, “Son, even your uncle has heard about you driving a luxury car.

He’s asked us to have lunch at their place tomorrow noon.”

“Sure, I haven’t seen uncle in a long time,” Shen Dong had no objections.

…

The next day.

Shen Dong had just woken up when he heard the system beep in his mind.

[Ding!

A piece of future information has been awarded to the host: Director Wu Jin’s “The Battle Tiger” will have a total investment of thirty million, and after its release, the box office will reach five hundred million.

“The Battle Tiger 2” will even hit a whopping fifty billion.]

“The Battle Tiger”?

Wasn’t this the military action movie that Qin Haiyang mentioned Wu Jin was currently filming?

It seemed the system was hinting that this movie was worth investing in.

An investment of thirty million with a box office of five hundred million was definitely worth the investment.

With several tens of millions still available, investing in “The Battle Tiger” wouldn’t be an issue.

After deciding, Shen Dong planned to ask Qin Haiyang for Wu Jin’s number and have a talk with Wu Jin after the Mid-Autumn Festival.

At this moment, Chen Yuyan woke up.

Checking the time, the two got up to wash and dress.

Nine o’clock.

The whole family set off to visit the uncle.

Before leaving, Shen Dong received a call from Qin Haiyang about the gathering in the evening.

Several classmates had already agreed to attend, and he asked if Shen Dong would come.

Shen Dong didn’t want to go, but considering he needed Qin Haiyang to connect him for the investment in “The Battle Tiger” and also to learn more about Wu Jin and “The Battle Tiger” through him, he agreed to it.

Upon hearing Shen Dong agree to join, Qin Haiyang was very happy.

Nine-thirty.

The family arrived at their uncle’s house.

Uncle Zhang Bo and Aunt Tao Hui warmly welcomed everyone inside.

Aunt Tao Hui brewed tea for everyone and also brought over a fruit plate.

Uncle Zhang Bo took out a large red envelope for Chen Yuyan.

“Thank you, Uncle,” Yuyan said, accepting the red envelope with poise, knowing it was customary.

“Yuyan is so pretty, even prettier than the actresses on TV,” Aunt Tao Hui complimented.

“Thank you, Auntie,” Yuyan replied with a sweet smile.

“Auntie, is Lele not at home?” Shen Dong asked.

Zhang Lele was his cousin, just a year younger than him.

His cousin was quite a handful for her parents.

From elementary school to high school, her academic performance was mediocre at best.

When it came to university entrance exams, she only managed to get into a junior college.

Truth be told, junior college wasn’t as bad as people made it out to be; if one worked hard and excelled in their field, it was quite respectable.

However, the girl’s grades were still a complete mess.

After graduation, she didn’t look for a job but declared she was going to stay at home and write novels.

This decision really infuriated her uncle and aunt.

What future was there in writing novels?

If she couldn’t even manage her studies, how could she write novels?

Wasn’t this just fooling around?

But no matter the scolding or the punishment, the stubborn girl refused to look for a job, insisting on writing novels.

Uncle and Aunt were truly at a loss with her, and they had even asked Shen Dong to give her advice.

But Shen Dong’s attempts were futile too; the girl was set on writing novels.

With no alternative, the uncle and aunt had to let her do as she pleased, hoping she would realize the need to find a job after hitting a wall.

Shen Dong had read his cousin’s novels, and frankly, they weren’t that great.

Making a living from writing novels seemed unreliable.

This time, he had also intended to give his cousin some advice.

Logically, even if she was at home writing novels, she should have come out to greet them upon hearing the commotion.

Her absence most likely meant she wasn’t home.

“She’s not at home,” Aunt Tao Hui said, her tone conveying her frustration when speaking of her daughter, “You know her.

She previously talked about writing novels but after two months with no earnings, she said she wasn’t going to write anymore.”

Shen Dong asked, “Then what is she doing now?”

He had a good relationship with his cousin and couldn’t let her continue in this reckless way.

“Now, she’s talking about making short videos with some high school classmates and posting them on Doule, hoping to become famous and an internet celebrity.

She’s engrossed in these fantasies every day—it’s enough to drive your uncle and me mad!” Aunt Tao Hui became progressively angrier as she spoke.

Shen Dong raised an eyebrow.

Having started his own company in live streaming and short video creation, he hadn’t expected that his cousin was involved in the same field.

It was possible he could bring his cousin into his company—doing so would ease his uncle and aunt’s worries.

With this thought, Shen Dong asked, “Auntie, how is Lele doing with her work?”

“How else could she be doing,” sighed Aunt Tao Hui, clearly tired, “She’s been at it for so long and her Doule account only has a few hundred followers, yet she’s as enthusiastic as if she’s running a big enterprise.

It’s maddening.”

Uncle Zhang Bo added, “Xiaodong, now that you’re successful in your business, you must talk to her when she gets back.”

“Alright, I’ll talk to her again,” Shen Dong nodded in agreement.

Click.

Just then, the door opened.

Everyone turned towards the entrance to see a figure walking in—it was Shen Dong’s cousin, Zhang Lele.