Rich Parents Found Me After I Got a Tycoon System? Yeah, I'm Not Interested

"You know, hearing you say that makes me think I should find something to do, too."

After hearing what Sheng Yang said, Wu Zicheng also started toying with the idea of starting his own business.

His situation was similar to Sheng Yang’s. With an older brother holding down the fort at home, he never expected to inherit the company.

He had originally planned to be one of those rich kids who just partied his life away, but after hearing Sheng Yang, he felt like he was just wasting his time. All he did all day was eat, drink, and have fun.

If Sheng Yang focused on his bar in the future, wouldn’t it be even harder for him to find someone to hang out with?

"If you want to do it, then do it. But before you start, you have to think about how you’re going to tell your brother."

Sheng Yang couldn’t be sure that Wu Zicheng’s brother, unlike his own brother Sheng Hao, would be eager to coax him into joining the family company to help out.

Sheng Hao believed that even if Sheng Yang just sat in an office all day doing nothing, being a mascot was still better than him being out partying.

At the mention of this, Wu Zicheng fell silent. His brother and Sheng Hao were indeed different.

"Forget it. I’m afraid my plan would be dead on arrival before it even got off the ground."

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to start a business, but that his family situation wouldn’t allow it.

He was better suited to being a playboy who only knew how to eat, drink, and have fun.

Yun Zijin and Su Mengyao, tired from dancing, left the dance floor. They were a little surprised to see Sheng Yang and Wu Zicheng sitting on the sofa, drinking.

"Aren’t you two the famous ’Princes of the Dance Floor’ in our circle? Why are you being so low-key today?"

Although Su Mengyao didn’t know the two of them very well, she had heard plenty of rumors about them.

"If we hit the dance floor, what would everyone else do? We should let them save some face. My family’s chef made these cream puffs. Want to try some?"

Wu Zicheng casually picked up a plate of cream puffs and pushed it in front of Yun Zijin and Su Mengyao.

"I’m going to wash my hands."

Having just come from the dance floor, Yun Zijin felt sweaty all over and wanted to wash her hands before eating.

"You should use the restroom on the second floor," Wu Zicheng suggested. "The one on the first floor is probably crowded. If you can’t find it, just ask a servant."

It was mostly girls touching up their makeup in the restroom, all crowded together.

"I’ll go with you!"

Too many weird things happened in restrooms. Su Mengyao didn’t feel comfortable letting Yun Zijin go alone, so she hurried to follow her.

Yun Zijin took Wu Zicheng’s advice and went up the stairs to the second floor.

She thought it would be empty, but to her surprise, just as she and Su Mengyao reached the top of the stairs, they heard people talking.

"Hey! Do you guys know the identity of that woman who came with Second Young Master Sheng?"

Hearing this, Yun Zijin and Su Mengyao stopped in their tracks and remained silent.

"Never seen her. She’s not from our circle, is she?"

"But Second Young Master Sheng seems pretty polite to her. Could she be the low-profile daughter of some family we haven’t met?"

That was a possibility, but a very slim one.

They were all in the same circle. How could someone have left no trace of their existence for the past twenty years?

"The way I see it, she’s probably just a date Second Young Master Sheng brought on a whim. He’s only polite to her because he’s a gentleman. Someone none of us have ever seen is, nine times out of ten, not from our circle."

"Exactly. She’s pretty, I’ll give her that, but you know how men are. It’s all about the novelty. Just watch, it won’t be long before Second Young Master Sheng dumps her."

...

Probably because no one else was on the second floor and it was just their own group in the restroom, the girls spoke with increasing indiscretion.

Su Mengyao wanted to go over and confront them several times, but Yun Zijin stopped her each time.

What was the point of arguing with them? They would just continue to believe whatever they wanted.

Didn’t they think she’d be dumped by Sheng Yang soon? Fine. They could just wait and see if she actually would be.

Yun Zijin and Su Mengyao stood at the top of the stairs and waited. When the group of girls came out of the restroom and saw them standing there, a flash of guilt crossed their faces.

They had just been bad-mouthing someone, and the next moment, they ran right into her.

They wondered if Yun Zijin and Su Mengyao had heard what they’d just said.

But then they remembered this was Wu Zicheng’s villa, which surely had soundproofing. They had closed the restroom door, so people outside shouldn’t have been able to hear them.

After this bit of self-reassurance, they began to feel more justified.

"Miss Su, are you here to touch up your makeup too? We just finished, so we’ll be heading down now."

The group completely ignored Yun Zijin’s presence, looking only at Su Mengyao as they spoke.

Yun Zijin didn’t care about their attitude. It wasn’t like they would have any dealings in the future anyway.

Su Mengyao ignored them. Once they had all gone downstairs, she said with a furious expression, "They were clearly targeting you! You and Sheng Yang don’t even have that kind of relationship. They don’t know anything, so how can they just spout nonsense like that!"

"And just now, you and I were standing right next to each other, but they only greeted me and didn’t even glance at you the entire time. That’s just blatant disrespect! It’s too much!"

Su Mengyao couldn’t believe they’d run into something so ridiculous just by going to the restroom.

"Don’t be angry. No matter what you say to them, they’ll only believe what they want to believe. You can’t reason with them."

"Besides, our paths will never cross. There’s no need to get worked up over irrelevant people."

"And anyway, once they find out I’m the investor in Sheng Yang’s bar, they’ll realize how ridiculous their ideas are."

Yun Zijin genuinely didn’t care, but seeing Su Mengyao’s furious expression, she added a few more words to comfort her.

"You’re so good at letting things go. If I were you, I would’ve probably gotten into it with them a hundred times by now, pulling each other’s hair out."

Pulling hair: one of the most classic moves in a girl fight.

"The more you care, the more brazen they’ll get. Don’t pay them any mind."

"Let’s hurry up, wash our hands, and go back down. We’ve been gone for too long."

Yun Zijin didn’t want to waste any more time on such a trivial matter.

"Alright, as long as you don’t care. I’m going to touch up my makeup."

With that, Su Mengyao took a mini bottle of foundation from her purse and started touching up her makeup.

Yun Zijin’s clutch couldn’t hold much; she rummaged through it and only found a lipstick in the same shade she was wearing today.

"Want to use some of mine?"

Su Mengyao offered her mini foundation to Yun Zijin.

"No thanks. I’ll just reapply my lipstick."

She didn’t know what kind of products the makeup artist had used today, but in any case, Yun Zijin’s makeup was incredibly long-lasting. Even after dancing for so long, it hadn’t smudged.

She was reapplying her lipstick because some of it had rubbed off while she was eating.

Su Mengyao didn’t insist. After finishing her touch-up, she put the mini foundation away.

She turned her head and saw Yun Zijin’s profile up close... and couldn’t resist poking her cheek. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

"Seriously, I’ve been wanting to ask you this since we were downstairs. How on earth do you take care of your skin? Even this close, I can’t see a single flaw. It’s like porcelain—perfect and delicate!"

Su Mengyao was envious. She spent no less than a million a month on her face, but you could still see tiny imperfections up close.

Closed comedones and blackheads were a constant problem she could never get rid of.