Monday, the stock market opened, and the energy sector continued to pull back.

The eighteen stocks of the Tianxing System generally opened three to five points lower, leaving no chance to rebound and escape.

If you bought at the last limit up on Thursday, then the loss would be around -13% by now.

Retail investors are already numb, initially thinking they had caught a big fish, only to find out that all crows under heaven are just as black.

After two days of significant pullback, they no longer hope for Mr. Lu to come out and save the market, to stabilize a crumbling building.

Because on Friday, the Dragon and Tiger List showed that Tianxing Fund alone offloaded 8.3 billion in BYD's stocks.

This is just the data they're willing to show, what they can't see, the outflow of funds is only greater.

It's safe to say that these two days of pullback in the energy sector are caused by the massive sell-off of the Tianxing Mixed Fund.

Letting the arsonist come out to put out the fire is like a weasel wishing the chickens well on New Year's, like Little Red Riding Hood mistaking the big bad wolf for her grandma.

Thus, Liangzi became Gou Liang once again.

As for last week, when sanction ripple effects were resisted heroically, crafting eighteen limit up boards, holding up the sector, driving the general market, nobody remembers anymore.

Stockholders sigh to the sky, claiming they misjudged someone, saying the promise to be brothers was just in their hearts, in the end, they were hung out to dry.

However, it's not all bad news; the losses of investors next door make them feel slightly better.

Tianxing Fund's loss record has broken through from 0 to 1 for the first time, no longer showcasing a blinding 100% profit record.

Because the stock market is T+1, the fund adopts a T+2 trading model, buying today, selling the day after tomorrow.

As early as Thursday, some people predicted the sector would pull back, so they liquidated the fund in advance.

Tianxing Mixed Fund has always been in a fully subscribed status, one radish, one pit.

Some left on Thursday,

then some came in on Friday.

And those fund investors who just came in on Friday initially felt lucky to board Mr. Lu's aircraft carrier.

Ended up taking a 7-point drop that day, at least three to five more points down today, likely to fall tomorrow as well.

Thus their blood raged, in a moment of impulsiveness, they cut their losses,

breaking the 100% profit record.

"Liangzi, still awesome."

"Reaping investors like cutting vegetables, from major institutions to stockholders, not sparing a single one."

"Actually, the pullback now is very normal and a good thing, one limit up three times, of which two are billion-level large-cap stocks; Liangzi's funds are not infinite, he also needs to cash out funds to prepare for the next rise."

Although there are very few rational voices, on the black-and-white internet, they can't stir up any waves.

A market that can only mindlessly go long, retail investors' mindset has long been cultivated to only go up, not down.

Short-term pullbacks are also not acceptable.

The sun is high in the sky, sunlight streams through the gaps in the curtains, casting onto the white bedding as if draping a layer of golden gauze.

Lu Liang woke up early, sat by the bed for half an hour checking the stock market trends, a satisfied smile on his face.

He felt some movement under the covers, looked down to see Reba blinking her big eyes, showing a silly smile: "Good morning."

"When did you wake up?"

Lu Liang stretched out his right arm, Reba shifted her upper body, resting her head on Lu Liang's arm: "Been a while, saw you seemed to be thinking, didn't want to disturb you."

The white bedding covered up to the chest, revealing a rounded, slightly chubby m-shape, a straight and slim right leg stretching out from the covers, rubbing against Lu Liang's natural wool pants.

Where the sunlight fell, it looked like wearing a segment of golden stockings, her delicate and flawless skin, smooth like silk.

"I have to return to Modu this afternoon." Lu Liang said.

Reba murmured an acknowledgment, eyes suddenly dimmed, responding absent-mindedly: "What time's the flight?"

"Around three or four, if you come to Modu, you can contact me in advance."

"Contact, but you might not respond."

"This time there'll definitely be, no matter how busy."

Lu Liang smiled, teased her chin; Zhang Tian'ai was flirtatious, but really too thin, unlike Reba who felt right.

He preferred beauty with curves, because the force of reaction is mutual, during passionate contact, it's particularly intense, thump thump, it always elevates desires, making them insatiable.

"Really?" Reba's eyes lit up, her beautiful eyes suddenly brightened, Lu Liang nodded, laughed: "Really, if I lie I'm a puppy."

Over the years, girls he's known, at least double digits, but Reba gave him the feeling, along with her looks and figure, definitely top three, and maybe not third.

"Then, hook pinky."

"Don't be so childish, can you?"

"Will you pull?"

"I'll pull, I'll pull."

The two made a pinky promise. Reba ground her teeth fiercely: "If you lie to me again, I'll… I'll… bite you."

Lu Liang laughed, eyes squinting: "Bite where?"

"Bite it off."

"What a ruthless woman."

Amidst their playful banter, it seemed like the doorbell rang.

Reba was startled and shouted: "Who is it?"

She had taken a few days off and had also given her assistant and manager some time off. Normally, no one should be disturbing her.

There was no response from outside, but inside, her phone on the bedside table suddenly rang. Reba hurriedly answered: "I-I... I'm not fully awake yet."

"Okay, okay, I'll come out and open the door right away."

She looked flustered, quickly getting dressed, and said to Lu Liang: "Liang, you just stay in the room for now, don't come out no matter what."

"Am I that embarrassing?" Lu Liang's lips curled up into a mischievous smile as he saw the incoming call display on her phone.

"It's not that you're embarrassing, it's just that the company won't let me date right now."

Suddenly the doorbell rang again. Reba looked pleadingly, bringing her hands together in prayer: "Please, okay?"

"Alright, alright, go open the door." Lu Liang chuckled, then suddenly reminded her: "Your little peaks are showing."

Reba looked down, blushed, quickly threw on a coat, and then walked out of the bedroom, closing the door behind her.

She tidied herself up a bit, opened the door, and smiled: "Mi, why did you suddenly think of visiting me?"

"Didn't I tell you last time that the company is negotiating a Valentino endorsement for you, and it was just finalized yesterday."

Yang Mi entered, took off her hat and glasses, seeing Reba's disheveled state, she shook her head with an exasperated sigh: "Even if you're resting, you shouldn't be sleeping until noon every day."

"It's only eleven, not noon yet."

Reba muttered softly, suddenly widening her eyes as she saw a pair of large men's loafers in the hallway shoe cabinet. She nonchalantly walked over and blocked them from view.

"You, you're just relying on your youth..." Yang Mi began, but then saw some torn clothes on the living room floor, like remnants of a fierce battle.

She furrowed her brows and noticed a black fitted wool sweater, clearly belonging to a man, on the sofa, and suddenly looked sharply at Reba.

"Mi, I..." Reba looked flustered, unsure how to explain.

"Who's out there?"

Suddenly, the tightly shut bedroom door opened, and Lu Liang stepped out, slowly buttoning his shirt.

He looked at Yang Mi, his lips curling into a barely detectable smile: "Miss Yang, long time no see."

"Mr. Lu, what are you doing here?" Yang Mi stared at Lu Liang, her gaze complicated and hard to decipher.

"Can't I be here?" Lu Liang walked to the bar, poured two glasses of warm water, one for himself, one for Reba.

In front of Yang Mi, he wrapped an arm around Reba's waist, openly revealing their relationship. He said to Reba: "You have sleep marks on your face, go freshen up first. I'll chat with Miss Yang."

"Why did you come out? Mi, I..."

Reba was sweating with anxiety, just about to explain.

Yang Mi waved her hand, face cold: "Go freshen up. I wanted to have a good talk with Mr. Lu anyway."

"It's okay, go on." Lu Liang smiled, patting Reba's little head affectionately.

Reba had words on the tip of her tongue, but seeing Yang Mi's expression, she turned reluctantly back to the bedroom bathroom.

"What? You don't recognize me now that you have clothes on?" Lu Liang smiled, eyes narrowing, lifting Yang Mi's chin, their faces very close.

His gaze was intensely invasive, as if he could see past her thick down coat to why she was called Mimimi.

"Bastard, who was it that didn't recognize someone after putting on clothes?" Yang Mi glared, her eyes fixed on the bathroom.

"Smells nice~"

Lu Liang leaned close to her cheek, sniffing, and laughed: "Don't always keep that stern face, the little girl is still young."

"If you know she's young, why are you playing with her?"

Yang Mi suddenly flared up but deliberately lowered her voice, afraid Reba might discover their more-than-friends relationship.

"Don't make it sound so vulgar, it's because I care."

Lu Liang maintained his smile, his fingers tracing Yang Mi's delicate cheek, from cheek to neck and then to earlobe.

Finally, he leaned into her ear and whispered: "Besides, wasn't it you who created the opportunity for us to meet?"