CHAPTER 169: CHAPTER 169: OUR FAMILY HAS GOTTEN RICH (MASS RELEASE 5/5)

At this point, Luu Juan glanced at Luu Qi. "By the way, Xiao Qi, you’ve met Qingxue, right? Her family is pretty well-off, aren’t they?"

Luu Qi glanced at Xia Liang and, seeing him remain silent, nodded honestly. "Sister-in-law Qing’s family is very well-to-do. Her parents own a factory and earn several hundred thousand a year. Even though Sister-in-law Qing is still in university, she’s opened her own coffee shop and has savings."

"See!" Hearing Luu Qi’s description, Luu Juan grew even more agitated. "Qingxue is so wealthy and capable. If the betrothal gift isn’t sizable, why would she marry you? Just because you’re handsome? No, that won’t do. If the gift isn’t enough, we’ll have to add more..."

Watching his mother’s sudden distress, Xia Liang hurriedly cut in. "Mom, stop calculating. We have money. Dad, you should say something to Mom too. There’s no need to be so anxious."

"Hmm?"

Hearing this, Luu Juan froze and instinctively looked toward Xia Weiguo.

Meeting his wife’s gaze, Xia Weiguo suddenly shivered, his hand trembling as he held his water cup. "Wh-what?"

"What our son just said... what did he mean? Have you been hiding a secret stash of money?"

Before Xia Liang could explain, Xia Weiguo’s face turned even paler. After a long moment, he set down his cup and walked unsteadily into the bedroom.

Damn! Xia Liang was stunned. My dad actually has a secret stash?

A moment later, Xia Weiguo emerged holding a bank card.

"No way..." Xia Liang and Luu Qi couldn’t help but swallow hard.

Under their astonished stares, Xia Weiguo handed the bank card to Luu Juan.

"What’s this?"

"Money..."

"How much?"

"Six hundred thousand!"

「...」

The moment Xia Weiguo finished speaking, Luu Juan dashed into the kitchen, grabbed a rolling pin, and charged back out. "Damn you! Where did you get this money!"

"Honey, listen to my explanation!" Xia Weiguo said frantically.

Xia Liang and Luu Qi struggled to hold Luu Juan back. "Mom, wait a second!"

"Auntie, please let Uncle explain," Luu Qi pleaded.

Seeing them restrain her, Luu Juan finally lowered the rolling pin. "Fine! I’ll listen to his explanation."

Her reaction was understandable. Luu Juan managed all the household finances. The instant Xia Weiguo got his paycheck, he handed it over. A secret stash of a few hundred, or even a thousand, yuan might be excusable, but this was a full six hundred thousand.

"I earned it by selling equipment."

"Equipment? From that worthless game you play? Who are you trying to fool?" she snapped, looking ready to charge again.

"Wait, Mom!"

Fortunately, Xia Liang and Luu Qi understood. "It might be true."

"??????"

Hearing both of them say so, Luu Juan finally stopped muttering. "What kind of equipment is worth six hundred thousand?"

Xia Weiguo quickly explained, "From ’Fantasy Westward Journey.’ It’s called a ’Taichi Liuguang,’ a level 140 ’classless’ piece of equipment I found."

"Classless equipment?"

That explained it. "Classless" meant there was no level restriction to equip it, and it could be embedded with up to level 12+ Stones. Imagine a low-level character, like level 59 or 69, wielding a level 140 classless weapon. It would be devastating, especially for damage-oriented classes like DT or ST. It wasn’t surprising that it could sell for such a high price.

"Mom, that’s actually a pretty good price," Xia Liang added. "There are some items that can sell for one or two Yuan."

"Yeah, Auntie," Luu Qi chimed in. "I’ve heard about some other game they play where a single knife can sell for six Yuan."

Listening to Xia Liang and Luu Qi’s explanations, Luu Juan finally started to believe it. Her expression instantly brightened. "Alright! Now we have the money for our son to marry Qingxue."

She then looked at Xia Weiguo. "Your allowance for this month is increased by a tenth of a point." With that, she took the card and returned to her room.

Watching the crisis finally averted, Xia Weiguo shot an annoyed glare at Xia Liang.

Xia Liang spread his hands with an air of complete innocence. I was talking about my own money. Who could have known...

Luu Juan returned to her seat. "Come, come, let’s keep eating. By the way, son, how did you know your dad had money?"

Hearing the question, Xia Weiguo also realized. "Yeah! I only sold that equipment a few days ago. How did you know?"

"Actually, I was talking about myself..."

"??????"

At these words, Xia Weiguo was speechless, but Luu Juan’s interest was piqued. "So what have you really been busy with these past two years? How much money have you made?"

Facing their expectant gazes, Xia Liang decided not to reveal everything. "Just a few tens of Yuan, I guess."

PFFT!

CLANG...

Clearly, Xia Liang had still overestimated their ability to handle the news.

"A few tens of Yuan?" Luu Qi’s eyes went wide. "Did you rob a bank?"

"Impossible," Xia Weiguo said, shaking his head after regaining his composure. "Robbing a bank wouldn’t get you that much. It’s probably fraud. Should we call the police?"

「...」

Hearing his father’s words, Xia Liang was at a loss. He quickly clarified, "No, I started a milk tea shop with someone, and then I opened my own investment company."

He had no choice. The truth about his other assets was far too shocking. He opened his WeChat wallet to show them the balance.

"Honey, come look! Am I seeing things?" Luu Juan squinted, counting the digits. "Units, tens, hundreds... seven hundred forty Yuan!"

"What?" Xia Weiguo, who thought Xia Liang was joking, leaned over eagerly when he realized it was real. "Damn! It’s true!" Even he couldn’t help but curse.

Seeing their reactions, Xia Liang was extremely relieved he hadn’t disclosed the full truth. Like the Qingyun Hotel worth thousands of Yuan, or the villas worth hundreds of Yuan.

"Now do you believe me?" he asked.

The couple exchanged a look, then turned to Luu Qi. "Xiao Qi, you’re with your cousin all the time. You would know. Is this real?"

"It’s true," Luu Qi quickly nodded. She didn’t dare mention that Xia Liang’s cars alone were worth hundreds of Yuan.

Hearing Luu Qi confirm it, the two felt as if they were in a dream. Their son had inexplicably become a tycoon with hundreds of Yuan?

"Ow! Honey, why did you pinch me?" Xia Weiguo yelped.

"Does it hurt?" Luu Juan asked, seemingly not having heard him.

"Nonsense, of course it hurts."

"Hahaha!" Hearing this, Luu Juan leaped up with joy. "If it hurts, it’s real! We’re not dreaming! My son is successful!"

Seeing his wife’s reaction, Xia Weiguo was speechless. He especially wanted to ask, "Can’t you pinch yourself?" But in the end, he didn’t dare say a word.

Xia Liang took the opportunity to speak. "So just lend them the money. It’s not that much anyway, and besides, Eldest Uncle has always been good to our family."

They had only refused earlier out of consideration for Xia Liang’s finances. Now that they knew their son was a success, Luu Juan certainly wouldn’t refuse again.

"Okay," she said cheerfully. "After dinner, we’ll go over to your eldest uncle’s house. We might even get to see your eldest cousin’s fiancée."

"Sounds good!"

After this little interlude, the family sat down and enjoyed their meal together in a warm and happy atmosphere, though Xia Liang had to fend off occasional questions about his own marriage plans with various excuses.