"I'm saying, you've been awfully carefree since you came to Japan Island. You even have the time to bring us here? It's nothing like those miserable years you spent struggling to build your business!" Su Ruo laughed.
"That was the startup phase. I had to handle everything myself, so of course it was miserable. Now I've got more people working under me. Isn't it normal for me to have less to do? Why did Zhuge Liang die young? Because he personally took care of every little thing. I just need to keep an eye on the big picture. How could I keep obsessing over the details like I used to?"
Chu Yu sprawled across the sofa, his head resting on Zhao Qinyin's lap and his feet on Su Ruo's. He looked every bit the pampered lord!
Of course, that didn't mean he really was the lord of the house. Sometimes he was the one Su Ruo or Zhao Qinyin used as a footrest. But with two girlfriends' legs right there in front of him—legs he could happily play with for years—he didn't feel hard done by. In fact, he'd use the excuse of massaging them to knead their legs for an hour or two without letting go. It was often enough to leave them fed up with him!
"Your way of thinking is dangerous. You're about to be corrupted by money and stop being the Chu Yu who fought to raise Dragon Country's Animation Industry to greatness!" Su Ruo clenched her fist, sticking out her middle knuckle. Then she launched a fierce attack on a pressure point on the sole of Chu Yu's foot—the one the masseuse had just said was good for a certain part of the body!
"Fought to raise Dragon Country's Animation Industry to greatness? Was there