The commotion over Huo Corporation's shares that morning had become common knowledge in financial circles. Although it had not affected the share price, the wealthy families had begun treating Huo Cifeng's failed attempt to seize power, which had only gotten him face-slapped instead, as after-dinner gossip.
At the same time, they also learned that Luo Beishi was worth over a hundred billion and could casually buy a 2% stake in Huo Corporation.
Many found it hard to believe, yet had no choice but to believe it.
Besides, Huo Cixiao was already in a vegetative state, and Master Huo could not take sides at a time like this. Huo Cixiao's maternal family had always harbored resentment toward the Huo Family, so they were even less likely to help...
That made it considerably more likely that Luo Beishi had stepped in to help.
What puzzled people was that Luo Beishi had all this money yet did not help the Luo Family, which inevitably led to speculation about his situation within the family.
In short, the news that Luo Beishi was worth a hundred billion spread like wildfire through wealthy circles. Because of the capital he possessed, many had no choice but to reassess him. It also explained why he was so arrogant and overbearing: he had the means to back it up.
He had money and could casually throw tens of billions into securing control of the corporation for his vegetative husband. It truly made some men who liked living off their partners green with envy.
They wondered why such a good thing had never happened to them.
Huo Cixiao's villa
Having successfully secured his husband's empire, Luo Beishi was not proud at all. Instead, he was a little bored, because the system had only awarded him 20 face-slapping points.
Ah, well. At least I got to show off a little.
He got into bed. Perhaps he was too tired; after tending to Huo Cixiao at noon, he drowsily settled beside him, murmured, "Hubby, good afternoon," and fell asleep.
Huo Cixiao: "..." That was it? With something this big, shouldn't his bargain wife have bragged about it to him before going to sleep, given his personality?
And his bargain wife had actually helped him slap Huo Cifeng's face... Who would slap the face of someone they liked? Could Luo Beishi's feelings for Huo Cifeng be fake?
His head was now full of questions. Even Old Man Huo had been full of praise for Luo Beishi and had even called him beautiful...
Hmph, he didn't even describe how beautiful! Stupid old man! Once I wake up, I'll feed that whatever fish of yours until it dies from overeating!
Entirely unaware that he was growing increasingly childish, Huo Cixiao drifted off once more within his mental domain to the sound of Luo Beishi's steady breathing.
After waking from his nap
Luo Beishi felt full of energy again!
"Tongtong..."
"Host, you're awake!" The system had been a little bored and had gone off to watch another episode of a drama while waiting for Luo Beishi to wake up.
"Mm, I'm awake. Let's keep looking through the Luo Family's financial records. There's half left, so we're almost done. I've already found quite a lot of data showing tax evasion."
"Wow! Host, you're so hardworking! You're the most hardworking host I've ever met!" the system flattered him in its little baby voice.
Luo Beishi was pleased to hear it too. The corners of his mouth curled into a wicked smile, making him look ready to stir up trouble.
Because Luo Beishi was rustling around so loudly, Huo Cixiao, a light sleeper, woke up too.
"Hubby, how did you get so handsome? That's my husband for you!" Luo Beishi began talking to himself again as he climbed out of bed, making Huo Cixiao seem less like a corpse.
Huo Cixiao: "..."
He felt as though Luo Beishi's sudden praise had struck him with an invisible blow, leaving his head spinning...
Still, praising him wouldn't do his bargain wife any good! He wasn't going to reward him, much less give him any kisses or hugs!
Actually, he had thought it over carefully. Luo Beishi was so rich, and he himself was currently unconscious, so what had Luo Beishi married him for? Hmph, wasn't it obviously for him?
He'd even spent over forty billion on him. Was he the sort of man who lived off his partner... though?
Luo Beishi twisted left, twisted right, wiggled his butt, and turned his head. After making a halfhearted attempt at a sped-up exercise routine, he went to the bathroom to wash up.
Hearing the rapidly retreating footsteps, Huo Cixiao assumed that Luo Beishi had become shy after saying his piece and left.
He thought that even being unconscious could not stop him from exuding charm!
The next day
Luo Ming checked Luo Beishi's school timetable and deliberately waited until his classes ended at noon before driving to Huo Cixiao's villa.
Standing at the gate, Luo Ming could feel the thick atmosphere of money.
The villa compound where Huo Cixiao lived was one of the Capital's few ultra-luxurious villa developments. Although his villa stood in a row with several others, they were extremely far apart.
The villa was magnificent, looking elegant and refined.
Each villa had expansive private grounds in front and behind it. The developer's main selling point was that money was no object.
Even standing at the gate, he felt so far from the villa that it might take ten minutes to walk there.
Luo Ming reluctantly withdrew his gaze. For the first time, he felt that this unfilial son had been lucky. Once he outlived Huo Cixiao, wouldn't all this property belong to Luo Beishi?
No wonder he was fighting so hard to protect those assets. So that was his plan. I really underestimated that unfilial son's little schemes.
Hmph, but it doesn't matter. As long as I keep that unfilial son happy, won't all of this belong to my Luo Bai one day?
Growing more excited the more he thought about it, Luo Ming still did not forget why he had come today.
He rang the doorbell.
Several tall, muscular bodyguards approached from inside. Luo Ming greeted them with a broad laugh. "Gentlemen, I'm here to see my son, Luo Beishi... Sorry for the trouble, but please let him know."
The bodyguards in sunglasses exchanged glances, their expressions stern and their attitude unyielding. "Our madam said that unauthorized people and dogs aren't allowed inside. Sorry, please leave!"
Hearing this, Luo Ming stiffened. The upturned corners of his mouth gradually dropped, and his expression visibly turned livid and ugly.
At that moment, it was as though a bucket of cold water had been poured over him from head to toe.
That damned unfilial son... He actually gave them these instructions in advance!
Not only did he block all my contact numbers, but now he won't even let me in... Humiliating me like this-fine, just fine! When I get back, I'll expose everything you've done online! You forced me to do this!
Luo Ming got back into the car and told the driver through gritted teeth, "Drive."
Watching Luo Ming leave with his face changing colors like a traffic light, the bodyguards all laughed. "Our madam is so cool!"
None of the bodyguards had forgotten how the Luo Family had brought their madam over trussed up. On top of that, Luo Beishi's lavish forty-billion expenditure yesterday had not only established his prestige among the bodyguard team but also earned him quite a few fanboys among them.
So they took their madam's words even more firmly to heart.
The bodyguard responsible for reporting took out his pager and notified the guys inside the villa, asking them to pass the message on to their madam.
Luo Beishi had already eaten and was carefully feeding Huo Cixiao.
Watching how cautious their madam was, Uncle Chen could not help marveling to himself. Perhaps even a professional caregiver could not be this attentive?
Their madam treated their young master like a treasure, cherishing him dearly. After observing him for several days, Uncle Chen finally understood how much the young madam valued the young master. He also believed his claim that he had fallen down the stairs because he had lost his balance.
Uncle Chen said, "Madam, your adoptive father came by just now. The bodyguards sent him away using your words."
Luo Beishi did not reply immediately, because he was afraid that the pronounced movement of his chest as he spoke would make his hand unsteady. It would be bad if the liquid food went into Huo Cixiao's windpipe.