Caught in a chaotic situation, she is doted on by six villainous sons.

Chapter 97 You'll never run out of money in your lifetime, asserting sovereignty

Countless ants swarmed towards him, intertwined snakes, caterpillars broken into pieces, their internal organs crushed and bursting out with sticky fluid, spiders...

Everything was so disgusting, it made me feel extremely nauseous.

Clenching his fists, Si Mocheng's face turned pale. Suddenly, a pan-fried bun appeared in front of him, behind which was Jiang Liwu's bright and beautiful face and her caring eyes.

"Why aren't you eating? You're such a grown-up, and you've become a picky eater?"

Si Mocheng was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at Jiang Liwu. When he saw her gentle smile, which was even more radiant than the dawn, the gloom in his heart suddenly dissipated.

The intense nausea and vomiting also disappeared.

"Have one." The pan-fried bun was fed to Si Mocheng with chopsticks. Subconsciously, Si Mocheng took a bite. What he tasted was not a rotten or fishy smell, but a hot, fresh, and salty delicacy. He could clearly smell the crispy, golden-brown aroma of the pan-fried bun mixed with a slightly charred fragrance, which was very tempting.

Si Mocheng suddenly had a strong craving for food, and on his second bite, he ate the entire pan-fried bun.

After that, he no longer felt like he was swallowing poison when he ate, and he enjoyed every dish.

The servants were amazed that every time the food was served on the table, it was taken away as if it had never been touched, and there had never been a case where some food was completely eaten.

Lin Qingwan, who was initially annoyed by Si Mocheng's intimate feeding by Jiang Liwu, felt better after seeing Si Mocheng eat ten pan-fried buns and two bowls of porridge in a row, and still looking somewhat unsatisfied.

Whether it's porridge or pan-fried buns, she makes them all by hand.

She said that her years of superb culinary skills could never be surpassed by Jiang Liwu.

Si Mocheng's good appetite now must be the result of her persistent research into various delicacies to nourish her body.

Jiang Liwu's cooking was just a temporary novelty, just like her personality—it was only novel for a short time and wouldn't last.

Si Mocheng went to work very late today. When he left, he handed Jiang Liwu a black card with gold foil stamping.

After Jiang Liwu cast an inquiring glance, his expression became slightly awkward before he said stiffly, "Don't misunderstand, this is compensation for you."

"what??"

"You're trying to extort me, aren't you? Don't extortionists usually ask for compensation? I'll give it to you now and shut you up before you even have a chance."

Jiang Liwu found it somewhat amusing to watch him make excuses for himself, and couldn't help but chuckle.

"What are you doing? Stop laughing." Si Mocheng said with a stern face, as if he were scolding an employee at the company, but his eyes clearly showed his helplessness and his ears were red.

As soon as he spoke, Jiang Liwu couldn't help but laugh, revealing her white teeth and shaking her shoulders. "If you want to spend money on me, just say so. Why are you talking about compensation?"

Si Mocheng's face instantly turned red. He gritted his teeth, emphasizing each word, "Don't want it? Give it back to me."

"Yes, yes, of course I want it! This is pocket money from my second son." Jiang Liwu kissed the card.

Si Mocheng curled his lips, but still said, "Don't call me Second Child, I haven't acknowledged your identity."

Jiang Liwu still smiled and said, "Okay, I'll admit it."

She asked, as if she were greedy, "How much did you put in your card?"

Si Mocheng gracefully and calmly adjusted the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, his gaze deep and confident as he spoke in a captivating manner, "You couldn't spend all that money in ten lifetimes."

"Wow!" Jiang Liwu's eyes sparkled with admiration and pride, her face beaming with satisfaction. "As expected of my little one, he's amazing!!"

Unable to suppress his joy, Si Mocheng tilted his head and secretly chuckled, pressing his tongue against his cheek. When he turned back, he was once again the aloof and composed CEO Si.

"I am leaving."

Jiang Liwu nodded, "Okay, be careful on your journey, and come back early so we can have dinner together."

Si Mocheng could have gone back earlier, but he insisted on saying, "You eat by yourself. My schedule is booked until very late, and it won't change because of you."

Jiang Liwu didn't point out why he was going to the company so late today with such a tight schedule.

The scene of Si Mocheng handing a card to Jiang Liwu was seen by Lin Qingwan as a payment for keeping her. She tightened her grip on the tray and then quickly went over, saying, "Young Master, please wait a moment."

"Your white shirt, gray vest, and matching suit paired with a dark blue printed tie are excellent today—deep and understated. However, they clash slightly with your brown leather shoes. Perhaps you should change your tie."

The tray that Lin Qingwan brought contained several ties of different colors and striped patterns.

Instead of immediately offering the one she thought was most suitable, she smiled at Jiang Liwu and said, "Miss Jiang, why don't you choose a tie for the young master?"

Si Mocheng looked at Jiang Liwu without saying anything, but there was expectation hidden deep in his eyes. He took off his tie and placed it on the side of the tray.

"My choice?" Jiang Liwu raised an eyebrow and, following the principle of harmony, selected a brown striped tie. "This one."

Lin Qingwan's smile deepened. "Miss Jiang made a good choice. It's well-coordinated, but this tie is more suited to casual wear. I think the blue-brown striped tie next to it would be better. It's refined, elegant, and exudes a composed demeanor."

Jiang Liwu nodded in agreement, "Indeed."

A confident smile appeared on Lin Qingwan's lips. She took out the tie, handed the tray to the servant behind her, and raised her hand to put the tie on Si Mocheng.

The next second, Si Mocheng blocked it with his hand, and the corner of his mouth stiffened slightly.

Si Mocheng: "I'll do it myself."

Lin Qingwan smiled again, the curve wider than before, but the smile wasn't as genuine. "Okay."

After Si Mocheng left, Lin Qingwan's smile was tinged with helplessness. "Acheng always has trouble matching his tie, and sometimes he can't match his suit, shoes, handkerchief, or cufflinks. I always have to remind him."

"I heard that Miss Jiang got drunk because she shielded Cheng from drinking. I haven't properly thanked you yet. Cheng has a serious stomach problem, and drinking too much alcohol is not good for his stomach. He is always so willful, and he always makes me worry a lot."

As Jiang Liwu listened, her intuition told her that Lin Qingwan was asserting Si Mocheng's sovereignty over her.

"Miss Jiang hasn't had a chance to properly explore Lingshui Bay yet, has she? Let me show you around."

Jiang Liwu did not refuse. She had nothing else to do and wanted to familiarize herself with where Si Mocheng lived.

"Did you enjoy today's breakfast, Miss Jiang?"

"very good."

“Ah Cheng likes it very much too. How does it compare to your eight-treasure porridge?” Lin Qingwan’s eyes were somewhat serious.

Jiang Liwu walked with her arms crossed, not answering the question. Seeing this, Lin Qingwan smiled gently and said, "Sorry, I was just saying it casually."