Fang Surou was arrested in A City. Even when she was caught, she had still been trying to harm Fang Baiwei. Yet as the family members of the two people involved, not a single member of the Fang family had shown up from beginning to end. They had only called to ask about Fang Baiwei, and after learning that she was completely unharmed, the Fang family had fallen silent.
The police had also noticed that the Fang family did not seem particularly concerned about this biological daughter they had found, but Fang Baiwei was already an adult. Since this was merely a family matter, there was only so much they could do.
The Fang family did want to see Fang Baiwei, but they were too preoccupied to get away. Their household was in complete chaos, and their company was on the verge of collapse because of the Yu family's retaliation. In H City, they were no longer merely a laughingstock—they had become a textbook example of everything that could go wrong.
The second son’s private life was a complete mess. He had been sleeping around with men outside the home and had even drugged one of them, resulting in a lawsuit. He still had not been released. The eldest son, meanwhile, had slept with the younger sister who had been raised in their home since childhood. She had not yet turned eighteen at the time, and later became pregnant. And that was not even the end of it. The daughter the Fang family had raised had then gotten into a feud with the eldest son’s fiancée and had nearly killed her. After escaping, she had gone to A City and tried to throw sulfuric acid on the Fang family’s biological daughter. She would soon be going to prison as well.
One shocking incident after another—it was simply horrifying. The Fang family had lost every last bit of their influence, and even their relatives were afraid of being dragged into the mess.
The three children raised by the Fang couple were each more twisted than the last. This was no longer merely a problem with their upbringing; there was something wrong at the very root. Even if there had been nothing wrong with them, people in business had already made up their minds not to associate with the Fang family. There were many things one could choose not to believe, but no one dared to disregard luck. The Fang family had been so disastrously unlucky lately—who knew whether anyone who came into contact with them would end up suffering the same fate?
The three remaining members of the Fang family had already lost every shred of dignity. Their company was on the verge of collapse, and troublemakers came looking for them from time to time—some bringing problems related to business, others simply showing up to beat them up. They could barely remain in H City. At home, the three of them constantly blamed one another, and their lives had become utterly miserable.
They planned to sell their house and leave. The first city they thought of was A City, where Fang Baiwei lived. In the end, however, they chose another city far away from H City. This was not because they had any conscience left, but because they still possessed a little common sense.
They had long been accustomed to living above everyone else. Starting over in A City would have been extremely difficult.
As for the Fang family’s affairs, Mu Yue and Fang Baiwei stopped paying attention to them, and campus life resumed.
During the second semester, Mu Yue always felt that time passed much faster than it had during the first. Her classes were still numerous, and she remained busy. Compared with vacation, it was naturally somewhat tiring, but Mu Yue was very good at finding ways to unwind. She had plenty of entertainment: games, exercise, massages, or simply spending time with Wen Yuanting. In short, she would never wrong herself for anyone.
Spring was brief. As the May Day holiday approached, the air already carried the scent of early summer.
Over the past two months, Mu Yue had drawn quite a few more things. The most valuable prize was a stake in a certain conglomerate worth fifty billion yuan, which could bring Mu Yue annual returns of five hundred million to one billion yuan. The conglomerate was globally renowned. For Mu Yue, the money was secondary; what mattered was that she now owned a piece of it.
The most valuable item after the shares was a luxury yacht worth 1.8 billion yuan.
The yacht had two helipads, measured eighty-eight meters in length, and had five decks with ten suites. Naturally, Mu Yue’s master suite was the largest and most comfortable. It also had entertainment facilities such as a cinema, gym, and spa, as well as a swimming pool with a transparent glass bottom. In addition, the yacht came equipped with a submarine that could hold ten people, along with a speedboat.
As with her private jet, the yacht also came with a professional crew of thirty, providing five-star service.
Mu Yue planned to personally try out her yacht during the May Day holiday.
But it would be a little boring to enjoy it all by herself, so Mu Yue sent invitations to several friends she knew well. Fang Baiwei politely declined first; she had set herself a new study goal for the holiday. Jiajia and Xiaoya also shook their heads and said they could not come.
They felt that simply visiting Mu Yue’s home for New Year’s Eve had already given them a glimpse of the high life. That had at least been in A City, whereas Mu Yue’s yacht was not there. If they went, they would have to buy plane tickets. Although Mu Yue had already said they did not need to buy tickets because she had a private plane, that only made Jiajia and Xiaoya feel even more uncomfortable. They always felt as though they were taking far too much advantage of Mu Yue, and they had no idea what kind of return gift could possibly be appropriate.
Mu Yue did not pressure them. If spending time together made them feel too much pressure, then it would not be very enjoyable anyway.
Lin Xiaoxiao would not be coming this time either. She had plans for the holiday and would be busy making money.
Fortunately, Wen Xue replied that she was free and would come. Ye Luling also responded enthusiastically, saying she would see them then. There was also the senior student Chu Xiaoshi, who made food-related videos. Mu Yue invited Shi Yu as well, but Shi Yu was a busy person too and had activities to organize during the May Day holiday. Knowing that Mu Yue simply wanted some company, she even introduced her to someone: a cousin with a sweet tongue who was very good at providing emotional support. Shi Yu also knew quite a few boys who were emotionally intelligent and good with words, in case Mu Yue needed them.
Mu Yue told Shi Yu to keep that last option on hold for now. She could look into it whenever she got tired of the other kinds of entertainment.
After looking at a photo of Shi Yu’s cousin, Mu Yue found her appearance very appealing and invited her as well. This gathering would be much smaller than the New Year’s Eve party, but that did not matter. A smaller group could have just as much fun.
As soon as the holiday began, Mu Yue arranged a time with everyone. Since this would be an all-girls gathering, she did not bring Wen Yuanting along. It would be a sisters-only trip.
When they arrived at the airport and saw Mu Yue’s private plane, everyone once again exclaimed in amazement. Before setting out, Chu Xiaoshi had already asked Mu Yue whether she could film on the trip, focusing only on the food. Mu Yue felt that it was fine as long as her face was not shown.
Recently, Mu Yue had often watched Chu Xiaoshi’s videos. Sometimes they made her so hungry that she had to order an extra meal. She was curious to see what kind of video Chu Xiaoshi would edit from this trip.
Compared with the students, who were all excited about the outing, Wen Xue was not in particularly high spirits. Fatigue was impossible to conceal from her face. Mu Yue knew what was going on with Wen Xue. Just as in the original story, the white moonlight, Mo Yaru, had entered the entertainment industry, relying on the resources of the overbearing CEO’s childhood friend.
Moreover, the overbearing CEO’s friend was biased toward Mo Yaru, so a great deal of unpleasantness had probably occurred recently.
Wen Xue had not told Mu Yue any of this. For one thing, Mu Yue had previously made it clear that she intended to invest in her, and Wen Xue did not want Mu Yue to think she was incapable of handling matters herself. For another, the things that had happened did not seem like anything major to Wen Xue. They were simply irritating and disgusting.
After boarding the plane, Wen Xue told Mu Yue that she was going to get some sleep first. The plane was spacious, and Mu Yue had arranged a private seat for her. The other girls also knew better than to disturb her.
Breathing in the faint fragrance lingering in the air, Wen Xue finally felt her nerves relax. Before long, her eyelids slipped shut.
The activity buddy Shi Yu had introduced was nicknamed Xiao Yan. Her full name was Wen Siman, and she was as cheerful and lively as a little swallow. She said that when she was little, she had always pronounced the sound “yan” whenever she was learning to speak, so her family had simply given her that nickname.
Some people had teased her for sounding old-fashioned, but she didn’t think it was old-fashioned at all. Swallows were adorable—what was so uncool about that?
With her around, the atmosphere stayed lively the whole time. They played board games together, and she was even outgoing enough to rope the flight attendants into a game of Werewolf. She really was an excellent activity buddy.
At lunchtime, Mu Yue had someone wake Wen Xue, and they enjoyed a delicious meal together on the plane. Chu Xiaoshi took some beautiful photos of the food and kept giving Mu Yue a thumbs-up.
The airport was some distance from the harbor, so after leaving the airport, Mu Yue and the others took a car there. Once they arrived, they finally got to see her luxury yacht—and it was breathtakingly beautiful.
At the same time, however, she noticed people taking pictures in front of her yacht. It wasn’t just one or two people, but an entire group.
According to the locals, they were also the children of a wealthy family who owned a yacht and had brought people there to have fun. Clearly, though, the moment they saw Mu Yue’s yacht, they couldn’t resist taking pictures. The more they took, the more carried away they became, until they actually wanted to go aboard for photos.
Mu Yue said nothing. She merely looked at the management staff. She had paid them a considerable sum—was this how they were going to let people board her yacht whenever they pleased?
The staff hurried forward with apologetic smiles to stop them. The group of rich heirs argued unhappily for a couple of sentences, but when they realized that the yacht’s owner had arrived, they finally agreed to leave. Then they immediately changed their attitude and began looking among Mu Yue’s companions for the owner of the yacht.
Mu Yue had encountered situations like this many times and paid them no mind. She had no intention of acknowledging them, but just then, one of them suddenly recognized Wen Xue and shouted, “Wen Xue? Are you Wen Xue?”
