QT: Against My Will (Volume 1)

2.23 - Another down - Mr. and Mrs. Jelly

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Edited by Dymens

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After two and a half years — Bing Shi twenty-four and Xuan Mu twenty-two years old.

Within a famous tea house, behind the private room's glass windows thrived a colorful garden; the flowers grew wild and free, matching the scent of a fragrant tea with a sweet serenity.

Guan Lin, a man in his early fifties, with a strong air of aristocracy, had many mistresses, but none of them could give him what he desired — a son.

Guan Lin ended up with one legitimate and five illegitimate daughters. Then, he met him at one of the gatherings. Xuan Mu was exactly what he wanted from his son. With this youth's combined strength, he became a prime minister, "Investing in third world countries? They are rich in resources, but those resources are occupied by other leaders. Overall those countries are so poor that they even need help from other countries..."

Xuan Mu tapped his finger on the table, "Did those charities, schools, and hospitals change something? No. Donating to the poor often makes them poorer. People need a constant flow of money. For us it's cheap labor but for them? They'll worship us because instead of colonizing them, we are allowing them to become rich..."

'Taking over the government, hm? How fun.' Could billionaires solve world hunger? If money could solve everything, there would have been no problems in the world. It was not about a lack of money but a lack of a system. Using donations was what the corrupt government of those countries wanted, so they could cut out the health budget, and steal everything from the citizens. To solve the problem, people would need to go against the government, and going against those 'leaders' was like going into a civil war.

Discussing work with Bing Shi would help him to relieve stress; most often, she understood nothing. The same went for him whenever she started to speak about her occupation, but with time they would catch a few things from each other.

"How?" Guan Lin asked.

"Under our names, we'll build new roads, companies, factories, tourist attractions..." Xuan Mu revealed a part of his plans, 'My Bing Shi is going to make it big.'

"I see the potential. I'll contact some of my friends..." Guan Lin eyed the man before him with a determined look, "Now, call me father."

"Father? I am not interested in such kinks." Xuan Mu raised an eyebrow, holding back not shooting the other man with fed-up eye rolls, "I have no father."

"What about a father-in-law? I'll give you one of my daughters." If somebody saw Guan Lin, the prime minister of the country, begging a young man to call him father, they would cough up blood from disbelief!

"I'd rather marry a crocodile than your daughters," chuckled Xuan Mu, remembering his Bing Shi in her crocodile pajamas.

"They are useless but still my blood! What are your criteria for a woman?" asked Guan Lin. Xuan Mu said he was straight, which meant he had to be into women.

Guan Lin introduced him to a few, but even though Xuan Mu acted like he was interested in all of the introduced females, that brat never made a move on any of them!

Xuan Mu took a look outside of the windows, at the lush garden, while describing a few of his girlfriend's features, "The most beautiful woman in the world; around twenty-four years old with a master's degree from at least one of the top hundred universities in the world. A reputation without a speck of dust, and a virgin."