Trillionaire's Slice of Life

As she descended from the back seat of the Rolls-Royce Phantom, dressed in refreshing attire with her forehead slightly moist with sweat, Zhan Bingxue stood respectfully to one side.

Her feet in sneakers, the woman with snowy white, long, and well-proportioned legs bowed her head slightly while saying with a smile,

"Mr. Chu, good morning!"

Chu Mo nodded.

The morning sun wasn't scorching but carried a pleasant warmth that made one feel comfortable and content. Chu Mo's gaze swept across the villa opposite, and upon realizing that the figure with the world-class beauty had disappeared, he casually spoke with a touch of curiosity,

"Just now... that was the big star Sun Qing, right?"

Upon hearing this, she nodded gently, her stunningly beautiful face bright with a radiant smile, as she respectfully said,

"Yes, that's the singing sensation Sun Qing, the genius who won the International Music Award last year. I met her during my early morning run. If Mr. Chu is interested, I could introduce you...!"

With the corners of his mouth curling up into a slight smile and suddenly letting out a light chuckle, Chu Mo said indifferently,

"Money really is a wonderful thing. Things I couldn't even dare to dream of before can now be done with ease."

With his words hanging in the air, he said no more and looked around the villa before him. Visiting this place for the first time, Chu Mo, looking at the comfortable and pleasant scenery, warmly said,

"How is it? Is it comfortable living here? Is there anything you aren't accustomed to?"

The two of them walked forward, toward the villa with a total area of 7,300 square meters, which also had a very large courtyard.

Unlike the colorful and lush Emperor's Mansion, this place had a predominance of various trees.

Even more so in the center of the yard, there stood an ancient tree so thick that it would take three adults to embrace it, creating a sense of overshadowing the sky.

Zhan Bingxue closely followed Chu Mo's side, but conscientiously stayed half a step behind, chuckling softly,

"It feels surreal, as if I'm living in a dream. For me, this place is really like heaven. If there's one thing I'm concerned about... it's fearing that I won't perform well enough and let down your expectations, Mr. Chu."

"You're doing very well!"

As they walked past the ancient tree in front of the villa, four maids stood respectfully on either side. A woman around thirty, wearing glasses and looking sophisticated, approached proactively and bent down to greet him,

"Miss Zhan, breakfast is ready."

Nodding gently to the woman, Zhan Bingxue, who was diligent and polite, inquired,

"Mr. Chu, have you had breakfast yet?"

Chu Mo shook his head, and Zhan Bingxue, her demeanor immediately turning serious, instructed the sophisticated woman,

"Please prepare an additional breakfast; Mr. Chu will be dining here."

The woman in the professional suit nodded immediately in response. As Chu Mo settled onto the plush sofa, Zhan Bingxue promptly said with a hint of apology,

"Mr. Chu, I'll go upstairs and change my clothes; would you like to start your meal first?"

Chu Mo gestured with his hand dismissively, casually surveying the living room as he said lightly,

"You go ahead; I'll wait here for a while."

Without further ado, Zhan Bingxue headed upstairs with respectful demeanor.

Having just finished her morning run, she was drenched in sweat and naturally needed a shower.

The living room quickly fell into silence. There were a total of four maids plus the sophisticated woman in glasses, five in all, and in the kitchen, a chef busy with breakfast preparations. There were also six bodyguards—three men and three women—so at least twelve servants attended to Zhan Bingxue.

Such treatment is affordable only in very wealthy and noble families.

This villa, valued at seven hundred million RMB, was visited by Chu Mo for the first time since its purchase—the whole villa was his own, and strictly speaking, Zhan Bingxue was just a temporary tenant living here. Of course, Chu Mo didn't charge her any rent.

Buying this villa cost Chu Mo a total of eight hundred million RMB because he also bought the Yuan blue and white porcelain that was worth one hundred million RMB inside the villa.

His gaze casually swept over the enormous living room, which was three stories high and had an open layout. Near the staircase, there stood a crystal chandelier one meter in diameter and over ten meters tall, reaching straight up to the ceiling.

Chu Mo once heard the original owner of the villa, Lin Hongqiang, mention in passing that this chandelier was produced in Germany and had to be cleaned once a year. The labor cost for a single cleaning was as high as one hundred thousand RMB.

Its opulence was evident!

The layout of the living room was similar to that of Emperor's Mansion Villa Number One, but the entire decoration style exuded even more splendor and majesty, which slightly differed from Emperor Xuan's more classical and reserved tone.

After the maid served the fragrant tea and stepped aside, Chu Mo suddenly stood up, then leisurely walked to the side of the living room, focusing on an antique vase in front of him—his eyes slightly brightened.

If he wasn't mistaken, this vase, similar in size to ordinary ones but with a slightly odd style, was indeed the one hundred million RMB valued Yuan blue and white antique.

Chu Mo still remembered the reluctance in Lin Guodong's eyes when he sold him this vase.

Looking from the left to the right, and even up close to inspect it carefully, Chu Mo, who inherently lacked an appreciation for the arts, couldn't see what was so special about the vase in front of him.

Just as he was about to pick it up and examine it more closely, a gentle cough suddenly came from beside him. Following that, the quiet woman with glasses he had just seen was now standing silently beside him.

And from the depths of her eyes, Chu Mo clearly noticed a hint of hesitation and struggle.

Obviously, from Zhan Bingxue's demeanor a moment ago, she knew that the man in front of her was of no ordinary status—at the very least, not someone she could afford to offend.

And as Chu Mo intended to touch the one hundred million RMB valued Yuan blue and white porcelain, the woman, bound by her duties, needed to intervene with a reminder, which was why she appeared so troubled!

Seeing the wariness in her eyes, Chu Mo suddenly laughed softly and shook his head, thinking how ironic it was that he couldn't even touch his own possessions.

Ignoring the woman beside him, he picked up the vase, examined it casually, and said nonchalantly,

"You don't have to worry, if I break it, it's on me. I won't make it difficult for you."

Upon hearing this, the woman who had taken a half step back immediately said no more.

Naturally, even if he looked more closely, Chu Mo couldn't discern any particular detail.

In his mind though, he felt that the one hundred million RMB valued Yuan blue and white porcelain wasn't as imposing as the thirty million RMB blue and white porcelain in Emperor Xuan's living room.

After placing the Yuan blue and white porcelain back in its place, Chu Mo casually scanned the living room for a while but didn't go upstairs.

Although the whole villa was his, since Zhan Bingxue was currently residing there, and she was a woman, Chu Mo didn't want to go upstairs and chance upon seeing something he shouldn't.

The wait was slightly longer than expected, so Chu Mo thought Zhan Bingxue must be meticulously getting dressed.

As Chu Mo checked his wrist for the time again, a series of light and rhythmic footsteps sounded, and upon looking up, he saw a graceful figure descending the staircase leisurely.

Unlike the casual sportswear she had on earlier, Zhan Bingxue was now wearing a business suit that emanated a strong professional vibe.

It gave her a very efficient aura.

Zhan Bingxue's well-proportioned figure was even more slender in this kind of concealing attire.

Her tall physique, combined with the faint noble air about her and the deep V-cut at the collar of her outfit, conveyed a sense of sexiness and sophistication.

Her stunning cheeks were adorned with delicate makeup, and her dark red hair was casually draped over her shoulders. At this moment, Zhan Bingxue was radiant and resembled a Heavenly Immortal.

"Sorry to have kept you waiting!"