Trillionaire's Slice of Life

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Dressed in red, Nangong Yi strode forward, but as she crossed the five-meter red line without realizing and continued to advance, dozens of bodyguards responsible for the perimeter immediately reacted.

However, the first to act was not Fan Gao from Chu Mo's side, but the personal guard of Princess Mina—the Caucasian bodyguard who had accompanied Fan Gao closely back at The Bund.

The Caucasian hulk, about one meter ninety tall with eyes sharp as an eagle, was muscular and swift. At the moment Nangong Yi stepped over the five-meter red line, he moved forward with incredible speed.

In a single stride, he covered a two-meter distance. With just two steps, taking less than a second, he already appeared in front of Nangong Yi.

At the same time, the agile Caucasian man did not hold back because his opponent, Nangong Yi, was a seemingly fragile woman; his hands turned into claws, locking onto Nangong Yi's shoulders. As he exerted force, the woman in red became rigid on the spot!

It was not until then that nearly a hundred bodyguards around the area sprang into action. In an instant, they surrounded Chu Mo and Princess Mina, all looking ready for a serious confrontation.

For these bodyguards, the fact that the intruder was a woman did not warrant a relaxed vigilance. Often, seemingly weak women are more adept at disguising themselves, and once they lash out, the damage they can inflict is even more terrifying!

"Misunderstanding... Mr. Chu, Your Highness, it's all a misunderstanding!"

The middle-aged man five meters away shouted loudly; it was precisely because he sensed the bodyguards' alertness that he had stopped at a greater distance. He had not anticipated that someone breaching the security line would trigger such a massive response.

Of course, the reason why Chu Mo's bodyguards had such a strong reaction was related to the previous attack incident. Although that attack turned out to be a self-staged ploy by Yang Duoer, it also sounded an alarm for the entire security team.

In addition, with the head of the detective agency, Jiang Tao, still in the hospital, and the standoff with Su Zhengxiong, the result was that security around Chu Mo had been elevated several notches compared to before.

Nangong Yi, who had brazenly intruded into the security perimeter, was subdued, and nearly a hundred bodyguards thoroughly sealed off the surroundings. Not only Nangong Yi but also Huang Haoran, who was standing with his hands up at the side, was surrounded by more than a dozen bodyguards.

Amidst the urgent calls of the middle-aged man, Chu Mo suddenly felt it somewhat amusing. He knew the identities of the man and woman opposite him and naturally understood that they held no ill will towards him; however, the bodyguards' reaction was out of concern for his safety, so he couldn't blame them.

Finally, turning his gaze to Yang Xuan beside him, Chu Mo slightly raised an eyebrow and said indifferently,

"You handle this matter!"

As he finished speaking, Chu Mo gestured towards Princess Mina beside him, and then the two of them headed for the building in front of them, hand in hand.

As Chu Mo's figure was about to disappear, he suddenly said,

"Some things, it's time for a conclusion!"

After these words, the figures of Chu Mo and the blonde disappeared completely from view.

Only then did Yang Xuan, who had been expressionless until now, take a deep breath. She looked up at the starless sky, covered by thick clouds that night. After a moment of silence, she exhaled the last bit of heaviness from her chest, her mind reaching a resolution.

Yang Xuan clearly remembered the party several months ago, where she had been naive and fearless.

At that time, everyone in the banquet hall was someone she had to look up to. She was jubilant to be favored by the CEO and thrilled to get signatures and photos with her favorite celebrities.

Back then, she was just an innocent girl, simple-minded and ordinary.

On the other hand, Nangong Yi, dressed in red, stood high and mighty as a big star. Even now, she vividly remembered the mocking glances from countless people at that party and how she shivered after being soaked in wine.

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That would become the nightmare she could never shake off for the rest of her life.

Yang Xuan, in a black strapless dress, leisurely walked forward. As she moved, towering bodyguards parted to create a passage for her. When she, in her high heels, came to the side of Nangong Yi—who was being held by a Caucasian bodyguard—she slightly tilted her head up and, with a condescending look, gently spoke:

"Have you tasted it? That feeling of being oppressed, unable to move?

Have you felt it? The emotion of being humiliated under the public's eye?

Even now, I clearly remember every single sentence you whispered in my ear at the time.

You said that high society is nothing but indifferent and cruel!"

Adorned in red, now with her shoulders clamped by a huge Caucasian man, Nangong Yi, stripped of all elegance, was furiously red-faced. In a shrill voice, she retorted:

"I've already apologized for that incident, publicly slapped myself on the face for it. Because of that, I've become a joke in the entire upper echelon. Are you still not satisfied?"

No sooner had Nangong Yi finished speaking than a middle-aged man, surrounded by a dozen black-clad bodyguards, his face already dark as water, suddenly bellowed:

"Hold your tongue… and apologize to Miss Yang this instant!"

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In the grand lobby of Changshou Building on the first floor, Chu Mo and Princess Mina walked side by side. Leading the way in front of him was Liang Bing, a bewitching beauty.

For both of them, whether it was Huang Haoran, worth two hundred and ninety billion outside, or his canary, Nangong Yi, both were insignificant in the eyes of Chu Mo and Princess Mina. They were merely fleeting passersby, incapable of leaving the slightest ripple.

As for how Yang Xuan would handle the matter, Chu Mo would only watch from the sidelines, never interfering, according to the promise made beforehand.

"Chu, this vase seems to be from the Song Dynasty official kilns; I specifically studied Hua Country's porcelain before and feel somewhat confident about these antiques."

In the opulent first-floor lobby, as Princess Mina's gaze was drawn to an ancient porcelain piece filled with Chinese charm in the corner, she broke into a smile and spoke.

At this moment, Liang Bing, clad in a light-colored shirt with a beige jacket on the outside, stepped forward gently. Tucking a playful strand of hair behind her ear, this world-class beauty, exuding noble grace, smilingly said:

"Your Highness, this piece was acquired from an art and porcelain auction in Hong Kong. It is a treasured Ming Jiajing multicolored fish and algae pattern large jar from the Lecong Hall. The bidding started at 120 million Hong Kong dollars and closed at 188 million, amounting to 214 million after commission.

This porcelain has a unique feature; its blue-and-white sections are all fired in a wood-fired kiln.

In fact, historically, high-temperature porcelains from official kilns all came from wood-fired kilns. The wood-fired kiln's unique fuel—Masson pine—is rich in pine resin, which, when burnt, can nourish the porcelain body and enhance the quality. Especially the blue-and-white produced from wood-fired kilns; the material penetrates into the porcelain like it's growing within it, vibrant with life…!"

Liang Bing, who had the second most enchanting looks after Ding Qian among the ninety-five tier attendants in Tianxiang Garden, had a voice like a siren's call, her sparkling eyes bright and clear, as dazzling as stars, and her gaze as curved as crescents, as if the spirit within them was spilling out.

And just then, while at Chu Mo's side, Princess Mina, dressed in opulent attire and likewise with heavenly beauty, gently tugged at her protruding sleeve.
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As he turned to face her, the princess, who was already thirty-four but appeared to be just past twenty, suddenly leaned in close to Chu Mo's ear, her face full of smiles:

"Chu, if we were to compare, who's more beautiful?"