Trillionaire's Slice of Life

The Tianxiangyuan Grand Hotel's thirty-third floor ballroom, as the only seven-star hotel in Neon City, is terrifying in its opulence.

Bathed under the multicolored lights above, the golden floors and walls flicker with a dazzling brilliance.

The enormous chandeliers and countless neon lights danced non-stop, a few strong beams centered on the stage in the middle of the hall, where Hua Country's superstar Lin Lei was singing with passion.

In the dance floor below, couples glided gracefully, while tables around them were laden with an assortment of pastries and drinks, easily numbering in the hundreds.

Those who made it here were definitely the crème de la crème, holding invitations, and billionaires worth tens of billions; within this space, there were quite a few from affluent families like Neon City's Fan family, with assets in the hundreds of billions.

Chu Mo, holding a wine glass in his hand and the other hand in his pocket, leaned comfortably against a stone pillar near the window, the colorful lights in front of him casting a blurry, dream-like beauty due to his lack of glasses.

The figure of the Family Head's daughter, Fan Pingping, had disappeared from sight, and he did not try to retain her. At his level, he no longer liked to force things and preferred taking a more natural approach to many matters.

Cooperating with the Fan family had been a spur of the moment decision for him; it would be great to see results, but he wouldn't be disappointed if it came to naught.

Worst comes to worst, he could continue to increase his investment in the detective agency, allowing Jiang Tao to develop according to the original plan.

Chu Mo was only twenty-five now, and it had been just a mere three months since he got the unlimited bank card.

In these three months, he had achieved what most people could not in their lifetimes.

He wasn't seventy or eighty without time to wait; for Chu Mo now, having gotten past the novice stage, even those who might harbor thoughts of messing with him would have to weigh their own strength. Thus, Chu Mo could afford to be unhurried as he slowly developed his plans.

As Chu Mo's gaze settled on the bustling life before him, his mind was actually full of various messy thoughts, and without his glasses to make things clear, he subconsciously squinted.

What Chu Mo didn't realize was that this focused look of his was also captivating the eyes of those heiresses.

As he unconsciously finished the last half-glass of red wine, a short-haired girl, dressed rather hot, gently stood before him,

Unlike the surrounding lavishly dressed young ladies, this girl was in a short skirt and tank top, her snow-white thighs and ivory-like skin quickening one's heartbeat. The girl with the brisk short hair held a wine glass, her pretty cheeks radiant as she said:

"I see you've been here alone for quite a while. No companion?"

Chu Mo shook his head. He didn't want to entangle with anyone. Not mentioning the cooperation with the Fan family, the hotel negotiations also didn't allow him to be distracted. Gesturing lightly with the empty glass in hand, Chu Mo casually said:

"I came with someone else, and I have some matters to discuss later."

"Oh, won't you invite me for a dance?"

When the short-skirted girl made the invitation, Chu Mo frowned subconsciously. His words just now should have indicated refusal.

Waving over a waiter nearby, and as they approached, Chu Mo placed his empty glass on the tray, then apologized:

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A touch of disappointment flashed in the girl's eyes, and then she turned and left.

Chu Mo's gaze searched the ballroom, hoping to find the Family Head of the Fan family, but the dance floor was too crowded, and his vision was too blurry without his glasses, so he could only shake his head and give up.

Seating himself in the rest area by the window, Chu Mo was about to summon Danny nearby to inquire about the contract situation when a figure appeared before him again.

Looking up, he saw the figure was none other than Fan Pingping, the returning eldest daughter of the Fan family.

"Something the matter?"

Chu Mo saw the woman in white staring straight at him and casually asked.

Dressed in a simple white dress, like a pure snow lotus, the young woman tilted her head slightly. She blinked her bright eyes and with a crisp voice said:

"Why did you turn down Xiao Ya's invitation just now? Isn't she pretty?"

At her words, Chu Mo glanced at the young woman in front of him and said calmly:

"It has nothing to do with whether she's pretty or not. I didn't wear my glasses, so princesses and maidservants all look the same to me. And the reason, haven't I mentioned it already? I'm going to be busy with some things in a while."

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For the first time, the young woman opposite him widened her eyes, pointing to her own nose, she said:

"So, you didn't even see what I look like?"

Chu Mo's lips lifted slightly as he shook his head gently, saying casually:

"Not exactly. I'm nearsighted, not blind. Your face is a bit of a blur in my eyes, hard to see clearly, but you seem pretty."

The young woman named Fan Pingping elegantly took a seat across from him, no longer bearing her earlier pride and aloofness.

"Don't think I've changed my mind or that you still have a chance. My father was the one who forced me to come here. He said you're not like the typical rich kids, that you should be among the top in your age group, and that I had to talk with you for half an hour, otherwise tonight's meeting wouldn't count."

Chu Mo had no interest in the young woman before him. On the contrary, he was quite curious about her father, Fan Zhijian, the leader of Neon City's fifth-wealthiest family, who seemed to like playing his cards in an unconventional fashion, pushing his daughter towards a stranger upon their first meeting.