I have a dreamy castle

y two million in the bank app, Cheng Ch

ights, he earned a sum of money that many

ht, Master Cheng

tronic music party at the Fantasy Castle, they brought in doz

d with various sports cars. The rich second generation o

htclub audio equipment and high-quality service from various uniformed lad

erage expenditure per perso

spending and special promotions during the trial

Yunxi would host the final night of the electroni

s, Cai Yunxi's presence was consid

gimmicks that resulted in a three-year slump.

ome was estim

feel overly joyful. He only felt a bit more relaxed, knowing

d downs, his mentality se

orrected his habit of sleepi

the mountain along the winding

uld reach the foot

castle on West Mountain, not a to

or morning exercises and the roaring

oad, there was only a large food stall

San, th

houted to his uncle San, who was busy in

ka

fan hummed, and Uncl

heng's actual uncle; the food stall w

car racing, he had supper here a few times. In his

the castle, Cheng Cheng

e, have

Xiao Yun, brought a

ol. With a graceful and radiant personality, she had no typical shyness or awkwardn

y, Xiao Yun, has toda

I'll go get

wing no sign of finding Chen

ank

o need to be

un brought t

eople read newspapers, but

newspapers when he could read the news anytime, anywhere on

t understand that

spapers. Surprisingly, reading newspapers was more enjoyable than refre

tea and opened the stack o

ont page of Jiangnan D

d Tears Complaint f

had also adapted to the

ow, and he wanted to find out. For a few days, there was no new

do with him as the future inheritor of the group. He h

ad collapsed, it had e

ed at the headlin

ing factory, burdened with a debt of over a million, couldn't pay the workers' wages. Under tremendous psychological pressure, he chose to take e

no one apolog

ted thousands of families, an

pending money extravagantly, Cheng Ch

lso a

ting to curse his dad a few times, '

terly. Cursing his dad w

ional fluctuations, even his

, your br

ng's breakfast over, placi

with deep-fried dough sticks, and t

the millet porridge an

ilometers down from the

steam, its temperature was just right, not sca

r time. No one is c

heartily, generou

mily's millet porr

our in the morning, simmers it over a low flame, and it takes

reakfast. Xiao Yun was not busy, and she lik

us dish, there is ded

rase from a gourmet show, an

re you still

g was a person with cultivated

aduated fr

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d he didn't come back during the

is yo

ed away a lo

sor

, it's bee

eng Cheng could sense her

she was nagging, but now, with her sudden absence,

ther bowl of m

, a customer c

Yun smiled and said, "Che

ng nodded

et. By around nine o'clock, there we

ot of tea, sitting with Cheng Cheng,

s, returning to the castle around five in the afternoon after havi

do you have

ha

ng was a bit off, and he was focusing on reading the new

ng Cheng rais

ushed his reading glasses

le San, what's your

thought fo

ind a good job, marry a good wife

versity, find a good job, marry a good

it, I'm

t to supper, aimed to earn more money. Unexpectedly, Uncle San's wishes were so simpl

ctations ye

asked, "Uncle San, don'

rich, but some things can

ing with Uncle San's perspec

s need to be based on

ull, what's the point o