Reaching the age of thirty, my income randomly doubled-Chapter 593 - 386: The Increasingly Sensible Chen An’an

Chapter 593: Chapter 386: The Increasingly Sensible Chen An’an

Magic City, Bund Community.

A big and two small figures surrounded Little Third Chen Lu, who was sound asleep, their eyes twinkling with intelligence.

Er Piya’s eyes were sharp, her big eyes squinting to a slit, “Dad, Little Third can’t possibly go live in a mansion, right?”

“Yeah, once you sprawl out in the Xiangjiang villa, could he still believe he’s middle class?”

Chen An’an also perched her feet up, holding her chin with one hand, voicing her own different thoughts.

“You two might be worrying too much.”

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The whole family was about to move to Xiangjiang. The only controversy was whether to take Little Third Chen Lu with them.

If he doesn’t go, he’ll certainly cry.

But if he goes and lives in a mansion, what if he retains that memory?

Chen Pingsheng said, “He’s not even one year old, six months shy of it, what memories could he have? You two hurry up and pack!”

Old Chen laid down the law, disregarding the common opinion of the two little ones.

Er Piya and Chen An’an exchanged glances, wasn’t it just about bringing a person over?

What luggage was there to pack?

Of course, it was about buying whatever they needed once they got there.

Forget it… Chen Pingsheng simply gave up on explaining; he took them to board his own private jet worth over seven hundred million.

As for his wife, she went to Capital City for a meeting and would arrive in Xiangjiang two days later.

It was quite convenient to travel from Magic City to Xiangjiang – take off and soon after watching a short film in the air, you’d arrive.

Chen An’an hadn’t been to Xiangjiang for a long time, and she missed it dearly.

Shen Youwei arrived in a stretched top-of-the-line Phantom driven by a chauffeur, coming to pick up Chen An’an.

The air in this hilltop villa was simply lovely.

As soon as they arrived home, Er Piya suggested going shopping; it was nearly New Year’s, and she couldn’t be without new clothes.

Chen Pingsheng indulged her, seeing the situation at home was such that even Shen Youwei couldn’t handle it alone.

They even had to call over her schoolmate Zhao Yingying to join them.

Calling the headquarters, Zhao Yingying scooted over with her small bag quickly in tow.

With the two of them accompanying on the shopping trip plus a few bodyguards, he as the father simply couldn’t be bothered to go.

After arriving in Xiangjiang, Er Piya was let loose, scampering all over the place.

With a card in hand, she owned the world.

That’s more like it, what’s the point of pretending to be middle class?

Being a second-generation heiress of a wealthy family is her true identity, of course.

Her transformation was quick enough, toting Little Fatty around, she went shopping with her sister at Harbour City.

This was Xiangjiang’s largest and most famous shopping center, where global luxury brands congregated.

Er Piya wanted to buy not just clothes, but also toy pandas and Barbie dolls.

Anything and everything she wanted, she could buy.

By the time she finished shopping and returned home, it was already five in the afternoon.

The lifestyle of the wealthy was simple and pure.

No need to eat the spicy pork stir-fry often cooked by Dad, a Filipino maid handed her a small tablet.

Er Piya ordered all her favorite seafood: Kobe beef, king crab legs, French foie gras, and French blue lobster.

She ordered one of each.

Whether she could finish eating was not important; the key was that it had been a long time since she enjoyed such a carefree life.

It must be said that a lot of a child’s confidence is bred from the experience and discernment given by their parents.

Er Piya, wherever she went, could put on airs and carry herself like a boss, difficult to say if it wasn’t aided by these family habits.

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Shen Youwei and Zhao Yingying also took a tablet each, even though they had both lived here for a while.

But each visit to this place never failed to shatter their own views on spending.

Just for a meal, they could order from among the eight great Chinese cuisines, or pick Japanese cuisine and French western food.

Fine wines and spirits were also readily available.

Shen Youwei ordered a simple plate of fried rice with egg; don’t think it’s just a simple dish, different chefs cook it differently and that makes different prices.

The Macau tycoon once ate a plate of fried rice with egg inspired by Stephen Chow’s “God of Cookery” that cost five thousand Hong Kong dollars.

Simply put, after arriving in Xiangjiang, their family finally returned to the usual standards of the wealthy.

As for Little Third.

Er Piya already came up with a brilliant solution.

Little Third, ah, your sister here successfully infiltrated the mansion as a tiny security guard, I’m sneaking you in, this is not our home.

While saying that, she stuffed a piece of beef cooked to medium rare into her mouth.

Little Third’s saliva was drooling down, her little hands constantly fumbling, wanting to try the taste.

What does a half-year-old Little Fart Kid need beef for, a lick of the residual meat flavor on her finger can keep her giggling for a long time.

“I say Chen Xinyi, aren’t you being too much?”

“How could I, Dad, I’m just teaching Little Third from a young age that one must endure the bitterest of the bitter to become a superior person.”

Chen Pingsheng didn’t believe a word she said.

It’s the spoiled brat who is more sensible, knowing to feed her younger brother a bit of meat.

“You two rest for two days first; after two days, I will take you to work at the restaurant.”

Going to work at the restaurant again, Er Piya didn’t want to go at all, but her sister was okay with it.

It’s a pity she knows, the least important opinion in the family is hers.

Resistance is futile.

Then you can only obey honestly.

Having eaten her fill, Er Piya patted her little belly, ready to take a stroll in the yard.

And after dinner, her sister would go to practice boxing; she’s had a martial arts foundation since she was young and now looks even more formidable and proper when fighting.

Er Piya was very envious but didn’t feel like moving much; why stand when you can lie down, right?

Chen An’an finished her training and was about to go to the foreigner’s super restaurant; she herself was quite looking forward to it.

This wealthy life doesn’t excite her anymore; she prefers to experience all sorts of lives.

“Youwei, is Fat Madam still doing okay?”

“She’s doing great,” said Shen Youwei. “After the construction of the foreigner’s super restaurant, she was transferred there as the deputy manager. The reputation of the foreigner’s restaurant there is excellent now, and that’s all thanks to you.”

Chen An’an was quite pleased, mainly because that restaurant was her suggestion to invest and build.

It’s also her first charitable project in name, so of course, she cares about it.

“We’ll go visit her together in a couple of days.”

Chen An’an then asked about Shen Youwei’s experiences over the past year or so; her own experiences have been quite simple.

Every day just going to work and then sending money back after getting paid.

As for Chen An’an herself, her experiences were rich.

A year ago, her dad’s business was growing larger, but the time he could spend with them was becoming less and less.

So at that time, she liked to go shopping, live streaming, and carrying a Small Erhu around to play everywhere.

Anyway, she was creating chaos however she could.

This year is obviously different; her dad has carved out a lot of time for her.

Although he didn’t explicitly tell her what to do and what not to do, he has been teaching and accompanying her all along, making her understand that her identity, in fact, comes with many responsibilities.

So afterward, she stopped live streaming and playing the Small Erhu everywhere.

Shen Youwei and Zhao Yingying listened with astonishment; it was hard to imagine that a big boss would open a restaurant in a village-like area for two months because of his daughter.

And personally worked as a chef for two months.

A father’s love is like a mountain.

Even Chen An’an herself found it quite incredible.

“No wonder your dad said you have become much more sensible this year.”

“I have to be sensible; my Dad is so busy, yet he was willing to accompany me to spend two months in the village, if I still didn’t understand, he would be heartbroken.”

Chen An’an, though young, sighed.

“So you’re really not playing the erhu and live streaming anymore?”

“No more of that; my sister is so smart, her grades are always at the top wherever she goes. If I, as an older sister, am too poor in comparison, wouldn’t that be too disgraceful?”

Shen Youwei and Zhao Yingying exchanged glances, feeling like the young lady had changed a great deal over the year.

Actually, considering her age, it’s quite normal.

Especially having a father like that, who is now clearly setting aside a large portion of his time from his business to accompany his daughter as she grows up.

If she doesn’t grow up a bit, it really would be letting down her parents’ intentions.

Turns out being born into a wealthy family is not just about enjoyment.

It comes with even greater responsibilities to bear.