Chapter 86

"Basically, that's how it is, so she is now your sister and will live with you." In the villa in San Francisco, Li Xu introduced Zhao Yazhi to the twins in this way.

Lin Fengjiao managed to force a smile and nodded friendly at Zhao Yazhi, but Lin Qingxia was completely dazed, as if she didn't understand what he was saying.

Similarly, Zhao Yazhi had a dumbfounded expression, even though she had already heard about the twins from Deng Lijun. Hearing it was one thing, but seeing it was another.

Only Deng Lijun, sitting on the single sofa, leisurely sipped her tea.

"Perfect, since Yazhi is from Hong Kong, you can practice Cantonese with her, and Yazhi can practice Mandarin with Fengjiao and Qingxia." Li Xu continued with a face that showed he saw nothing.

"Don't worry, Yazhi, TVB won't lift your suspension anytime soon. Just treat this as a vacation. You've already informed your family." After they had a moment to digest it, Li Xu spoke again, "If you don't want to go back, it's no problem. I'll buy your contract from TVB, just like theirs."

He pointed at the twins as he said this.

"But..." Zhao Yazhi wanted to say something.

"However, after you rest for a while, you'll need to learn English and acting like them. Of course, if you just want to be a canary, I can satisfy you." Li Xu interrupted with a smile.

Zhao Yazhi was immediately speechless.

"Alright, that's it. You can chat, I'll make a call." He got up and walked to another room.

As soon as he entered the study, Lin Qingxia followed, "A... Ah Xu."

"Is there something you need?" Li Xu was a bit surprised but not at all polite. He closed the door and immediately pulled her into his arms.

"Y... Yes..." Lin Qingxia struggled a bit but then stopped, "My... My sister wants to come and see, can you... can you..."

Her stammering made Li Xu frown, but he wasn't concerned about that, "When I went to Taiwan, didn't she already come?"

"She is still... a bit worried..." Lin Qingxia showed a pleading look.

I bet it's not that your sister wants to come and see, but that she wants to sneak over, Li Xu thought to himself.

Lin Fengjiao and Lin Qingxia had already told their families about what happened to them, but in a vague way. Lin Fengjiao directly told her parents and siblings that she was with a man and not to worry; Lin Qingxia repeatedly told her family not to inquire about her situation, saying she was fine.

From this, it was clear that the two women had different attitudes. Lin Fengjiao had completely resigned herself, while Lin Qingxia still had some of the qualities of a heroine from a Qiong Yao novel.

However, Lin Qingxia had many friends in San Francisco, like the Taiwanese writer Yun Jing. Not to mention her sister and brother-in-law. If her sister sneaked over and had a confrontation with Li Xu, leading to his retaliation, that would be terrible.

Lin Fengjiao's social circle was much simpler, with few friends in San Francisco, so one was hesitant and the other straightforward. Of course, neither had fully disclosed the situation to their friends, as it wasn't something to be proud of.

"Don't worry, I'm leaving tomorrow, and Harvard is starting soon. I have to report, so I won't be back for at least a couple of weeks." Li Xu said.

"O... Opening? Oh, right, you said you were going to Harvard." Lin Qingxia was stunned for a few seconds, then stammered. Only at this moment did she realize that the man controlling her was only 18 and still a student.

"So, be a bit more enthusiastic tonight." Li Xu said, patting her buttocks lightly.

Lin Qingxia was startled at first, then quickly reacted, her face turning red, but she still lowered her head and nodded.

She didn't go back on her word and was indeed more proactive that night, but still very conservative, not unlocking many羞耻 (shameful) positions, which made Li Xu both regretful and more excited.

After that, as he said, Harvard was about to start, and he had to go to the East Coast. Although Zhao Yazhi was new, he wasn't too worried. This was America, his territory—his family's territory.

Here, they could shop without any worries—previously in Taiwan and Hong Kong, Zhao Yazhi and Deng Lijun mostly stayed at home. It was impossible to go out without being recognized, especially since Zhao Yazhi's scandal hadn't passed.

Besides, the four women could play mahjong together, a national treasure, the first choice for passing time when there were many people. However, Deng Lijun would only stay for a week, and after she left, it would be hard to play with three people, especially since Zhao Yazhi and the twins weren't familiar.

Why not... add one more person? Since he had already started a harem, and the most famous women from the 1950s in Hong Kong and Taiwan were in his hands, one more wouldn't matter.

Who would be suitable? Zhong Chuhong? This would be good; she should be helping her family sell clothes because she wasn't getting any movie roles. But she was born in 1960, so she wasn't from the same generation as the twins.

Although he fantasized about this, Li Xu didn't have any plans for now. That night, when he hugged Lin Qingxia into the bedroom, both Lin Fengjiao and Deng Lijun looked resentful, and Zhao Yazhi watched them with fear.

Moreover, he still had Yamaguchi Momoe, Kitagawa Keiko, and Sawako Masako in Japan, and others in Europe and America... It felt like he was already stretched thin. So, if only they could all be together, that would be great.

With this matter settled, Li Xu spent a few days organizing his things, said goodbye to his grandfather, and had a party with Adam to celebrate his going to Stanford before heading to Boston.

Life at Harvard was nothing special. The university campus and the town of Cambridge outside were heavily influenced by British style, both in architecture and street layout.

But it was different from a real British town, with a distinct "American cousin" feel, even in the gentlemanly attire.

Li Xu moved into the College of Arts and Sciences dormitory, where each college had its own dormitory building with advisors and deans to consult on academic matters.

As previously mentioned, the College of Arts and Sciences is for undergraduate studies, providing a liberal education. After four years and completing the required credits, students would enter the various colleges for specialized education.

So, the courses in the College of Arts and Sciences were relatively simple, with a total of eight courses. Students had to choose three from seven core courses as required, one foreign language as required, and four electives from other courses.

Li Xu chose foreign culture, literature and art, history, and Chinese as his required courses—there was no other choice, as the others didn't fit.

Quantitative reasoning and science were more on the science side, and just looking at subjects like "Human Evolution," "Chess and Mathematics," and "Science on Mars" made him headache.

Ethics and social analysis could be considered, but with his harem, he couldn't bring himself to take such courses, for fear of revealing himself in the assignments. As for the latter, would he really need to do social observation experiments and risk being labeled as a socialist? The Cold War wasn't over yet.

So, he ended up choosing those three plus Chinese as required courses, and economics, Japanese, French, and philosophy as electives.

"Why didn't you choose Japanese as your required foreign language?" Scott Fujita, his roommate, asked after looking at Li Xu's course schedule. His SAT scores were excellent, and he did well on the AP exams. Li Xu helped a bit, and Harvard accepted his application, letting him stay in the same room.

"You didn't choose Japanese either." Li Xu smiled and countered.

"Ah, that's because I only learned a little from my grandfather and can't speak it well." Scott shook his head.

"Alright, I actually had a hard time choosing. Chinese, Japanese, and French were all options, so I wrote them on pieces of paper, mixed them up, and picked one at random." Li Xu shrugged.

"Wow, you really are random." Scott clicked his tongue, "Do you know what they say? You chose a devil's language."

"For English speakers, Japanese is the devil's language." Li Xu dismissed it.

When encountering new things, Chinese can use two related characters to convey meaning, while English has to create a new word, making the dictionary thicker and thicker.

Of course, those who don't know Chinese can't understand its convenience.

As for Japanese, for English speakers, just distinguishing the pronunciation is enough to drive them crazy.

In any case, Li Xu's college life at Harvard began like this. He attended classes, lectures, and completed assignments according to his schedule, which was relatively relaxed compared to high school.

After all, the 4 a.m. Harvard had nothing to do with him.

So, Li Xu still had the energy to focus on his own affairs, such as the 5% stake in Paramount, which he had acquired and notified the board. He wondered what Barry Diller and the others would think.

The same went for Disney, but he hadn't shown any ambition, so the Disney board wouldn't care.

Then, all the related shares he owned were transferred to Imagination Holdings, which, although still needing his father's support, was truly his investment holding company.

Additionally, the Iran-Iraq War broke out on schedule, and Li Xu, operating remotely in the oil futures market, lost about $2 million.

After all, having gains and losses is normal. If someone could make money every time in the financial market, they would be a true stock god—no way. Either they had insider information or used illegal means, and the SEC would definitely think so. So, Li Xu had to put on a show.

Alright, it was actually just a failed speculation.

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