Chapter 4

After a moment of daze, Wang Zixuan finally accepted the reality that there would only be one Wang Zixuan from now on.

After the prodigal son Hao lost three hundred million, he reformed and started a new life.

Wang Zixuan shook his head helplessly, having taken away someone's son, he could only live a good life for that prodigal son.

After thinking for a while, Wang Zixuan finally walked into the bathroom.

Looking at his handsome face in the mirror, Wang Zixuan touched his face with a mix of envy and jealousy, saying, "Is this even human? How can someone be so handsome?"

From now on, this would be him!

Headache, how many fangirls would he have to face in the future!

Wang Zixuan indulged in his narcissism for a while, then took off his clothes. Seeing the well-built body of the prodigal son, he nodded and said, "Not bad, truly a golden exterior with a rotten core. This body is pretty good too."

Toothbrush!

Used by the prodigal son, disgusting.

Wang Zixuan casually threw the toothbrush, which the prodigal son had only used a few times, into the trash.

If the prodigal son were to see this, he would also complain.

What reform and new life!

You're more wasteful than me!

A toothbrush that costs several thousand yuan, used only a few times and then thrown away.

Wang Zixuan found the prodigal son's backup toiletries, finished washing up, and complained, "A toothbrush that costs several thousand yuan, a towel that costs several hundred yuan, they're just average, even if it's a royal towel!"

Walking into the luxurious bathroom, he criticized the decadent life of the rich a few more times, then took a simple shower.

When he reached the changing room, looking at the neatly hung rows of luxury brands in the seventy to eighty square meter closet, Wang Zixuan couldn't help but curse, "Too extravagant, too decadent."

Hermes, Zegna, Armani, Prada, the prodigal son only chose from a few top luxury brands, of course, this was just for ordinary casual wear.

The prodigal son's formal wear had to be custom-made in Europe, not only hand-sewn, but also unique in design.

Indeed, comparing people can be deadly.

What nonsense about everyone being born equal, clearly everyone is born unequal.

While ordinary people work hard for a few ten thousand yuan annual salary, the prodigal son spends several million yuan on clothes every year.

But how could ordinary clothes match someone as princely as me!

Hehe!

Wang Zixuan, who was still seething with anger a moment ago, quickly adapted to his new role.

Wang Zixuan chose a white casual outfit, and with his friendless handsome face, he was practically blinding passersby.

"Having lived an ordinary life for over twenty years, now that I've finally got a good hand, I have to show off a bit, right?"

Wang Zixuan, completely refreshed, walked out of the room, admiring the decorations in the tycoon's villa as he went downstairs.

"Second Young Master."

The maid standing in the hallway bowed as soon as she saw Wang Zixuan come down.

Wang Zixuan nodded, walked into the living room, and sat down next to his mother, Yu Suting, to watch TV with her.

This was also a habit of the prodigal son. Although current technology couldn't detect that this Wang Zixuan was not the original, Wang Zixuan didn't want to change too much at once.

After watching TV for a while, Wang Zixuan saw through the large floor-to-ceiling glass that a Maserati and a Mercedes-Benz had driven in.

"The First Young Lady is back."

A few minutes later, he heard the maid at the door greeting.

Wang Zixuan turned his head and saw a tall, elegant beauty leading a little boy of about a year and a half walk in.

"Uncle."

The little boy saw Wang Zixuan and broke free from the beauty's hand, running over.

"Big Sister-in-Law."

Wang Zixuan stood up, quickly walked over, greeted the beauty behind her, then bent down to pick up the little boy, smiling, "Kek, did you miss Uncle?"

The one who entered was Wang Zixuan's big sister-in-law, Liu Lin, and the eldest grandson of the Wang family, Wang Ke.

"Missed."

Hearing the little boy's childish answer, Wang Zixuan couldn't resist kissing the little boy's face.

"Zixuan is back."

Liu Lin also smiled and greeted Wang Zixuan, but a hint of dissatisfaction flashed in her eyes.

"Uh-huh."

Wang Zixuan nodded at his big sister-in-law, then carried the little boy into the living room, smiling, "Kek, did you play games with the other kids again?"

Actually, Liu Lin had taken Wang Ke to early education classes, which often involved playing games.

When Wang Zixuan was a loser, he thought early education was just a game for little prodigals. But now, as a rich and handsome man, he thought it was fine to spend some money to let the child play with other kids and learn some things.

Wang Zixuan's charm could be said to be irresistible to all ages. Wang Ke had always liked playing with Wang Zixuan, and Wang Zixuan also liked this smart nephew, so he often played with Wang Ke.

Wang Zixuan played with Wang Ke on one side, while Liu Lin sat next to Yu Suting and chatted with her.

After a few words, Liu Lin took Wang Ke to change clothes.

Wang Zixuan continued to watch TV with Yu Suting. When Liu Lin and Wang Ke, dressed in matching casual outfits, returned to the living room, Liu Lin looked more gentle and less cold, appearing more comfortable.

However, Wang Zixuan didn't dare to look at her too much.

Firstly, she was his big sister-in-law. As a gentleman, he definitely didn't know about things like "dumplings are better than food, and sisters-in-law are better than play."

Even if he knew, he definitely wouldn't dare to think about it.

Secondly, the prodigal son had such high standards that he had no girlfriend, always thinking the women around him were庸脂俗粉, never looking at women more than once, and remained a virgin until he was taken away by a monkey. He couldn't change too quickly.

Liu Lin watched TV with Yu Suting, while Wang Zixuan played with Wang Ke.

Soon, Wang Zixuan found joy in various electronic toys.

Before his rebirth, he had never played with so many high-end toys in his twenty-some years of life.

Now that he had the chance, he naturally played to his heart's content.

Until the butler came to invite them for dinner, Wang Zixuan left a pile of toys on the floor, had the maid clean up the playroom, and took Wang Ke to the Chinese restaurant.

Wang Liangming and Wang Zihao were having lunch and resting at the company during the day and would return in the evening.

After lunch, the four of them finished eating. Wang Ke still wanted to play with Wang Zixuan, but Liu Lin managed to coax him to sleep.

Wang Zixuan also used the excuse of a nap to return to his room, throwing himself onto the comfortable big bed, and finally had time to consider his future.

This year, the prodigal son returned from studying abroad and was arranged by Wang Liangming to work at the family company. However, the prodigal son was used to the carefree life abroad and had only gone to the company a few times, spending most of his time eating, drinking, and playing with the second generation in the capital.

This time, Wang Liangming had finally had enough and told him not to go to the company anymore.

Even if Wang Liangming had asked him to go, Wang Zixuan wasn't interested. He had never had a good impression of real estate companies.

Without much thought, Wang Zixuan decided on his way to make money: the capital market.

Before his rebirth, he had played with stocks, gold, and foreign exchange, making some money, but not becoming rich. Now, with future information and capital, making money would be incredibly fast.