Chapter 4

Xiaowei's car was a red Beetle. After dismissing her assistant, Xiaowei took Su Yang into the car and left.

"Su Yang, where do you live? I'll take you back," Xiaowei said, not asking much about the earlier incident, as she never thought it was Su Yang's fault from the beginning.

"I don't know where I live. Just drop me off at any overpass, Sister," Su Yang replied.

"You sleep under an overpass?" Xiaowei asked, feeling heartache. "It's already autumn, and you're dressed so thinly. That's absolutely not acceptable!"

"Then, Sister, how did you come to Shanghai?"

"I walked from Changbai Mountain to Changchun, and then I just kept going. It didn't take much time," Su Yang answered casually.

However, Su Yang didn't tell Xiaowei that he had walked the entire way, and the time it took was no slower than a train.

"Why did you come all the way to Shanghai?"

Xiaowei couldn't help but be curious. After all, a twelve-year-old orphan traveling such a long distance alone must have a reason.

"Years ago, I stored something in Shanghai. It's time to retrieve it."

"You stored something in Shanghai..."

Xiaowei was somewhat at a loss, not believing Su Yang, but not wanting to argue with a child. She changed the subject, "How about this: you stay at my place tonight, and tomorrow I'll take you to the Shanghai Welfare Institute. The director there is an acquaintance of mine. I'll ask her to find a suitable family to adopt you. What do you think?"

"What is adoption?"

To be honest, although Su Yang had been reborn for twelve years, he had spent over ten of those years in the deep forests of Changbai Mountain, completely isolated from the world. It was only recently, after cultivating the *Nine Transformations of the Azure Heavens* to the third level, that he stepped into the secular world.

In reality, Su Yang had been in contact with this new era for no more than half a month. However, with his extraordinary abilities, he could live comfortably despite his lack of worldly knowledge, acting according to his whims and moods.

His reason for coming to Shanghai was indeed not a lie. In his previous rebirth, Su Yang had stored some things in the Citibank in Shanghai, as he didn't want to start from scratch every time he was reborn.

Xiaowei turned her head to look at Su Yang, who looked puzzled, and explained, "Adoption means finding you a mom and dad to live with and enjoy family warmth."

"Is that so? Then I don't want it."

In Su Yang's mind, parents were a matter of a thousand years ago. Moreover, his rebirth was not a typical one but rather a "transformation."

Hearing Su Yang's answer, Xiaowei thought it was just a child's rebelliousness and didn't take it seriously, smiling lightly, "Let's not rush into this. Stay at my place tonight, and we'll discuss it tomorrow."

Su Yang didn't bother to argue. After nine transformations and rebirths, he was well aware of his uniqueness. Although he acted on his whims, he didn't want to scare Xiaowei, a kind and beautiful woman, with his excessive honesty.

Xiaowei's residence in Shanghai was in the first luxury residential area in Pudong, the Tangcheng Yipin, located on the Lujiazui Riverside Avenue.

This luxury residential complex, which set the highest price record for luxury housing in China, consists of four ultra-luxury riverside residences and one high-end club, with the highest floor reaching 44 stories, nearly 200 meters high. It is renowned for its luxurious decoration and panoramic sea views, with prices ranging from tens of millions to hundreds of millions, truly embodying the term "luxury."

Xiaowei didn't buy the property in Tangcheng Yipin to show off her wealth but because the management was very strict, which was beneficial for protecting her privacy as a high-profile celebrity. Additionally, she was attracted to the exquisite interior design, which saved her a lot of time and effort.

Leading Su Yang into her home, Xiaowei was surprised to find that he showed no signs of discomfort. Normally, if a commoner entered such a luxury residence, they would be amazed, especially an orphan like Su Yang.

What Xiaowei didn't know was that Su Yang had no interest in such luxury. During his eighth transformation and rebirth, he had traveled to Europe and America, accumulating astonishing wealth and purchasing over ten luxury residences worth hundreds of millions of dollars, including a medieval stone castle in Warwick, England, which was historically famous.

"Su Yang, come, take a shower first, and then I'll show you to your room."

Back at home, Xiaowei seemed very relaxed, taking off her high heels and leading Su Yang into the bathroom with her bare, white feet.

Although Su Yang had lived for over a thousand years, his face turned slightly red when Xiaowei held his hand and led him into the bathroom. It wasn't because he was shy, but because his much stronger desires were being aroused.

If Su Yang were asked what he hadn't grown tired of after nine transformations and rebirths, his answer would be only one thing: interacting with beautiful women.

With his immortal body, inexhaustible wealth, and the extraordinary attractiveness of his appearance after transformation, Su Yang had been pursued by countless women over the past thousand years, including hundreds of beautiful women who had fallen in love with him.

These included daughters of high officials, heroic female warriors, princesses, and even members of European royalty and supernatural beings. The variety of beautiful women was endless.

Although Su Yang had relationships with countless beautiful women over the past thousand years, the woman he loved most deeply was still one.

A name he could never forget—Nie Lingbo, the Holy Maiden of the Sword Pavilion.

Xiaowei's beauty was extremely stunning to ordinary people, but in terms of appearance, she was only in the upper-middle range among the hundreds of beautiful women Su Yang had encountered in his nine lifetimes.

However, Xiaowei's down-to-earth and kind nature deeply moved Su Yang, which was why he changed his mind and came to her home.

Xiaowei filled the bathtub with water, patted Su Yang's head affectionately, and noticed the baby-like milk scent on him, causing her heart to tremble slightly. "Everything is ready. Take a good shower, and I'll go prepare your room."

Faced with such beauty, Su Yang didn't want to shower alone. He held Xiaowei's hand, his captivating black eyes looking at her, "Sister, you're going to take a shower too, right?"

Xiaowei was taken aback, nodding, "Yes."

"Then take a shower with me. It's better with you, or I'll be scared."

Su Yang rarely used such cute and innocent tactics, but in front of beautiful women, especially those he liked, he had no principles or morals.

Although Su Yang was only twelve years old physiologically, his experience in matters of love and intimacy far surpassed that of the best male performers. Moreover, due to his cultivation of the *Nine Transformations of the Azure Heavens*, his energy and desires were exceptionally strong.

Holding Xiaowei's hand on the way, Su Yang's desire had already been ignited. Although he currently lacked the ability to go all the way, bathing with such a beautiful woman would at least satisfy his longing.

Looking into Su Yang's innocent and clear eyes, Xiaowei knew it wasn't right, but if Su Yang were under ten, she wouldn't mind. However, he seemed to be in the early stages of development...

"Sister, together."

Su Yang's "innocent" eyes finally overcame Xiaowei's few remaining concerns. She nodded lightly, "Okay, I'll get a bathrobe and be right back."

Feeling victorious, Su Yang leaned back in the bathtub, imagining the alluring scene of Xiaowei undressing, but also feeling a bit frustrated.

"Being young is really not a good thing. Even with a beautiful woman in the bath, I can't do anything. It's so embarrassing!"

However, when Xiaowei returned to the bathroom, she didn't bring a bathrobe but hurriedly said, "Su Yang, I have an urgent matter to handle. Stay in here and don't come out."

Noticing the worry in Xiaowei's expression, Su Yang frowned, gathered his *Azure Heavens* energy, and his senses became extremely sharp. He heard a slightly low male voice.

"Xiaowei, it's been three months. Forgive me. I won't go out anymore. You know, I truly like you."

"Du Yongqian, there's no longer any connection between us. Please don't bother me. I can't match your family."

"A day as a couple, a hundred days of affection. Xiaowei, we are still legally married. How can you be so heartless to keep me out?"

"The separation agreement has been signed. In two more months, our divorce will be official. I have every reason to refuse you from entering my home."

"Hmph, Xiaowei, don't push your luck. I don't often beg, so you should know when to stop." The man's tone was cold.

"You... leave immediately, or... or I'll call security..."

"Ha ha, security!?"

Du Yongqian laughed loudly, "This entire building is our Du family's property. Here, I'm the king. Who dares to touch me? Besides, you're still my legal wife. A husband having his wife is natural."

Then Su Yang heard a loud bang and Xiaowei's scream.

"Damn it, how dare he touch the beautiful woman I want to bathe with!" Su Yang grabbed a towel and wrapped himself, flashing into the living room.

The scene that met Su Yang's eyes made him, who was already in a bad mood, even angrier.

Du Yongqian, reeking of alcohol, was pressing Xiaowei onto the sofa. She was struggling, but couldn't resist his strength, and her clothes were torn, revealing a glimpse of her skin.

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