76: Chapter 76 Reject Romantic Obsession! The Iron Law of Inheritance for a Trillion-Dollar Empire

The morning sunlight filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows, spilling onto the exaggeratedly long dining table at Longwan No. 1.

The aroma of freshly ground coffee drifted through the air as the maid, Mingyue, carefully placed a plate of soft-poached Eggs Benedict in front of Su Wanqing.

"Muyang," Su Wanqing cut a small piece of egg white and asked with feigned nonchalance, "That... Qian Li, has she still been harassing you lately?"

Chen Muyang's knife and fork paused for a moment before making a soft clink as he sliced through the bacon on his plate.

"Blocked her." He didn't even look up, his tone as calm as if he were mentioning throwing out a bag of trash last night. "People like that will never cross paths with me again in this lifetime."

Su Wanqing breathed a sigh of relief and set down her utensils, her expression becoming serious. She glanced at her daughter, who was buried in her porridge, then at her son, adopting the posture of the family matriarch.

"Since we're on the subject, Mom needs to set some rules for you two."

Su Wanqing cleared her throat. "Our family used to be poor, and I was afraid you'd feel inferior. Now that our family... ahem, circumstances have improved, I'm even more afraid you'll lose your way. Remember, whether it's dating or marriage in the future, the most important thing is character. Even if the other person's family is so poor they can't even put food on the table, as long as they are upright and hardworking, we won't look down on them. But there is one rule: they must have self-respect and self-love!"

She stared at Chen Muyang with pointed meaning. "Especially boys—don't let a few sweet words coax you into losing your bearings, and certainly don't lower yourself to the dust for someone who isn't worth it. A relationship where you trample your own dignity underfoot isn't love; it's being pathetic!"

Chen Nianyao, who was biting into a fried dough stick, couldn't help but roll her eyes and mutter under her breath, "Mom, if you'd had this realization twenty years ago, why did you run away from home for Dad back then, and... even get pregnant with us before marriage?"

“Pfft—!”

The milk Chen Fan had just taken a sip of nearly sprayed out.

Su Wanqing's face instantly turned the color of pig liver. She glared at her daughter in shame and annoyance. "You brat! Even eating can't shut your mouth! Children shouldn't butt into adults' business!"

"Alright, alright," Chen Fan quickly wiped his mouth with a tissue and stepped in to mediate. "Your mother met a 'growth stock' like me; she had a keen eye for talent. But you two are different. There are many bad people out there now, especially those targeting our family's money. You must keep your eyes peeled."

He looked at his son, his tone becoming a bit heavier. "Muyang, your mother is right. Reason must always come before emotion. In this circle, one wrong step means eternal damnation."

Chen Muyang set down his knife and fork, a flash of coldness in his eyes.

"Dad, Mom, don't worry." He curled his lips into a self-deprecating smile. "Once bitten, twice shy. I have no interest in romance right now. Women will only slow down the speed at which I draw my sword."

Su Wanqing nodded with satisfaction, feeling that her son had finally grown up.

However, looking at his son's cold and hardened demeanor, Chen Fan was calculating a different set of ledgers in his mind.

He didn't object to his son suffering emotional wounds. On the contrary, if a man doesn't encounter a few toxic women and get slapped hard by reality, he will never grow a heart of stone.

But there was one bottom line he could never allow to be crossed.

Chen Fan used the motion of drinking coffee to mask the sharp glint that flashed through his eyes.

His system was not just a money-making machine; it was a massive, dangerous treasure trove. Hidden in the deepest part of this treasure trove was something called the 'Inheritance Core'.

That was the system's highest level of authority—the key capable of continuously producing future technology, commercial intelligence, and even controlling the global economic lifeblood.

This 'Core' was something he intended to pass down in the future.

But it absolutely could not be passed to a 'love brain'.

If Chen Muyang ever showed that he would risk life and limb for some woman, or even sacrifice the family's interests just to win a beauty's smile, then Chen Fan would strip him of his inheritance rights without hesitation.

Even if he was his biological son, it wouldn't matter.

Because if the 'Inheritance Core' was entrusted to the wrong person—if they were schemed against by a partner or exposed due to emotional impulsiveness—what awaited the Chen family would be a joint strangulation by the world's top powers. At that time, never mind a trillion-dollar fortune, even the lives of the family of four could not be saved.

"Remember what you said." Chen Fan set down his coffee cup and gave his son a deep look. "If you want to sit firmly in that position, your heart must be ruthless and hard enough. Emotions can be a seasoning, but they must never be the main course."

Meeting his father's gaze, Chen Muyang nodded heavily. He didn't know the world-shaking secret in his father's heart, but he understood the weight of that expectation.

After breakfast, Su Wanqing mysteriously called the two children to the small living room on the second floor.

"Um..." Su Wanqing rubbed her hands together, looking a bit awkward. "If... I'm just saying if, your father and I were to give you another little brother or sister, what would you... think?"

After speaking, she held her breath nervously, terrified of seeing a hint of resentment on her children's faces.

Chen Muyang leaned back on the sofa with a relaxed expression. "Mom, as long as your body can handle it, I have no objection. Anyway, our family can afford it now. Never mind one, even a whole soccer team would be fine."

"Really?!" Chen Nianyao jumped up in excitement, grabbing Su Wanqing's arm. "Mom! I want a little brother too! A soft little ball that just blows bubbles—that would be so much fun! I want to be the big sister! I'll buy him so many pretty clothes!"

Seeing her children's supportive attitude, the weight in Su Wanqing's heart finally lifted. Her eyes reddened as she scolded with a smile, "You silly girl, that's a child, not a toy."

...

Nightfall, Yunzhou Airport.

The engines of the gulfstream g700 let out a low roar, cutting through the night sky as it flew toward Yunzhou.

The lights in the cabin were dim.

Su Wanqing was tired after a long day. She was currently covered with a cashmere blanket, leaning on Chen Fan's shoulder and sleeping soundly. Her breathing was steady and long, and her hand subconsciously gripped the corner of Chen Fan's clothes.

Chen Fan was not asleep.

He held a glass of whiskey in his hand, his gaze passing through the porthole to look at the city lights below, which sparkled like a galaxy.

Tomorrow.

Monday.

Tiansheng Group's extraordinary general meeting.

This wasn't just a business merger; it was Chen Muyang's 'coming-of-age ceremony'.

Chen Fan looked down at his phone. On the screen was an encrypted message just sent by Tianshu:

[Boss, everything is ready. The 4.9% equity transfer agreement for Tiansheng Group has been prepared. The legal team will enter the venue with the Young Master tomorrow. Additionally, the tax evidence chain against Wang Tiansheng has been closed and can be detonated at any time.]

Chen Fan tapped his finger lightly and replied with a single word: [Approved.]

He turned his head to look at the pitch-black night sky outside the window. His eyes became deep and dark, like the endless firmament.

The role of the loving father had been played. Next, it was time to let his son see what true 'monarch's methods' looked like.

"Muyang." Chen Fan silently recited his son's name in his heart. "Don't disappoint me. After tomorrow, you will either become a man-eating wolf, or... you can only go back to being a sheep slaughtered by others."

The plane pierced through the clouds, its massive wings slicing through the airflow.

A bloody slaughter aimed at the Wang family, a prominent clan in Jiangcheng, had already begun.