128: I don't care, I just want to be with Li Xiuwu.

"Xiuwu, are you done with school?" Liu Xiaoli walked out of the kitchen, looking at Li Xiuwu strangely; she almost didn't recognize him.

"Xixi, come help me. You're eating dinner here tonight." Liu Xiaoli called Liu Yifei over without question.

"Mom, I can't cook. Why did you call me here?" Liu Yifei came into the kitchen, very displeased.

"If you can't, you can learn. How old are you? If you still can't cook, what will you do after you get married?"

Liu Xiaoli suddenly felt that her daughter seemed to have grown up. She used to think Yifei couldn't cook and would cook for her herself. Now, it seemed it was time for her to learn.

"Why should I learn to cook? I have Mom to cook for me." She hugged her mother's arm and acted spoiled.

"Do you expect me to cook for you for the rest of your life?" Liu Xiaoli pulled her arm free and tapped her water-soaked finger on Yifei's forehead.

"Help me wash the vegetables."

Liu Yifei reluctantly rolled up her sleeves and started washing the vegetables.

"I heard you founded a gaming company; the game industry has been quite hot these past two years." Liu Yifei's maternal uncle found a topic to chat about with Li Xiuwu.

"The gaming market is indeed booming, and the overseas market is also quite hot. It's an inevitable result of the development of the domestic internet." Li Xiuwu nodded.

The three overseas games licensed by Dream Time had already achieved profitability, and the profits were substantial.

The company had also been noticed by investors, and many people were contacting them, wanting to invest.

"I looked into it, and it seems the domestic game market consists mostly of licensed games. Only NetEase released a decent one called a chinese odyssey."

To understand Li Xiuwu, he specifically researched major internet companies, particularly NetEase and Shanda, two gaming companies that had risen very quickly in the last two years, relying entirely on games for their growth.

NetEase's a chinese odyssey and Shanda's legend were unparalleled in momentum, followed by Dream Time's three games.

The rapid rise of these two gaming companies caused many internet companies to notice the gaming industry, and they flocked toward it, either seeking licenses or developing their own titles.

"My company is also developing a game. It's already in the final stages. The studio called me a while ago to say the game is already in closed beta."

Zulong Studio had Li Xiuwu's investment, ample funding, recruited more staff, and with the existence of various halos, the development speed was much faster than in the original world, entering the closed beta phase a year early.

"Is that so?" Liu Yifei's maternal uncle gave Li Xiuwu a deep look. His eye could always spot the right market.

Speaking of games, he changed the subject: "This year, due to complaints from some parents, relevant departments introduced a Game Ban, no longer allowing game-related content onto Satellite TV Channels, nor allowing television stations to broadcast game advertisements."

"Game Ban." Li Xiuwu suddenly fell silent. The three games under Dream Time had all run advertisements on television.

Some television stations even produced game shows directly, which led directly to the introduction of the Game Ban.

Li Xiuwu didn't pay much attention to the Game Ban's impact on the gaming industry, but he suddenly realized that this ban might affect the broadcast of *The Legend of Sword and Fairy*.

"I think this ban is quite necessary. There are too many online game advertisements and related programs on television, and they are too inflammatory," Liu Yifei's maternal uncle said.

"One night at 11 p.m., my boy wasn't sleeping, glued to the TV watching the siege of Shabak. He was so excited, I doubt he slept half the night." He shook his head. He was both a politician and a father.

"I don't think games are inherently wrong, but this kind of unrestricted broadcasting is wrong."

Li Xiuwu did not object to this point. Games most easily attract teenagers, and this age group lacks the most self-control.

They chatted from games to the internet.

Until Liu Yifei came over and called them to eat.

"Uncle, try this dish; I made it." Liu Yifei served a piece of food to her maternal uncle.

"Li Xiuwu, you try some too."

"Not bad, it tastes just like Auntie's cooking," Li Xiuwu said after tasting it.

Liu Yifei glared at him.

After dinner, Li Xiuwu said goodbye.

"Xiuwu, stay here tonight. The rooms are ready." Liu Xiaoli tried to persuade Li Xiuwu to stay.

"No need, Auntie. I'll just go back to the Courtyard House."

"Take care on the road." She didn't press him further.

"Xiuwu, if you come to Wuhan, don't forget to visit our home." Liu Yifei's maternal uncle said to Li Xiuwu.

"Alright." Li Xiuwu waved after getting into the car and left Liu Yifei's villa.

"A steady young man." He said this as he watched Li Xiuwu's car leave the villa.

"Steady? What are you talking about? He's very naughty." Liu Yifei did not agree with her maternal uncle's assessment of Li Xiuwu.

Liu Yifei's maternal uncle chuckled; this was a difference in communication and understanding between two different levels.

The next day, Liu Yifei took leave until noon to see her maternal uncle off at the airport.

"Just pretend I never came. Be as you were before, and continue to be so in the future." Liu Yifei's maternal uncle said to Liu Xiaoli.

Liu Xiaoli nodded. They had talked some more last night, and she had also thought about it all night, suffering from insomnia after returning to her room. She wasn't sure if it was the mattress or the matter concerning Li Xiuwu.

"Uncle, what are you two talking about?" Liu Yifei looked at her maternal uncle, then at her mother, unsure what they were discussing.

"It has nothing to do with you."

Last night, he had observed Liu Yifei and Li Xiuwu interacting very naturally.

He didn't mention the reason for his visit to The Capital to Liu Yifei, allowing them to develop their relationship freely.

"Oh." Liu Yifei nodded, but her eyes kept observing her mother's face.

"Alright, you two should head back. I'm going to the waiting hall." He waved goodbye to Liu Yifei and her mother and walked into the airport.

"Let's go too." Liu Xiaoli watched her older brother enter the airport and said to Liu Yifei.

In the car, Liu Yifei kept looking at her mother.

Liu Xiaoli noticed her daughter's gaze and asked, "Do you have a question?"

"Are you hiding something from me?" Liu Yifei asked directly.

"No," Liu Xiaoli replied.

Liu Yifei looked suspicious and kept thinking.

"Could it be that Uncle doesn't approve of me dating Li Xiuwu?" Liu Yifei's small head recalled TV dramas she had watched—the trope of breaking up a loving couple—and realized it was her turn.

"No," Liu Xiaoli denied.

"Then Maternal Grandmother must not approve," she analyzed seriously.

"That's how they play it on TV. I'm the young lady from a prominent family, and Li Xiuwu is the poor scholar—we're mismatched." Liu Yifei wore an expression that said, "I knew it."

"I don't care, I just want to be with Li Xiuwu." She looked slightly excited, thinking about the couples who were broken up in those TV shows.

Liu Xiaoli was speechless, feeling that her daughter suffered from intermittent foolishness.