Treasure Hunt: Tycoon's Priceless Runaway Wife

Chapter 1029 - 1027: Sister, You Can’t Go!

That’s right, the head of the Zhu Family is Zhu Qianyu’s father, Zhu Zhizhou, who owns the Mingxuan Hotel where Ji Huan stays every time he comes to L City."Daddy, hi Aunties!" Zhu Qianyu politely greeted each of the elders sitting around, and then sat down next to her mother with her sister.

"Mom!" Zhu Qianyu’s mother, Chen Jing, patted her hand and motioned for her to sit quietly, Zhu Qianyu glanced at her sister, Zhu Qianying, who gave her a reassuring look and mouthed, "Don’t worry, I’m here!"

With her sister’s reassurance, Zhu Qianyu gradually calmed down and turned her gaze to the elders she had just greeted, the four major controllers of the Zhu family.

These so-called four major controllers is a grander way of saying it; crudely put, they are the four mistresses of the Zhu family, each sitting proudly at the head of a sofa.

The lady on the east, over sixty with a plump figure and broad face, is the first mistress and the legitimate wife, firmly in charge of the household because she married well and has a strong background.

The lady on the south, in her fifties with snow-white skin, is the beautiful second mistress, originally the ace hostess of the family hotel industry. Her charm ensnared the head of the family, letting her keep her ace position while being the steady second mistress.

On the west sits the third mistress, in her forties, graceful with an intellectual charm. Once a tutor for the eldest son of the legitimate wife, she ended up becoming part of the household after providing adult "education" to the family head, now running a chain of training centers as Ms. Fang outside the house.

The lady on the north, also in her forties, is quite ordinary in looks and temperament, was originally the family chef who ended up keeping not just the family head’s appetite but also his affection.

Among these four mistresses, the first excels in management, the second in charm, the third in grace, but the fourth is as ordinary as a cook, capable of whipping up a grand meal but otherwise just a simpleton.

She is timid and fearful by nature, and unfortunately, her womb was not cooperative, with the first mistress having two sons and two daughters, both the second and third mistresses each having a son and a daughter, only the fourth produced two daughters they call "financial burdens".

Of course, this term is openly used by the other three mistresses.

As the "financial burdens" spoken of by the three mistresses, Zhu Qianying and Zhu Qianyu are sitting obediently next to their mother, the fourth mistress, listening to Zhu Zhizhou, sitting in the center of the room, animatedly talking about the mysterious mogul Young Master Yan from L City selecting a bride.

"A betrothal gift of two hundred million, plus a cooperative plan worth over ten billion in the next five years, with a reward of one hundred million for every child born, regardless of gender."

When it comes to money, Zhu Zhizhou’s eyes light up like searchlights, repeatedly emphasizing the "two hundred million dowry, over ten billion cooperative plans..."

Zhu Qianyu has no concept of these numbers, as such fortune naturally gets snatched up by daughters of other mistresses, leaving nothing but scraps for them, so Zhu Qianyu and her sister just sat there keeping to themselves, holding hands, waiting for their father to finish talking so they could go back to their rooms.

Being the youngest in the house, Zhu Qianyu has no status and therefore no understanding of money beyond her daily expenses and tuition fees. She pays no mind to figures like two hundred million or ten billion and busies herself by playing with her sister’s fingers.

As for Young Master Yan, whom her father brings up repeatedly, Zhu Qianyu vaguely knows he has an impressive background, but the details escape her.

After all, she never pays much attention to these social affairs.

Then, absentmindedly, she hears her father declare, "Whichever daughter successfully marries Young Master Yan, the mother will receive a reward of one hundred million and can make one capricious request of me!"

Again, she finds it uninteresting because she knows she lacks the ability to compete.

However, beside her, her sister seems suddenly stirred, sitting up straight after originally leaning weakly against her.

Looking at her sister, Zhu Qianyu notices a flash of determination in Zhu Qianying’s bright, black eyes, something that makes her uneasy.

Knowing her sister as she does, she can tell that whenever Zhu Qianying’s eyes light up like this, something has piqued her interest strongly.

"Sister..."

Zhu Qianyu softly called, tugging at her sister’s arm.

Zhu Qianying kept her gaze fixed on Zhu Zhizhou but silently covered Zhu Qianyu’s hand and gently patted it.

Zhu Qianyu understood, realizing that her sister was reassuring her.

To Zhu Qianyu, her sister has always been very formidable; whatever her sister sets her mind on, no matter how difficult, she pursues.

Though Zhu Qianyu used to admire her sister’s resolve, maturity brought worry alongside admiration.

Now, seeing her sister’s expression, a new sense of foreboding mixes with her worry.

This foreboding made Zhu Qianyu pay enough attention to understand her father’s repeated announcement clearly for the first time.

Sure enough, after their father finished stating the important matters, the three returned to Zhu Qianying’s room. Once Zhu Qianyu and Chen Jing sat on the sofa, Zhu Qianying announced,

"Mom, I want to join this selection."

"Sister!" Zhu Qianyu inwardly cried out in despair!

Long ago, when the sisters talked about their future boyfriends, both agreed they wanted ordinary men.

Their father’s behavior had disheartened them, giving them a psychological shadow, making them believe wealthy, powerful men were unfaithful and unreliable.

Yet Young Master Yan is a formidable figure in L City, even if Zhu Qianyu knows little about his background.

Hadn’t her sister always avoided such men like the plague?

Why is she now actively participating in this selection?

"Xiao Yu, don’t worry, I know what I’m doing!" Zhu Qianying acted as composed as ever.

Zhu Qianyu grew anxious to the point of tears, "Sister, you can’t go! Mom, please persuade her!" She reached out, clutching Chen Jing’s arm tightly.

Chen Jing looked helplessly at her daughters, clearly no more composed than Zhu Qianyu.