Mia said earnestly, This high school classmate of mine has had a tough lot in life. Her family has always favored sons over daughters and never paid much attention to her. What’s more, she’s marrying because she’s pregnant, so her in-laws don’t think much of her either. She asked me today if I could drive my BMW as the lead car in her wedding send-off convoy. She probably thinks a BMW is already a luxury car, but you know how it is in the city now—for wedding convoys, the lead car is at the very least a luxury vehicle worth over a million yuan. No one uses a BMW 5 Series as the lead car. So I’m begging you, could we borrow one of the two luxury cars from Mr. Gustav and Mr. Burt that you have for her to use as the lead car...Alan asked in surprise, Borrowing a car is no problem at all—I haven’t driven them since that auto show. But honey, I’ve only ever heard of wedding processions that pick up the bride, never ones that send her off. What kind of custom is this?Mia explained, This c

One specialist said, Third Young Master, your father and mother are on their way and will be here shortly. We’ll first take you to the ward to wait, and in the meantime, we’ll prepare the surgical instruments and formulate the surgical plan. It’ll be just right for you to meet them before you go into the operating room.Jess asked, They’re coming?Yes, the specialist replied. They’ve already set off to rush over here.Jess could only nod his head.He was then taken by a nurse to the intensive care ward.Inside the ward, a pretty young nurse bustled about him—one moment changing him into a hospital gown, the next wiping his body down.At the sight of the beautiful nurse, an evil thought immediately crossed Jess’s mind.It would probably take his parents half an hour to arrive, and he wouldn’t be able to have sex for the next three months anyway. Why not take this chance to hook up with this pretty young nurse before he went under the knife?As the young nurse was changing his clothes,

Virtually no prominent clan refrains from intermarrying with other such clans; in fact, some large and prosperous clans forge marital alliances with multiple prominent families all at once.This is much like the European royal families. In those old monarchical states of Europe, all the kings and queens are related to one another—a result of centuries of intermarriage that has bound the entire European aristocracy into one vast extended family.Jess’s mother, Rebecca, was once a young lady of the Meloan clan and is also Caroline’s aunt.She married Jess’s father, Townsend, thirty-five years ago.When the Dewinsell and Meloan clans formed their marital alliance back then, the Meloan clan was even slightly more powerful than the Dewinsell clan.In the years since, however, the Meloan clan has been in a steady decline, while the Dewinsell clan has gone from strength to strength. Gradually, a gap has opened up between the two families.Even so, the patriarch and matriarch of the Dewinsell

So the matriarch was convinced that Allen’s family could barely afford to live in Tomson Yipin, and when it came to real wealth, they were no match for her now.She had once swallowed her pride and begged them to come back when the family needed them, making a complete fool of herself. Yet they’d looked down on her and flatly refused to return to the Mill family. Now that the Mill family had weathered the storm, it was high time to get all that lost face back!The Bentley Continental pulled up in front of Allen’s villa. Carlson glanced at the matriarch beside him and asked: Grandma, shall I go knock on the door?No need. The Mill matriarch sneered: Honk the horn and get Ivy out here.Jared looked up and spotted more than twenty green hats hanging on Ivy’s balcony. He snapped in a rage: That bastard Ivy! She’s obsessed with hanging those green hats out. It’s been days, and she still won’t take them down. Damn her!The Mill matriarch said coolly: If she wants to hang them, let her. They

Carlson felt as if he had been dealt one heavy blow after another.He stared dumbfounded and said: How the hell did that loser Alan get his hands on such an expensive car? And not just one—he actually has two!Jared’s face was also dark: Alan must be out scamming people again! I just don’t get it—did all the rich people in Plass City get kicked in the head? Why the hell do they all trust this loser?!Carlson was also miserable and snapped angrily: I’ve been waiting for that bastard Alan to crash and burn, but he’s still doing fine!Tasha’s eyes reddened as she said miserably: If it weren’t for Alan, Brother Saul and I would’ve gotten married long ago. Our family wouldn’t be in such a mess, and Mom wouldn’t have been sent to that black coal mine to suffer so much.Jared snapped angrily: Don’t mention that wretched woman!Just then, the Mill matriarch watched as Alan and Mia pulled up in the strange‑looking car. She stepped up to the driver’s door, looked at Alan inside, and said arroga