Chapter 469: The Younger Sister-in-Law
The Apostles' Show
"Third Brother, are you crazy from studying? If he really became an ordinary person, Qu Youran wouldn't even look at him."
"That may not be true."
Number Four argued, "Although Little Brother is innocent, his mind isn't stupid. Given time, he's completely capable of becoming a societal elite."
Number Three sneered, "What does being an elite have to do with love?"
Number Four was stunned, lost in thought.
"That's enough."
Number One said gravely, "Finding the Original Body is the most important thing. Everything else is on hold."
"Number Six, you're up. Bring Thirteen back. Don't make a scene there."
The pity in "Luke's" eyes vanished. His eyebrows lifted, and he suddenly possessed an intangible fierceness. If he was a simple, kind youth just moments ago, he was now a cold, ruthless swordsman.
Among the Thirteen Apostles, Number Six inherited Luke's colder side, known for his arrogance and lack of emotion.
Qu Youran was caught off guard by the abrupt change. She couldn't help but say,
"Luke, you..."
"Be quiet. I need to rest."
Qu Youran opened her mouth, filled with grievance. She couldn't understand why the boy who was just looking at her with such tenderness had suddenly become like this. Was he doing it on purpose, trying to tease her?
The girl was baffled and could only turn her head, saying nothing more.
The motorcade stopped in front of the best hotel in Shanghai. Another group of guests was waiting: high-ranking officials and directors from several large corporations, along with some Shanghai officials and the head of the Economic Development Department.
Number Six didn't want to deal with these people, so he sent out Number Eleven.
Suddenly, the cold-as-iron Luke instantly transformed into a graceful, handsome young man.
Number Eleven, inheriting Luke's playboy charm, perfectly demonstrated masculine charisma. He lifted his head slightly, his lips curving into a subtle smile. His handsome appearance glittered in the sunlight, his eyes shining brightly. From a distance, one could feel the effortless composure and confidence radiating from him.
In this moment, Luke was flawless, like a prince stepping out of a fairy tale. Even Linda, who knew the truth, couldn't help but take a second look.
He spoke politely and with self-assurance, giving everyone a warm, pleasant feeling.
Talking to him, you'd feel like you were his favorite. Both men and women felt his perfect energy. In just half a minute, Number Eleven had charmed everyone. Several ladies were left blushing and weak-kneed by his flirtations.
Number Five pointed at Number Thirteen and lectured him,
"See that? That's what a man is. If you want to win the beauty, you have to be like Number Eleven. Being a simp won't work."
"Hmph!"
Number Thirteen angrily turned his head away. Of his twelve brothers, he found Number Eleven the most irritating.
After the flawless performance, everyone exchanged contact information and reluctantly left.
This meeting left a profound impression on them. They had expected Luke Shaw to be a weird genius focused only on technology research, but meeting him in person, they discovered how incredibly charismatic he was.
Truly worthy of being the youngest billionaire—undeniably brilliant.
Over the next three days, Luke appeared frequently at various social events. Each appearance drew cheers. News about him became front-page headlines across major news sections. Celebrities, singers, actors, and tycoons—social elites—all came forward to praise his character and conversational skills.
In a short time, Luke was immensely popular, known to everyone.
A Family Secret
In a residential area in East Shanghai.
Qin Ya, returning home from school, snatched the remote control from her younger brother's hand and switched the channel to the news. Her brother, Qin Hao, roared,
"Give me back the remote!"
He rushed at her like a wild tiger.
Qin Ya leaned back, grabbing his clothes and pulling. Qin Hao, who had just turned ten, rolled onto the sofa.
"You, Qin! I'll fight you!"
Qin Hao yelled, like a madman. Ten seconds later, he ran off crying to the study to complain.
"Dad, your daughter is bullying me!"
Qin Ruchuan put down his newspaper. Nearing fifty, his hair was already gray, and he wore black-rimmed glasses over his nose, projecting an air of scholarly gentleness and intellectualism.
Unable to resist his son's endless pestering, Qin Ruchuan finally left the study and went to the living room.
The TV was broadcasting an interview with Luke. Facing the host's probing questions, the young man appeared extraordinarily composed, not only neutralizing the conversational traps but also skillfully injecting humor, causing the studio audience to burst into laughter.
Qin Ya was watching intently, completely unaware that two people were now standing behind her.
Qin Hao sneered, "What's so great about that? It's just an interview. Boring."
Qin Ya glanced at him sideways. Qin Hao immediately hugged his father's leg.
"See? She's bullying me again!"
Unfortunately, the tactic that always worked before failed this time. Qin Ruchuan was staring blankly at the TV, his eyes unfocused.
Qin Ya asked curiously, "Dad, do you know him?"
Qin Ruchuan snapped back to attention, forcing a smile.
"No. This is the first time I've seen him."
"Oh!"
Qin Ya felt a sudden disappointment.
That evening, after finishing his work, Qin Ruchuan returned to the bedroom. After his wife, Li Qiaoyan, finished tidying her clothes, she suddenly asked,
"It's him, isn't it?"
"What?"
"Don't think I don't know what happened back then."
Li Qiaoyan sounded angry, her voice unconsciously rising. "That Luke. He's exactly twenty this year, and his last name is Shaw! Who else could it be but him?"
"Nonsense!"
Qin Ruchuan slammed his book down, pulled the covers over himself, and went to sleep.
"You jerk!"
Li Qiaoyan was furious. "Have you forgotten how they treated you back then? Who brought your bruised and battered self back to the country? It was me! Who got you the position of diplomat? And you dare to lecture me? For decades, how have you treated me? It's always work or reading, you've never truly looked at me!"
"Qin Ruchuan, you're not a person!"
"Keep your voice down. Ya-ya and the others are sleeping."
"I won't! I realized two years ago that your heart wasn't here. You want to go see them, don't you? You want to acknowledge your relatives! Dream on! He's a Person of the Year and a billionaire now. He looks down on you!"
"That's enough."
Qin Ruchuan put on his jacket and slammed the door behind him. The familiar sound of crying filled the room.
In the bedroom across the hallway, Qin Ya, standing by the door, stared wide-eyed, completely stunned. The revelation was too shocking. She suffered a rare bout of insomnia. The next day at school, her mind was hazy, and she couldn't focus at all.
Her friend, Lin Yun, blinked, asking curiously,
"What's wrong? Did someone confess to you?"
"No way."
"What is it, then? Tell me."
"Nothing, just didn't sleep well."
Lin Yun feigned anger. "Oh, Qin Ya! I've told you all my secrets, and you're lying to me? That's so disappointing."
Unable to resist her, Qin Ya had to recount the events of the previous night.
After hearing it, Lin Yun's jaw dropped. She then suddenly opened her arms and hugged her.
"My little sister-in-law! From now on, I'll be your most devoted follower! If you tell me to go east, I'll never go west. If you tell me to chase a dog, I'll never catch a chicken!"
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