Yang Xintian felt her body burning, her face flushing red as she was on the verge of losing all self-control.

Suddenly, she came to her senses. "No!"

"Hmm?" Sun Dasheng looked down at her, somewhat perplexed.

"It's not that you can't perform, Uncle Sun," Yang Xintian said coyly. "It's just that Grandma and Grandpa could be back any minute. We can't do this here."

"I don't mind being seen, but you'd be in for it, Uncle Sun," the little witch said, blinking slyly.

Hearing this, Sun Dasheng stopped what he was doing and set her down.

"Alright, spit it out."

"Spit out what?" Yang Xintian feigned ignorance.

Her head immediately received a light thump.

OUCH...

"You definitely didn't come looking for me for no reason. Spill it. What do you want?" Sun Dasheng saw right through her.

"Hehe... you're amazing, Uncle Sun! How did you figure it out?" Since her little scheme had been exposed, Yang Xintian dropped the act.

Sun Dasheng ignored her.

Seeing he wasn't playing along, she pulled him by the hand to the sofa and sat down. Only then did she begin to tell him the whole story.

"So, it's like this..."

"Uncle Sun, can you help Zi Xuan? Even though I don't have those kinds of feelings for her anymore, she's still a good friend of mine."

Alright.

Sun Dasheng smacked his lips.

Xiang Yunsheng, you son of a bitch, you finally got what was coming to you.

The situation wasn't complicated. Due to his incompetence, Xiang Yunsheng was ultimately pushed out by the head office to take the fall. With the company's performance in constant decline, someone had to answer to the investors and shareholders. As the general manager of the live-streaming division, the primary source of the company's downturn, Xiang Yunsheng bore an inescapable responsibility. Pushing him out to take the blame was likely a painful but necessary sacrifice made by the top brass.

The moment Xiang Yunsheng resigned, his wife demanded a divorce. Only when he agreed did he discover that his wife had secretly transferred all their supposed joint marital assets. He was left with nothing but the two children his wife no longer wanted—Xiang Zixuan and Xiao Shao.

Sometimes, a woman's ruthlessness puts men to shame.

Not only did his wife leave him penniless, but she also abandoned her own two children. She claimed they looked too much like their father and not enough like her, so to spare herself the irritation of seeing them, she simply cast them aside. As for child support, the siblings were already adults. At most, she would cover some of their university tuition fees annually, but nothing more. And even that support would cease upon their graduation.

To say the siblings' lives had taken a nosedive would be an understatement; it was more like a free fall.

"How do you want me to help her? Isn't she in school? She should just focus on her studies," Sun Dasheng shrugged.

He was ecstatic to see his enemy's downfall; why on earth would he help him? That was just wishful thinking.

"Uncle Sun, I wish she thought that way, but she's very stubborn," Yang Xintian explained. "She says she doesn't want to study anymore. She wants to find a job as soon as possible to ease the family's burden."

From what Yang Xintian said, Xiang Yunsheng clearly had a good daughter. Not everyone could recover so quickly from such a family disaster and resolve to work hard.

"Doesn't she have a brother? Does she really need to be the one to drop out and work?" Sun Dasheng asked, puzzled.

From her tone, it was as if her brother had become invisible.

"Hmph! Some brother he is," Yang Xintian fumed at the mention of him. "He's just a spineless, useless coward."

"Why do you say that?" Sun Dasheng asked curiously.

"Their mother abandoned them, and what does he do? He goes crawling back to her, shamelessly begging." Being young, Yang Xintian despised such spineless behavior.

But as a wily veteran who had navigated society for over a decade, Sun Dasheng had a different take. This kid can endure what others can't. He'll definitely achieve great things one day. A boy like this must not be allowed to... ahem... wrong script.

In any case, he thought the boy wasn't half bad. He'd previously seen him acting all high and mighty and pegged him as just an empty suit. He had underestimated these rich kids, who were worldly from a young age thanks to their parents' expensive grooming. While not all of them were destined to be exceptional, their rate of success was indeed a cut above that of children from ordinary families.

"So, how do you want me to help? She doesn't listen to you, so why would she listen to me?" Sun Dasheng asked, puzzled.

"Of course she will! I'm just a student like she is. Just because we're good friends, why would that automatically make her listen to my advice?

"But you're different, Uncle Sun. First, you're an adult, so your words are more credible than mine. Second, you're a successful business owner, which makes what you say even more authoritative.

"We schoolgirls totally fall for that stuff. Just go talk to her. She'll definitely listen, trust me."

Sun Dasheng found himself smiling as he watched the little witch confidently pounding her chest to guarantee the outcome. He hadn't expected her to be so fiercely loyal.

"Fine. But as you can see, I don't have time right now. We'll talk about it when I can free up some time," Sun Dasheng agreed.

"Then it's a deal. Pinky promise." Yang Xintian held out her little finger.

And here I was, just thinking you'd matured a bit and were fiercely loyal. Now you've suddenly become childish again, resorting to children's pinky promises.

"Uncle Sun?"

"Oh, alright." Sun Dasheng also extended his little finger.

Yang Xintian then happily hooked their pinkies together and even pressed their thumbs together to seal the deal.

"Then it's settled!"

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