Reaching the age of thirty, my income randomly doubled

Afternoon.

His wife, Song Yanxi, was busy with the trial operation after the opening of Water Cloud Space.

Chen Pingsheng was at home taking care of the kid, having just moved to Magic City, you might say something was still missing here.

Probably just a vegetable garden.

Old Granny Peng Ying had already started wielding a hoe, considering the size of this French-style villa.

If she could develop a small patch, they wouldn't need to buy veggies all year round.

The family, which didn't have much going on, was disrupted by a single phone call from the old granny.

If you were to talk about wealthy relatives, there was indeed one—Old Granny Peng Ying's younger sister.

And she was the one he would call aunt.

Aunt, in Peng Ying's generation, was the most attractive and had gone alone to work in Guangdong in the nineties.

Later, she followed a young boss to Magic City.

It's been about twenty years now, and from what he remembered, this aunt had only come back once after Chen Pingsheng became an adult.

That was back in 2002, when she came in a Volkswagen Santana, looking quite fashionable.

After that, she never returned.

Latterly, Peng Ying traveled thousands of miles to Magic City to see her once, probably just to see if she was doing well.

After all, it's his own younger sister whom she had raised herself, and to say she didn't care would be a lie.

But since then, she never mentioned her sister again.

She also was Chen Pingsheng's aunt.

Today, she suddenly called, and if you say it was a surprise, Chen Pingsheng certainly wouldn't believe it.

He felt no deep affection for this aunt he had never met since growing up.

Even if he did see her, he probably wouldn't recognize her.

After all, it had been over twenty years since she last visited, and she was the typical case of someone who forgot her family after marrying well.

Old Granny Peng Ying didn't know what the situation was, and after the call, she stayed silent for a long time.

"Your aunt used to work in a entertainment venue in Guangdong and met her husband there decades ago, they had two kids and now they didn't even let me go in their house."

"What is happening now, they know you are wealthy and want to reconnect as siblings?"

Such matters weren't convenient for outsiders to hear, so Chen Pingsheng asked Old Granny in private.

"She had no choice, her husband utterly looks down on us poor relatives. The initial visit to the village was full of disdain and after some relatives from our old home visited him, something happened, and since then, they've never allowed us relatives to visit, nor let your aunt contact us."

After so many years, it would be impossible to say Old Granny didn't miss her sister.

It is just familial love, no matter how big the dispute, it could always be resolved as one ages.

"Then just go see her, I've got things this afternoon, so I won't come with you."

Chen Pingsheng had a lot on his plate, with the grand opening of the super factory in just a few days.

There were many important people attending the ceremony, so he indeed didn't have time to go.

As for Chen An'an, she really had nothing to do and jumped at the chance to join in the excitement.

The garage at home was unusually large, with many cars parked inside.

The car his wife now loved to drive the most was a Bentley Continental, worth over four million on the road.

It wasn't about the price, she simply felt the car matched her personality.

For the same model of Continental, she owned five cars in different colors.

Two convertibles and three hardtops, she could pick any color depending on her mood.

As for Chen Pingsheng himself, he owned four top-tier Rolls-Royce Phantoms with starlight roofs.

Three in different colors, one convertible.

The keys were all hanging at the entrance; the reason he drove only the Phantom now was partly because of its comfort and luxury.

But the key reason was Rolls-Royce's outstanding balance and noise reduction system, which was exceptionally well done.

He also bought three Ghosts for tearing down and studying at Tengfei New Energy.

Mainly to examine some of its detailed features.

Now, wherever they went in any top-tier city, their family was never short of cars to drive.

The parking lots always held two cars that sat collecting dust, seldom used except when visited.

To be young and drive a Bentley, how could love be absent?

Old Granny didn't even have her own car lined up here yet, naturally, she drove her daughter-in-law's blue Bentley out.

Chen An'an was also eagerly tagging along.

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Magic City, a certain community.

Peng Qing had followed the people from her village to work in Guangdong already in the nineties.

She started working at an entertainment venue as a waitress.

Meeting her current husband was unexpected.

To outsiders, she definitely seemed lucky.

After all, who wouldn't say it was a lucky fate to marry from a small rural village into the bustling Greater Magic City in that era?

Peng Ying recalled visiting her ten years ago, her husband had spent a lot because his sister was ill.

Fearing Peng Ying was coming to borrow money, he called her when she was about to arrive.

Don't come, we have no money.

Furious, having traveled by train for two days, Peng Ying stormed back home.

Since then, Peng Qing hadn't contacted anyone from back home, mostly thinking they were too low class.

Whenever they visited, they created a mess, which her husband disliked, so she never saw them again.

After ten years, just when it seemed she had almost forgotten this sibling relationship.

She suddenly received a phone call.

It was unexpected, and she didn't know what the purpose was.

She used to fear others had motives, now she feared people thinking she had motives.

If it's simple lack of money, giving a few hundred thousand was easy for her.

But she dreaded those insatiable relatives, asking for more after receiving.

As if her son being wealthy meant she should provide for their whole family.

Chen An'an, at such a young age, sat in the top-tier Continental wearing sunglasses, unaware of their thoughts.

After a twenty minute drive, they arrived at a house obviously not in the city center.

Probably equivalent to somewhere between the third and fourth ring roads of Capital City.

Everyone knew in that era that the closer you got to the city center, the higher the real estate prices.

If you wanted to reduce your commute time, you'd have to pay tens of thousands more per square meter.

Old lady Peng Ying parked the car in the underground garage and took a while to find Building 12, Unit 3.

Peng Qing, her younger sister, was not young anymore and had two kids at home.

The elder daughter, aged twenty-one, had just started college.

Now on summer vacation, she just stayed at home watching TV.

She didn't even move when relatives came, busying herself eating snacks and watching Yang Mi's "Three Lives Three Worlds."

As for her younger brother, fifteen years old and particularly fond of playing games.

When Chen An'an entered the door and saw their lack of manners, she simply didn't bother with pleasantries either.

After all, she treated others exactly how they treated her.

She didn't entertain the notion of spoiling anyone even a little bit.

"Grandma, this house is so tiny, it's not even as big as our bathroom at home."

"Country bumpkin."

The twenty-one-year-old Hu Lele was displeased when she heard this and responded expressionlessly, "You think the apartments in Magic City are comparable to your rural mud houses?"

Chen An'an jumped onto the sofa, "Ha... You're the first one to call me a country bumpkin in so many years, Grandma. Let's go back; I don't like her at all."

Peng Ying also snorted twice; the lack of quality was unmatched— couldn't even give her a proper title as 'Aunt.'

Not even a greeting, how appropriate was that?

"Peng Qing, you've raised your daughter well!"

The old granny had her stomach full of anger towards her sister.

Given her son's current situation, she no longer had to look at anyone's face wherever she went.

Mother's pride through her son, that's exactly how things were now.

"You guys are really hilarious."

The twenty-one-year-old Hu Lele stood up and said, "My mom invited you to meal out of courtesy. No wonder my dad doesn't let these poor relatives in; it's truly bad luck."

"How dare you call my grandma a poor relative when you live in such a tiny apartment?"

Chen An'an immediately bristled. She was also only nine years old, having always been the leader among her group of little rascals at school.

Did she tolerate you?

That was wishful thinking.

"Any random house my Dad doesn't live in is ten times bigger than yours, and even the TV drama you're watching is invested in by my dad. You dare call us poor with this shabby stuff you have?"

Chen An'an kicked over the small trash can in front of her.

"Great, you're done for."

Hu Lele pointed at her and sneered, "That trash can is an LV, brought specially from Xiangjiang by my dad. You guys better prepare to pay."

"A trash can brought from Xiangjiang, this LV limited edition bag, I've been smashing it on the ground since I was little, but coming to your house, it's suddenly a rare treasure?"

Chen An'an's chubby little face confronted her directly.

Putting up with it was out of the question, never in a lifetime.

Hu Lele said, "Who are you to show off, throwing an LV limited edition bag on the ground. My dad has already said it, you guys are just poor relatives from the countryside, and I will never let you through the doors of our house."

"If you don't like us, I don't like you either."

Chen An'an grabbed her grandma and was about to leave. Hu Lele stood up and blocked her, "Don't go. You just kicked that LV trash can, and I want you to pay up."

"Pay up?"

This comment made Chen An'an laugh out of anger. She was the least worried about things related to money now.

Her dad had the capability to let her be this way.

"Come on, let me show you what a village bumpkin can do."

Chen An'an grabbed a teacup and hurled it at the television set, throwing whatever else she spotted.

"What else valuable do you have in your house? Bring it over and see if I can smash it."

"You stinky girl, you're done for."

Hu Lele straightforwardly grabbed the phone ready to call 110; she wanted to send this little bumpkin relative to the police station.

To also make them pay off all their life savings.

"Lele, stop it,"

Peng Qing came over to stop her, after all, it was her own older sister; she couldn't let the police arrest her own granddaughter.

Old lady Peng Ying initially thought Peng Qing had contacted her because she knew her household's situation; it wasn't actually the case.

It was simply that after so many years, she wanted to show off in her presence.

"Peng Qing, I never should have thought about visiting your place again."

"What do you mean? I kindly invited you guys over, and now it turns out like this and it's my fault?"

"It's not your fault; you guys just want money from us, right?"

The old lady Peng Ying snorted, "My son lives in Tan Palace. If you want money, bring your rude daughter over."

"Tan Palace?"

Hu Lele grew up in Magic City, and people like her looked down on outsiders the most.

The sense of superiority of the people from Magic City was definitely more intense than those from Capital City.

Most locals from Capital City were actually quite low-key.

It was different in Magic City; ever since the Republican Era, they've looked down on people from other places, inherently feeling superior.
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Hu Lele was a typical example. "Tan Palace is the top mansion in Magic City. You country bumpkins can't afford a place there even if you scrimped for two thousand years."

"Pah."

Chen An'an scoffed, "My family lives in a Siheyuan in Nanluo Gu Alley in Capital City. No matter how expensive Tan Palace is, could it be costlier than a Siheyuan?"

"Only someone as narrow-minded as you, who regards a broken trash can as a treasure, could think that way."

"My dad says that rich people's luxury items are things like super yachts and central business district office buildings, or even billion-dollar helicopters at the very least. This is the first time I've seen someone treating a trash can as a treasure."

"You've really broadened my horizons."

Chen An'an attended an international school in Capital City, where tuition started at 250,000 a year.

Add in various extracurricular classes; spending hundreds of thousands annually was quite ordinary.

Only a fool in her class would boast about their home trash can.

And certainly wouldn't carry a broken handbag around to show off.

This was the first time she'd ever seen someone bragging about their home's trash can.

It just goes to show that being wealthy also limits one's imagination.